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Seven Sword Sect's martial arts performance venue.
Shortly after Chen hour, before the rising sun had time to fully emerge, the snowflakes that had stopped falling fell again.
A faint murderous aura began to fill the air, and martial arts people continued to attend the martial arts arena. The total number of sects and aristocratic families in Hailing Prefecture that were eligible to be invited was less than two hundred.
There are not many disciples of the Seven Kills Sword Sect. Those who can be selected and have the talent for sword practice are all carefully screened and screened by the Seven Kills Sword Sect.
Compared to other top sects, where the family often has more than a thousand disciples, the Seven Killing Sword Sect has only about a hundred disciples. Counting the deacons, protectors, elders, etc., the number is only over two hundred, and the rest are just over a hundred servants.
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This is a kendo sect that upholds tranquility, and its disciples are very independent. According to Bu Nian, among the more than a hundred disciples, except for those who are fourteen or five years old, as long as they are over eighteen years old, they will enter youth.
Almost all of them have established the foundation to open the sky and entered the third-rate realm. After reaching the weak crown, many have awakened their origin and entered the second-rate dragon and tiger realm.
The most important thing is that more than half of the hundred or so disciples of the Seven Kills Sword Sect possess the edge of swordsmanship. Although they have not truly understood the origin of swordsmanship, it is extremely rare. There are even two or three people among them who have sharp auras, such as
The sword is hidden in the scabbard, which clearly means that you have truly grasped the origin of kendo and have just begun to get started.
The girl's gaze had a panoramic view of the entire martial arts arena, and the eyes of many martial arts people also fell on the side seat next to the chairman where she was.
This is the disciple of the little god!
A girl who looked to be about eleven or two years old, with bright eyes and white teeth. She was alone in such a big scene, but she didn't show any timidity. Sitting there, she naturally had a quiet and elegant temperament.
There are celebrities in Hailing Prefecture who admire in their hearts that this temperament is indeed worthy of the name of a top sect like Qingyang Palace. The only pity is that the female disciple of the Little God is too young. Even with the background of Qingyang Palace, she can make
He embarked on the road of foundation building in advance and had some cultivation. For a top sword sect like the Seven Kills Sword Sect, it was a bit disrespectful.
Not far away from Bu Nian is the seat of Guangxiao Temple. Monk Liaoguang is still the same as before, but his sharp energy has subsided and he has become peaceful and quiet. This is because the origin of Buddhism has penetrated deep into his bones and he has gradually realized the essence of Buddhist martial arts.
signs.
The young monk was sitting next to her, looking a little uneasy. Although he seemed calm, his eyes would glance over the girl's body from time to time.
He has never been able to figure out how the girl cracked his Bodhi Buddha Fist. He thought about it all night and found that if he did it again, even if he was prepared, the result would still be the same.
Of course, in addition to the young monk, many disciples of the Seven Kills Sword Sect also glanced at the girl. Some people frowned, but they still took back the sharpness in their eyes. A little girl is not worth it.
They express their anger.
"The sect master has arrived!"
"Ning Xian, the descendant of the Immortal Burial Sword and Sword Tomb, has arrived!"
A handyman from the Seven Kills Sword Sect shouted loudly, and all eyes in the martial arts arena immediately focused on him.
Taniguchi, the leader of the Seven Kills Sword Sect, the Seven Kills Sword King of this generation, a middle-aged man with a solemn face, with a smile on his face at the moment, standing side by side with a young man about twenty-three or four years old, with long sword eyebrows and indifferent eyebrows.
Then, beside the young man, there was also a young man who was about thirteen or fourteen years old and had a temperament similar to that of the young man. He was carrying an epee as tall as him and as black as ink.
The young man made clear steps step by step, and some martial arts people were stunned. The heavy sword must have weighed a hundred or ten kilograms, not one or two hundred kilograms of strength to be able to swing it freely. It would have to be at least close to a strong horse.
Only with great strength can one use it, and walking with a sword behind his back like the young man in front of him is also a kind of torture on the flesh and bones.
However, at the age of thirteen or fourteen, many famous martial arts masters in Hailing Prefecture could not help but lament that they could have such foundation-building skills at the age of thirteen or fourteen. If it were the children of their sect or family, they would have just come into contact with foundation-building skills at this age.
It is already rare to be able to master the most basic pile techniques.
Needless to say, this young man is wearing a gray cloth robe. The only one who can walk side by side with the Seven Killing Sword King of this generation is Jian Zhong, who is walking in the world, ninth on the Hunyuan Ranking, and the Immortal Burying Sword Ningshen.
Holy ban!
Many young people can't help but have a look of fanaticism in their eyes. They use their unenlightened bodies to attack the soul. This is the forbidden realm.
A young holy ban is the state they are eager to reach in their dreams. If they can achieve it, they will have no regrets in this life.
For a time, everyone in the entire mountain martial arts field stood up. Today, the name of the Immortal Burying Sword is heard throughout the eighteen provinces and one hundred and eight states. This Immortal Burying Sword even once buried an immortal with a sword, dozens of miles apart.
He was able to forcefully challenge a famous master of the third level of soul and reincarnation realm, knocking him back several miles.
Even so, this Immortal Burial Sword admitted that he had not yet entered the realm of the Forbidden King.
This shocked the world. How powerful the Forbidden King was, and attacking the Yuanshen with a body that had never been enlightened was enough to frighten people. If it was true as the Immortal Burying Sword said, many Yuanshen figures would be ashamed.
