The Ultimate Sword Master

Chapter 1831 The Eighth Generation Sword Master?

same.

These four people are also the main persons in charge of this sword fighting conference.

now.

Below the main hall, a Xuanjian Sect disciple was constantly reporting on the registration status of this sword fighting competition.

"As of half an hour ago."

"Almost 99% of the qualified sword cultivators in Xuantian Domain have signed up for this sword fighting competition."

"The sheer number of people."

"The scale is huge."

"It far exceeds any previous sword fighting conference! It will definitely demonstrate the foundation and power of our four major sects!"

Hear the words.

The four of them looked at each other with satisfaction on their faces.

"It won't be long."

Jin Feng smiled lightly and said: "After this sword fighting conference, the influence left by the Xuantian Sword Sect will be completely eliminated!"

"good!"

Bai Song agreed: "The Xuantian Territory has been in turmoil for thousands of years. It's time for a new master!"

"Since the world has changed, let's change it more thoroughly."

Qing Luo was a woman, with a slightly cold look on her face, and said: "The Xuantian Sword Sect is dead, so this place should not be called the Xuantian Territory."

"It makes sense."

Ziyang smiled and said: "Of course, we can't decide what the new name will be. We have to ask the person from Star Sword Palace to decide."

Speaking of the three words Star Sword Palace.

A hint of respect flashed across the faces of the other three people, especially Qing Luo. There was also a bit of admiration hidden in the respect.

"Three."

Jin Feng thought for a while, then looked solemn and said: "The rise of our four major sword sects is all due to the support of the Star Sword Palace back then."

"The Young Palace Master also said that."

"In this sword fighting competition, he will invite some big names to come to watch the ceremony, including seniors from ancient clans and even some mysterious forces. We must not be careless, lest we lose his people and make him unhappy!"

The other three nodded in agreement.

"Young Palace Master."

The admiration in Qing Luo's eyes became more and more obvious, "He is really a strange man... hmm?"

Just saying.

Seeing that the disciple below had not left yet, he frowned and said coldly: "Is there anything else?"

"Send me the sword."

At this time, the disciple below said again: "There is one more little thing."

"explain."

"Liu Zhuqing from Qingjian Sect also... signed up."

What!

Hearing this, the four people's expressions darkened.

"what happened!"

Jin Yang said coldly: "Who dared to ask her to sign up? Who dared to form a team with him? This sword cultivator from Xuantian Domain is so brave. How dare they disobey the orders of the four major sword sects?"

"yes……"

The disciple explained what he had discovered.

foreigner?

One master and one apprentice?

The four people frowned upon hearing this.

"Happy Realm?"

Seeing the aura left by Gu Han in the jade talisman, Ziyang said lightly: "How dare an outsider like an ant have the courage to do such a thing? Who gave him the courage to do this?"

"who cares!"

Qingluo said coldly: "He's just a little monk who doesn't know how to live or die. To look at him one more time is an insult to us!"

"This Liu Zhuqing!"

Jin Feng said with a cold face: "After all these years, she still refuses to tell the secret. I want to see how long she can last!"

Hear the words.

The expressions of the other three people instantly darkened.

Inside Liu Zhuqing’s ancient sword.

Hidden a secret about Xuantian Sword Sect.

What's the secret?

No one knows except Liu Zhuqing himself.

The four of them understood in their hearts.

Although they say that the Xuantian Sword Sect is a thing of the past, their magical powers, secret techniques, sects, sword monuments... and everything else, without exception, all come from the Xuantian Sword Sect!

Although he vehemently denies it.

But Xuantian Sword Sect is a peak that they can never surpass. Its profound influence is engraved in their bones.

To the Xuantian Sword Sect.

Their senses are complex.

I was once in awe and fear.

Now I am jealous and jealous.

They want to get everything they once had from the Xuantian Sword Sect, but they also use all means to belittle and erase everything about the other party. This is the true portrayal of their mentality.

Very contradictory.

It's also very real.

Not to mention anything else, the four of them are considered top young talents in Xuantian Domain, but they only dare to call themselves swordsmen, which already explains everything.

The name Sword Head.

No one in the entire Xuantian Domain dares to think anything wrong, and neither do the four major sword sects!

So.

After learning the news that year, they tried every means to get the secret from Liu Zhuqing.

only.

Liu Zhuqing has a paranoid and strong temper. They are afraid that if they push hard, the other party will be destroyed, so they have worked hard for many years and achieved nothing.

"I don't know what's wrong!"

Ziyang said lightly: "We once promised her that we would let her inspect the sword monument once in exchange for the secret in her hand, but she said that the sword monument is for everyone to see and is not for exchange... It's simply stupid!"

"My patience is running out."

Bai Song said expressionlessly: "After this sword fighting competition, if she doesn't say anything, just let her disappear far away. No one can get the secret that we can't get!"

In words.

With a hint of fear.

The more you understand.

The more fear.

It is precisely because the four major sword sects have inherited everything from the Xuantian Sword Sect that they understand the horror of this sect better than anyone else!

"Kill her for what?"

A trace of cruelty flashed in Qingluo's eyes, "She has a strong temper? It just so happens that I want to slowly torture her, make her isolated and helpless, let her gradually despair, let her... live a life worse than death!"

"Go!"

Speaking of this.

She was a little impatient, glanced at the disciple, and said casually: "Send a few people to go and kill the master and disciple who don't know how to live or die!"

"Remember!"

After a pause, she emphasized: "You must kill them in front of Liu Zhuqing, understand?"

"Yes!"

The disciple retreated as he said.

...

Moving forward.

Under the leadership of Liu Zhuqing, in just half a day, Gu Han had entered a dilapidated small realm.

At a glance.

The weeds were overgrown and the ground was barren. In the huge realm, there was no one to be seen. It was deep and dilapidated, like a ghost realm.

On the way.

Gu Han had learned about Liu Zhuqing's origins.

Qingjian Sect

Back then, it was one of the 36 lower sects of Xuantian Sword Sect, and ranked first!

Same.

It was also one of the few lower sects that dared to fight to the death with Xuantian Sword Sect when the gods descended.

However.

Because Yun Jiansheng did not want to implicate innocent people, he issued a death order and did not allow them to fight, so they survived.

"Hundreds of years ago."

Liu Zhuqing continued to narrate: "The ancestor seemed to have discovered some secrets outside, which were related to Xuantian Sword Sect. In great joy, he almost took all the disciples of the sect out, but... when he came back, he was the only one left, and he was seriously injured and dying. Before he died, he only left his sword."

Because of this.

The Qingjian Sect, which was originally quite powerful, fell from grace, and it became worse and worse in the battle with other sects. In addition, the four major sword sects emerged and deliberately targeted it. At this time, only she was left as a disciple.

Along the way.

She had a preliminary understanding of Gu Han's character. After hesitating for a moment, she finally let go of the ancient sword in her arms.

"The master said so."

"There is a secret hidden in this sword, it is about... the eighth generation sword master."

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