Tianjian Peak, the third round of sword competition, Ximen Zheng’s skills are amazing, and the mysterious sword shows its style for the first time!
"The exquisiteness of this sword is rare!" Ximen was surprised. With one sweeping blow, the twelve sword blades flew out, sparing the people in the hall and cutting twelve teacups for guests in half.
At the end of one move, all the sword blades returned to Ximen Zheng's body. After a circle, they formed a complete sword blade and hilt.
"What a shocking sword!" Ximen Zheng reluctantly put the sword back on the table. The moment the sword hilt left his hand, the sword blades were separated like magnets with the same poles repelling each other, but the scene just now was profound.
It stayed deeply in the minds of everyone around me.
Dongfang Fan playfully hooked his sword finger, and the hilt of the sword immediately flew up from the table and fell into his palm. The twelve blades flew up at the same time, actively forming a complete long sword with the hilt in Dongfang Fan's palm——
"Mr. Ximen, please fight!" Dongfang Fan looked at Ximen Zheng, and then stabbed out with his sword. The latter drew out the Langya Sword, and the two immediately started a wonderful sword fight. In an instant, the sword master and the sword god advanced to the extreme of swordsmanship.
, all the onlookers felt ashamed.
"I didn't expect that Young Master Dongfang could be so capable... He is a young talent. If he can stay in our Heavenly Sword Peak, even if he loses the Heavenly Silkworm Sword, what will he have to worry about?" Cong Tian thought to himself.
At this moment, Dongfang Fan finished with a slash. Ximen was blocking it with his horizontal sword. The mysterious sword instantly disintegrated and the sword blade flew back to the long table. Dongfang Fan let go of the sword hilt, and the sword hilt also flew away.
Back to the table.
"This is indeed a good sword. If I hadn't already obtained a Celestial Silkworm, I would definitely keep this sword for my own use." Dongfang Fan praised.
"The name of this sword is 'Perfect'. When I first got this sword, I just felt that this sword was strange and could not be used like Mr. Ximen and Mr. Dongfang. Congratulations to both of you for winning the first place in this sword competition." Cong Tian smiled.
Man Ying, Tianjian Peak is lucky to be able to invite Dongfang Fan and Ximen Zheng this time.
"Both goals of this trip have been achieved, so I will withdraw and say goodbye..." When Dongfang Fan saw the end of the sword discussion, he naturally did not want to have anything to do with the subsequent marriage proposal, so he immediately clasped his fists to say goodbye, turned around and left.
"Huh? Mr. Dongfang, what do you mean?" Cong Tian said angrily, while Cong Feng stood up and put his hand on the hilt of the sword.
"I came to Tianjian Peak only to seek a sword and someone. I have already completed my quest for the sword, but the person I am looking for is not here, so I naturally have to leave." Dongfang Fan stopped and replied, but did not turn around.
"Isn't there a girl that the young master likes in our Tianjian Peak?" Cong Tian wanted to keep Dongfang Fan, but she didn't want to be his enemy unless it went to the extreme.
"There are many people in Tianjian Peak who have conquered the country and conquered the city. I can also understand the mood of the great peak master who wants to cultivate elite offspring and give birth to newborns with good innate conditions through high-quality union... However, as far as I know,
Tianjian Peak sent all the baby boys it gave birth to to wander in the world, leaving only the baby girls here to serve as sword attendants... Did you know that half of the baby boys abandoned by you were because no one adopted them?
And the Exposed Corpse Wilderness? Before I came to Tianjian Peak, I passed by a village, just to the east outside Tianjian Peak. There lived an old man who was over ninety years old, and he had raised hundreds of boys by himself. These
Some of the boys are adults, the youngest is nine years old. You should know... These nine-year-old children were abandoned by Tianjian Peak nine years ago. Now, the old man has passed away. Before he closed his eyes, I had promised him
"Find the source of the abandoned baby and destroy it!" Dongfang Fan's original gentle temperament suddenly changed, the air flow around his body reversed, and his sword intent was overwhelming!
"Mr. Dongfang, my Tianjian Peak is isolated from the world and ignores worldly affairs. However, I have also heard rumors about ghosts and troubled times. Tianjian Peak has made decisions about childcare. Although it is a loss for those children, it cannot have a big impact on the world.
