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"Oh, Wanjian Jianzong's protective array? It looks interesting, but I don't know how many times it can block my sword."

The ancestor of the Ye family looked at the tornado-like sword energy and smiled lightly.

After finishing speaking, he cut out a sword energy without saying a word.

I saw the majestic sword energy intertwined in the void, and in an instant it turned into a silver-white dragon, roaring, and swooped down towards the sword array.

"Roar!!"

Sword energy and sword formation, frontal impact.

The entire Myriad Swords Sect was shocked.

But then.

In the depths of Jianzong.

A sword intent surged out, forming a white shadow.

The opponent's sword pointed, and he slashed out with a sword.

The head of the silver-white giant dragon was cut off abruptly, and then dissipated as sword energy, and the man came from the sky and stood outside the mountain gate.

There is a kind of momentum that one man is in charge, and ten thousand men can't open it!
Seeing this, the ancestor of the Ye family focused his gaze: "This is the Unknown Sword Master?!"

"Yes, Patriarch, this person is Wuming Sword Master. It seems that it is a sword intent left in the sword formation by him, and a sword energy has such strength. The original middle environment."

An elder next to the ancestor of the Ye family said.

"Hmph, this sword intent is only able to exert such strength with the help of the sword array. If the old man wants to destroy him, he can't use three swords!"

The ancestor of the Ye family snorted softly.

Don't listen to others bragging about your unspoken power.

He was slightly dissatisfied with the elder.

Then he took a step forward, and his figure fell like a meteor from the sky, falling towards Ming Buyan, and then he slashed out with a shocking sword.

He clearly said that he would not dodge or dodge, and the sword pointed, the all-encompassing sword intent combined with the many sword qi in the sword array, and struck towards the ancestor of the Ye family.

boom!
After one hit.

Both sides retreated in shock.

The patriarch of the Ye family struck again, using a more subtle and powerful sword technique.

"Sword, Lei Huotian!"

Thunder, lightning, and flames intertwined on the blade, and then spread, turning into an endless sea of ​​flames, and within it, there was even the sound of thunder.

Ming did not say that the sword pointed condensed, "The sun of the doomsday."

A sword from the scorching sun is extremely domineering.

Tore through the flames and blasted towards the ancestor of the Ye family.

The opponent held the sword to block, and took a few steps back, his face slightly ugly.

But is a sword intent so difficult?

I saw his five fingers pointing upside down in the void.

Unexpectedly, all the swords came out!

"Alchemist!"

"Sky Lightning Strike!"

There is scorching heat in the palm, which is powerful enough to make gold and boil the sea, and it slams on the hilt of the sword, converging with the thunder wrapped around the sword body.

A beam of thunder and fire light was formed, and it struck Ming Buyan straightly.

In the sea of ​​flames just now, the power was scattered.

But now, the power of flames and thunder and lightning is concentrated in this beam of light, and it is clear that the sword is pointed, "A sword of chaos!"

Another extreme conflict.

Both sides retreated in shock.

But Ming Buyan stood in the air, his breath was sharp and did not dissipate.

The face of the ancestor of the Ye family was so gloomy that it almost dripped water.

I said that the three swords can solve the opponent.

But now that the three swords have passed, the opponent's sword intent is still good.

It's like slapping yourself in the face!
How could he bear this?
"Everyone, break the sword array!"

The ancestor of the Ye family snorted coldly.

He didn't care about face anymore, and asked the twenty masters behind him to attack together.

Immediately.

All kinds of sword energy surged out and hit the sword array.

But when Ming Buyan wanted to stop him, he was blocked by the ancestor of the Ye family.

"Hmph, with your sword intent, it's hard to stop me, let alone stop other people, just stay here and watch how the Ten Thousand Swords Sect is destroyed!"

The ancestor of the Ye family snorted softly.

Ming Buyan glanced at him, with killing intent in his eyes.

Not much to say.

The two sides fought together again.

And just when the members of the Ye family stormed the sword array.

Not far away, a warship came from the sky, and from above, there was a burst of breath, and the light of the palm was strong, and it rushed towards the Ye family.

but it is……

The Zhang family is here.

One of the leaders is even the Zhang family's pride!
"Zhang Ao, does your Zhang family want to be an enemy of my Ye family?"

An elder of the Ye family said with a serious face.

Zhang Ao smiled slightly, "We are allies with Wanjian Shenzong, how can I sit idly by when you attack my allies of the Zhang family?"

"Haha, that's right. I, the Murong family, also look down on your Ye family's style of conduct. My Tianjiao skills are not as good as others, and I was killed by someone. You have the nerve to attack other people's sect's resident while the sword master is not around. Why don’t you go to the Sword Realm to find the Unknown Sword Master?”

A big laugh sounded slowly.

I saw one after another figure soaring into the sky.

But it is the head of the Murong family and dozens of masters of the Murong family.

The Zhang family and the Murong family gathered together.

