Chapter 350
"Ah!" On that day, there was an earth-shattering roar from the peak.

"Zhu Cheng." Hearing the roar, Tang Yan rushed out of the hut to look around.

Now that the period of asking swords has passed, and there is no one else on the peak, this roar can only belong to Zhu Cheng, and it must belong to Zhu Cheng.

"Hoo..." Tang Yan didn't care about that much, she directly interpreted this roar as Zhu Cheng's scream, so she didn't care about the rules that the disciple was not allowed to go to Jianfeng, and drove 'Xiaofeng' straight up.

"Sword Control, Punish Evil." The wind of the sword hits, and Tang Yan also goes forward indomitably. Although he has practiced in Shushan for ten years, although his aptitude is not very good, he still has the strength of the mid-stage Bigu, and the powerful sword art of Sword Control Can also be cast.

At the beginning, the sword wind was broken by Fang, and the sword intent was dispelled by him, but after a hundred meters, as the strength of the sword intent increased several times, she was finally unable to catch it.

"Huh—" The sword wind blew, and Xiaofeng, who was like a finger-arm, didn't listen to him, and was easily blown up like catkins. Tang Yan could only use his mana to protect his vital parts.

Ah!
With a scream, Tang Yan and Feijian Xiaofeng were all blown down the peak.

Since she is not a sword questioner, and Jianfeng is an important place in Shushan, not only will there be no clouds after her fall, but she will even be regarded as an enemy and be targeted by a large formation.

"Boom boom boom!" The formation moved rapidly, and thousands of sword qi were about to kill Tang Yan from all directions.

Seeing that Tang Yan was about to die, at this critical moment, 'Xue Qing', that is, Master Tang Yan, appeared in time.

But seeing Xue Qing holding up a cyan jade token, and then yelling the word "stop", the big formation died down in an instant.

"Woooooo..." Tang Yan, who survived the catastrophe, plunged into Xue Qing's arms and wept endlessly.

Xue Qing patted her back and said, "Don't cry, child, don't cry."

"Is it him? Is it him?" Tang Yan asked repeatedly.

Seeing his apprentice like this, Xue Qing couldn't bear it after all, even if he tried his best to teach and punish him, he must say it.

She said, "It's him. You'll see him soon, child."

"Really?" Tang Yan was a little happy, but also a little skeptical, thinking it was Master's words to comfort her.

Naturally, it wasn't that Xue Qing was comforting Tang Yan, but that Zhu Cheng was about to leave the peak.

He has reached the top.

It took Zhu Cheng ten years to pull out almost all the swords on Jianfeng, and his physical fitness and sword intent had reached a very terrifying level, leaving only the last one - the sword on the top of the mountain. He has never tried that 'golden sword'.

The golden sword seemed to be in the eye of the storm, surrounded by the howling wind of the sword, and the intensity of the sword was the strongest in the sword peak.

When this sword peak was built back then, it must have been divided according to the strength of the sword owner. Since this sword can be placed on the top of the mountain, there is only one sword, and its owner's cultivation must be unfathomable. It just fell away.

In fact, the master of the sword had been able to ascend to the heavens at that time, but it happened that the two realms of demons came to invade, so he had to suppress his cultivation and stay in the world to defend the human race against foreign invasion.

The demon also knew its strength, and gathered a group of masters to besiege this master.Not long after the war started, the most powerful power fell first, and of course the monsters were also beheaded by this master's dying counterattack.

The sword of such an expert is naturally extraordinary, not to mention that after hundreds of years of refining the sword intent of Jianfeng, the golden sword at this time is stronger than before, and it is an "emperor" according to the rank of the world.

Zhu Cheng has been able to see the sword since five years ago, but he tried for five full years, but he could not break through the storm formed by the sword wind.

Every wisp of sword wind is like a sharp sword, it protects the golden sword tightly, and there is no flaw at all. The only way to pull out that sword is to ride through the storm.

Zhu Cheng's cultivation base is not enough, and after each attempt, he can only retreat reluctantly and look for the 'Sword Intent Grass' to eat.

He found a slightly larger cave, and played the basic swordsmanship in it, using the sword that had accompanied him for 28 years.

Over the years, Zhu Cheng is very familiar with climbing up and down. It is no exaggeration to say that he can climb up this section of the road with his eyes closed.Those swords are very stubborn, but they are not loose. It is difficult for Zhu Cheng to go wrong.

Every day, Zhu Cheng would try to break through the storm, but every time he was beaten back by the violent sword wind, Zhu Cheng went back to the snail house to graze with bruises all over his body, and tried again the next day.

Zhu Cheng had a strong premonition that the sword must belong to him.

That was the last sword on the peak.

Zhu Cheng is an extremely serious fool. He is sure that he has pulled out every sword on Jianfeng, and the only remaining sword definitely belongs to him.

Based on this, Zhu Cheng never gave up. After five years of hard work, Zhu Cheng finally broke through the storm today.

Swallowing sword intent grass every day, blowing the wind every day to beat his body, and practicing sword every day, Zhu Cheng finally did it for a whole 1825 days.

