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Chapter 67: King Qin Breaks the Formation Map in Hand!
"Blade!"

After seeing this young man, the master of the Blood Prison Gate couldn't help but change his face, and exclaimed in his mouth.

"What did you say?"

The people around were stunned when they heard this.

"He's a tyrant!"

"That overbearing sword from 300 years ago!"

There was a trace of fear on the face of the master of the blood prison gate, "I saw his portrait when I was young, it was exactly like him, the gap in the thick back knife in his hand was cut out by the blood river sword of my blood prison gate! "

300 years ago, the Blood Prison Gate of the Ten Sects of the Evil Way suffered a catastrophe. Almost all the masters in the sect were wiped out. It's worth recovering. Although he has returned to the ten sects of the evil way, he is not as powerful as before.

And the person who caused this incident was the leader of the martial arts at that time, Ba Dao!

The Heavenly Knife Qi that dominates Shenzhou is rare to meet in a hundred years. What is even more amazing is that the weapon in his hand is not a magic weapon. It is just that when he first entered the rivers and lakes, he spent 30 taels of silver and made it at the blacksmith shop at the entrance of the village. back knife.

"How could this be?"

Nie Feng said in a deep voice: "Ba Dao has been dead for 300 years, how could it reappear in the world!"

"However, that saber just now seemed to come from the darkness of heaven and earth. It is indeed very similar to the Heavenly Dao Qi that dominated the saber back then!"

Bai Ziyi also became a little nervous. The Blood Prison Gate was destroyed that year, and it was also recorded in the classics of the gate. At that time, the Blood Prison Gate had countless masters, countless congenital realms, and no fewer than ten warriors. But in the end it was still difficult to escape the disaster of destroying the family, one can imagine how powerful Ba Dao is.

Even if the power of this Tyrannical Saber is less than half, it is enough for them to drink a pot.

Just when everyone was shocked, the remaining white jade statues also turned into human forms one after another.

"That's Mingzun Spearman Sheng Zichuan back then!"

Wanyan Chong suddenly looked at the middle-aged man holding a spear and exclaimed.

"He is the former Heavenly Mountain Sword Saint Ye Feixue!"

Shen Baifei, the elder of Shenjian Villa, recognized another peerless woman holding a long sword.

"This is the Heaven-Sealing Lord of my demon sect!"

There are also masters from the evil sect who recognized the identity of the person opposite.

Mingzun Spearman Sheng Zichuan, the first leader of Mingjiao in the Central Plains, blood stained the yellow sand for eight hundred miles, and killed the Persian Zoroastrianism. Hearing the news, he dared not step half a step into the Central Plains for 500 years!
Tianshan Sword Saint Ye Feixue, the founder of the Tianshan Sword School among the Nine Great Sword Schools, although she is a woman, she is better than countless men!

Feng Tianjun, the holy lord of the demon sect, unified the demonic ways that had been scattered for hundreds of years by himself, and established the Western Demonic Cult in West Kunlun, which terrified the world!

There are only a dozen of these white jade statues, but each statue was once a supreme existence standing at the pinnacle of this world!
"Meng...Meng Yanwei!"

At this time, Zen Master Wuding of the Shaolin Dharma Hall suddenly looked at a man in black opposite him with a difficult tone.

"what?"

Startled, Nie Feng looked at the man in black.

Under the light of white jade, this person looks handsome, about the same age as Nie Feng, and holds a black long sword upside down in his hand.

"Is he Meng Yanwei?"

Chan Master Wuding nodded and said: "That's right, he discussed martial arts with his senior brother for seven days and nights, and he will never forget him!"

"How could this be?"

"Why are their statues here?"

Nie Feng frowned, still unable to understand the reason for this.

Suddenly, a flash of light flashed through his mind, and an idea came to Nie Feng's heart. Although these people in front of him are all top experts and seem to have nothing to do with each other on the surface, they have one thing in common.

That is, their origins are very mysterious!

Whether it is Mingzun Spearman Sheng Zichuan, or Tianshan Swordsman Ye Feixue, they were all born in the past, and then quickly rose in the rivers and lakes, thus establishing various sects.

