Legend of Swordsman

Emperor Xi continued: "Even if it is competing for the second rescheduled ranking, it will not be very useful!"

"After all, the strong men who came to watch the ancient sects, most of them don't look at how strong you are now, but at your potential."

"You just have to show your talent potential perfectly in Dengtiangu. It doesn't matter if you can finally be ranked in the top ten of the standings. As long as the talent potential is high, the strong players of ancient ancestry will naturally come to you. "

Upon hearing this, the eyes of Jian Wushuang and others were all on.

Indeed, in this predatory battle in the valley, they do not have to compete for the top ten in the standings. After all, the top ten is not given too much importance. They value the ancient gates.

As long as those ancient ancestors can see them and accept them as disciples, this is enough.

"Tomorrow, there will be many ancient ancestors who came to watch the war, and there is also one of the top ancestors, named Dahuang Jianzong." Emperor Xi smiled and looked at the sword.

"The Wild Sword Sect?" Jian Wushuang looked.

He is a kendo martial artist, and naturally desires to worship those ancestors who have kendo as their main body.

And this great waste Jianzong is obviously the best for him.

"Sword unparalleled, with your talent, as long as you perform a little better in the Dengtiangu predatory battle, maybe you will be favored by the strong swordsman of the Great Desert." Emperor Xi said.

"I see." The sword had no double focus, with a look of longing in its eyes.

"Yes, there is one more thing." Di Xi's gaze looked around again.

"The points plundering battle in Dengtiangu was fought by dynasties."

"The Twelve Dynasties would reasonably have twelve squads, but the two large dynasties had more geniuses and strong overall strength, so they should be separated. The two large dynasties should have four squads, all Together, there should be fourteen squads participating in the predatory war. "

"And the six of you are naturally a squad, but since it is a squad, you have to have a captain, who has to be elected by yourself!"

"What else needs to be selected, the strong is the most respected. Among the six of us, Jian Shuang has the strongest strength, and the captain is naturally him." Feng Yutian said directly.

"I have no opinion." Bai Lichen frowned.

"I agree." Mu Yingying nodded.

Yang Zaixuan and Su Rou naturally agree.

Seeing this, Jian Wushuang touched his nose and smiled helplessly.

"That's the case, so it's settled." Dixi also smiled, "Jian Wushuang, the next half month, it's up to you."

"I tell you again ..."

"When you set off tomorrow, each of you will give you a token. If you find that you have reached the limit, you will immediately crush the token. This is equivalent to abstaining. Someone will pick you up and leave Dengtiangu. No matter what, life is the first. "

"Yes." All six of Jian Wushuang nodded.

"Okay, next, it's up to you and good luck." Di Xi said, and then left directly.

And Jian Wushuang and others looked at the huge gorge in front of them with enthusiasm.

Tomorrow, in that canyon, they will really meet the other geniuses of the Eleven Dynasties.

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In the morning, the sky was bright.

When that rising sun shined the first ruddy light on this vast plain, a surge of warfare had already risen.

Ascending the Valley, at the twelve entrances, many talented men from twelve dynasties have already flexed their muscles, waiting for time to enter the canyon ahead, and start the most intense enlightenment competition.

At one of the entrances, six geniuses of the Tianzong Dynasty also waited here.

"This is a token that represents your identity. One person per person. After entering Dengtiangu, you must always wear this token on your body, and it is a conspicuous place so that other geniuses will recognize you." The purple robe old man said.

"Anyway?" The six of Jian Wushuang were quite surprised, but didn't ask much.

And not long after, with a huge bell passed, the whole Dengtiangu instantly became boiling.

"It's time, go in." The old man in the purple robe waved.

Six swords of Jian Wushuang flickered with excitement, and then the six went straight towards the dense valley along the entrance.

At the same time, the geniuses of the dynasties at the other entrances have also entered the Dengtian Valley.

The ten-year session of the extremely eastern hunting, the real highlight, that is, the Dengtiangu integral predatory battle immediately began.

And while the geniuses of the twelve dynasties poured into Dengtiangu, they were above the void above Dengtiangu.

The rumbling rumbling ~~~ stood there.

Some of these breaths are as hot as fire, some are as cold as above, some are so violent, and some are easy-going.

The monarchs of the twelve dynasties were all present under the guard of the strong. In addition, the more powerful ones were those who were ancient.

The strong men of these ancient ancestors arrived early this morning.

At a glance, there were no less than ten ancient ancestral gates present, and the most striking one was undoubtedly the Great Sword Sect.

There are three people in the Great Sword Sect.

The three of them are led by a triangular-eyed middle-aged man. He is carrying a long sword, and his breath is soaring to the sky ~ www.readwn.com ~ The whole person is also like a sharp sword, sitting on one side. Above the suspended seat.

Behind this middle-aged man, he also followed two other people, who also carried long swords and had a cold breath, and they were no longer as good as the level of Yang Xujing.

Yang Xujing strong, in the Tianzong Dynasty, is naturally the top super existence.

However, in these ancient ancestral gates in the Nanyang mainland, there are still a lot of Yang Xujing strong.

"Mr. Ling Tian, ​​I didn't expect you to come here this time."

"Mr. Ling Tian, ​​I haven't seen you for many years, don't come here."

"Haha, Brother Ling Tian, ​​I didn't expect that your Wilderness Jianzong was also interested in this extremely eastern hunting."

Many strong men from the ancient ancestral gates or the monarchs of the dynasty greeted the triangular-eyed middle-aged man.

This middle-aged man is named Mo Lingtian, a law enforcement elder of the Great Wild Sword Sect. Within the Great Wild Sword Sect, his status is extremely high, and naturally many people are rushing to nod.

But for these people, Mo Lingtian seemed very indifferent. When others called him, he just responded casually.

In the bottom of his heart, this Mo Lingtian is full of disdain for those around him, including the two large monarchs. He never thought of it.

"Well, a small northwestern area with a big palm is completely negligible in the entire Nanyang continent. What kind of genius can be born in such a small place? The Lord Suzerain actually asked me to come here. I really don't know what he is thinking?"

This Mo Lingtian was very reluctant.

He didn't expect the coming of the Twelfth Dynasty in the Northwest, but only obeyed the orders of the suzerain.

As for the Northwestern Twelve Dynasty, he looked down on him, and he didn't even look at the so-called genius of the Northwestern Twelve Dynasty.

When he came here, he just pretended not to want to really collect a few disciples from the Dahuang Jianzong.

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