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The "wave" traces the world, only the long sword is in hand.[]. Visit more latest chapters: ww.

A three-inch gavel, how can life and death be controlled?

Single and light, nostalgic for the entrances of the alleys.

He waved his sleeves and told several romantic stories.

Looking at the long sheathed sword that was slanted to the ground, Tiandao Zongqing wiped his face lightly, and a touch of red and dazzling on his fingertips, but he didn't care at all. He just chanted a small poem in a low voice. After the sound, he sighed and said with a long sigh: "I heard for a long time that the Tianhe Sword Sect is the inheritance of the Tianhe Sword Saint from the Thirteen Realms of the Beijun Ten Thousands of Years ago. It was still not possible, but at this time I had to believe it..."

"When the white rainbow is cut, the purple air is drying the stars at night. The lotus on the thigh is moving, the frost and snow in the box are bright. The spiritual sword Tianhe is truly famous!"

With a slight smile, the young man from Tiandao Sect withdrew his finger, turned around and looked at the figure that rushed over like an angry beast, shook his head and said in a low voice, "It's a pity, it's a pity that the pearl is thrown into the dark!" The wind roared, like a tiger descending down the mountain and rushed towards him with a ferocious look, but the young man just stepped back slightly at his feet, and avoided the figure with a slight difference. His white right hand moved with a trend, drew a soft arc in the air, and then slapped the visitor's back with a sharp roar.

"Puff~"

The bright red blood spurted out from his mouth like a fountain, like a man who was "meat" mountain, was spinning out in a mess. After a few slight rotation in the air, he fell fiercely before the Tianhe Sword Sect. The blood in his mouth kept gushing out, and he was extremely embarrassed, but the small eyes were staring at the young man with a cruel and cold expression, and said hatefully:

"Tiandao Sect, Tianhe Lingshan will always belong to my Tianhe Sword Sect! Get out! Or kill us all! My ancestor will avenge us. You Tiandao Sect will wait for my ancestor's long sword!" The fat swordsman's hideous words made the young man in Tiandao Sect change slightly, and then shook his head and laughed in harmony: "This fellow Taoist is joking. The spiritual creatures in the world are naturally virtuous. This Tianhe Mountain Range is born from heaven and earth, but where does it come from? As for the ancestor of the noble sect..."

The voice paused, and the young man looked at the fat man with clear and cold eyes half kneeling on the ground and vomiting blood. After a long time, he slowly said word by word: "If I remember correctly, the Tianhe Sword Saint has not appeared for thousands of years. Even the disaster of the fall of the disciples of the Tianhe Sword Sect has never happened... I am afraid..."

"It's because I've already died, right?"

The young man's words are calm and smiling, and it will not make people feel arrogant, but it makes everyone present feel cold, and only feels endless chills in their hearts-

The Tiandao Sect is one of the eighteen strongest sects among the heavens and the worlds, but the Tianhe Sword Sect has long lost its reputation as before. At this time, it is even curled up in this small Tianshui Realm and survived. However, it can be heard from the voices of young people... Over the past thousands of years, even though the Tianhe Sword Sect has declined, the Tiandao Sect is still firmly monitoring them reads;.

His heart is punishable!

"Fat Master, I'm gonna spit out a mouthful of bloody saliva, and his expression was full of sarcasm and said: "You false serious people from the Tiandao Sect are indeed not at ease. Hey~ surveillance us. With your so-called Tiandao magic, there are at least three forbidden areas in my Tianhe Sword Sect that you have no way to spy on! I sent the ancestors to practice in one of the places, how could you know the stinky noses! I will tell you the truth, my ancestors have already broken through the gates today. You better get out of my Tianhe Sword Sect quickly, otherwise you will never have to think about leaving again when my ancestors appear!"

"Ha~ Senior Tianhe has broken through the gate? I just admire the senior's grace very much. Why not tell me about it on my behalf?" The sprinkling voice sounded softly, but it was not the young man's "color", but with a little vicissitudes and hoarseness, full of mature male charm. At the same time, strands of translucent mist emerged from a dark and dull ring on the right hand of a man from Tiandao Sect. More and more, it finally turned into a man in white robe, with a moon-white outfit and moon-color.

The long robe, the 'jade hairpin of the moon, the 'se' belt of the moon, and the long sword of the moon, were like a graceful young man walking down the moon, and was elegant and wealthy. However, such a elegant and elegant man had a pair of eyes that could see through the world, which added a lot of charm to him. Even if he was in a hostile state, it made everyone in the Tianhe Sword Sect feel dazed. [Almost all books I want to read are, which are much more stable than ordinary stations, and there is no advertisement for the full text.]

Such a man is simply unable to make people hostile...

"master."

