"It must be possible... it must be possible..." The Sword King clenched his fists and looked at Yuwen Jiansheng holding the hilt of the sword with both hands. He was so nervous that his vision seemed to be blurred.
The moment Yuwen Jiansheng held the bronze sword with both hands, the originally ordinary bronze sword suddenly heard a sword cry like a dragon roaring and a phoenix roaring. The sword body did not move and produced its own sword cry. Outsiders heard this sword cry.
I just thought it was the trembling sound of the sword, but the sword king who had tried to pull out the sword countless times knew that the sound of the sword was like a whip that whipped people's spirits, and could destroy a person's will in an instant.
The fight was torn apart, and a weak-willed person could not hold on for even a thousandth of a second. Even the sword king himself, the longest time he fought did not last more than five seconds.
And in those five seconds, he could only fight against the sound of the sword with all his strength, without even a trace of strength to pull out the sword.
Yuwen Jiansheng held the hilt of the sword tightly, and time passed bit by bit. To the sword king, every second seemed like a century.
It wasn't until Yuwen Jiansheng held on for the sixth second that he still didn't show any sign of difficulty. Great hope suddenly arose in the Sword King's heart.
"It will definitely work this time. The era that belongs to my Sword King lineage will definitely come." The reason why the Sword King took a fancy to Yuwen Jiansheng and accepted him as his disciple was not only because of Yuwen Jiansheng's talent, but also because of Yuwen Jiansheng's talent.
He is extremely persistent in his belief in swordsmanship. Only such a person can possibly pull out this sword.
Gong Xingyu also has strong beliefs and good qualifications, but he doesn't like to use swords and is unwilling to learn swordsmanship. This makes the Sword King very helpless.
The Sword King once dreamed about Gong Xingyu when he was young. One day Gong Xingyu would be able to pull out this sword. But Gong Xingyu shattered his dream. Fortunately, he found Yuwen Jiansheng, who was definitely not inferior to him.
A disciple who has the qualifications of Gong Xingyu, but has the will of swordsmanship that Gong Xingyu does not have.
Time passed by second by second, and the longer the time passed, the more hope the Sword King felt. However, after a minute, Yuwen Jiansheng had not yet seen Yuwen Jiansheng pull out the sword, and Yuwen Jiansheng's face already showed a ferocious look.
The color made the Sword King's heart suddenly tremble, and a bad premonition arose in his heart.
When it was almost the third minute, Yuwen Jiansheng's whole body was shaking violently, and the veins on his face were beating like a ghost. There was no focus in his opened eyes, only blood red.
"Have you still failed? Can such a swordsman still not be recognized by this sword?" The sword king felt sad in his heart, but he knew that he could not delay it any longer. Yuwen Jiansheng himself would definitely not give up, but if he let it go.
Yuwen Jiansheng's Taoist heart will be directly shaken to pieces by the sword sound, and Yuwen Jiansheng will be truly destroyed.
He took action and forcibly shook Yuwen Jiansheng away from the bronze sword. After Yuwen Jiansheng's hands left the hilt of the sword, the sound of the sword disappeared, and Yuwen Jiansheng also regained consciousness.
"Master, give me another chance, I will definitely do it." Yuwen Jiansheng gritted his teeth and looked at the seemingly ordinary bronze sword, his face full of unwillingness.
"I know you can do it. You are the only person in our Sword King City after that Sword King who can sustain the sound of the sword for more than one minute. And you are only in the first rank. And when you are promoted to the second rank,
After the third sequence, we will definitely be able to pull out the sword, but now we have no time, the mission of the King of Defiance is coming soon." The Sword King calmed down at this time.
"Master, I am not willing to give in." Yuwen Jiansheng is really not willing to give in. What he is not willing to accept is not only his own failure, but the most important thing is that he really does not want to let the Sword King down.
The Sword King has his own biological son, and he is only the Sword King's disciple, but the Sword King taught him without reservation, gave him all the resources of the Sword King City, and even let him inherit the Sword King City in the future. All of this,
Yuwen Jiansheng couldn't help but be moved. In Yuwen Jiansheng's heart, the Sword King was his lifelong benefactor and his closest relative. He didn't want to see the Sword King a little disappointed, let alone this sword.
The sword is the Sword King's greatest hope in his life, how could he let him down like this?
"Aren't you willing to give in?" The Sword King's eyes fell on Yuwen Jiansheng's face, which showed the stubbornness of a child, and he smiled and said: "Then use your actions to prove that you are the only one in this world worthy of this sword.
Sword, one day, use your power to get this sword back for Sword King City in a fair and just manner."
"Master, what do you mean?" Yuwen Jiansheng trembled slightly.
