Chapter 861 The glory of the sword god, we will protect it
Chapter 861 The glory of the sword god, we will protect you
Chapter 861 The glory of the sword god, we will protect you
A huge floating island floats strangely on the sea. (duk ank
The sea below it gradually melts, its waves beat against the reef, and the sound of the waves gathers together and reaches the sky.
This floating island is so eerily still in the void, surrounded by clouds and mist.
Countless powerful auras are looming on the floating island, the cold wind is rolling up the clouds, and its endless buildings are looming in the clouds and mist.
A stone tablet that stretches straight into the sky stands on the floating island. A terrifying sword intent permeates the stone tablet. Three words are engraved on it: Fengzong Island!
Seal Zong Island and seal the whole world!
The area of this floating island is huge, and it looks no less than several Luoxia cities from a distance.
In the middle of the floating island, there is a platform that occupies nearly one-third of the floating island. And on this platform, the much-anticipated Zongbi is taking place.
On the Martial God Continent, all the powerful sects are gathered here. It can be said that all the elites on the Martial God Continent are gathered here.
Regardless of whether it is a first-rate sect, a second-rate sect, or a third-rate sect, even a few less-rate sects have received sword orders from the three halls.
The outcome of Zongbi is not only about the sect’s face, but also about the sect’s development in the decades to come.
Hundreds of thousands of warriors gathered on Fengzong Island. Although these people tried their best to restrain their auras, the auras they inadvertently revealed still formed a terrifying trend.
The platform is divided into four parts, and the sects are divided into four levels according to the strength of the sect: first-rate sects, second-rate sects, third-rate sects, and unqualified sects.
Countless steps surround the platform, and these steps spread upward. Each step covers a large area, with stone tables and so on placed on it.
These steps are called sect steps. According to the distribution of sect strength, weaker sects can only sit on the lowest steps and go up one by one.
At the end of the steps, there are three small floating platforms. These three floating platforms represent the peak strength of the sects in the Martial God Continent, that is, the three major halls.
And with the current strength of the four ancient clans, they can only be placed below their first-rate sects and between the second-rate sects.
The general trend is soaring into the sky, but there is no snow falling above the floating island.
The entire floating island was as quiet as death, waiting for Zongbi's arrival.
Countless sect elites suppressed the fighting spirit in their hearts. They practiced day and night just for this moment to win glory for their sect.
There are countless sects standing on the long steps. The higher you go up, the more terrifying the pressure brought by the general trend is, and the further down you go, the pressure is getting smaller and smaller.
On one of the lowest steps, five figures stood on it. There were only five figures on the huge steps. Compared with the densely packed figures on the other steps, the figures on this step undoubtedly looked very eye-catching.
A dark stone tablet stands on the steps, with three large ancient characters carved on it: Sword God Gate!
Who would have thought that the Sword God Gate, which once dominated the two nebulae, can now only be located at the lowest point of the steps.
The Sword God Sect that used to control the Martial God Continent has now become an inferior sect. It still retains its reputation, but its strength is not enough to match that reputation.
On other steps, some sect leaders looked thoughtfully at the Sword God Sect below, with an inexplicable chill in their eyes.
Zongbi is an invisible fight. The loser loses the position of the sect that protects the country. The winner not only defends the country under his control, but also gains a new country under control.
To other sects, the current Sword God Sect is undoubtedly a sheep caught in a pack of wolves, and everyone wants to bite it.
Thousands of eyes looked at the five figures. These people were all above the Soul Martial Realm. The pressure in their eyes gathered together to form a general trend that directly suppressed the five figures.
The five figures standing on the steps are Han Jian, Feng Ge, Liu Ye, Lu Ya, and Shen Shen.
Bang bang! This general trend, carrying the power of heaven and earth, swept in overwhelmingly and suppressed the five people.
Bang bang! The five people from Han Jian took a few steps back with a bang, a touch of bright red dripping from the corners of their mouths. Facing this general trend that was like the power of heaven and earth, they could not resist.
