The old site of the Chen clan is Hualou Mountain.
The Chen family, with its prosperous population and numerous talented people, has been the most powerful family among the seven sword-wielding families for hundreds of years, but it was also the family that suffered the most when Li Tianlan swept across Beihai.
The prisoners of the Li family captured by the Chen clan at that time completely angered Li Tianlan.
A sword cuts a mountain.
The Tongtian Tower of the Chen clan was shattered by Li Tianlan.
Since then, the status of the Chen family among the seven sword-wielding families has plummeted, and it has been difficult to return to its former glory.
Nowadays, the Chen clan has temporarily moved to a manor on the outskirts of Tongtian Port. Although it is still luxurious and grand, it is completely different from the past king's spirit.
The magic weapon of the Thirteenth Floor Tower was inserted at the old site of Hualou Mountain.
Under the dark night, Shenbing stood quietly on the top of a deserted Hualou Mountain, bathed in moonlight, looking cold and proud.
The black shadow stood in front of the magic weapon, its sleeves gently touching the hilt of the magic weapon.
The sword of the divine weapon had a bright red color that looked like blood, and it looked shocking.
The black shadow's sleeves rubbed slowly, feeling the energy restored by the magic weapon in two years, and the motionless figure looked increasingly quiet.
The energy gradually restored by the divine weapon lit up little by little, and the light shone on the entire sword body. The exquisite sword body looked extremely weird.
The red light completely enveloped the black shadow and the sword body.
I don't know how long it took before the black shadow slowly took a step forward.
The divine weapon is still standing there, but the sword's power is much weaker than before.
The dark shadow that had been silent patted the magic weapon, as if to say hello, its cuffs fell down, and the figure disappeared instantly.
The energy gradually absorbed began to make its will clearer and clearer.
His actions gradually got rid of his most primitive instincts.
He has a lot to do tonight.
Canglan.
The autumn water has the light of the sky, the sky has the magic weapon, the waves have the void, the floating island has the shadow, the glass has the end of the world, the queen has the Eastern Emperor, and the holy state has the judgment.
Just like Qingzhou has a broken heart.
Throughout Beihai Province, he could clearly feel the status of every sword.
The black figure kept flashing in the night sky, from south to north. Without the bright sword light across the sky across Central Continent, its arrival seemed extremely low-key.
In the darkest hours before dawn, the transport planes from the south to the north gradually approached the desert.
And the dark shadow that patrolled Beihai also set foot in Shengzhou City and stood in front of the Judgment Sword.
No one in the Wu family, who was on alert 24 hours a day in the face of a powerful enemy, discovered its existence.
The energy of the ruling was slowly absorbed by it like the sword's will.
To a certain extent, this approach is equivalent to the fierce soldiers accumulating energy for themselves.
His palm left the hilt of Judgment's sword.
The blade of the Judgment Sword trembled slightly, and its light dimmed a lot.
A faint arc of light flashed in the dark space.
An old man with graying hair suddenly appeared in front of the Judgment Sword.
He stared at the verdict in front of him carefully, his eyes solemn, and he was silent for a long time.
The black shadow glanced at him casually and ignored him.
This old man is very strong.
He seemed to have noticed the change in the aura of the Judgment Sword immediately and rushed over.
But for Sombra, this makes no sense.
Meaningless means that there is no threat.
The black shadow slowly rose into the sky.
The night is dark.
The black windbreaker fluttered in the air, completely blending into the deep night.
He stood above the Judgment Sword and looked in the direction of the Imperial Arms Mountain.
Under the black hood, the face that was not handsome but was extremely perfect gradually revealed a slightly doubtful expression.
It knows that there is another sword on the Imperial Arms Mountain.
But now it cannot sense the specific status of the sword.
It frowned, and an invisible wave continued to spread toward the Imperial Arms Mountain with pure energy.
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There is wind in the North Sea.
The wind stirred the sea surface and caused waves.
The roar of the tide crashed against the cliffs of Xiongxiong Terrace.