Why are you so troubled by the situation..." Cong Tian saw the sword power on Dongfang Fan that was about to materialize, and was suddenly startled, but refused to admit his mistake.
"I never asked you how you judged this matter, but I came to solve this matter. If you want to avoid destruction, use your strength, because... the first person I want to kill is you.
"Dongfang Fan immediately turned around and focused the sword fingers of his left hand. The move of Divine Sword Wushuang immediately appeared, and the sword of more than ten meters slashed towards Cong Tian——
"Ding! Ding!"
Two crisp blocking sounds sounded, and it was Cong Feng and Cong Yun who used their swords to block the sword gang together.
"Huh?" Dongfang Fan said suspiciously, and then secretly strengthened the sword power on Jian Gang. The two peak masters suddenly felt the pressure. Two seconds later, the two swords broke. Jian Gang's offensive continued unabated, and they left with their lives!
"Clang!" The strong sword was unsheathed and clanged.
But he saw Cong Tian holding a bloody long sword. This sword was not his sword, but was drawn from behind the golden phoenix chair where he was sitting.
"Blood-drinking sword... Sister, you..." A trace of astonishment appeared on Cong Feng's cold face.
"You act so arrogantly on our Heavenly Sword Peak, even if your swordsmanship is extraordinary, you cannot be spared lightly! Second sister, third sister, follow me to escort Dongfang Fan!" Cong Tian's posture was majestic and brooked no resistance.
"Sword of Sorrow... let me free you..." Dongfang Fan said to himself, and then rushed towards Cong Tian alone. Instead of using the Tiancan Sword, he formed a fist with his left hand and hit the bloody sword in Cong Tian's hand -
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"It's ridiculous to strike an egg against a stone! Drink——!" Cong Tian's sword pointed directly at Dongfang Fan's fist. Unexpectedly, the moment the sword and fist were connected, there was a clear and trembling sound of sharp blades clashing!
"Dang! Dang! Dang!"
After several consecutive fights, even though Cong Tian possessed the power of a magic weapon, he was unable to withstand Dongfang Fan's repeated attacks with alternating fists and palms. He was so shaken that he retreated steadily and almost fell down a few steps.
"I finally know where the 'sword' you are talking about is... You are an unparalleled divine sword... I can't beat you... but..." Cong Tian used the palm of his left hand to draw the edge of the blood-drinking sword,
Suddenly, the sword's blade glowed with blood, giving off a mysterious atmosphere!
"It was this sword that destroyed the spirit of the Celestial Silkworm. I think it was you who did this... Maybe the sword in your hand can temporarily improve your swordsmanship, but it will make it more difficult for you to break through to a new level... Today, I
Let me show you what the true way of the sword is!" Dongfang Fan swiped the sword finger of his left hand from the front of his body to the left, and a circular sword wire spread out, cutting off the entire roof of the hall.
"You! Damn it!" Cong Tian has not been so angry for more than ten years. This anger comes from Dongfang Fan's arrogant attitude and the gulf-like strength gap between the two.
But she saw Cong Tian, who was originally solemn and graceful, with disheveled hair and a crazy look, holding up the blood-drinking sword in her hand, letting the hilt continuously absorb blood from her hands, and at the same time, it gave her a wave of powerful sword power that was stronger than the previous wave.
Seeing that Cong Tian's vitality was showing signs of diminishing, Dongfang Fan immediately frowned and shouted, finally using the sword technique: "Thousand-Handed Ghost Buddha——!!"
Thousands of golden swords were distributed in five or five directions, turning into golden sword wings behind Dongfang Fan. Before Cong Tian slashed out the blood sword in his hand, the swords joined forces and attacked vertically. The left wing swept across the sword surface, and the right wing struck Cong Tian holding the sword.
He touched the back of his hand, and immediately the blood sword fell out of his hand. Cong Tian lost control of his body and was about to fall down.
"My original intention was not to kill you, I just hope that you can end this meaningless killing, because your persistence has ruined so many new lives. These lives are recorded on you, making your life even heavier.
You must carry this weight with you to redeem your sins in the rest of your life. Before you realize it, you must understand what is the 'way of man' in this sword prison. The way of the sword is too early for you."
