Guo Jian was stunned for a moment, then became ecstatic, his hands trembling with excitement: "Brother, please come with me, I will take you to the sword tomb now."
The reason why Su Qi chose to do it at night was because he wanted Guo Jian, the sword maniac, to take him directly to the formation.
If he calls other disciples of the Sword Tomb during the day, he must first inform the elders and then the leader. Even if he suspects Su Qi's identity, he must send another disciple to the Qingyou Sword Sect to verify it.
When I came back, half a month had passed and Su Qi was already gone.
On the contrary, Guo Jian is a swordsman who is obsessed with swordsmanship and has a stubborn character. His biggest wish is to see someone break through the sword tomb formation, so after learning that Su Qi holds an immortal sword and is from the Qingyou Sword Sect, he forgets everything about the report.
Clean.
The strong wind hit the outside of the valley, and howls resounded in the valley. The other disciples were afraid of the darkness at night, but Guo Jian was the only one who was brave and guarded the entrance of the valley alone.
Guo Jian is a small person, and even if he has little ability in the future, the flowers bloomed all over the valley that year, and the status of Qingyou Sword Sect fell to the bottom.
Su Qi came to look for the sword, but was turned away by Bai Ri's disciples.
But Guo Jian, who was on duty at night, still treated the disciples of the Qingyou Sword Sect as before, calling Su Qi his senior brother and taking him to find the sword.
Unfortunately, the wind was not as strong as today, and the patrolling disciples discovered their presence. Guo Jian was expelled from the sect after his cultivation was abolished, and he followed Su Qi back to Qingyou Sword Sect.
For the rest of his life, he worked as an ordinary disciple guarding the gate of Qingyou Sword Sect.
The sound of the cracks blown by the wind became louder and louder, but the three disciples were not very afraid.
"Here we are, right here."
Su Qi didn't hesitate anymore and rushed into the formation instantly.
The Sword Tomb Formation was activated. At first, a sword flew out from the Sword Tomb to confront Su Qi. However, Su Qi's azure sword cut iron like clay and cut the sword in half.
The next moment, eighteen swords attack at the same time. This is the limit for ordinary passers-by. They only need to block it to pass.
But Su Qi didn't come to pick the sword, he came to destroy it.
Originally, Su Qi had no such plan, but now that he has the Azure Sword and the conditions, he must try boldly and practice bravely.
Guo Jian was dumbfounded, but he still didn't realize the seriousness of the problem, and instead became more and more excited.
Su Qi had already cut off hundreds of swords in a short period of time. After the thousandth sword was cut off, the entire sword tomb became furious.
A bloody black sword with extremely evil aura flew out from the sword mound, and at the same time, tens of thousands of swords followed.
The three disciples all showed a look of expectation. The leading sword must be the General Sword mentioned by Master!
Su Qi showed a smile of success, and then struck at the formation's eye. In an instant, the sword energy overflowed, and all swords within a radius of thousands of miles were instantly released.
Some sword cultivators don't have enough affection for their own swords, so the swords leave their bodies and fly away to the Valley of Ten Thousand Swords.
Thousands of swords return to the clan, and the wonders of the world appear.
Guo Jian, a swordsman who is crazy about swordsman, almost laughed out loud. He felt that seeing this scene would be worth it even if he died immediately!
Su Qi looked at the general sword rushing towards him, showed a smile, and conveyed his words directly with the help of the Azure Sword.
Lian Qing refused at first because such words were too unbelievable for him to understand, but he also knew that if he didn't say it, his master would be dead.
So Lian Qing conveyed Su Qi's words, and then the surging general's sword was stunned for a moment, and then stopped suddenly, hovering in front of Su Qi, and looked at each person and sword in front of him.
"The love between a man and a sword can move the heavens and the earth, and can also transcend life and death. Regardless of secular prejudice, no matter what it does, we must make our own decisions about our own lives!"
Huyou Su gently caressed Tian Qingjian, as if he were treating his wife who had returned home, and touched his forehead. The tenderness seemed to be contagious.
It caused the general's sword to put away its evil aura and bestowed upon him the sword's will that had been accumulated for thousands of years.
