Chapter 1362 Sword God. (Second Update! Please Subscribe!)

Soon, the protective formation in the cave was opened, and a monk with a negative sword strode in.

He is wearing cloud boots, wearing a pine-patterned robe with stone blue ground, his eyebrows are clear, tall and vigorous, and his whole body is full of sword intent.

After he entered, he bowed in front of the jade platform and said, "Brother, I interrupted your cultivation."

The monk in the crow-green cassock looked calm and asked directly, "What's the matter?"

The cultivator's expression was slightly dignified: "I just received the news from my subordinates that the Dharma boat of Pei Ling, the holy son of Chongming Sect, has entered the territory of our Hanan Sword Sect."

Pei Ling...

The monk in the crow-green robe nodded, and then said: "That is to say, the next one he wants to challenge is me?"

This cultivator is none other than the current suzerain of the Han An Sword Sect, the sword god He Fuqiong!

Distributing cultivator said in a deep voice: "Not bad!"

"This was the case for Pei Ling's first three battles. Presumably, the official letter of battle will be delivered soon."

He Fuqiong said calmly: "Understood, what else is there?"

Cultivator Distributing was stunned, and quickly said: "Senior brother, Pei Ling's first battle was based on returning to the void, and he was defeated by the Kui clan, the current emperor, Zhong Kuiyouzhi; and in the second battle, Yan Xicheng and Tiecheng took the initiative to use it. 【Seven Kills and Misfortune Banner】, still lost; in the third battle, Master Suzhen Tiancen used 【Secret of Lawlessness】, and finally fell short..."

"At present, although Pei Ling is a descendant of the Demon Sect, his strength is already extremely strong."

"I have lost three games in a row on the right way, and my morale is depressed. In the next battle, no matter what, I can't lose!"

He Fuqiong looked calm, then looked at his junior brother and asked: "Do you want me to invite Zu Jian?"

Distributed monks nodded, the ancestral sword, that is, the Zhenzong Feijian of the Hanyan Sword Sect, is powerful and terrifying in attack, and it is similar to the [Jade Seal of the Kingdom] and the [Emperor Sword] of the Liugai Dynasty; Xie Axe and Su Zhentian's [Xinghuang Konghou] belong to the same level!

It's just that, looking at the first three battles of the Chongming Sect's holy son, it's probably not enough to just use the magic weapon of suppressing the sect!

Thinking of this, the cultivator said again: "There is also the [Sword Intent to Slay Immortals] in Wu Jianyuan!"

He Fuqiong smiled immediately, the ancestral sword is the Zhenzong Feijian of the Han'an Sword Sect, and [Sword Slaying Immortal Intent] is one of the foundations of the Han'an Sword Sect.

It is rumored that the patriarch of the Han'an Sword Sect once chopped off the Hibiscus sacred tree with the [Sword Intent to Cut Immortals]!

Right now, his cultivation is only in the middle stage of Daoism, and his Dao body can't bear the [Sword Intent of Slaying Immortals]. Once he uses this sword intent, he will definitely die in the next battle, whether he wins or loses...

Of course, as the majestic master of the Hanan Sword Sect, who was granted the title of sword god by the Nine Sects, he would not be afraid of his own death.

The same is true for the younger brother who came to speak now!

This proposal is just for him to win... win by any means!

When his thoughts turned, He Fuqiong shook his head and said calmly: "No!"

"In this battle, I will not borrow any external force."

"If you want to win, you must win openly; if you want to lose, you must lose openly."

"I don't know how to use either the Ancestral Sword or [Sword Intent to Slay Immortals]."

Cultivator Scattered was stunned, but he quickly reacted and said, "Brother's strength is indeed stronger than that of the Emperor Zhongkui, Lord Tiecheng, and Headmaster Cen, but it is related to the reputation of the entire Righteous Way..."

Before he finished speaking, He Fuqiong replied flatly: "I've made up my mind, you can just step back."

