The forbidden area of sword tomb is the foundation of Xianjian mountain and the source of inheritance of Xianjian mountain!
There is a tradition in Xianjian mountain. After reaching a certain level of cultivation, disciples are qualified to enter the forbidden area of sword tomb and select a sword that matches it. They can inherit it in the sword!
Xianjian mountain can overwhelm wanhuang mountain in Kunwu mountain and become the first of the three forces in the sea world, which is full of cloud beasts and terrible sea beasts. Sword tomb skill is indispensable!
In Xianjian mountain, no disciple is unwilling to enter the sword tomb for cultivation.
There are a large number of swords worn by strong sword practitioners and their Kendo left in the sword tomb. It is a lighthouse on the road of cultivation for these disciples, which is of great help.
But somehow.
The high level of Xianjian mountain only allows disciples to enter the sword tomb once in their life.
Like the Purple Palace, the first day of the purple Qi peak, he couldn''t step into the sword tomb for the second time.
Therefore, he is very envious, or jealous. He has been guarding the sword tomb with old Qiu for decades.
I couldn''t help but say something.
But is abin''s temper so peaceful on the surface?
But like the sword in his hand, direct and never covered up!
"Ah, side!"
Purple Palace word by word.
"Well, I''m listening." ah Pang didn''t care about the almost cannibal eyes of the Purple Palace and smiled calmly.
Although the momentum was not obvious, this leisurely and unhurried made the image of ah Pang in the hearts of many disciples immediately tall and not as fat and low as before.
"Since Qiu Lao made a move and believes that the sword tomb will not change again, those who break into the sword tomb will surely die. Don''t look at it. Let''s go!"
Wan Jian spoke.
He offered to give way.
This result was somewhat unexpected to Zigong. He looked at wanjian in amazement.
Soon, I saw a dignified flash in Wan Jian''s eyes.
"Ah Pang, you have been recognized by the two killing swords. This is an achievement that many Xianjian mountain disciples dream of achieving. I hope you work hard and don''t insult those two swords!"
Wan Jian glanced at Pang''s hand and the sword still carried behind him. His expression was a little complicated.
You can get the recognition of two killing swords. No one can compare ah Pang''s potential in kendo. Although he is not as good as himself now, it will be sooner or later to surpass himself.
Even, he will become a generation of mountain master of Xianjian mountain.
He doesn''t want to offend such a potential genius too much.
What''s more, even if he now breaks through the obstruction of abin, he can''t break through the withered sword of Qiu Lao.
"This is nature!" ah Pang laughed.
The tense atmosphere between the two sides seemed to disappear all at once.
Restore friendship again!
"Purple Palace, if you don''t accept it, you can challenge me at will. I only have one sword. If you can beat me, you can guard the sword tomb instead of me!"
Ah Pang glanced at the unwilling Purple Palace.
As soon as he said this, many people were in an uproar. Even Zigong didn''t expect it.
His eyes twinkled with emotion.
But he didn''t rush.
"Dead fat man, I warn you, you''d better let me go, or my uncle Ma Lu will come out and slap you!"
Beiyueya, who had been ignored all the time, glared at APON and said angrily.
"Hehe, OK, call out your uncle Ma Lu. I''ll see how he killed me." ah Pang smiled and was not threatened at all.
"You, you''ll regret it!" beiyueya gritted her teeth with hate.
She did not expect that if she left in anger, she would fall into the hands of the enemy.
This is different from the last experience. How could this happen?
Her heart was very restless, and her eyes looked at the sword tomb, with a hint of expectation.
"Don''t dream. My master will take the lead. In the mountain and sea world, no one can defeat him in the sword tomb..."
Ah Pang highly respected his master. His words were full of respect. However, before he finished speaking, there was a loud noise in the sword tomb.
There was a roar of animals, which suppressed the sound of a sword. The sound of the sword was shrill and trembling.
"Master?" ah Pang turned fiercely and rushed to the forbidden area of the sword tomb.
……
Zhao Fang tirelessly provoked the broken sword on the wasteland, with more and more wounds on his body and deeper understanding of Fenshui sword.
When Zang Feng devours the immortal sword, he will also feed back some of the best principles of Kendo to him. After integrating these kendos, his water sharing sword will soon touch the first level.
A sword turns a hundred.
However, it is still very far away from this realm. At most, it only turns into twenty or thirty swords.
On the contrary, it is Zang Feng. After swallowing so many fairy swords, his edge becomes more and more prosperous. Finally, he has reached the peak of seven fairy swords, and there is a faint trend to cut through eight fairy swords.
Zhao Fang was overjoyed.
If you can use this method to promote Zang Feng to bapin Xianjian, it will undoubtedly be a great benefit to him.
However.
His amazing momentum eventually shocked the strong in the sword tomb.
"Who is presumptuous in my sword tomb!"
The old man''s voice was like a sword chant, which spread all over the forbidden area of the sword tomb and shocked the hearts of Zhao Fang, Xiao you and Nie Yan.
The next moment.
A fierce and deadly long sword breaks through layers of fog. Like a hidden assassin, it seizes the best opportunity to launch the most frightening and dangerous attack on Zhao Fang.
Qiang!
Tibetan Feng didn''t have time to defend, so he crossed it and cut directly on Zhao Fang''s blood armor.
The sword and armor collided, sparks splashed everywhere, and the armor was torn into a white hole to defend against the amazing blood ghost. It seems that the damage is not big.
Zhao Fang himself, however, was affected by the meaning of killing contained in the sword. He staggered back and bled at the corners of his lips.
Even if there was a bloody general, he couldn''t completely block the sword. He just felt a cold sword coming into his body. His strength seemed to be suppressed in an instant and couldn''t show a penny.
"Zhao Fang!"
Nie Yan''s face changed.
"Who are you? Why did you break into my sword tomb?"
The old man''s voice sounded as promised. I don''t know when there will be an old Taoist robe with a sword in front of the three people.
The old man carries a sword on his back. Now there is only a scabbard left.
"Your mother didn''t tell you to tell herself before asking someone else''s name?"
Leng Buding was cut off by a sword and nearly killed. Zhao was very angry. He was also full of anger at this seemingly innocent Taoist robe old man.
The Taoist robed old man looked as usual.
He didn''t care about Zhao Fang''s anger at all. He said faintly, "the name of the sword is Qiu Sha. I''m named after the sword. You can also call me Qiu Lao."
"I''m still your uncle."
Zhao Fang felt that the Taoist robed old man was too shameless. He just attacked himself and took advantage of himself in the twinkling of an eye.
"Two gods and nine weights?"
Qiu Lao ignored Zhao Fang''s dissatisfaction, his eyes fell on Nie Yan and Xiaoyou, who were on alert, and smiled faintly.
His calm attitude made Zhao feel uneasy.
And Xiao you''s voice made him sink in his heart:
"The old guy is at least a half step back to the virtual world. He can control the sword array here. It''s no less a threat to us than facing a strong back to the virtual world. It''s a little troublesome this time."