The moment the man who turned into a fog appeared, the lazy disciple of the Tiandao Sect was shocked and respectfully bowed to the fog man: "Why did you come out? The disciple can deal with this matter immediately. Master, do you really believe that the ancestor of the Tianhe Sword Sect has come out of seclusion?"

"Why is it impossible?"

The man in white smiled slightly, then moved forward step by step, and said to the fat swordsman of Tianhe Sword Sect who was shocked and said again: "Sima Zhiyuan, please ask this fellow Taoist to inform me. I am willing to learn about the sword skills of senior Tianhe..." The calm and elegant expression but followed the perfect etiquette, which made the fat swordsman's expression slightly shocked. Just as I was about to answer, the words in my senior brother's low orders in his ears were suddenly heard, and the words in his throat were almost swallowed by him. He frowned and said: "The master is in the inner hall now, and I am afraid there is no time to care about the challenges of you, a cat and dog. If you want, you can stay under my Tianhe Mountains. When I send the master to handle the matter in the sect, maybe I will see you."

"Hmph~ I'm afraid there is no ancestor of Tianhe Sword Sect!" The man in white had not spoken yet. The disciple of Tiandao Sect sneered and took over the conversation. His eyes looked at the fat swordsman who had "insulted" his master before. Sen Han said: "The Tianhe Sword Saint may have really existed, but now it has long turned into a dry bone and his soul has disappeared! Compared to the seniors in my sect, he is just a fool who has lost his roots!"

"presumptuous!"

Before the Tianhe Sword Sect could shout out loud, the mist man scolded him fiercely. His gentle and elegant eyebrows were raised, but he had a bit of a heart-wrenching majestic and evil spirit. He looked at the disciple who was a little dissatisfied and shouted angrily: "Senior Tianhe Sword Saint has been in his life. The Tianhe sword in his hand has picked up all the strong men in the Thirteen Realms of the North County. He has never been defeated, and his demeanor is not something you little boy can criticize!" After saying that, the man in white turned around and looked at the fat swordsman and others, regardless of his ugliness of his face.

He bowed slightly and said with apologies: "I am not going to accompany you to fellow Taoists, I hope you can forgive me. In addition, I agree with what this fellow Taoist said, so I stay at the foot of this mountain, and when will Senior Tianhe come out of seclusion, I am willing to bear the sword of Senior Tianhe, but..." Suddenly, the man in white changed his voice and smiled at the Tianhe Sword Sect who was slightly "sentenced" and said, "In order to let Senior find it, I need something to pull it. I wonder what you are thinking?"

"This is natural..." The fat swordsman's face was slightly calmer. Looking at the appearance in front of him, this spiritual man truly admired his ancestors, and the troubles he encountered seemed to have been solved. He pursed his lips and said slightly and gently: "My sect has a spiritual weapon called Tianhe Pair. As long as the sect is within a thousand miles of this Tianhe Spirit Mountain, he can clearly receive the other party's place. The sen can hold the sen. When I send the sen to the sen, I can follow the connection between the sen and yang "jade" pants, how about it?"

"Tianhe Pair?" A whispered slightly. The man in white covered up the shocking color on his face well. He smiled and shook his head, saying, "No, inappropriate... Although Tianhe Pair is magical, it is the body of a spiritual body. Ordinary objects around the lower body will greatly reduce their effectiveness. If you want to be separated by a thousand miles away, you may only be able to find the things that can be practiced by senior Tianhe..." Before the words fell, the fat swordsman and Liu Jingyao froze-

In this huge Tianhe Sword Sect, even among the heavens and all worlds, there is only one thing that the Tianhe Sword Saint is practicing for the blood sacrifice, the seventh place in the Divine Sword List, the Spirit Sword Tianhe!

"Leshui, these Tianhe Sword Sect's brothers have already agreed to take something away for traction. Why don't they pick up the sword?" Sure enough, the gentle voice of the man in white sounded, and the peaceful voice was like the poisonous fangs exposed in the mouth of a poisonous snake, which made all the swordsmen present change their expressions. The fat swordsman and Liu Jingyao moved their bodies and rushed up like crazy. However, a pair of slender palms like jade waved gently at this time. The two swordsmen who had run wildly shot over their magic power flew away in a mess, and blood was spitting out in large mouths, and their eyes were full of despair.

In the eyes of everyone who wanted to eat his flesh, the lazy man in a green robe walked forward excitedly, and with his arms he pulled up the spiritual sword that was "sticking" on the ground. There were endless galaxies gathering and dispersing on the bronze scabbard, and two big characters were carved in seal script.

Tianhe!

This is the Tianhe Sword. There are endless sword cultivators in the world. The sword weapons are as numerous as the stars in the sky. However, among the stars in the sky, there are thirty-three stars that cover up everything else. Feilong, Yuanwu, Bai Lan, Yaqiu, poem "bo", Hanrong, Yongning, Feixing, Huangwu, Pengfei, Green Qiao, Shanping, Yanling, Lingyan, Qianyang, Zuifu, Hanren, Yingzong, Jia "yu", Zhengchu, Yuanqing, Zhenghao, Hongzhen, Yayi, Gu Rou, Hanqiao, Lingqing, Tianlei, Xiaomei, Xiuyuan, Yuankui, Yangshuo, and... Tianhe!