Dispersed cultivator frowned, but seeing his brother's face was calm, although he was not unhappy, but his attitude was very resolute, when he was hesitant, he had no choice but to answer unwillingly: "Yes..."

He lowered his head and hurriedly retreated away.

In the cave, only He Fuqiong was left alone. Looking at the leaving figure of his junior brother, he slowly shook his head.

Be it the Ancestral Sword or the [Sword Intent to Slay Immortals], these are all external forces!

His natal flying sword may not be inferior to the ancestor sword!

His sword intent will one day be comparable to [Sword Intent to Slay Immortal]!

Regardless of the majesty of the Righteous Way, or the reputation of the Cold Dark Sword Sect... No matter what the reason is, borrowing external force is always fearful of the enemy!

How can you win if you are timid before fighting?

At the end of the Liugai dynasty, the Kui family was the emperor, and the loser was carelessness; the iron city lord of Yanxi City, who lost his Taoist heart;

In this battle, not only did he not know how to use the Ancestral Sword and [Sword Intent to Slay the Immortal], he didn't even know how Pei Ling won the previous three battles!

Yes, Pei Ling has already won three battles, but he didn't watch any of the pictures of those three battles!

What he wants is an absolutely fair battle!

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Cold Dark Sword Sect.

In the void beside the lone peak, a monk with scattered hair stood in the air, his brows were furrowed tightly, and his face was very ugly.

He thought for a while, then turned into a sword light, threw it into another mountain not far away, and in the blink of an eye, he had already appeared in his cave.

The distributing monk took out a sound transmission talisman and activated it immediately.

A calm voice quickly came out of the talisman: "Friend Cheng Dao, what's the matter?"

Distributing monk Cheng Dun quickly said: "Pei Ling has entered the territory of the Cold Dark Sword Sect, and the next challenge is my senior brother!"

The voice in the sound transmission talisman paused for a moment, and then said: "Understood, I will immediately inform the Mountain Lord about this."

Cheng Dun said again: "I, the Cold Sword Sect, will definitely do my best in this battle."

"Fellow Daoist, after telling the Mountain Master, please immediately come to the realm of the Cold Dark Sword Sect to watch the battle."

The voice in the talisman responded quickly: "Okay!"

The dim light went out, and the sound transmission ended immediately. Cheng Dun took out three sound transmission talismans with different runes, and transmitted them to the Liulu Dynasty, Yanxi City, and Suzhentian successively.

After contacting the four sects, he stood up, escaped from the cave immediately, and flew towards the direction of the sword head.

After a while, Cheng Dun came to an extremely majestic giant peak about ten thousand feet high.

This majestic mountain does not have any rocks or vegetation, it is all made up of various flying swords!

Every flying sword exudes a majestic and vast sword intent, as well as an unparalleled sharpness.

This is the Qijian Mountain of the Hanyan Sword Sect, and the Flying Sword Ancestral Sword of the Sword Sect is located on the top of this mountain of swordsmanship!

Yes!

He's here to get the ancestral sword!

The Holy Son of Chongming Sect is extremely powerful, if Senior Brother He uses the Ancestral Sword and [Sword Intent to Slay the Immortal], he will definitely win this battle!

But if you don't use it, Senior Brother He must be the loser!

Zhengdao has lost three games in a row, and cannot continue to lose!

Since Senior Brother He couldn't be persuaded, he will fight instead of Senior Brother He!

First go up the mountain to get the ancestral sword, and then go down to Yuanrong [Sword Intent to Slay the Immortal]!

This move violated the rules of the clan, and he will definitely not end well, but...

While his thoughts were turning, Cheng Dun's expression gradually became decisive. He stepped out, and countless sharp sword intents were instantly suppressed, like tens of thousands of sword tips, accumulating all over his body. Go to the top of Qijian Mountain.

The third and fourth will be very late, don't wait, go to bed.

PS: Tiantian Zhaijia missed nucleic acid a few times, and the big data directly gave the yellow code...

The community made several calls specifically to let them do it consecutively... so the fairy friends at home should take it easy... Nucleic acid should be done...