1891. Chapter 1891 Carrying a knife (Happy New Year)
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September 7th, Tai'an City.
At this moment, almost all the seven true immortals gathered in Tai'an City.
The clouds and mist were lingering, and in front of the city lord's palace, there was a thousand-foot arena, with hundreds of people sitting majestically around it.
Ning family, Hu family, Xiang family, Li family, Chen family, Han family, Lu family, winner, Xiao family, Wang family!
The three major eighth-class clans and the seven major ninth-class clans are almost gathered here.
Among the ten major families, there are more than a hundred true immortals and more than two hundred descendants.
Among them there are many powerful true immortals from the fifth and even sixth heavens of Kuting.
Where the Ning family was, Ning Wuque stood respectfully next to Ning Wanxian, while Qin Xuan sat beside him, holding a teacup in his hand.
At his feet, Qin Lei lay prone, as if he was extremely well-behaved.
Some vague eyes occasionally passed over where Qin Xuan was, with serious expressions on their faces.
Qin Xuan has always been mysterious to the ten tribes, and so far, they don't know much about Qin Xuan.
The only thing that can be understood is that in the past, at Tai'an Yunlou, Qin Xuan killed Qi Yu, the fourth-level king of Kouting, with one sword. He sat down to control Lei Lin, swallowed the wind dragon alive, and his evil reputation shocked the five cities.
"Is this the master of the thunder lin that controls the calamity? It's difficult to understand the realm, but it is indeed extraordinary!" A graceful woman from the Wang family said slowly.
The Wang family is an eighth-class clan, tied with the Xiao family as the winner.
The Xiao family is related to the Xiao family in the Northern Territory. The winner is also backed by the general trend, but it has always been mysterious.
The Wang family, however, is related to the sage lineage of Tianjiuzhou. Their ancestors were disciples of the sage lineage and were responsible for these five cities.
Nowadays, the lords of the five cities are all related to the Wang family. For example, the wife of the lord of Tai'an City is named Wang.
The Wang family has always kept a low profile and does not like to participate in the battle of the five cities.
Where the winner is, Ying Tianchang's eyes fell on Qin Xuan, his eyes were calm and there was nothing strange about him.
As for the Ning family, Xiao Ningxue occasionally glanced at Qin Xuan, her expression slightly cold.
"Are those the two true immortals of the Xiao family who are at the sixth level of the court?" Qin Xuan's eyes fell on the Xiao family, his eyes leisurely.
I saw two people behind Xiao Ningxue, an old man and a young man.
Ning Wuque hurriedly replied from behind: "That old man's name is Xiao Yujian. He entered the sixth level of Kouting ten thousand years ago."
"The Wang family once entered the winner's circle with a sword, and defeated two major families. Looking across the five cities, except for the ancestor of the Xiao family, there is no other opponent with swordsmanship!"
"As for that young man, he is the number one descendant of the Xiao family. He is Xiao Ningxue's uncle and the brother of the head of the Xiao family, Xiao Chuanhe!"
Ning Wuque explained to Qin Xuan: "This person seems to have gone out to travel to the first level of heaven and traveled to Tianjiuzhou. He came back twenty thousand years ago, but went directly to the sixth level of Kengting. Three hundred years ago, he fought with Xiao Yujian and exchanged thousands of moves.
Only half the sword was defeated."
"The ancestor of the Xiao family once said that the Xiaochuan River has the appearance of entering the Great Luo River!"
Qin Xuan glanced at the two people and sipped tea gently.
Xiao Yujian's sword intention was gentle, but he could feel a touch of willow intention. However, it should also be an inferior immortal intention. However, this person is afraid that he has mastered more than one sword intention, and the second sword intention has begun to take shape.
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As for Xiao Chuanhe, Qin Xuan smiled softly. It was a bit immature, but it was still like uncut jade. If it was slightly carved, it might not be able to become something useful.
From the eighth-level clan, these two people can be regarded as outstanding people because they can cultivate to this point in this fish pond.
Perhaps, if they were in a seventh-level or sixth-level clan, the two of them could achieve higher achievements.
The years passed by slowly, and the sun was rising three times, but no one present showed any impatience on their faces.
They all know that in today's war, they have cultivated to such an extent that they have been in seclusion for who knows how many years. They still have such patience.