Standing on the same front with Wanjian Shenzong, the sword cultivators of Jianzong felt relieved, and at the same time they were also very surprised that the two long-lived families helped Jianzong.

But then they couldn't help but sigh.

"This is all thanks to the Unknown Sword Master."

"The Zhang family and the Murong family are allies. They are not allies with our Sword Sect, but they still come to help us, it must be because of Wuming Sword Master."

"Tsk tsk, Sword Master is big because of face."

The crowd sighed.

They also flew out of the sword formation one after another.

With the two monks, they faced the Ye family members.

The ancestor of the Ye family looked a little ugly, and a sword formation was quite tricky.

Now add people from two great families...

Now, if he insists on going to war, let alone annihilating Jianzong, he doesn't know whether the twenty monks he brought can go back alive.

But leaving like this, the Ye family's face will definitely be damaged.

He couldn't swallow it either.

"Damn it, that Wuming Sword Master actually has such a big face!"

Just when he was in a dilemma.

A figure suddenly came.

The other party was dressed in a black robe, exuding waves of strong fluctuations of the Heavenly Dao, and he was clearly a Heavenly King in the Temple of Heavenly Dao.

Behind him, there are dozens of monks from the Temple of Heaven.

"I am following the order of the palace master to come to help the Ye family."

The headed king in black said lightly.

The aura emanating from the body is not weaker than that of the original middle realm.

Zhang Ao, Patriarch Murong was a little jealous.

"I didn't expect people from the Temple of Heaven to get involved in this matter."

"Is the Ye family allied with the Temple of Heaven?"

And the ancestor of the Ye family couldn't help laughing when he saw the people in the Temple of Heaven.

"Haha, the Lord of the Heavenly Dao Palace really has a heart. When the Wanjian Shenzong is solved, I will definitely pay a visit in person to express my gratitude."

The ancestor of the Ye family laughed loudly.

Then, sword intent surged out of his body, and he was about to fight again.

But this time.

In the void, there was a sound of rushing water.

A yellow river appeared majestically.

Everyone was surprised.

"This is Wang Chuan!"

"Wang Chuan just appeared a few years ago, but I didn't expect it to appear again so soon. It's becoming more and more frequent."

After everyone was surprised, they didn't pay much attention to it.

The appearance of Wang Chuan had nothing to do with their battle.

But at this time, someone noticed that a figure rushed out from the Wangchuan River, and then flew towards the direction of Wanjian Shenzong.

A strong sword intent surged from the opponent.

"If you want to move my Wanjian Shenzong, have you asked me?!"

The visitor gave a cold shout, and the surging sword intent shook the void.

Everyone in Jianzong was extremely excited when they saw the person coming.

"It's Sword Master Wuchen!"

"Sword Master Wuchen has returned from the Wangchuan River."

"Not only that, but his aura has become much stronger than before. It seems that there is a lot of opportunity in the Wangchuan River."

"Tsk tsk, to be able to find an opportunity in the Wangchuan River and come back, I can only say that I am worthy of Sword Master Wuchen. With him, I am more confident in this battle."

The person who came was none other than Sword Master Wuchen who went to Wangchuan to look for opportunities.

His return surprised everyone.

After all, since ancient times, there have been very few people who have gone to Wangchuan and returned.

"This breath... the middle of the origin!"

"This guy is so lucky. He went to Wangchuan. Not only did he not die, but he was promoted to the middle of the origin." The ancestor of the Ye family was a little bit aggrieved.

Rising Sun Sword Master, Wuchen Sword Master, Nameless Sword Master...

In this way, the Myriad Swords Sect already has three original middle realms.

Adding to the prestige of the King of Artifact Refining...

Unknowingly, the background of Wanjian Shenzong is already stronger than that of the Ye family. Thinking of harmony, the ancestor of the Ye family is angry and anxious.

However, with the return of Sword Master Wuchen and the help of the Zhang family and the Murong family, it is even more difficult for them to attack the Wanjian Shenzong now.

Even with the help of the Heavenly King of the Temple of Heaven.

The black-clothed heavenly king thought for a while, and then transmitted his spiritual thoughts: "The ancestor of the Ye family, the situation is unfavorable, and he hastily started a war. I am afraid that the consequences will be disastrous. It is better to retreat first, and then find an opportunity to deal with the Wanjian Shenzong."

Having said that, it was obvious that he was about to quit.

Even if the ancestor of the Ye family wanted to persevere, he had no choice.

I could only take a deep breath helplessly, "Okay, back!"

"Wanjian Shenzong, Ye Yu's matter, we won't forget it like this, and in time, we must let you pay back!!"

The ancestor of the Ye family said coldly, and then led the people away.

Sword Master Wuchen looked at their leaving backs, and did not chase after them. His eyes flickered, "Heavenly Dao Palace, Ye Family, hmph...I didn't expect these two forces to secretly unite without anyone knowing."

