Nine Star Divine Dragon Technique

Outside Wanjian Mountain, a large number of sword cultivators were lined up there. They all saw the scene of Jiang Xuan defeating the black-armored puppet. When they saw the sword energy giant rising behind Jiang Xuan, the sword cultivators present were all shocked. Incessantly.

"Is this kid the legendary king-level sword spirit? Otherwise, how could he condense such vast sword energy!"

"It is very possible that this kind of warrior is born to be the king of swordsmanship. No wonder he is recommended to this Ten Thousand Swords Mountain because he is only at the first level of the Supreme Emperor!"

"So strong!"

Every sword cultivator present was amazed.

"King-level sword spirit vein."

The middle-aged man in blue at the door of the passage also nodded secretly, "The three people Fei Wang sent this time are really good. You three, please come inside."

At that moment, Jiang Xuan, Master Yunyang Ridge, and Master Chixiao Ridge followed the passage and entered Wanjian Mountain.

As soon as they entered the mountain, someone immediately came forward to guide them.

"Look! That's where the Holy Spirit Suppression Sword is."

Lord Yunyangling pointed at a mountain peak not far away and said.

The mountain peak is steep, and there is a huge pit in the center. The bottom of the pit is where the Holy Spirit Sword is.

The moment he saw this mountain peak, Jiang Xuan immediately sensed a powerful sword intent coming from the bottom of the mountain peak.

That sword intent is like a sleeping dragon. Once it wakes up, it will definitely shock the world.

At this time, the Dragon Sword that had been carried behind Jiang Xuan seemed to resonate with the Holy Spirit Sword and began to tremble violently.

"Um?"

Jiang Xuan's expression changed and he quickly put the dragon sword back into the storage ring.

"This Divine Dragon Sword is the fusion of the four swords of the Holy Spirit Sword Master. Now that I see this Holy Spirit Sword, it is not surprising that it resonates a little bit, but I'd better put it away so that no one notices it! "

Jiang Xuan murmured.

"Three of you, this is where you will live for the past five days. It will still be some time before the Holy Spirit Sword becomes restless, so I will ask you three to stay here for a while."

The servant from Wanjianshan brought Jiang Xuan and the others to a courtyard.

There are many rooms in this courtyard, all of which are specially used to receive sword cultivators like them from afar.

"Good work."

Lord Yunyangling thanked him.

After the servant left, Jiang Xuan and the other three sat down in front of the desk in the room.

"Jiang Xuan, Lord Chixiao Ridge, there are still five days left. You two remember to prepare well and adjust your condition. When the Holy Spirit Sword appears in five days, it will be a golden opportunity for us. You two Don’t miss your spot.”

Yunyangling is the main road.

Among the three of them, only Master Yangling had been to Wanjian Mountain once.

"Master Yunyangling, I only know that when the Holy Spirit Sword appears, there will be a scene of thousands of swords coming towards us. But what the scene will be like and what opportunities will be involved, I don't know! Can you tell us Explain in detail!”

The Lord of Chixiao Ridge asked.

"Well..." Master Yunyangling pondered for a while and said, "Actually, I can't explain this fate very clearly. In short, it is very strange. You will know after you try it yourself in five days."

"Listening to what you said, I'm really looking forward to the scene five days later."

The Lord of Chixiao Ridge smiled.

Jiang Xuan also smiled faintly, and was equally looking forward to it.

In the blink of an eye, four days passed.

In the past four days, sword cultivators from all corners of Beilan Prefecture have arrived one after another.

At this time, outside Wanjian Mountain, a man in gray clothes with a vicissitude of eyes walked slowly over.

This man was holding a long sword. Judging from his appearance, he should be around forty years old, but he looked a little slovenly.

I saw him with disheveled hair and unkempt appearance. If someone didn't know better, they would think he was a beggar who had escaped from poverty!

At this time, the man arrived at the gate of Wanjian Mountain.

"Sir, do you have an invitation?"

The middle-aged man in blue at the gate said.

"I don't have any invitations."

The disheveled man said directly.

The middle-aged man in blue's face darkened, and many sword cultivators around him immediately looked at the disheveled man.

This Wanjian Mountain is not something that cats and dogs want to be able to participate in.

Those who are now in Wanjian Mountain are either recommended by king-level experts or are famous sword cultivators in Beilan Prefecture, and are invited by Master Lin Jin as an exception.

Those who do not have the recommendation and invitation letter from the king are naturally not eligible to enter Wanjian Mountain.

"Am I not allowed in if I don't have the invitation letter?"

The man in gray clothes with disheveled hair said indifferently.

"That's not true."

The middle-aged man in blue shook his head, "Sir Lin Jin has already ordered that swordsmen with extremely high attainments in swordsmanship can enter Wanjian Mountain. Of course, this presupposes that you have the qualifications."

Hearing this, the disheveled man's expression was still extremely indifferent, but behind him, a monstrous sword energy was suddenly released, and in an instant, a golden sword energy emerged.

The golden sword energy is ten feet high, exuding powerful sword energy.

When it appeared, the whole world was moved by it.

"This...this is actually the breath that can only be released by the ancient sword king!"

"Oh my God!"

"Who is this person?"

"Could he be a descendant of the ancient sword king?"

