Wuxia: Created the Immortal Cultivation Sect and was exposed by the Golden List

Chapter 25: Ten Ancient Swords! Murong Bo is on the list!

Cihang Jingzhai,

It was shocking up and down.

“Pure Jun Sword of the Ten Swords of the Ancient Times?”

“Doesn’t it mean that the ten ancient swords have all disappeared into the river of time?”

“The top ten swords in ancient times, the top of the list is the Xuanyuan Xia Yu sword, also known as the Human Emperor Sword, this sword only exists in historical materials, and this historical materials may be made up by posterity!”

“The second Zhanlu sword, the third Tai’a sword, the fourth Chixiao sword, the fifth seventh-star Longyuan sword, the sixth general Mo Xie, the seventh purple electric green frost, the eighth fish intestine, the ninth Chengying, and the tenth pure jun! These do exist! ”

“The Chixiao Sword is even the sword of Emperor Gaozu of Han, but aren’t these all long gone?”

“That’s what you don’t know! It doesn’t mean that no one really knows anymore! ”

“Wait! Speaking of which, there are still nine people who will be on the list in the future who can get this ancient ten swords?! ”

“The penultimate pure jun can increase the power of the sword move by three percent, and can also convert the internal strength attribute to the thunder and lightning attribute, so what should be the effect of the rest of the ancient swords?”

While everyone in Cihang Jingzhai was talking excitedly with each other, above the Sky Martial Dao Heavenly List, golden light flashed.

A cloud of golden light seemed to be slow and fast, and instantly floated down in front of Fan Qinghui.

In the golden light, a three-foot Qingfeng lay quietly there.

Reach out and grasp the hilt of your sword.

In an instant, a feeling of paralysis and coldness rushed into Fan Qinghui’s palm, and under the forcible luck resistance, he could barely compete with the ferocity of this pure jun sword.

Only then did she look carefully at this pure jun sword.

The body of the sword shimmered with a bronze cyan, but it was a little more faint blue.

The cold light on it flickered, and just by looking at it directly, it felt cold all over!

“Good sword!”

Shi Fei Xuan’s eyes straightened.

Fan Qinghui shook his head: “Such a heavy treasure fell into the hands of my Cihang Jingzhai, and everyone in the world knows that since then, Cihang Jingzhai has had many events.” ”

But it was impossible for her to give up this ancient sword.

Lingnan,

Song Que turned around and performed a light skill and left, leaving only one sentence: “Shi Dao, for my father to go to Cihang Jingzhai first, you gathered three thousand private soldiers and followed.” ”

Master Song said, “Yes!” ”

Is it to protect Fan Qinghui, a woman who harbors a crime?

Not far outside Shaolin Temple.

Murong Bo’s eyes flashed.

He wanted to snatch Master Yi Lantern’s Qi Gathering Pill.

But at this time, seeing the ancient name Sword Chunjun appeared, he felt that the Qi Gathering Pill was not important.

“Ancestor Han Gao holds the Chixiao Sword to rule the world, and Han has four hundred years of rivers and mountains!”

“The king of Chu Zhuang took Tai’a to destroy the three armies of the Jin State, and then conquered the Central Plains, and the State of Chu had eight hundred years with Zhou, and was even almost extended by Xiang Yu for another hundred years…”

“My Great Yan died suddenly, could it be that there is no such famous sword to suppress qi luck?”

“And if I can get this sword, my combat power will definitely increase by more than double, and although this martial arts heavenly list also depends on the realm ranking, it still depends on the combat power in the end!”

Murong Bo turned around and wanted to go to the Great Sui.

Also at this time,

The Sky Martial Dao Heavenly List flickered again.

[The forty-first Murong Bo of the Martial Dao Heavenly List].

Murong Bo froze in place, then burrowed into the dense forest, waiting for his own reward.

Shaolin Temple Tibetan Scripture Pavilion.

The sweeping monk smiled slightly: “Murong Shi has almost cultivated half of the martial arts of the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion to Dacheng, but he can only rank tenth from the bottom?” ”

Gusu Murong Yanziwu.

Murong Fu was still gloomy.

The package is different: “Gongzi! Great joy! Great joy! ”

Murong Fu suddenly raised his head.

Storm: “You have a brain problem?” ”

The package is different: “Non also!” Non also! And look at the Martial Dao Heavenly List! ”

Murong Fu was slightly startled.

Don’t…… My Murong Fu is still on the list?

Only then did he suddenly remember that the Martial Dao Heavenly List seemed to be only a reference realm, and finally ranked by combat power.

Could it be that although my Murong Fu realm is not high, my combat power is so much higher than that Xiao Feng?

Also!

Fighting the stars and shifting, using the other way to give back to the other body, this combat power is beyond imagination!

He slammed into the window and looked up.

The anticipation on his face turned into a moment of disappointment.

“It’s Murong Bo, not Murong Fu!”

“The package is different! Are you old and dizzy?! ”

Bao Wei was stunned, and I really want to say, Gongzi, do you have a hole in your brain, and even forgot your Laozi’s name?

Storm Evil hurriedly spoke, “Gongzi! This is not… This is not the name of the Lord? ”

Murong Fu only then recovered from the huge blow.

That’s right!

Murong Bo, isn’t this my father?

No wonder this name just felt a little familiar!

“My dad is still alive?”

“And also on the Martial Dao Heavenly List?”

Northern Song Dynasty,

Wild Hatomo Zhi was slightly stunned: “The old thing is not dead? Then wouldn’t it be useless for me to give you an excuse to sacrifice the Six Veins Divine Sword Spectrum? ”

Shaolin Temple,

Abbot Xuanci paused: “Murong Bo is not dead? ”

Everything is connected.

The things that happened back then were all Murong Bo’s conspiracy!