The sword energy, as majestic as the starry sky, rose up from the sea and moved with the wind, bringing up an extremely blurry tide in the void, instantly cutting off the people on the Xiongxiong Platform.
everything.
Wang Shengxiao sat in front of the Heroic Stone, immersed in the deepest level of meditation.
His heart was extremely peaceful and extremely joyful.
This feeling is indescribable.
In front of him was a road leading directly to the end of martial arts.
He ran forward crazily on the road, moving forward without any pause or obstacle.
All the scenery along the way is in full view, and every sprint under your feet feels down-to-earth.
A thousand miles a day.
Wrapped in this tide, he could feel every tremor of the sword energy. It was like a genius standing at the end of the martial arts standing in front of him, constantly swinging his sword when his heart was at its most peaceful.
Little by little, he imparted his sword intention to him without any reservation, grand, subtle, overall, scattered, everything, without any reservation.
The sword energy at the end of the martial arts was almost broken into pieces and placed in front of him for him to learn, make progress, and imitate.
Wang Shengxiao felt only progress.
That's an almost crazy progress.
In the final exercise two years ago, his fall blow caused him to leave the peak of the Thunder Realm for a long time, and it also brought him huge gains. During the chaos in Eastern Europe, he once again approached the peak of the Thunder Realm.
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At this time, the road ahead was completely clear. He no longer had to explore on his own. The only thing he could do was to sprint.
So he re-entered the peak of the Thunder Realm as quickly as possible.
This was a realm he was once extremely familiar with.
This can't even be called a breakthrough.
The distant yet supreme sword energy pulled him to keep sprinting.
No one knew that in this short period of time, Wang Shengxiao had officially broken through the peak of the Thunder Realm and entered the semi-invincible realm.
Wang Shengxiao was twenty-seven years old this year.
While most of his peers were still struggling to condense ice into burning fire, he broke through the threshold of the peak of the Thunder Realm, and was only one step away from the true invincible realm.
Twenty-seven years old, possessing both wind and thunder veins, possessing the top inheritance of Beihai, half-step invincibility.
Wang Shengxiao never told anyone the news.
He completely suppressed everything about himself, quietly waiting for the war to break out, waiting to surprise everyone.
What does it mean to be half-step invincible with both wind and thunder veins?
Wang Shengxiao can be sure that his current state may still be a little unstable, but he should no longer be weaker than Di Jiang who had not broken through the invincible state.
In other words, no matter what era, they can stand at the peak of invincible combat power.
At this level, he may still be at the bottom, but he is also one of the youngest.
True invincibility is within reach.
The only thing that hinders him is his age, or rather, his physical fitness.
He still chose to meditate on the Xiongxiong Platform every day.
The majestic and incredible sword energy became more and more clear in front of him.
His realm remains unchanged, but his understanding of sword energy and sword intention is getting stronger every moment.
He also gradually understood what he wanted to do.
The long night lingers.
Dawn has not yet arrived.
Wang Shengxiao, who was meditating, slowly opened his eyes.
With him as the center, all the sword energy he had gathered all night began to spread out without reservation.
The thick tide of sword energy in the distance roared in with the wind and violent tide.
Wang Shengxiao looked ahead.
It's snowing in the Holy State.
The heavy snow in the sky was flying messily in the roar of the sea breeze and sword energy.
Wang Shengxiao took a deep breath, carefully controlled his sword energy, and slowly merged with the tide of sword energy, bit by bit.
This process is slow, but extremely smooth.
The moment the sword energy came into contact with the tide, the momentum of the entire tide suddenly became much weaker, and Wang Shengxiao's aura became much stronger in an instant.
One increase and one decrease seems perfect.
But a crack suddenly appeared in the perfect sword energy's envelope on Xiongxiongtai.
There is a gap that is difficult for most people, including invincible masters, to detect.
Wang Shengxiao slowly relaxed, and then suddenly opened his eyes in shock.
Over the Holy Land.
The black trench coat fluttering in the night suddenly straightened up in an instant.
Gorgeous wind
The clothes seemed to freeze in the night sky for an instant.