Everyone present was talking a lot. Outside Wanjian Mountain, a large number of sword cultivators were lining up there. They all saw the scene of Jiang Xuan defeating the black-armored puppet. When they saw the sword energy giant rising behind Jiang Xuan, the sword cultivators present were all excited. Xiudu was shocked.

"Is this kid the legendary king-level sword spirit? Otherwise, how could he condense such vast sword energy!"

"It is very possible that this kind of warrior is born to be the king of swordsmanship. No wonder he is recommended to this Ten Thousand Swords Mountain because he is only at the first level of the Supreme Emperor!"

"So strong!"

Every sword cultivator present was amazed.

"King-level sword spirit vein."

The middle-aged man in blue at the door of the passage also nodded secretly, "The three people Fei Wang sent this time are really good. You three, please come inside."

At that moment, Jiang Xuan, Master Yunyang Ridge, and Master Chixiao Ridge followed the passage and entered Wanjian Mountain.

As soon as they entered the mountain, someone immediately came forward to guide them.

"Look! That's where the Holy Spirit Suppression Sword is."

Lord Yunyangling pointed at a mountain peak not far away and said.

The mountain peak is steep, and there is a huge pit in the center. The bottom of the pit is where the Holy Spirit Sword is.

The moment he saw this mountain peak, Jiang Xuan immediately sensed a powerful sword intent coming from the bottom of the mountain peak.

That sword intent is like a sleeping dragon. Once it wakes up, it will definitely shock the world.

At this time, the Dragon Sword that had been carried behind Jiang Xuan seemed to resonate with the Holy Spirit Sword and began to tremble violently.

"Um?"

Jiang Xuan's expression changed and he quickly put the dragon sword back into the storage ring.

"This Divine Dragon Sword is the fusion of the four swords of the Holy Spirit Sword Master. Now that I see this Holy Spirit Sword, it is not surprising that it resonates a little bit, but I'd better put it away so that no one notices it! "

Jiang Xuan murmured.

"Three of you, this is where you will live for the past five days. It will still be some time before the Holy Spirit Sword becomes restless, so I will ask you three to stay here for a while."

The servant from Wanjianshan brought Jiang Xuan and the others to a courtyard.

There are many rooms in this courtyard, all of which are specially used to receive sword cultivators like them from afar.

"Good work."

Lord Yunyangling thanked him.

After the servant left, Jiang Xuan and the other three sat down in front of the desk in the room.

"Jiang Xuan, Lord Chixiao Ridge, there are still five days left. You two remember to prepare well and adjust your condition. When the Holy Spirit Sword appears in five days, it will be a golden opportunity for us. You two Don’t miss your spot.”

Yunyangling is the main road.

Among the three of them, only Master Yangling had been to Wanjian Mountain once.

"Master Yunyangling, I only know that when the Holy Spirit Sword appears, there will be a scene of thousands of swords coming towards us. But what the scene will be like and what opportunities will be involved, I don't know! Can you tell us Explain in detail!”

The Lord of Chixiao Ridge asked.

"Well..." Master Yunyangling pondered for a while and said, "Actually, I can't explain this fate very clearly. In short, it is very strange. You will know after you try it yourself in five days."

"Listening to what you said, I'm really looking forward to the scene five days later."

The Lord of Chixiao Ridge smiled.

Jiang Xuan also smiled faintly, and was equally looking forward to it.

In the blink of an eye, four days passed.

In the past four days, sword cultivators from all corners of Beilan Prefecture have arrived one after another.

At this time, outside Wanjian Mountain, a man in gray clothes with a vicissitude of eyes walked slowly over.

This man was holding a long sword. Judging from his appearance, he should be around forty years old, but he looked a little slovenly.

I saw him with disheveled hair and unkempt appearance. If someone didn't know better, they would think he was a beggar who had escaped from poverty!

At this time, the man arrived at the gate of Wanjian Mountain.

"Sir, do you have an invitation?"

The middle-aged man in blue at the gate said.

"I don't have any invitations."

The disheveled man said directly.

The middle-aged man in blue's face darkened, and many sword cultivators around him immediately looked at the disheveled man.

This Wanjian Mountain is not something that cats and dogs want to be able to participate in.

Those who are now in Wanjian Mountain are either recommended by king-level experts or are famous sword cultivators in Beilan Prefecture, and are invited by Master Lin Jin as an exception.

Those who do not have the recommendation and invitation letter from the king are naturally not eligible to enter Wanjian Mountain.

"Am I not allowed in if I don't have the invitation letter?"

The man in gray clothes with disheveled hair said indifferently.

"That's not true."

The middle-aged man in blue shook his head, "Sir Lin Jin has already ordered that any swordsman who has extremely high attainments in swordsmanship can enter Wanjian Mountain. Of course, this presupposes that you have the qualifications."

Hearing this, the disheveled man's expression was still extremely indifferent, but behind him, a monstrous sword energy was suddenly released, and in an instant, a golden sword energy emerged.

The golden sword energy is ten feet high, exuding powerful sword energy.

When it appeared, the whole world was moved by it.

"This...this is actually the breath that can only be released by the ancient sword king!"

"Oh my God!"

"Who is this person?"

"Could he be a descendant of the ancient sword king?"

Everyone present was talking about it