He let out a roar of excitement as he passed through the storm and touched the hilt of his golden sword.He had accumulated this roar for ten years, so this roar shook the heavens and the earth.

Except for Tang Yan, all the disciples of the first generation and the second generation of Shushan focused their attention on the peak.

Zhu Cheng rubbed his hands on the hilt of the sword, letting the wind mess up his hair.He looked at the road he had walked for five years, at the ever-changing clouds every day, and when he thought of ending this kind of life, he felt a little bit reluctant.

Just like me, although I hate my current job to the core, I still feel a lot of reluctance when I am about to leave. After all, I have sweated and sweated in this place, which records my life for a year.

"Draw your sword! Draw your sword!" Chen Yufeng looked at Zhu Cheng through the sky-gazing mirror, and couldn't help shouting in his heart, much more anxious than Zhu Cheng, the person involved.

He originally said that Zhu Cheng's ascension to the summit was just a hope, a wish, but he didn't really expect Zhu Cheng to successfully reach the summit. Now that Zhu Cheng has achieved it, Chen Yu was so happy that he cried.

Master, master, I have successors in Shushan.

Chen Yufeng burst into tears, he really didn't expect that the person who can reach the top would become his disciple, it's really great.

Yes, Chen Yufeng internally appointed Zhu Cheng, and no one should have any objections to using the privilege of the sect master to directly accept Zhu Cheng as the chief disciple.

"Hehe..." Zhu Cheng faced the road, and Na Yun smiled, and then raised his hand.

"Huh?" The golden sword didn't move at all.

Zhu Cheng was instantly numb as if he had been shocked by an electric shock.

"How could this happen?" Chen Yufeng yelled hysterically, and Dao Tong who was waiting outside hurriedly asked what happened.

Zhu Cheng didn't believe in evil, withdrew his hand and wiped the torn clothes to wipe off the sweat from his palm.

"Drink!" Zhu Cheng raised his breath and exerted his strength suddenly.

The sword remained motionless.

In fact, this golden sword is just the tip of the sword stuck on the sword peak. It looks like it should be the best sword on the peak.

"No!" Zhu Cheng almost collapsed.Although he is stupid and honest, it took him ten years to grow from a handsome young man to a middle-aged uncle, but he ended up with nothing. How can this be accepted.

"Hmm—ah!" From day to night, Zhu Cheng kept drawing his sword, hoping for a miracle, and even Chen Yufeng, who was peeping, also hoped for a miracle.

But the sword chooses the master, what is not yours is not yours after all, no matter how much you force it, it is useless.

"Oh——Zhu Cheng, you give up." Seeing that Zhu Cheng was so crazy, Chen Yufeng couldn't bear it, so he sent him a voice transmission to tell him to give up.

"No!" Zhu Cheng replied stubbornly, turning a deaf ear to Chen Yufeng's advice, and continued to draw his sword.

"Alas—" Chen Yufeng let out a long sigh and followed Zhu Cheng.If Zhu Cheng himself can't see it, no matter how much he, an outsider, persuades him, it will be useless.

As the head of the Shushan Sword Sect, he couldn't take the lead in breaking the school rules and forcibly bringing Zhu Cheng down from the peak.

Zhu Cheng's stubbornness lasted for a full month, and the reason why he stopped was because he started to "cuckoo" by himself.

"Hungry." Zhu Cheng was about to go down to the summit to find the Sword Intent Grass, but when he turned around, the rope of the sword bag was loosened, and the sword behind him also fell.

With a "click", the sword fell to the ground.

Immediately, Zhu Cheng only felt a ray of light flashing in the darkness, he bent down with great happiness, picked up the sword, and stabbed fiercely at the peak.

"嗤" The hard rock was like tofu, and the whole sword was inserted like this, leaving only the hilt exposed.

"Cang Lang Lang" followed Zhu Cheng's hand with a slight twitch, and Zhu Cheng finally pulled out the sword that had never been drawn for 28 years.

In an instant, the sword intent soared into the sky, the sword light was brilliant, the white clouds retreated thousands of miles into the clear sky, and the peak could be clearly seen from under the peak.

In front of this sword, how could the golden sword be called the emperor, and it was directly demoted to a third-rank official.

But seeing the word 'Tianchi' written on the sword, this is exactly the Tianchi sword that Zhu Cheng has used for more than 5000 years.

"Whoa, whoa, whoa..."

"Whoa, whoa, whoa..."

The Tianchi sword was unsheathed, and the entire Jianfeng was blown up. All the swords inserted on the Jianfeng were unsheathed and went straight to the peak. The colorful sword light is really beautiful.

But none of them dared to approach Zhu Cheng within [-] meters. To be precise, they did not dare to approach within [-] meters of Tianchi Sword.

"Buzz buzz..." The golden sword took the lead, the tip of the sword was slightly bent, and it lowered its head like a human being.

"" Wan Jian bowed his head, and the world was silent for a while.

The Tianchi sword is really the king of the sword, and when this sword is released, it attracts thousands of swords.

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(End of this chapter)

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