It is regarded as the list of the Godly Sword of All Realms! And the Tianhe Sword ranks seventh!

The spiritual sword Tianhe, the endless sword cultivator in the heavens and all worlds, and the endless sword weapon, ranks seventh!

Such a magical sword, but at this time, belonged to him, which made the young man named Leshui no longer maintain his previous calmness and calmness, and the corners of his eyes and eyebrows were full of excitement. He gently held the hilt of the sword with his right hand, and he drew his magic power and forcefully, but the long sword was not moved at all, which made the expression on his face froze. Then he drew the sword again and again without believing in evil. However, the famous sword ranked seventh on the magical sword list was as if it was one with the sword sheath, without any movement, which made Leshui's face look even more ugly.

"Ha~ I'm crazy..."

At this moment, a chuckle sounded in his ears. At some point, the man in white, condensed with mist, had already arrived beside him. He looked at him and shook his head slightly and laughed: "There is no such easy to pull out the Tianhe Sword. Only its master can pull out such a magic sword, or..."

"By the spiritual fire of heaven and earth."

The faint laughter fell, making the people of the Tianhe Sword Sect look more and more blue, while the eyes on Leshui's face brighter and brighter. He knew the master's meaning very well. As long as he returned to the Tiandao Sect and rented the spiritual fire furnace in the sect, he could transform all the divine marks in the magic sword. By then, this spiritual sword with countless legends would completely belong to him!

"Then, I will go down the mountain from now on. Senior Tianhe is here. Then this Tianhe Lingshan belongs to the senior. When Senior Tianhe comes out of seclusion, I will serve with a long sword with both hands and receive the sword of the sword saint of that year. Let's go!"

“Yes, Master!”

With a low shout of excitement, the two men turned away under the eyes of all the swordsmen. The fat swordsman held his palm tightly, and the red blood fell down tickingly, but he didn't care. He just stared at the backs of the two with red eyes. The other party was extremely humiliating, but the ancestor never showed up. Could it be that I was wrong about it? That person was not the ancestor at all? The pale face was getting more and more

He was sad and angry and weak, and suddenly roared and knelt directly on the ground. His fat head suddenly kowtowed to the hall. With the muffled sounds, the blood stains instantly dyed blood on the bluestone slab. Liu Jingyao paused, and then he suddenly knelt on the ground. Next was Xiaobei. Nearly a hundred swordsmen wearing blood-colored sword robes were kneeling on the ground, kowtowing to the ancient hall, with sad and angry faces on his face.

Hate! I hate that as disciples, I cannot protect the foundation of our ancestors!

Hate! Hate the predecessors are no longer famous, and future generations can only survive!

Hate! I hate that we are disciples of the Sword Sect, but we cannot die with the enemy! We cannot die with the enemy! We cannot die with the enemy!

The muffled sounds, the bloody eyes, and the humiliating and hated faces made the remaining Buddhist monks in Vajra Temple move all the faces. They were so hunched that they could not stand the master whispered a Buddha's name and turned away: "The thousand-year grudges returned to Tianhe River, the sword light was exchanged, and the blood was dipped into a painting... The sword saint of that year finally fell... Losing the Tianhe Sword, a divine sword that suppressed luck, the Tianhe Sword Sect could only decline more and more... Amitabha Buddha..."

The Buddhist practitioners in yellow dress turned and left in sequence. When they left, they folded their hands together and leaned over to show their respect. In front of the hall, nearly a hundred swordsmen had blood stained with sword robes, knelt on the bluestone, and kowtowed their proud head hard.

Dong! Dong! Dong! Dong!

Suddenly, the fat swordsman paused and then stood up suddenly. At this time, the fat and plump forehead was already blurred with blood. He used both hands to remove the blue and white sword robe that had been dyed with all the blood on his body. He let out a white underwear and carefully placed the sword robe on the ground. The fat swordsman turned around and stepped away with a sharp step. A tragic aura on his body soared into the sky. Behind him, nearly a hundred swordsmen untied the sword robe. The long sword on his waist roared out of the sheath, and walked forward. His eyes were red like ghosts, and his whole body was covered with white clothes, with endless tragic decisive aura.

Thirty-three heads were locked in front of the hall, and the sword robe fell to the ground. I was no longer a member of the Tianhe Sword Sect in this life!

What we do has nothing to do with the Sword Sect, but it only represents that I am one person and one sword!

Where the long sword buzzed, there was a white-clothed swordsman emitting a sword holding the sword, and the eyes were full of endless blood.

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