Sword Demon Shinto

Chapter 329: Above the Heavenly Sword
The eight sects will hold martial arts every hundred years, and the hosts of each session will be rotated by the eight sects, and this session is the Qingtian Pavilion.

Above the sky, a huge sword stands in the sky, piercing one side horizontally, with a terrifying pressure, restricting one side of the world.

"Heavenly Sword has arrived!"

The leading young man said, Lin Xuan looked over and his expression became concentrated. This is the Heavenly Sword, the treasure of the Heavenly Sword Sect.

"Who is coming?" A faint voice sounded, it was a young man with a sword in his hand, standing in the air, looking at them.

"Sky Sword Sect, Guo Cheng."

"Sky Sword Sect, Ling Yu."

"Sky Sword Sect, Fan Yuan."

The three of them spoke in succession, and in the end only Lin Xuan was left. With a smile on his face, Lin Xuan slightly arched his hands towards the man, and said, "Sky Sword Sect, Shen Ye."

"Shen Ye?" The man frowned, as if thinking of something, and then looked at Lin Xuan.

"You are Shen Ye?"

"Ah."

"Okay, you guys come with me, Shangtianjian, Shen Ye, Elder Wen He has something to ask you, you go."

"En." Lin Xuan nodded, his eyes flickered. Elder Wen He, he had heard Shen Ye mention that an elder of the inner sect of the Heavenly Sword Sect, the realm of the king, had great power in the Heavenly Sword Sect.

He has a close relationship with Shen Ye's former master, and his master is not weak. Although he has not reached the realm of the king, he is still at the peak of the heart sea realm, but he has fallen to protect him.

In that battle, Shen Ye's master died, Shen Heng was seriously injured, Shen Ye's head was shaken, and he became unconscious, and the instigator of everything was suddenly a king.

The Heavenly Sword spans thousands of meters across one side. Under the leadership of the people in front, the four of Lin Xuan walked up. There were already a lot of people scattered on the Heavenly Sword. At the front, four people stood, Three people were behind and one person was in front. A faint coercion emanated from them.

These four people are the ones who wield the Heavenly Sword, an emperor, three kings, and a terrifying lineup, almost crushing any forces other than the Eight Sects. This is just the tip of the iceberg of the Heavenly Sword Sect.

The eight sects of Xuanyu have a history of thousands or even tens of thousands of years, and their backgrounds are so deep that it is unimaginable!
"Chen Ye, let's go, Elder Wenhe is waiting for you." The person leading the way said, Lin Xuan nodded and walked towards the front of Tianjian.

"Three elders, Supreme Elder, Shen Ye is here." The young man who led the way bowed, and then retreated, leaving only Lin Xuan, who also bowed towards the three of them.

"Chen Ye, I have met the three elders, the Supreme Elder!"

"Shen Ye." An elder looked over, his gaze was like a torch, and Lin Xuan's expression froze.

"Yes."

"Are you Qin Hao's apprentice?"

"Ah."

"Why did Qin Hao die?"

"Eight years ago, a king attacked. Master died to save me. My father was seriously injured, and I was also beaten... stupid." Lin Xuan said slowly, half truth and half false, with a look of sadness on his face .

"Stupid?" Lin Xuan's body trembled and he nodded to an elder whose eyes were like lightning.

"It's been eight years. I've been living in a daze. God has blessed me with a day of recovery. I must find out the real culprit and avenge my master. The three elders, the Supreme Elder, hope to help Shen Ye!"

With a sad face, Lin Xuan suddenly knelt down, with tears brewing in his eyes, those who saw it were shocked, and those who smelled it were heartbroken.

"How do you want us to help?" A voice came, and the atmosphere suddenly fell silent. Lin Xuan looked over and saw that it was the Supreme Elder. Looking at Lin Xuan, a gleam of shock flashed in his eyes, and Lin Xuan was startled.

"If I find out the real culprit, I hope the Supreme Elder will not take sides, and must kill the culprit, so as to comfort my master's spirit in heaven!"

Lin Xuan said in a concentrated voice, with a hint of hatred overflowing in his eyes, the Supreme Elder frowned, and was about to speak, but a person spoke before him, an old man with a white beard.

"Since the matter has passed, don't mention it again. Your master died, and we are equally sad. The matter has passed for eight years. People who are alive want to live better. Forget about it."

"Why should I forget that the hatred of killing a master is irreconcilable. One day, I will find out the real culprit and kill him with my own hands!" Lin Xuan retorted, even when facing a king, his expression was still firm.

"Shen Ye, alas." The old man sighed and stopped talking. He is Elder Wen He, and he can be regarded as Lin Xuan's current backing.

"Shen Ye." The Supreme Elder said suddenly, Lin Xuan looked over, his eyes were constantly enlarged, like a black hole, trying to swallow his mind, Lin Xuan's expression was suffocated, and his eyes lost their expression.

"Your name is Shen Ye?"

"Yes."

"Why did your master die?"

"Assassinated by surprise attack."

"Why did you participate in the Eight Schools of Martial Arts?"

"To win the championship, to avenge the master."

Win the first prize?The four of them were all taken aback, looking at Lin Xuan, their eyes narrowed slightly, an ordinary disciple actually wanted to win the first prize, it's really a newborn calf who is not afraid of tigers, it's fantastic.

"Wake up." The Supreme Elder looked away, and with a wave of his hand, Lin Xuan's sluggish expression "recovered" again, with a confused look, several people looked at him and shook their heads.

"Liantian Bajing, the cultivation base is too low. If you want to win the championship, there is no possibility. Young people should have ambitions, but they should not be too confident. Too confident is arrogant."

"Shen Ye, I hope you can think about it. As for your master's hatred, we will help you. Don't think too much about it. You can step back first."

The three elders said, Lin Xuan still looked confused, touched his head, a little confused, and left.

As soon as he left, the confusion on Lin Xuan's face disappeared, and was replaced by a faint smile. The art of soul-stirring is really ridiculous, even if he is an emperor, so what, he is a cultivator of mind, and he has Fengtian Temple to protect God Knowledge, how could it be possible to fall into his tricks, the emperor, that's all.

At the front of Tianjian, the three elders bowed to the Supreme Elder at the front, a little dignified.

"From this point of view, this Shen Ye should not be an undercover agent, but a young man with vigor who actually wants to win the Eight Schools of Martial Arts. Although it is unlikely, it is very rare to have such a heart."

"He's an interesting kid. I even want to take him in as an apprentice. Haha, it suits my taste."

"You pull it down, just like you, don't misunderstand the disciple, this disciple has the root of wisdom, it's better to let it develop."

The three elders were discussing, but there was a hint of doubt in the eyes of the Supreme Elder. Everything was going smoothly, but he always felt that something was wrong. What is it?
Shen Ye is just a disciple of the Eighth Realm, it is impossible for him to make a mistake in his conjuring technique, and there is nothing wrong with what he said. He has been stupid for eight years, and once he recovers, an ordinary disciple will not cause any harm to him. What an impact.

(End of this chapter)