"However, the Ten Thousand Swords Sect is now allied with the Zhang Family and the Heavenly Artifact Sect, and also has a good relationship with the Murong Family, so I'm not afraid."

He looked at Zhang Ao, Patriarch Murong, Murong Tianhong and the others, smiled and greeted them, welcomed them into the sect, and expressed his thanks.

And everyone was also very interested in what happened to Sword Master Wuchen in the River of Forgetfulness.

So we entered into a conversation.

the other side.

Within the sword world.

To be clear, the two of Jian Wuxin traveled day and night, and they were gradually approaching the Burial Sword Valley, and according to what Jian Wuxin said, there was an enchantment outside the Burial Sword Valley, and it was difficult to even get close to it if they wanted to enter it.

Fortunately, after such a long time, the power of this enchantment has been consumed almost, leaving only an illusion barrier.

For Jian Wuxin, it was not a problem.

When the two came to an uninhabited valley, they saw Jian Wuxin holding a mysterious formula in his hand, and shot out a sword energy, which landed on the valley.

humming sound.

There are layers of ripples in the void of the valley.

Like a bubble bursting, the original appearance of the valley disappeared, and it was confirmed that instead, it was a valley buried with countless sword weapons.

sword.

Countless swords are inserted on the ground or on the mountain walls on both sides.

Every sword is already stained with rust.

Even if it is the fairy sword of the past, it can't see the slightest brilliance at this moment.

It's no different from a piece of scrap iron.

But Ming Buyan looked at these swords, but his eyes were fiery.

These sword weapons are all left by the ancestors of the sword clan, and the sword experience contained in them is a huge wealth for him!
"Unknown Sword Master, let's go."

Jian Wuxin said.

Ming Buyan nodded slightly, and did not devour these swords immediately.

Follow Jian Wuxin into the Burial Sword Valley.

In the depths of Burial Sword Valley.

There is a pond whose bottom is covered with a layer of swords.

This is exactly Jianchi.

It is a very important inheritance place of the sword clan. People of the sword clan can enter the sword pool, wash the scriptures and cut the marrow with sword energy, improve the root bones, and cultivate.

Seeing the sword pool, Jian Wuxin's eyes lit up, "That's great, I didn't expect that after so many years, this sword pool is still there!"

He leaned forward and put his hand into the water, strands of sword energy immediately wrapped around his arm, cut open the skin, and penetrated into the flesh and bones.

Jian Wuxin felt it for a while, "There is not much power left in this sword pool, it is only enough for one baptism, if it is a few years later, I am afraid there will be no chance."

He is thankful.

Ming Buyan said from the side: "You enter the sword pond, and I will protect the law for you."

"Thank you Sword Master."

"You're welcome."

Ming Buyan smiled slightly.

I want to devour the sword weapon here while the other party is being baptized.

Jian Wuxin jumped into the sword pool.

The sword qi rushed towards him immediately, cutting open his skin, invading his flesh and bones, and began to wash his scriptures and cut his marrow.

This process is very painful.

Jian Wuxin frowned, and silently endured.

Ming Buyan came to the Burial Sword Valley, looked at the swords all over the place, licked his lips, and smiled slightly, "You all belong to me!"

With a thought in his mind, the Dafa of eating swords and casting bones broke out.

Crazy and greedy sword energy surged out, enveloping and devouring the surrounding sword weapons one by one, and the sword sense of the ancestors of the sword clan kept reappearing in his mind.

At this moment, the original power of swordsmanship that filled the cave began to escape, gradually transforming the unspoken muscles, bones and flesh.

It is different from Jian Qi washing the sutras and cutting the marrow.

This is Yuanyuan's transformation of the physical body!
It is a crucial step on the road to sanctification!
…………

far away.

Rising Sun Sword Master and others are traveling in the sword world.

Hearing that Buyan had killed the Lord of Heavenly Sword, he couldn't help but be delighted.

"Haha, that day the Lord of Swords took away our Sword Sect's Heavenly Sword, and now he is dying in the hands of Wuming Sword Master, it's retribution for retribution."

"Hmph, the ancestor of the Ye family broke my arm in the past, and now the Wuming Sword Venerable beheaded the Lord of the Heavenly Sword, so he was angry for me."

"The ancestor of the Ye family must have gone mad with anger now."

Just as the sword cultivators of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect were chatting and laughing.

An unparalleled terror swept over.

Not far from them, a blood-colored figure slowly approached.

That is the bloody ghost in the rumors of the sword world!
Or, Xuanming Sword Spirit.

When meeting with Sword Master Rising Sun and others, a chilling killing intent erupted from the other party.

Even the Rising Sun Sword Master in the middle of the origin couldn't help his scalp numb at this moment, and the hand holding the sword couldn't help trembling slightly.

"This time, I'm afraid it's a narrow escape..." Sword Master Rising Sun swallowed his saliva, suppressing the trembling in his heart, and slowly pulled out the red lotus fire.

(End of this chapter)