The Supreme Sword of Martial Arts

"There are rumors in the rivers and lakes that he killed Shaolin Fangzheng, Wudang Chongxu, Huashan Fengqingyang and Divine Sword Villa Xie Wangsun at the same time with four shocking swords that day. Could this be true?!!"

The thoughts in his head trembled, Xiao Shiyi Lang, who originally only planned to watch the fun, suddenly had a competitive heart in his heart.

He stopped being reckless.

Instead, concentrate on meditating and feel the hidden saber intent in the embroidered spring saber in your hand!

This undoubtedly means that the robber Xiao Shijilang is serious!

For a time, hundreds of swordsmen were all focused on drawing their swords. Everyone had a solemn expression on their faces. There were even a lot of people who were sweating wildly on their faces. Even Fu Hongxue, who was outside, was gradually put away. The calm look on his face.

Instead, there was a look of shock that couldn't be concealed.

".々These knives..."

His eyes swept across the handle of the knife, and the more he looked, the more frightened he became. The left hand holding the scabbard of the blood knife gradually exerted force unconsciously.

At this moment, his eyes trembled.

Ling Chen's figure flashed, and he had already appeared in front of him.

Fu Hongxue was silent for a long time before finally speaking: "You sent someone to give me the evidence that Wan (Li Qianhao) Ma Tang murdered my father, saying that you wanted to see my sword, so I came... but now it seems that you do not You don't need to know my knife!"

Speaking, he seemed to hesitate for a while, but he sighed deeply: "Your knife is stronger than mine!"

No swordsman, especially a powerful swordsman, was willing to admit that others were stronger than himself, but Fu Hongxue admitted it. Not only did he admit it without hesitation, but he didn't feel ashamed at all.

He looked at Ling Chen with only fighting intent in his eyes.

But Ling Chen didn't respond to his fighting intent, he just smiled lightly and said, "Fu Hongxue's sword, of course, you need to see it, but Lingmou heard that once your sword is unsheathed, it will definitely see blood..."

"Hopefully it doesn't disappoint me!"

When he said this, his eyes turned leisurely, and he was looking at the cliff not far away.

Fu Hongxue followed his gaze, her voice suddenly turned cold, and she muttered:

"It turns out that you asked me to kill!".

The 1rd chapter of the text: Jinyiwei gathers a crowd to conspire and should be punished according to the law! 【[-]】

Seeing that the swordsmen climbed to the top of Shenwu Peak, under the cliff, the dense crowd of people in the rivers and lakes made a noise again.

While the noise was rising, after all, someone was overwhelmed by impulse and couldn't help but want to go up and take a look.

But at this moment, there were bursts of exclamations from behind.

"who--"

"Who the fuck is pushing Lao Tzu? Can't you get tired of living—"

"Oh my temper—"

This burst of exclamations, without exception, stopped abruptly as soon as they sounded, and everyone in front turned back subconsciously, and all of a sudden, they all took a breath... I saw all the fully-armed East Depot Fans, West Depot Fans, and Six Fans. The catcher of the door was aggressive and quickly passed through the crowd.

Wherever they passed, everyone retreated, with expressions of horror on their faces.

Behind these fans, there are people dressed in black with masks on their faces. They are so dense that they can't see their heads at a glance. They all exude a cold and cold aura. Fierce suffocation came.

It is like a stormy sea, and it is like a biting edge, as if to slap the crowd into flesh and tear it into pieces!

"They are all masters!"

"And he is a master of murder!"

All the martial arts practitioners were terrified, and this scene was far more visually impactful than the previous scene where the swordsmen climbed the cliff.

The originally crowded and dense crowd spread out to both sides in an instant, leaving an incomparably wide avenue.

The director of the East Factory, Cao Zhengchun, came first, with white hair dancing wildly in the wind, and a gloomy and cold smile on his wrinkled face.

Beside him, Yu Huatian, the superintendent of the West Factory, was wearing a gorgeous and noble cloak, and he had a graceful and luxurious bearing while walking. Compared with Cao Zhengchun, the eunuch, he did not look like an eunuch at all.

The torrent-like group of people did not stop, and soon passed through the crowd and came to the bottom of the cliff.

"what?"

Looking up, Cao Zhengchun and Yu Huatian suddenly looked suspicious, but they saw more than [-] figures appearing on the cliff more than ten feet high, climbing down the rock.

The two of them looked at each other, and after more than [-] people came down, their eyes turned to one of them: "Are you the swordsmen who went up to participate in the World Sealing Sword Conference?"

"what?"

The man was locked by Cao Zhengchun's eyes, his heart trembled inexplicably, and he quickly said: "Yes...Yes..."

"Then why did you come down again?!" Yu Huatian said lightly.

As soon as these words came out, more than [-] swordsmen showed shame on their faces, and even more with a trace of anger that could not be concealed: "We were eliminated because of the slow speed of reaching the top!"

"disuse?"

Everyone was bewildered.

This World Sealing Sword Conference is not a martial arts competition, choosing a martial arts leader, etc., how can there be such a thing as elimination?

Cao Zhengchun rolled his eyes and said again: "In that case, you must know how many people are on the summit. Are all the people from Jinyiwei gathered? Has the commander of Jinyiwei, Lord Ling, also arrived?"

"what?"