Under the black hood, Li Tianlan's face that originally seemed a little unreal suddenly became extremely real.
He looked in the direction of Emperor Bingshan, his eyes as deep as the abyss showing a hint of emotion for the first time.
Like anger.
This anger is very light.
But there is a kind of tragedy and murderous intention that is like the earth is falling apart.
The wind and snow in the Holy State are more severe.
The world is colder.
On the black windbreaker, the complicated golden patterns began to shimmer, and his figure appeared directly in the night sky from the most illusory state.
The old man who was observing the verdict suddenly raised his head and looked at the black shadow floating above him.
His body was stiff, and he couldn't even utter a word amidst the murderous intent and wind and snow.
The black shadow in his sight was so clear.
He could feel its anger and murderous intent.
It floats in the air like a real emperor!
Those who follow me will prosper, and those who go against me will perish.
The tide and sword energy merge on the Imperial Army Mountain.
The silver moon on the Heroic Stone trembled slightly.
Over the Holy State, a dark figure floated upward for a moment.
Among the old people underground, his figure flickered and disappeared instantly.
Suddenly, the darkness dissipated.
The entire Shengzhou City saw the light.
The sword light is colorful but more dazzling than the scorching sun.
The sword light tore out an arc tens of thousands of meters long in the sky over the Holy State, splitting the night. It seemed to carry the dawn and morning light, and appeared directly above the Imperial Army Mountain in the next second.
At the moment when day and night alternate, a rainbow appears in the sky.
The rainbow across the Holy Land and the Imperial Army Mountains.
The sword's intention is mighty and earth-shattering!
Just like Changhong's sword light, it did not destroy any of the buildings on the Imperial Arms Mountain, but it rushed towards the Imperial Armed Mountain with great clarity.
The world suddenly became extremely unreal and rigid.
Only the sword light flew up, freezing the heaven and earth, and the killing intent was majestic.
Wang Shengxiao stood up suddenly.
The fused sword energy disappeared instantly.
His breath faded.
The tide of sword energy returned to its peak state in the blink of an eye.
The sword energy once again enveloped the Xiongxiong Terrace.
The rainbow, like the light from the sky, did not stop at all and hit the tide of sword energy without hesitation.
Dawn breaks in the sky.
The entire Imperial Army Mountain heard a loud, dull thunderous sound.
The sword energy that can tear everything apart is drawn into the deep sea.
The huge waves are rushing wildly.
At that moment, Wang Shengxiao turned back and looked at Beihai.
There was no sea or sky in his sight.
Huge waves hundreds of meters high occupied everything in sight, completely covering the sky.
The entire Imperial Army Mountain was shaking crazily.
Only the tide of sword energy continued to gather amid the huge waves and wind and snow.
Wang Shengxiao slowly turned his head.
In front of his sight, under the dawn sky, the black windbreaker was floating lightly in the air, without any smoke or smoke.
It slowly raised its cuffs.
The majestic sword energy covered the sky and the sky, like the scorching sun.
"This is a misunderstanding."
Wang Shengxiao took a deep breath and spoke slowly.
The black shadow raised his palm and looked at Wang Shengxiao.
"I can guarantee that this kind of thing will never happen again. You can take Yinyue away at any time."
Wang Shengxiao said: "It is indeed a misunderstanding."
Heiying took a closer look at Yinyue's condition, and then glanced at Wang Shengxiao.
Wang Shengxiao remained motionless.
After a long time, the sword energy that filled the sky slowly dissipated.
The black shadow slowly turned around, flickered, and disappeared from the horizon in an instant.
That direction is exactly the direction of northern Xinjiang.
Wang Shengxiao narrowed his eyes and watched the black shadow disappear. He was silent for a long time.
A void of sword energy suddenly appeared in the wind and snow.
It blends into the tide of sword energy and is extremely harmonious.
Wang Shengxiao smiled and said expressionlessly: "Don't worry, my promise is still valid."
He looked at the direction the black shadow was leaving and said calmly: "It will soon belong to us."