No one knows their roots and teachers.

Could it be...

Just as Nie Feng was thinking, those revived ancients had already killed them without mercy.

In an instant, swords and swords were everywhere in the underground palace, and fists and legs were raging!

Coincidentally, it was Meng Yanwei who confronted Nie Feng.

The ink sword turned into cold stars and stabbed at the acupuncture points on Nie Feng's body. Nie Feng quickly retreated, and the halberd in his hand fell down, attacking Meng Yanwei like lightning.

About Meng Yanwei, Nie Feng only heard about it through rumors.

Rumors of such things will only become more and more exaggerated, so at the beginning, Nie Feng really didn't care too much about Meng Yanwei. At the peak of his years, he was just a congenital warrior. Now he has unique skills. With a magic soldier in his hand, how can he be afraid of him?

But when he actually started fighting, he realized that the rumors were true. Meng Yanwei's martial arts were far beyond his imagination. In just a short fight, Meng Yanwei had already changed seven kinds of swordsmanship, and Nie Feng could recognize it. Only three kinds came out, and they were all unique skills in swordsmanship.

Suddenly!

The edge of the sword in Meng Yanwei's hand trembled, and he swung away the halberd in Nie Feng's hand. The light of the sword streamed down like stars, and a two-inch long blood groove was drawn on Nie Feng's right shoulder.

His right shoulder was injured, and Nie Feng's heart froze. The halberd in his hand twisted and locked the black sword in Meng Yanwei's hand, and then his left hand suddenly blasted out the mountain-breaking fist. On Meng Yanwei's chest.

But this punch he hit an empty hole...

Meng Yanwei's figure gradually disappeared like a bubble, but... If Nie Feng read correctly, Meng Yanwei seemed to wink at him before disappearing?
What's so special about this?
"Right... the first box."

At the same time, a faint sound of mosquitoes and ants rang softly in Nie Feng's ear.

"The first box on the right..."

Nie Feng looked around and saw that everyone was in a fierce battle. It was a great opportunity for him to make a move, so Nie Feng flew around the crowd and rushed towards the stone platform.

Before arriving at the stone platform, Nie Feng glanced quickly, and immediately opened the first box on the right, only to find a yellowed ancient book inside, the cover was so mottled that the name on it could not be read clearly.

Just as Nie Feng was about to open the detailed survey, Wuchen's voice sounded from behind.

"Benefactor, don't act too decisively, it's better to leave three points leeway."

Lightly fluttering down his palm, Nie Feng didn't dare to be careless, dodged in a hurry, and clasped the box smoothly.

At this time, Bai Ziyi and Zhao Yuan also rushed over.

"Lord Nie, you've got a lot of things this time, don't you want to meddle in the things here?" Bai Ziyi laughed softly.

Nie Feng glanced at the six boxes behind him, and said, "I only want two things, and I will turn around and leave as soon as I get them, and I will never stop, and I can exchange them with three martial arts cheat books!"

"impossible!"

Zhao Yuan's voice was as cold as ice, without any warmth.

"Then don't blame Nie for being rude!"

As for King Qin's formation map and the Nine Beasts Swallowing the Sky Box, Nie Feng is bound to win, and he will never allow others to get his hands on it!

"Miss Zhao, don't worry."

Bai Ziyi seemed to be very familiar with everyone present, and he came up with the details of the name casually, "The things that Master Nie wants are of no use to ordinary warriors, unless..."

"Your Excalibur Villa wants to plot rebellion!" Bai Ziyi said slowly.

Zhao Yuan's complexion suddenly changed, and the ice sword in her hand stabbed at Bai Ziyi immediately. Conspiring to rebel is a crime against the Nine Clans. Excalibur Villa cannot afford it, and the court will not tolerate it in the slightest.

Back then, when the King of Xiangyang conspired against him, there were many sects who wanted to protect the dragon, but in the end, only one sect was killed and the ancestral land of the master was dug up.

"Yuan'er, don't be rude!"