The Sword King looked at Yuwen Jiansheng and said solemnly: "I see hope in you, and this hope is greater than my hope for that sword. I believe that even without that sword, you can still lead the Sword King Chengzhong
Returning to the Peak of Glory, just like the Sword Queen back then, she did not have this sword, but she was also the king who swept the world, and her fame was even greater than that of the Sword King back then. What the Sword Queen can do, I believe
You can definitely do it too.”
"Master, I will never let you down again, even if I die." Yuwen Jiansheng suppressed the twinge in his eyes and knelt down in front of the Sword King like a child.
"You have never let me down before, and you will always do so in the future." The Sword King helped Yuwen Jiansheng up, his eyes shining brightly: "Let's go, the mission of the Rebel King is about to arrive, let's go and take a look, the Rebel King
Who are you looking for to take away this sword? Among all the human swordsmen in the world, I don't believe that there are people with a more determined Taoist heart than you. As long as they can't take away this sword, we still have a chance.
"
Yuwen Jiansheng's eyes lit up: "Yes, as long as they can't take away this sword, I still have a chance.
"We masters and disciples are going to meet the sword bearer of the Fate-defying King to see which master of swordsmanship he is." The Sword King and Yuwen Jiansheng left the Hidden Sword Heaven together.
The Sword King only knew that King Ni Ming had sent a mission to the Sword King City to pick up the sword, but he did not know who was in charge of the mission. He thought that he must be a swordsman king. He never expected that the mission leader would be there.
The person in charge turned out to be Bai Candong.
Outside Sword King City, Sword King and Yuwen Jiansheng had already set up a team to welcome the envoy. Although this was a humiliating thing for Sword King City, it was for the sake of the entire Sword King City, but they had to swallow this sigh of relief.
From a distance, I saw a huge black warship flying through the sky. The black bottom of the ship was like dark clouds in the sky, which made people feel depressed and irritable.
The warship slowly landed in front of the city gate of Sword King City, and a wide ladder stretched out from the side. Duke-level temple knights, all wearing red armor, lined up in neat lines and majestically walked down from the top.
The three thousand temple knights were all composed of duke-level temple knights. Their powerful aura gave the originally huge lineup of Sword King City's welcoming team a huge shock.
The Sword King secretly admired how powerful the Fate-defying King City was now. There was no way the Sword King City could compare with it. It was just a small mission and dispatched 3,000 duke-level temple knights. For the Sword King City,
It's simply unimaginable.
After three thousand uniformed temple knights disembarked from the ship, they formed a square formation in front of the ship. Finally, a king stepped out of the warship.
When the Sword King and other people in the Sword King City saw the king, they were slightly surprised, because they had all seen that king before. He was a temple knight who had gone out to deal with various royal cities, and was a third-order king.
, and he is not a king who is good at swordsmanship.
If it was him who took the sword, then the sword would never be taken away, and Yuwen Jiansheng would still have a chance.
But soon everyone in the Sword King City was disappointed, because after the king-level temple knight, another king came out. It seemed that the one who came to take the sword this time was not the third-order temple knight.
"That's right, why would the King of Defiance send a king who doesn't understand the art of swordsmanship to take the inherited sword from Sword King City?" Everyone in Sword King City didn't know whether to be proud of King Defiance's attention or lament.
The Sword King looked at the king, but his heart moved. Although he didn't know the second king who came out, he could sense it. This king should be about the same level as the previous king, and he was not that extremely powerful.
He is a character, and he does not seem to be a swordsman.
Sure enough, after that king came out, another king came out. This time the Sword King was more sure that this king was not the one who came to get the sword, because he also looked like he was only around the third level.
, and he is not a person who practices swordsmanship.
It wasn't until the fourth king came out that the Sword King's heart suddenly jumped, because the fourth king obviously had the aura of swordsmanship in him and was a king who practiced swordsmanship.
"This king should be the one who comes to get the sword, right?" Yuwen Jiansheng also sensed the kendo aura of the fourth king.
"How come he is only around the third level of cultivation?" The Sword King frowned slightly.
"Are there other kings?" Yuwen Jiansheng also felt that King Ni Ming would not be so arrogant and would only send a third-order king to take the inherited sword from Sword King City.
Sure enough, after the four kings came out, they stood on both sides, slightly sideways, as if waiting for the arrival of a big shot.
"Sure enough, it's not him. Who could it be? The powerful king in the Fate-defying King's City who is famous for his swords must be the leader of the Fate-defying Knights, Sun Sword Princess. Could it be that the Sun Sword Princess is here in person!" Look at the four kings.
With a respectful attitude, the Sword King felt more and more that his judgment was correct. How could an ordinary king make four third-order king-level temple knights so humble?
The Sword King and all the others focused their attention on the exit of the warship, and finally saw a figure slowly walking out of it. After seeing that person's appearance clearly, the Sword King, Yuwen Jiansheng and others all had their bodies turned upside down.
shock.
"How could it be him!" Someone lost his voice. (To be continued, please search Piaotian Literature, the novel is better and updated faster!