Ten thousand years of sword intent echoed among the five people, one sword, one dog and one fox, and for a moment the bloody smell filled the space.
Su Qi had no time to explain, so he could only shout: "Looking for the veins of the sword relying on the heavens and the universe, floating clouds for thousands of years, frost and cold autumn, ruffling energy like a rainbow across hundreds of rivers, ambushing and trampling on meteors from thousands of miles away."
Musheng understood the situation and the general's sword, but he also understood that this sword was not destined for him.
After he silently recited the mental method, the chaotic sword intention had a direction, and the Wugou sword body was gradually born.
Bingyu had never thought that Sword Intent Tempering the Body would be so comfortable, as if all the bones in the body were being massaged by thousands of hands.
The hammer swallowed the sword's will, and she could no longer suppress the idea of becoming stronger. If she wanted to protect her master, she must continue to become stronger!
Guo Jian, a swordsman, recited his thoughts silently, sometimes laughing and sometimes crying. In the end, he looked indifferent, as if he had lost all his emotions, and all he had was his persistence in the way of swordsmanship.
The thick sword intent penetrated into the body of the little black dog, causing it to become hairy for a while and then smooth for a while. It was really funny.
Originally, Mo Ran didn't intend to absorb the sword's intention, but at a casual glance he saw the little fox in Musheng's arms absorbing the sword's intention, and he couldn't sit still.
Its status must never be shaken!
Neither can a fox!
The Ten Thousand Years Sword Intention was gone in the blink of an eye, and even General Jian was stunned, obviously not expecting that a test would turn into a gluttonous feast.
"Any more?"
Su Qi frowned, as if his sword intent was not enough.
The general's sword rang lightly and he was about to leave. Su Qi shouted anxiously: "Don't leave, our physique has not been transformed yet. What will we do if you leave?"
The general's sword paused for a moment, and then a figure held it in his hand. It seemed like he was a destined partner, and he looked back and smiled innocently.
Both General Jian and Su Qi were stunned, and both looked at Guo Jian who was holding the sword.
At this time, Guo Jian was no longer confused, his eyes were clear, and there was even a faint smile on his lips.
"Thank you for your help, senior brother. I have woken up. General Sword, you are finally back in my hands."
Su Qi asked curiously: "Are you the Heavenly Sword King?"
Guo Jian stroked the calm general's sword and said with a smile: "Yes and no, I will repay my brother's kindness in awakening me one day, but now, I am going to run away."
Guo Jian stood up with his sword and disappeared in a flash.
Su Qi was stunned, then looked at the disciples of the Sword Tomb Sect who were surrounding him, and sighed softly: "After much calculation, I didn't figure this out. The general's sword that was so close at hand just flew away."
"Moran, let's go!"
The little black dog's speed of light increased, and it carried several people out of the surrounding area and ran out of the Valley of Ten Thousand Swords.
But before he could breathe a sigh of relief, he saw Guo Jian holding a general sword and fighting back and forth with the master of the Sword Tomb Sect.
"My accomplice is here. Master, you can't leave."
Guo Jian chuckled, frightening the door owner to take half a step back, but in the next moment Guo Jian walked away and disappeared into the sky.
The master of the Sword Tomb Sect and Su Qi were left staring at each other with big eyes.
"What a thief, let him die!"
Guo Jian definitely couldn't catch up, but he was still sure of catching the few people below. As soon as the door owner came down, he was killed by Guo Jian and was stabbed in the back on the spot.
Although not fatal, it is extremely harmful and insulting!
"Ah ah ah, traitor Guo Jian! I want to kill you!"
Guo Jian did not panic at all, but looked at Su Qi and said: "Even if this kindness has been repaid, don't use it to threaten me again, otherwise I will not be merciful!"
Su Qi was not upset, because he had already directed the beast to escape in another direction.
I'm afraid this Guo Jian still doesn't know that there is an Immortal King here who has a full sense of justice.
For an old guy like this who has lived for who knows how many years, the ones he fears most are probably Taoist priests and monks. This chapter has been completed!