Bu Nian also slowly stood up. This generation of Seven Kill Sword King approached, his eyes fell, he just nodded slightly, then turned his head and stopped paying attention.
The girl understood that the leader of the Seven Killing Sword Sect was still dissatisfied.
On the other hand, the Immortal Burial Sword's gaze swept across his body, and there was a faint ray of divine light that was not easy to detect.
After the Immortal Burial Sword and the Seven Killing Sword King of this generation sat down, all the martial arts figures in Hailing Prefecture took their seats one after another.
The annual ceremony ceremony was presided over by an elder from the Seven Kills Sword Sect, but with more than a hundred disciples, the competition went on very quickly, and the dust almost settled not long after noon.
During the Seven Kills Sword Sect Annual Festival Competition, the disciples who have not established the foundation and the disciples who have not established the foundation have not been separated. Among the disciples who have not established the foundation there is a seventeen-year-old boy with the power of a Pegasus, basic swordsmanship, and enlightenment.
The sharpness of the sword was actually born in the hands of an older senior brother who was a third-rate master. He lasted ten swords before his strength was exhausted and he was defeated.
Among the disciples who established the foundation, one entered the second-rate elite realm. He was about twenty-two or three years old. He was an outstanding disciple who understood the origin of swordsmanship and overcame his fellow disciples to become the leader.
"The Seven Swordsman killed you and became the king. Now on the Dragon and Tiger Ranking, this one is ranked thirteenth."
"Rising in half a year..."
Some Hailing Prefecture martial arts people were hesitant to speak. They did not expect that the Seven Kills Sword Sect would actually hide such a young master. Although today's Dragon and Tiger list is far less than before, those who can be on the list can still be regarded as if we look at today's young generation.
He is a rare master, especially one who ranks thirteenth. There are rumors in the world that this sword kills half a foot seven times, and it has entered the taboo level. It just lacks a few points of accumulation, and it can completely stand on this foot.
heel.
"What do you think, Mr. Ning?" The Seven Killing Sword King of this generation said with a smile.
"Alright."
Ning Shen nodded. The Immortal Burial Swordsman looked very cold, but the master of the Seven Killing Sword Sect knew that he was aloof and arrogant. In addition, as a forbidden swordsman, it was extremely difficult to get the word "Shang Ke" from his mouth.
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Clang!
Suddenly, there was a sound of swords ringing in the martial arts field, and a fierce sword force rose up. I saw the seven-kill long sword unsheathed, pointing at Ning Shen in the distance, the white sword tip was shining with cold light, and said in a deep voice:
"You become the king, please teach me!"
What!
In the martial arts field, all the martial arts people in Hailing Prefecture were shocked. Only the disciples of the Seven Killing Sword Sect showed a clear expression, while some of the protectors and elders felt a headache, even though they had expected it.
"You become the king, step back!"
The face of this generation of Seven Kill Sword King is a bit ugly.
"It doesn't matter." Ning Shen said calmly, "You only have one chance to draw the sword."
call out!
As soon as the Immortal Burial Sword finished speaking, a ray of sword light was gray and black, and it was as if one could see rivers of blood, mountains of bones, and vacuum distortions. Wherever the sword passed, it actually tore apart a line of pale, shattering vacuum swords.
mark.
hiss!
Many martial arts celebrities in Hailing Prefecture couldn't help but take a breath of cold air. Really, few of these sword practitioners were normal people. They went straight, without any deviation, and took action as soon as they were told.
But this sword also shocked many people. Just now in the New Year Festival Competition, the Seventh Sword Killer has not even used his full strength. The power of this sword has already touched the taboo level, and it can be said that he has half a foot.
into it.
Ning Shen sat still, the sword light came to his body, but stopped suddenly, as if he encountered an invisible barrier.
Then, in the slightly contracted pupils of the Seven Kills Sword King of this generation, the aura of sword power originating from his most outstanding disciple of the Seven Kills Sword Sect dissipated into nothingness in an instant like white snow in spring.
King Juncheng put away his sword, took a deep breath, turned around and left.
"I'm sorry, Mr. Ning, but I'm rude, my disciple." The leader of the Seven Killing Sword Sect apologized.
"A swordsman should be like a sword that cannot be broken. A soft sword is not a sword, but the spirit of tact is good." The Immortal Burial Swordsman unexpectedly nodded his head in a rare way.
The Seven-Kill Sword King of this generation looked thoughtful, and the martial arts people from Hailing Prefecture who were watching from all sides of the martial arts arena also looked thoughtful. What a swordsman sage said is the same for all swordsmen practitioners.
warnings and guidance.
"uncle."
At this time, beside Ning Shen, the young man with the heavy sword on his back slowly stood up and said: "Seeing all the same people, it is difficult to bear the sword."
"The sword's heart is restless." Ning Shen raised his eyebrows, "How to conceive a god."
"Young master Ning, you don't have to be like this," the leader of the Seven Killing Sword Sect said with a smile, "It is rare for a descendant of the Sword Tomb to compete with a disciple of my Seven Killing Sword Sect. I am afraid that my disciple is very thirsty for enlightenment."
He glanced slightly sideways, glanced at the calm-looking nephew beside him, and Ning Shen said calmly: "Go ahead."
The young man bowed slightly and stepped out. His steps were neither slow nor hasty, and each clear footprint extended forward as he moved.
Not wanting to see it in her eyes, the girl could feel that this young man's spiritual power was falling in her direction. (Please give me a monthly recommendation, Qidian's genuine subscription is the greatest support for Shibu!) (