I Have Countless Swords

Zhou Xuanji stared blankly at Shangguan Jiusu.

It's a little scary for him to look at people like a baby.

Shangguan Jiusu drew his sword, took three steps back, swallowed his saliva, and asked cautiously, "What kind of evildoer are you...?"

He secretly regretted it.

You can't just pick people up.

If the demon boy had attacked him last night...

He shuddered, the more he thought about it, the more frightened he became.

"I am your chance."

Zhou Xuanji calmly said, this son is poor, but being able to take him in shows that he is kind-hearted.

He is willing to help this son, for him, it is very easy.

Before he became emperor, he could not return to Qiongluo, so as not to cause trouble to Qiongluo.

If Yan Lingzun wanted to slaughter the human race, he had to find a new protagonist in the world.

"Chance?"

Shangguan Jiusu was stunned, his nervousness and fear subsided instantly.

He is so eager to become stronger!

At the beginning, when he was in high spirits, how could anyone dare not to give him face, and his beauty was also a little bird in front of him.

now……

The more he thought about it, the more indignant he became. He gritted his teeth and said, "What do I need to pay?"

He has seen many stories of demons bewitching people, helping people become stronger, but also taking away things like humanity.

"It's simple."

Zhou Xuanji said, letting Shangguan Jiusu's heart rise to his throat.

"Call me grandpa three times."

Shangguan Jiusu broke out in cold sweat on his forehead and trembled all over.

and many more!

What?

He widened his eyes and looked astonished, suspecting that he had heard it wrong.

Zhou Xuanji showed a mysterious smile and said, "Do you practice swords?"

Shangguan Jiusu returned to God's Er, and he said indignantly: "I aim at the Sword Emperor, and naturally practice the sword, but unfortunately the Sword Emperor has died. If I can become stronger, I must avenge the Sword Emperor."

Even if he was killed, he would never have thought that the demon boy in front of him was Zhou Xuanji.

Zhou Xuanji's death was witnessed by the whole world.

Zhou Xuanji snorted coldly, "What is the Sword Emperor, he's not dead!"

Shangguan Jiusu was furious and said solemnly: "The Sword Emperor died without humiliation. He fought so many ancestors and can be ranked at the top of history. What do you know!"

The Sword Emperor is his belief, and no one can insult him.

Zhou Xuanji smiled, feeling proud.

But in Shangguan Jiusu's eyes, it was ridicule.

He dared not speak.

...

The sky falls.

The entire Emperor Sword Court fell into grief.

At the top of the mountain at this moment, Jiang Xue, Zhou Xiaoxuan, Xiao Jinghong and others were pleasantly surprised.

"Is this true? The master isn't dead yet?"

Demon Emperor Chongming asked excitedly, the beef all over his body trembled.

Xian Xianghua nodded and said, "Do you remember the black light before his death? This matter cannot be spread out, otherwise the consequences will be unimaginable."

Everyone immediately nodded excitedly.

Jiang Xue and Zhou Xiaoxuan hugged each other, and the mother and daughter cried with joy.

Xian Xianghua raised her eyebrows and said, "Do you understand the power of this technique?"

Zhou Xiaoxuan nodded and said excitedly, "I want to learn!"

The little black snake followed and shouted, "This old man also..."

Before it could finish speaking, it was kicked away by Zhou Xiaoxuan.

"Even the disciples of Emperor Sword Court are not allowed to tell this matter. You should appease them first. In troubled times, unity is very important."

Xian Xianghua said again that Zhou Xuanji was away, and she must protect his country.

Jiang Xue nodded and said, "The disciples will not leave, they are all full of anger."

She was proud to say this.

So are others.

Emperor Sword Court disciples have steel bones!

...

Half a year has passed in a hurry.

The fall of Zhou Xuanji made the human race usher in a dark period, and all dynasties lost control. The dynasties could only control their own territory.

The Ba Han Dynasty, in a small town.

The corners of Shangguan Jiusu's mouth twitched as he looked at the child practicing swordsmanship in front of him.

Half a year later, Zhou Xuanji looked like he was two or three years old, holding the broken chapter sword in his hand.

Since Zhou Xuanji moved in, Shangguan Jiusu could only sleep on straw mats in the courtyard.

Zhou Xuanji played a set of colorful swords in the falling rain, retracted the sword, and asked, "Have you learned it?"

Shangguan Jiusu said ashamedly, "I only remember half of it."

half?

Zhou Xuanji was a little surprised. He had only practiced it once, and this fellow had memorized half of it. This was a ground-grade swordsmanship.

It seems that this kid's talent is really good.

He practiced again, and then let Shangguan Jiusu practice the sword by himself.

Since following Zhou Xuanji, Shangguan Jiusu has not gone to the lecture hall again.

It's not that he doesn't want to, but the lecture hall has long disliked him and kicked him at the right opportunity.

The woman in the red dress never came again.

For this matter, Shangguan Jiusu was sad for a long time and often cried late at night. He did not dare to go to the mansion of the woman in red dress to find her because he had no face.

He is no longer the genius he used to be.

"Practice your sword well, and when I'm satisfied, I'll help you heal your dantian."

Zhou Xuanji dropped these words and went back to the house.

After rebirth, his cultivation will recover quickly, but he still works hard to speed up the process.

next time.

Zhou Xuanji still grew up at the age of seventy-four.

His height increased at a speed visible to the naked eye, even Shangguan Jiusu, who was with him day and night, could feel it.

He felt that Zhou Xuanji would grow taller every day.

Half a year later, he looks the same as six or seven years old.

At the same time, the Eastern Han Dynasty was slaughtered by the Heavenly Dao army, and the blood flowed into a river, alarming the Northern Wilderness.

In the face of Yan Lingzun's brutality, the human race has no choice.

Zhou Xuanji could only hold back.

Another year passed.

Zhou Xuanji was seventy-six years old and looked like twelve years old.

In Shangguan Jiusu's eyes, he is a monster.

The Great Shang Dynasty was destroyed, leaving only five of the seven great dynasties.

In the third year of his rebirth, Zhou Xuanji grew up.

Shangguan Jiusu has been cured of his dantian by the Holy Light Redemption Sword, and he has also practiced the Falling Rain Colorful Sword to its zenith.

It was late at night.

Zhou Xuanji came to the courtyard, not far away, Shangguan Jiusu was still practicing on the straw mat.

"call……"

Zhou Xuanji took a deep breath, looked up at the night sky, and poured mana into his right arm.

He has returned to the cultivation base of his heyday, and so is his physical strength.

Even stronger than before.

But he felt it was not enough.

Tonight, he is going to prove the emperor!

rumbling—

The thunder suddenly sounded, rolling black clouds gathered, and Shangguan Jiusu opened his eyes in shock.

He looked at Zhou Xuanji in surprise and asked, "What are you doing?"

For some reason, he felt that Zhou Xuanji's figure was somewhat familiar~www.readwn.com~ Since Zhou Xuanji looked over twelve years old, he had put on a mask, so that Shangguan Jiusu could not recognize his true identity.

Zhou Xuanji ignored him, stared at Leiyun, and murmured, "I want to make me the emperor after tonight, Yan Lingzun, you will die miserably."

His words made Shangguan Jiusu's eyes widen.

Yan Lingzun!

The evil **** of the upper realm, the greatest enemy in the world.

He wants to kill Yan Lingzun?

Shangguan Jiusu rubbed his eyes and looked carefully, he suddenly found that Zhou Xuanji's back was so familiar.

"Who is he?"

Shangguan Jiusu looked puzzled. At this moment, Leiyun suddenly lined up, and a pair of shining eyes appeared, bigger than the moon.

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