Dongfang Fan turned his sword, and a pair of golden sword wings weaved into an inescapable sword cage, trapping Cong Tian in it.
"Sister!" The other three Cong sisters surrounded the sword prison and called Cong Tian worriedly, but the latter did not respond.
"What did you do to her? Let my eldest sister out! Or I'll kill you!" Cong Xia was so worried that she shouted at Dongfang Fan. Although she knew that she was no match for the latter, she still drew her sword and stabbed him.
Dongfangfan.
Dongfang Fan flicked the sword close to him, and the force shook Cong Xia so much that she couldn't hold the sword hilt, and the sword fell directly at Dongfang Fan's feet.
"She just lost a lot of energy because of using that sword. She can recover as long as she rests for a while. As long as you deliver meals to her on time every day, there will be nothing wrong with her. I have no idea what will happen to Tianjian Peak in the future.
Quan will ask, but if something like abandoning a baby happens again, I will never show mercy again." After Dongfang Fan said this, he formed a sword-gang bridge from the top of Tianjian Peak, struck the Divine Sword Wushuang again, and broke through the void.
Create a door to the outside world.
Dongfang Fan set foot on Cambridge with the Blood Drinking Sword and the Heavenly Silkworm Sword, and disappeared through the door of space...
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Let’s go back to a month ago——
Among the thirteen knives of the Heavenly Sword Society, there is one knife called the "Poison Blade". The owner of this knife is named Wu Ming. He is a special person who specializes in poison. The poison developed by this person can pass through all kinds of poisons.
It can be released in various ways. The simplest one is to quench the poison on the weapon. The more complicated one can be mixed with some special fragrance to create a highly toxic poison that makes people unable to guard against it.
Although Durenwuming studies poisons, she can use poisons as medicine. In her opinion, any disease is just poison causing chaos in the body. She uses poison to fight poison to ensure the balance of the body. She is even smarter than some famous doctors.
It is precisely because of Wu Ming's unique poison technique that she has a very high status in the Tiandao Club. The Tiandao Club is a killer organization, but Wu Ming can possess other members without completing any tasks.
Get 60% of the commission.
The battle between Wu Ming and Qian Qiu Chen ultimately resulted in Wu Ming's death. In order to save Wu Ming and other eleven people, they risked being discovered by Qian Qiu Chen and sent him back to the headquarters of the Tiandao Society.
A fake unnamed tombstone was erected outside the royal city.
Half a day later, Zhan Feng and others returned to the headquarters of the Tiandao Society, explained the matter about Wu Ming in Wu Ming's exclusive room, and proposed to save Wu Ming.
"Are you mistaken? Do you want to save the person that the monster wants to kill?" A middle-aged woman in a white coat asked with a look of astonishment. If Dongfang Fan saw this person's expression, he would definitely feel familiar: Back then
When Dongfang Fan suffered comminuted fractures all over his body, Ma Chengyun once asked this woman to treat Dongfang Fan.
"Nonsense! Otherwise we wouldn't have brought him here! In one sentence! Can he be saved?" Zhan Feng asked anxiously.
"Well... the body has not been corrupted yet, and there are not many bleeding places on the body... there should be a 70-80% chance of being able to be saved... huh? This!" Wu Ming looked at Wu Ming's body and said while making judgments.
, suddenly, she discovered something strange: the skin on Wu Ming's neck was peeling off!
Wu Ming began to conduct a large number of examinations on Wu Ming, and even inserted a ten centimeter silver needle into Wu Ming's heart. After some examination, Wu Ming slumped down in a chair and sighed.
"I can't save him, he's not human at all..."
Wu Ming's words were so shocking that Zhan Feng and others were all confused.
"The skin on his body is not human skin, but a strange kind of wood. There are no internal organs in his body. Although there are blood and meridians, they do not move actively, but passively through his breathing... It is really difficult for me
Imagine this body has its own consciousness..." Wu Ming came to the conclusion. At this time, she could not judge how this body was made.
"Is it difficult? Wuming's consciousness is far stronger than that of ordinary people, and he will definitely not be described as a puppet like you said! Don't make excuses if you can't save him!" Zhan Feng shouted angrily, expressing his disapproval of Wu Mingyan's existence.
doubts.