Shen Baifei was afraid of causing major trouble, so he hurriedly asked his classmates to block Ye Feixue, while he himself came to stop Zhao Yuan.

Bai Ziyi looked at Nie Feng, stretched out his hand and said, "Master Nie, please!"

"Thank you!"

"No!"

Seeing that Nie Feng was about to succeed, Yeluchu and Wanyan Chong rushed over at the same time.

Yeluchu took out the six martial arts he had won, and said in a deep voice, "This is all the martial arts I got this time, and I only exchange them for one thing!"

Wanyan Chong also took out the scroll he got, and said: "Me too, here is the cheat book I got, plus my Jurchen Clan's Great Sun Golden Crow Spear Art, just in exchange for one thing!"

Both of them invested their money, especially Wan Yanchong, who took out all the unique skills of the town clan, with the purpose of obtaining King Qin's plan to break the formation.

Everyone looked at each other, but no one said anything.

Nie Feng swung the halberd in his hand, and said in a cold voice: "Leave here immediately, I guarantee that you can walk out of Song Dynasty safely, otherwise the Jurchen tribe will lose a young master, and Khitan will change their prince!"

"Don't be ashamed!"

Yelu Chu said: "I've wanted to meet you for a long time, now is my chance!"

"Only you dare to make such wild words!"

Wanyan Chong was even more direct, stabbing Nie Feng directly with the spear in his hand.

Just when Nie Feng was about to fight back, Shen Baifei waved the sword in his hand and caught Wanyan Chong's spear.

"Although I, Shenjian Villa, am a member of the rivers and lakes, I am also a citizen of the Great Song Dynasty!"

Wuchen recited the Buddha's name softly, stood in front of Yelu Chu, and said, "Prince Yelu Chu, please go back, some things were not changed by you."

After finishing speaking, Wuchen looked at Nie Feng again: "I, Shaolin and Taizu used to have a close relationship."

Nie Feng only reacted at this time, no wonder Lu Chengfeng dared to let him come alone, he was already prepared, and someone would naturally intercept him at the critical moment.

Although Wanyan Chong's marksmanship is excellent, but his inner energy is insufficient, and Shen Baifei's ever-changing Ruyi chain swordsmanship is elusive, and soon Wanyan Chong fell into a disadvantage.

"Excalibur Villa!"

Knowing that he couldn't win, Wanyan Chong shook his spear tightly and said angrily, "I swear, one day, sooner or later, the entire Shenjian Villa will be razed to the ground!"

"As long as Young Master Wanyan has the ability, you can come here at any time, and everyone in Shenjian Villa will definitely wait for you!"

Shen Baifei withdrew his long sword and said very generously.

"Ugh!"

Yeluchu on the other side sighed and said, "God bless my Khitan, if the ruins of the Wuchang Villa appear in my Khitan territory, I'm afraid it will be a different scene."

In the land of the Song Dynasty, no matter whether it is Khitan or Jurchen, the top experts cannot enter.

Because once they enter the Song Dynasty, they will be targeted by the court's masters. If warriors of this level fight, the damage will be devastating, and it is very likely that it will develop into an endless national war.

So outnumbered, Yeluchu could only look up to the sky and sigh.

Nie Feng opened the six boxes one by one, and finally found what he needed in the third box.

King Qin's Battle Formation Map!
Looking at the name on the scroll, Nie Feng barely suppressed the excitement in his heart, put the scroll in his arms, and at the same time stuffed a cheat book about the wind sweeping leaves' legs into the box.

The king of Qin got the formation map, Yeluchu and Wanyanchong's eyes were red, but they couldn't take it away, because once they did, they would be besieged by everyone.

At this time, the battle in the hall has also ended.

Live or die.

Although those white jade statues were great figures with unrivaled martial arts in their lifetime, they are dead after all, and the power of the statues is limited after all. Relying on the hard work, they finally exhausted the power of these ancients. Fortunately, they did not cause too many casualties.

King Qin obtained the plan to break the formation, but the Nine Beasts Swallowing the Sky Box did not disappear.

(End of this chapter)