As if a Mount Tai was pressing down on them, the five of them were under inexplicable pressure all the time.
Bang bang! The five people took a few steps back again. Facing this pressure, if the five people gave up their resistance and sat down, then this terrifying pressure would naturally disappear.
But they can't. They represent the Sword God Sect. The backs of Han Jian and others are like the spine of swords and cannot be bent.
"Some honors have been forgotten by others, but we still remember them because these honors have penetrated deeply into our souls and our blood!"
"We will always remember that era that belonged to the Sword God Sect. Even though we were defeated, we have never forgotten the glory in our hearts. The disciples of the Sword God Sect only kneeled to the sky, to the ground, to their parents, to their mentor, to the Moon God, and not to the moon god.
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"We are carrying the mission of glory, and we use our lives to protect these honors, not just the glory of the Five Peaks, but the glory of the Sword God Sect!"
Bang bang! The five figures took a few steps back again. As they stepped back, their scarlet blood dripped, and the ground was scarlet, which was shocking.
Poof! A chuckle as sweet as an oriole suddenly resounded in this silent moment.
Immediately following the laughter was a childish voice: "Master, are those five people from the Sword God Sect?"
"Isn't it recorded in the ancient books that the Sword God Sect was once the glory of the Martial God Continent and once guarded the Martial God Continent? Why has the Sword God Sect become what it is today?"
After the child's voice fell, a deeper voice sounded: "Glory only belongs to the past. Now the Sword God Sect has fallen. It is the three major halls that protect the Martial God Continent!"
For a time, countless comments sprung up on the floating island. Some of these people were reminiscing about the Sword God Sect in the past, some were regretting it, some were sighing, and some were sneering.
A new era will definitely take over an old era. The era of Sword God Sect only belongs to ancient times, not today.
"For them, glory belongs to the past, but for us, glory is always glory. Glory, like classics, will never fade with time, but becomes more precious!" Feng Ge whispered.
Regardless of whether others understand it or not, at least Han Jian and the others understand this honor, which belongs to the disciples of the Sword God Sect.
Face a little pale, Feng Ge gritted her teeth, raised her right foot, and stepped forward suddenly.
No matter the voices of regret and ridicule around us are like the sea, we always stick to our perseverance.
Han Jian and others also stepped forward one after another. They are disciples of the Sword God Sect. Facing the doubts of the powerful people in the mainland, they will bear it together, understand their shame together and then be brave.
One day, we will bloom the power that makes the world tremble. We firmly believe that the sword god sets sail and I am the sword god.
This is the will of a sect, a will that is integrated deep into the souls of sect disciples.
On the steps where the Qinglong Clan stood, Qing Jue narrowed her eyes slightly, looking at the sects below with endless chill in her eyes.
Several Qinglong clan members had already taken a few steps forward, and were about to speak out to stop the discussion below and disperse the general trend, but Qing Jue stopped the actions of these Qinglong clan members.
"There are some things that they need to bear because they are disciples of the Sword God Sect!" Qing Jue whispered, and anyone could hear that he was suppressing the anger in his heart.
"Humans are a very strange thing. Thousands of years ago, it was the disciples of the Sword God Sect who protected this continent with the swords in their hands. It was the Sword God Sect who exchanged their lives for thousands of years of stability!"
"But in the end, the people guarded by the ancestors of the Sword God are laughing at their descendants. This is a kind of sadness, a silent sadness!" Qing Jue whispered, raised her head, and looked at the other step with deep meaning.
On the steps, clusters of purple flames danced in the air, and some middle-aged men in purple robes sat on them.
The middle-aged man at the head was like a cluster of beating flames, invisible. The middle-aged man noticed Qing Jue's gaze, opened his eyes, looked at Qing Jue, and continued to close his eyes.
"Fire Emperor!" Qing Jue whispered, a complex look flashed in his eyes. That middle-aged man was the leader of the Suzaku Clan, the Fire Emperor!
The Suzaku fire was beating around the Fire Emperor. The Fire Emperor ignored the comments below, and his aura completely blended into the world...