"Believe it or not! If you open his body now, you will find that there is no deviation in what I said. How can I save him from a lifeless existence... If he is artificially created, then the only way is to create it.
Only those who can save him can save him." Wuming stood up and was about to leave. At this moment, bursts of light emitted from Wuming's body. In this light, Wuming's body gradually disappeared and merged into the light. After a moment,
, the light showed a scene of Wuming holding a wooden sword, but he looked up at the sky, and finally disappeared in the light...
"Could it be that... Wuming is really just a manufactured body?" Zhen Wudi scratched his head and asked unclearly.
"No, he really existed. Although we didn't have a close conversation with him, I know that he lived in this world. Even if the years are ruthless and the vicissitudes of life change, this fact cannot be changed!" Zhan Feng said resolutely!
, a bold idea took root in his mind.
…
Not long after Wuming was taken away by Zhan Feng and others, a breeze blew on the wall of the royal city, eventually blowing the two broken ebony sword sections into the scabbard, and then the sword and scabbard were blown into the sky.
In the middle, the blood-stained sword spikes fluttered and disappeared in the air...
However, it is said that after Qian Qiuchen entered Tianling King City, he gained the trust and love of the people in the city in the name of "overthrowing the tyrant", and brought a large number of humanoid ghosts (ghosts) into the city, and some ghosts who already had consciousness entered.
As an official in the imperial court, the unconscious ghosts were incorporated into the army as soldiers. In the eyes of the residents, it was a wise king who brought good days, but in fact, it was the strange ghosts who were gradually eroding the royal city and even the entire Chinese continent!
After Qian Qiuchen proclaimed himself emperor, he began to promote the concept of "foreign ghosts as gods" across the country, and even respected the alien ghosts as "ghosts and gods". Those who resisted ghosts and gods would be punished by heaven, but those who obeyed ghosts and gods could have "freedom of life."
Within the first month of the implementation of the concept of ghosts and gods, there were many people who opposed it. However, Qian Qiuchen ordered people to arrest all those who opposed ghosts and gods, and publicly executed these people at the beginning of the second month. So far, even if some people
If you oppose the concept of ghosts and gods, you dare to be angry but dare not speak out.
In the middle of the second month, the Heavenly Sword Society entered the royal city and became Qian Qiuchen's exclusive imperial guard. Zhan Feng was the main general and Wu Ming was the deputy general. The twelve swords were at the mercy of Qian Qiu Chen's orders throughout the day.
On this day, Qian Qiuchen wanted to go to the Renaissance camp to negotiate with the Iron Dragon Legion. The only people accompanying him were twelve people from the Tiandao Society——
"The Iron Dragon Legion still thinks that it has the upper hand. If I didn't use them to understand the free country, I would have destroyed them long ago. I estimate that as long as twelve of you come forward, it will be enough." Qian Qiuchen sat on a table.
Inside a carriage, he was chatting with Zhan Feng and others outside the carriage.
No one responded to Qian Qiuchen's words, and the atmosphere suddenly became awkward. Qian Qiuchen smiled and didn't care.
A group of thirteen people were walking in the wilderness. There were many flowers along the road, and from time to time there would be fragrance floating around them. An unusual murder plot was underway...
When the carriage traveled to an empty mountainous area, Zhan Feng and others outside the carriage stopped and asked Qian Qiu Chen to get out of the carriage. Eleven swordsmen surrounded Qian Qiu Chen in a fan shape with complicated expressions, as if they were waiting for something.
"What's wrong, everyone? What are you waiting for? Are you waiting for me to pay my salary? Or... waiting for me to become poisonous?" Qian Qiuchen smiled. Everyone was shocked when they heard this: Could it be that his deeds were exposed?
At this time, Wu Ming walked out from the side and stood beside Qian Qiuchen.
"It turns out you were the one who leaked the secret... Wu Ming, I misjudged you!" Zhan Feng scolded angrily.
Since Wuming's death, Zhanfeng secretly summoned other members of the Tiandao Society to eventually join forces to kill Qian Qiuchen, and Wuming's poisonous general was the most important link in this plan.
"I just want to live...to live with my family...Don't blame me, even if the White Walkers rule the world, as long as the status quo is maintained, it is enough for me..." Wu Ming said it.