Suddenly, Qin Xuan's eyes moved slightly, and he turned his head to look north.
At the end of his gaze, there was a shadow that continued to lengthen under the sunlight.
A middle-aged man, missing one ear, was wearing black clothes and walking slowly with white shoes.
Behind it, there is a long knife wrapped in cloth. The only thing that can be reached is the handle. On the handle, there is a faint strange magic pattern, which seems to be like a pupil, which is slightly strange.
When Qin Xuan noticed it, within a few breaths, the real immortal who was present at the sixth level of Kengting had also noticed it.
They turned their heads to look, and then the seven Ning family members also followed everyone's gaze.
"Xiang Yuntao!"
Beside him, Ning Wanxian's eyes changed, and he couldn't help but stand up slowly.
"Is this Xiang Yuntao? He doesn't seem to have much momentum!?"
"It's a bit shabby to dress up like this. Is he really a true immortal who knocks on the sixth level of heaven?"
"That knife is so weird!"
Among the ten clans present, some of the younger generations couldn't help but talk about it.
However, the winner of the Xiao family, the strong man of the sixth level of Kuting of the Wang family, his eyes narrowed slightly.
From Xiang Yuntao's body, they actually felt a trace of heart palpitations. This was a kind of intuition, mysterious and hard to describe.
Xiang Yuntao carried his sword and walked forward until he appeared three hundred feet away from the arena and slowly stopped.
He raised his head slightly and looked at the hundreds of people from these ten tribes.
"Taian City, I haven't been back for a long time!"
Xiang Yuntao slowly spoke, his voice hoarse, and just as the sound fell, a sound of swords resounded throughout the world.
Behind him, the cloth wrapped around the knife burst into pieces, the blade trembled slightly, and the terrifying sword roar made everyone in the sixth level of Kouting involuntarily show expressions of pain at this moment.
The sound of the knife sounded like it was being cut into the ear.
In an instant, a terrifying sword intent shot up into the sky.
The purple and ink-colored long sword soared into the sky, and then fell into Xiang Yuntao's hand.
Xiang Yuntao held his sword and slashed out suddenly. The sword glowed like a dragon and rushed straight to the ring three hundred feet away.
But Xiang Yuntao suddenly took a step forward. He rose into the air and landed on the sword light.
He is dressed in black, has a long purple ink sword, and walks with the sword shining on his feet.
This scene made everyone from the ten tribes look shocked.
The sword light is three hundred feet long and does not scatter. The foot steps on the sword light. What a masterful control of power!?
Even the two true immortals from the Xiao family, including Ying Tianchang and the graceful woman from the Wang family, could not help but look solemn at this moment.
In just a few breaths, the sword light had dissipated, and Xiang Yuntao came down with the sword.
His eyes swept over the people present, and finally stopped at the Ning family.
"Ning Wanxian!"
His voice was smooth and hoarse, "In the past, my revenge on Xiang Jia was destroyed, and there was a sea of blood in the sky!"
"Why not..."
"Come and die!?"
As the sound fell, his body was condensed by the condensed and undissipated sword intent. Behind him, it turned into a strange phenomenon. A centipede with a whole body of purple ink appeared. It was ferocious and terrifying. All the juniors present could not help but turn pale at this moment.
His face was bloodless.
"The sword's intention takes shape!"
In that terrifying vision, Qin Xuan murmured softly.
"It's rare to see anyone below the seventh level!"
Not only Qin Xuan, but also the three major and eighth-level clans couldn't help but look shocked at this moment.
The sword's intention transformed into form. This Xiang Yuntao actually mastered the sword's intention to transform in the realm of the sixth heaven of Kouting!?
Xiao Yujian and Xiao Chuanhe looked at each other, and suddenly, two sword sounds sounded.
A gray-white long sword and a green jade long sword rose up and landed directly three feet away from Xiang Yuntao.
The two true immortals of the Xiao family stepped on each other and rose up like giants. They stood on their respective immortal swords with their hands behind their backs, as if sword immortals had come to the world.
"Xiao family, Xiao Yujian!"
"Xiao Family, Xiaochuan River!"
"generation……"
The two Xiao family sixth-level immortals spoke in unison.