Spring and Autumn Confucian Heroes

Chapter 521 Sword Slashing Kunlun
On the mountainside, the powerhouses fought in a scuffle.

No matter where they are, they can be regarded as well-known genius warriors. At this moment, they seem to be crazy, attacking everyone around them without hesitation.

Of course, while they are attacking others, they must also guard against attacks from other talented warriors.

With just one face-to-face meeting, this scuffle has already entered a fever pitch.

Shujiange's Spring and Autumn Swordsmanship and Spring and Autumn Brushwork, Piaoxue Peak's Piaoxue Swordsmanship and A Niu's natural sword bone, Samsara Island's elusive flying knife, Epee Cliff's peerless swordsmanship that can break through all sword moves in the world, and Transformation Guangyu's Flying Immortal swordsmanship...

The unique skills of the various sects, which are rare in a thousand years, bloom here. Those talented warriors with weaker martial arts have already retreated from serious injuries before they persisted in a few moves.

If it wasn't for the protection of the strong in the dark, I'm afraid many talented warriors would have fallen here.

If you want to become enlightened, if you want to compete for the unsurpassed fruit of the Tao, you will naturally face all kinds of difficult challenges. If you are not strong enough and wishful thinking, death is the inevitable end.

Among the talented warriors who were kicked out, at least they were all well-known in the county, and there were even a few chief disciples of first-class sects.

It took less than half a stick of incense to fight among the crowd, and there were actually less than 30 young warriors who could still persist on the battlefield.

It can also be seen from this how fierce the melee of the various powers is.

"puff!"

Huan Chang defeated an opponent, but he had no spare energy to guard against Zhang Longxiang's attack from the Dragon Elephant Sect. He hastily performed Spring Breeze and Rain, but he also felt a sweetness in his throat and couldn't help spitting out a mouthful of blood.

Before he had time to attack Zhang Longxiang, he suddenly saw Zhuang Shisan's bronze long knife attacking him.

While Huan Chang was dealing with the Thirteen Swords, Zhang Longxiang and Zhuang Shisan were also being attacked by others, and they only had time to strike Huan Chang.

Even though Zhang Longxiang was born with supernatural power, and had cultivated the Dragon Elephant Kung Fu to a high level, under the attack of the others, he still had several wounds on his body.

"Young people of this generation are amazing!"

On the top of Kunlun, an old man sitting cross-legged with his sword in his arms, witnessed the scuffle between young warriors, and couldn't help but let out a faint sigh.

Then, his eyes seemed to travel through 300 years, and he saw the scene of heroes fighting for battle and countless talented warriors falling 300 years ago, so he couldn't help closing his eyes slightly.

"The era when heroes are born in large numbers means endless wars. I really don't know if our Kunlun faction can continue to stand."

The old man murmured in a low voice just now, when he suddenly raised his head, his eyes seemed to be able to pass through the void, and cast his eyes on a figure in white who was holding a sword.

"After 300 years, he is still here."

The old man who didn't have the slightest aura fluctuations on his body suddenly increased his aura, and his figure was already standing on the void in a flash.

At the same time, many Kunlun faction powerhouses who were maintaining order also rushed in the direction of the old man as if they had sensed it.

"Meet the ancestors!"

The well-known strong man in the mortal state came to this old man with white beard and hair, and his face, which was originally calm, suddenly became agitated.

Several high-ranking and powerful shattering powerhouses were unable to control their emotions, and there were faint tears in their eyes.

This old man with white beard and hair is none other than the founder of the Kunlun School.

The founder of the Kunlun School was the first group of people who became enlightened and were of the same generation as Haotian. With great achievements, he single-handedly created the super sect Kunlun School and made it stand for more than a thousand years.

Even after the catastrophe 300 years ago, the Kunlun Sect is still passed down as a super sect to this day.

Compared with the once brilliant Wanjianzong and Huashan School, the Kunlun School's continued strength is inseparable from the founder of the Kunlun School.

However, since the end of the great war 300 years ago, the ancestor of the Kunlun School has lived in seclusion on the top of Kunlun, where sword energy is everywhere, and even the most powerful elders in the sect find it difficult to set foot there.

In the past 300 years, the ancestors of the Kunlun School have rarely appeared in person. Many of the powerful people who were later promoted to metamorphosis have never even seen the face of the ancestors of the Kunlun School, but only seen the portraits of each other.

However, as long as the founder of the Kunlun Sect is still alive, the Kunlun Sect can become a super sect that will never fall down.

Now that the long-lost ancestor of the Kunlun Sect finally came out, how could these elders of the Kunlun Sect not be excited?
Looking at the few twenty or so transformed warriors around him, the founder of the Kunlun School felt inexplicably sad.

Back then, how powerful the Kunlun School was?
But today's Kunlun faction, apart from him, a peerless powerhouse, is in charge, and the powerhouses in the sect are not even comparable to some first-class sects.

"These years, it's been hard for you."

The founder of the Kunlun School sighed, then cast his eyes into the distance, and said solemnly to the many succumbs: "A powerful enemy is coming, and it is a matter of Kunlun's life and death. You wait and go down to prepare."

"Take some young talents to leave first, in case of accidents."

Hearing the words of the patriarch suddenly, all the transformation experts of the Kunlun School were shocked.

In their view, the Kunlun faction, which has peerless powerhouses in command, is definitely considered a colossus even if it is not as good as before.

Looking at the entire Kyushu continent, there are very few forces that can threaten the Kunlun faction.

"Patriarch, what kind of powerful enemy is it?"

The suzerain of the Kunlun faction worked hard to calm down the turbulent mood, with surprise and a little worry in his tone.

Others may not know it, but the suzerain of the Kunlun sect knows very well that his patriarch suffered a serious injury 300 years ago, and even after 300 years of cultivation, his strength still has not returned to its peak.

Perhaps, the strength of the ancestor of the Kunlun School will never be able to return to its peak.

It is precisely for this reason that the founder of the Kunlun School has practiced behind closed doors for so many years, and has never shown up.

If the invading enemy is really a peak and peerless powerhouse, then it will definitely be a huge disaster for the Kunlun faction.

"It's still the same person back then."

After the Kunlun Sect patriarch left these words, his figure disappeared immediately, leaving only the horrified Kunlun Sect suzerain and many doubtful elders.

"Three hundred years have passed, is that person still unwilling to give up?"

The suzerain of the Kunlun School's face was ashen, which was also mixed with deep worry.

"metropolitan……"

When the elders were about to ask what was going on, they suddenly felt chills all over their bodies, and the strong sense of crisis almost swallowed their entire bodies.

Not only the elders of the Kunlun Sect who were in the metamorphosis state, but even the strong men who were invited to participate in the martial arts conference, as well as the many geniuses who were fighting in the melee, also felt the peerless sword intent.

Huan Chang and the others tacitly stopped the melee, and all stared into the distance with solemn expressions.

"Chirp!"

Suddenly, a flash of sword light illuminated the sky.

This sword light is so bright that even the brilliance of the sun pales in comparison.

The sword light was mighty and piercing, and all the warriors in the Kunlun Sect felt the breath of death.

"The sword energy spans thirty thousand miles, and a cold light shines on Kyushu."

At this moment, this slightly exaggerated poem flashed in everyone's minds, and the warriors couldn't help pumping up their true energy.

Because the sword light was obviously slashing towards Kunlun indiscriminately, if no one shot to stop it, many people would probably die on the spot.

(End of this chapter)