Proud Sword Emperor

Chapter 325 Seven Swords
"genius."

Everyone looked at the four generals who were knocked down by Xu Chen one after another, and then looked at Xu Chen's back to everyone, these two words came to mind.

He only has a cultivation base of immortal rank...

"Is the sword technique he used just now the Nine Revolutions Heavenly Dao sword technique?"

"Nine-turn Tiandao sword?! Top ten top-level swordsmanship?"

"It seems to be true. The ten top-level divine swordsmanship is only mastered by some imperial clans, so his identity..."

Everyone was silent again, guessing what happened.

"It must be a descendant of the imperial family."

"The Immortal Rank can have this kind of power, and the one who cultivated it must be the Emperor's Classic, but I am not sure which clan he is from."

The crowd became more dignified, and when they looked at Xu Chen again, they couldn't help being less contemptuous, and less condescending remarks. The descendants of a rich family, with a deep background, are not something ordinary people can offend.

in the field.

There were fourteen gatekeepers left, their faces changed for a moment, and then they sneered: "No matter what clan you are, this is the Heavenly Dao Temple, and no one is allowed to act wildly, boy, we will not let you break through!"

Xu Chen glanced at them calmly, and shot suddenly at the next moment.

"One click of the Hongmeng bell, and the rustle rises."

The long sword sings softly, and the sword song with Daoyun seems to come from the sky.

The sky and the earth changed at this moment, there was a mountain of Qingtian sword erected from the ground, suddenly raised, pierced the sky from bottom to top, and stabbed 14 people!

"This is!"

Everyone was shocked.

boom!
Jianshan collided with the fourteen generals, directly blocking their movements, forcing them to jump into the air one after another, fighting with Jianshan, and the swords were fired together, quickly breaking the crisis.

"Two clasps of the Hongmeng bell, the majesty will shock the heavenly palace!"

The second sword song came out immediately, not giving the passers-by a chance to attack, and launched an attack first.

The dark golden torrent descended from the sky, as if it was a nine-day torrent, and it seemed like an endless mighty aura, just like that, descending from the sky, sweeping across the world in a mighty way.

During the impact, this torrent changed, as if it became a mighty sword energy composed of endless sky blue sword lights.

Endless, the sword energy is astonishing.

The next moment, the mighty sword energy submerged the 14 people, and there was a fierce collision sound.

"Another top ten top-level swordsmanship!"

"This is the grandmeng sword song formula! The top-level divine sword technique created by Emperor Qing back then!"

Someone in the crowd shouted, recognizing this sword technique.

"What do you mean? Is this kid a descendant of Emperor Qing?"

"This is a big event. It is rumored that Emperor Qing is an enemy of the world. Once his successor appears, I am afraid that all the powerful people in the God Realm will attack him!"

The audience instantly boiled hotly, and everyone looked at Xu Chen in surprise.

"I'm not sure, although the Hongmeng Sword Song Jue was created by Qingdi, Qingdi had exchanged skills with many powerful people back then. His set of swordsmanship is owned by many forces, and we also have it in Tiandaoyuan, just like the nine-turn Tiandao sword Fa Nai was created by the ancient demon emperor of the previous generation, and all major forces in the world have it."

"This is..."

"Then what race does this kid belong to!"

"If you want to determine which clan he is, you must judge from the fundamental skill he cultivated, which is the Emperor's Sutra. Everything else may be wrong, but the natal Emperor's Sutra cannot be wrong."

"good."

The crowd once again looked at Xu Chen with fiery eyes, wanting to see Xu Chen's origin.

But the battle in the arena is still in full swing.

The 14 people teamed up and quickly broke through Xu Chen's sword moves, ready to rush to attack, but relying on the top ten top swordsmanship, Xu Chen mastered the fighting rhythm, one move after another, layer upon layer, Xu Chen gradually gained the upper hand.

"Turn the Hongmeng bell three times, and Qinglian breaks the cage."

The huge green lotus appeared in the world, shining brightly, surrounded by thick fog, and there was a chaotic blue light hanging upside down all night, like the edge of a sword, cutting everything with the expansion of the green lotus.

The 14 people were forced to disperse by Qinglian, distributed around, and kept attacking.

at the same time.

"Four times buckle the Hongmeng bell, the unjust buried Kongtong."

The water of Jiuyou seems to be gushing out from the ground and flowing in the world. On the surface of the Taotao water, there is a phantom shadow of the ancient Kongtong Mountain. The fallen Taoist soil suppresses evil spirits from all directions and evil spirits in the world.

With unfathomable power, the shadow of Kongtong Mountain fell from the sky, covering fourteen passers-by.

"boom!"

They worked together to destroy the Qinglian sword intent of the third sword, and rushed to resist the Kongtong shadow in the sky.

In a touch, someone fell, and was finally suppressed by the blood, unable to persist, and lost one person.

"Five buckles of the Hongmeng bell..."

The fifth sword comes out.

The fourteen passers-by showed shock and quickly resisted, becoming more and more passive.

Swish!
Again three people fell from the sky.

"Six buttons of the Hongmeng bell..."

Xu Chen's sixth sword came out.

earn!
There was sword energy rolling like a surging river, coming from all directions, like the water of the Nine Heavens Milky Way, vast and unstoppable, and immediately four people were washed by the sword energy and fell down.

"Seven buckles the Hongmeng bell, ten thousand years howling the dragon."

The seventh sword comes out.

There was a chaotic sound of horseshoes, the sky and the earth were in turmoil, and it seemed that there were thousands of horses galloping in the void, coming along the long river of time.

This is an irresistible force, with the power of time, ten thousand horses pass by, ten thousand years pass away, everything is barren, it cannot be resisted, and three more people fall in an instant.

"Om."

Xu Chen's sword moves stopped, and sweat emerged on his forehead. Hongmeng Sword Song Jue, he could only reach this point with all his strength. The exhaustion was so huge that he couldn't calm down for a long time.

But the power of this sword is also amazing.

There were 14 people before, but after this set of sword skills was cleaned up, there were only three opponents left.

"As expected of the top ten top-level sword arts!"

The faces of the remaining three people were ugly. They were all in the realm of god generals, and the people who were knocked down were all extremely high-ranking people. They joined forces to fight, but they were defeated by a set of swordsmanship.

Unwillingness and helplessness filled my heart.

Top-level divine swordsmanship can only be mastered by the central figures of the major forces. It is something ordinary people dream of, and they don't have it.

"This is really a bit unfair."

The onlookers felt this emotion. It is enough for ordinary people to get a rare god-level exercise, and the peerless exercise is the end of their dreams. As for the top-level exercise, ordinary people can't even dream of it.

Xu Chen is now equivalent to using top-level skills to bully people.

"What's unfair. If you were given a set of top-level divine sword techniques, you wouldn't be able to defeat so many god generals at the immortal level. His talent is superb. Without such talent, he wouldn't be worthy of this set of sword techniques. "

"Yes, the struggle within the Imperial Clan is also very fierce. It is not easy to get the inheritance of top-level swordsmanship. To become the central disciple of the Imperial Clan, he must be a leader who has gone through hardships. His talent is extremely high. , and it's astonishingly high."

The old deacons of the eighth and ninth rings came out, fixed their eyes on Xu Chen, and shook their heads: "With a cultivation base of the immortal rank, one can use seven moves of top-level divine swordsmanship. What kind of talent must this be? It's unfathomable."

The people around couldn't help being slightly stunned: "It's difficult to use top-level swordsmanship?"

"Of course it is difficult. Consumption is one aspect. The most important thing is that the conditions for comprehension are harsh and the requirements for personal talent are extremely high."

(End of this chapter)