Silence fell.
"That's it. Everyone, don't blame me. To be honest, when Wu Ming told me that you wanted to kill me, I was very surprised. After all, I gave you a chance to be reborn and freed you from filth.
Human body...but I never thought...you actually dare to play this game with the lives of your loved ones...then I don't need to be merciful, are you right?" Qian Qiuchen smiled, at this time
, six evil dragons and strange ghosts flew down from the sky, surrounding Zhan Feng and others!
"Damn it!" Zhan Feng and others drew their swords and prepared to fight.
Qian Qiuchen turned around, smiled at Wu Ming and said: "When you return to the royal city later, you go and kill their relatives. Soon after, when the concept of ghosts and gods is completely ingrained in human hearts, I will build a shrine and let you go there."
The daughter of ghosts and gods who is inferior to one person and superior to ten thousand people..."
"roar……"
Just when Qian Qiuchen completely let down his guard, the six White Walkers behind him let out a sad roar. The moment Qian Qiuchen turned around, the six White Walkers fell to the ground at the same time, lifeless!
"This is! Uh... Poof!!" Qian Qiuchen's heart skipped a beat, and he immediately felt that something was wrong. Unexpectedly, a heartbreaking pain emerged from his heart, and he couldn't help but vomit scarlet red.
A plan within a plan, a calamity within a calamity!
Qian Qiuchen thought that the catastrophe was over, how could he expect that this catastrophe would just pass and another catastrophe would come?
At this time, Qian Qiuchen looked at Wu Ming again, who had a mocking smile on his face. Suddenly, everything became clear.
"In order to kill me... you are really using your brains... Wu Ming, you know? I have been wary of you... because I know that your poison can kill me... and it is the most deadly kind...
...But you can't destroy me..." Qian Qiuchen said while vomiting blood, without making any resistance.
"Don't blame me, I can only say that... the probability of success of this plan is too high, plus they paid me a year's commission, I have no reason not to accept their invitation, are you right?" Wu Mingjiang
Although he slightly changed what he said to Zhan Feng and others, he gave it to Qian Qiuchen.
"Haha... Before I die, I have a small wish... I hope I can die under this knife..." Qian Qiuchen used his last bit of strength to throw out the fan at hand, and when it landed, it turned into
Pardon knife.
At this time, Zhan Feng came forward, picked up the knife on the ground, and shouted angrily: "I will help you!"
After saying that, the Shengsheng knife pierced Qian Qiuchen's body. Wu Ming, who had no time to stop this from happening, shouted anxiously: "Idiot! This is a plan!"
"Haha!" Qian Qiuchen looked up to the sky and smiled, as if he was out of danger.
Just when Zhan Feng wanted to add another blow after listening to Wu Ming's words, the Sheng Sheng Saber turned into a streak of blood and rose into the sky, followed by Qian Qiuchen's maniacal laughter and went away...
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The Absolution Knife has three abilities: first, it can neutralize all non-physical attacks, and the strength of the force it can withstand is determined by the strength of the holder; second, it can absorb the holder's blood by devouring it.
The possessor's soul is transferred to the Shengsheng knife and then placed in another unconscious body, which is a kind of ability to escape; thirdly, when the holder's soul dies, the Shengsheng knife will turn into a human form and chase and kill
Kill the person who holds it until the latter dies. - "Sacred Artifacts of the Gods"
With the help of the power of the Shengsheng Knife, Qian Qiuchen, who had escaped from death, turned into a blood glow and ran all the way. Finally, he found an evil dragon-shaped White Walker in a forest. He immediately summoned the evil dragon over with the power of the Son of the White Walker.
The moment his soul merged into the evil dragon's body, the evil dragon's body quickly shrank and turned into the appearance of Qian Qiuchen.
"In order to escape this time, my vitality was severely damaged... It is not suitable to return to the royal city in a short time... Or..." While Qian Qiuchen was making calculations, he suddenly felt a crisis surrounding him——
"The plague of strange ghosts has ended after thirteen years...Qian Qiuchen, have you awakened?"
Hearing this sound, Qian Qiuchen suddenly raised his head. When he looked at it, he suddenly felt despair...
