Seeing the many powerful forces surrounding Jianshan, and hearing Bai Zhanjian's unkind words, Jiancheng was shaken.
"Is this forced labor?"
"No, this is not forcing the palace. This is a direct declaration of war!"
"How cruel. It seems that these major forces are determined not to let the Chang'an Sword Master obtain another Sword Ruins inheritance!"
"This is understandable, after all, there are only four Sword Ruins inheritances in total, which is not enough.
And everyone working together is the balance that many people want to see, and they don’t want one family to dominate!”
Everyone was shocked, but couldn't stop talking.
A corner of Sword Mountain.
Yue Meng'er and Saint Qingjing looked at each other and could see the shock in each other's eyes.
"It seems that these forces are serious about taking action."
Yue Meng'er breathed out: "That's right. If it were me who was competing for the inheritance of Jianxu, I would also regard Jianshan as the most threatening opponent!"
"With the combination of these forces, not to mention one sword mountain, two of them cannot hold it!"
The Blue Mirror Saint raised her eyebrows: "It seems that Jianshan is really going to be kicked out."
"Hard to say."
But Yue Meng'er said: "I know a little about Yang Fengge, and I know that this woman is powerful, and she is not the type who likes to be trusted!"
"One person cannot turn things around."
The Blue Mirror Saint is the Tao.
"Unless they have help too."
Yue Meng'er said.
"Who else would come to help Jianshan except Nan Tiannan.
But this is the East, and many forces in the Sword Ruins inheritance may have guessed that Tian Nan will take action, and may have laid a dragnet, waiting for Tian Nan to enter the net..." Saint Qingjing shook her head.
Hearing this, Yue Meng'er also frowned, wondering where Jianshan's way out was.
And at this moment.
On the outskirts of Sword City.
northwest direction.
Amidst the mountains! On top of three giant trees lined up.
Three old men who looked very old stood standing with their hands folded.
The giant trees are towering into the sky, and strangely they are growing at a speed visible to the naked eye.
Especially the giant tree on the left, it has grown into the shape of a sword! The old man on this giant tree has a kind-hearted look, a stooped body, and a wooden sword on his back. He looks harmless to humans and animals.
However, although he looked old, his whole body was full of vitality.
If there are any top creatures from the end of the Eighth Age here, they will definitely recognize this old man! The Immortal Sword Mu Bufan! The last disciple of the Spiritual Saint in the Eighth Age! Immortal with one sword, invincible with the other, known as the Spiritual Saint of the Eighth Age.
The strongest sword cultivator! No one knows that this old man is still alive across an era, and he still managed to survive until the East Wasteland recovered and lived towards death! "Old demon, old Ji, young people today are incredible.
The era of the Ninety Thousand Immortals is really not just talk."
Mu Bufan clicked his tongue in surprise.
"The times create strong men, it's nothing more than this."
The old man on the right spoke coldly, he was the 'old demon' in Mu Bufan's mouth.
In the middle of the ninth era, he had a name that resounded throughout the Eastern Wasteland.
Fire Demon Sword Master! Wu Gange! This person is not a demon clan, but he forged a demon clan holy sword with one hand.
And this demon clan holy sword was forged with the body of his Taoist companion! Wu Gange was originally the orthodox genius of the Martial Palace. His real name was Wu Gange, but because of his love with the demon clan, he was expelled and hunted by the Martial Palace.
Originally Wu Gange had concealed his name, but Wu Dian refused to let him go and found him after ten years of searching.
His demon Taoist companion was killed to save him, but Wu Gange fell directly into the demon path after escaping, and refined his Taoist companion into the demon holy sword... And one of Wu Gange's most famous things is to join the martial arts alone.
Palace, and directly chop to death the master of the Martial Palace of that generation.
By this time, the noon war had disappeared.
Many people are rumoring that this powerful and powerful man has died because there is no news about him since then.
If the people in the Martial Hall knew that this man was still alive, they would probably treat him like Su Xuan and regard him as a thorn in their side! Because the master of the Martial Hall of that generation was known as the weakest martial master, and it was also one of the most shameful events in the Martial Hall's inheritance years!
"Old demon, are you envious of these young people?"
Mu Bufan chuckled: "But that's right, we are indeed old."
"envious?"
Wu Gange sneered: "Let's wait until they reach my level."
"You are just a tough talker.
It is only a matter of time before monks of our level appear in the Eastern Wasteland."
Mu Bufan shook his head.
“You don’t have to wait until later, it’s available now.”
The old man in the middle, known as ‘Lao Ji’, spoke up.
"who?"
"The contemporary martial master of the Martial Palace.
The leader of the Taiping Ancient Alliance... there are quite a few.
Although it’s not reached, it’s not far behind.”
The old man named Ji spoke up.
Mu Bufan and Wu Gange's eyes flashed.
"Then there are still old immortals like me in the Eastern Wasteland, right?"
Wu Gange asked.
"I met one in the North."
Mu Bufan smiled.
"There must be some in the Martial Palace."
The old man named Ji said something.
"The central area is the land of inner saints and outer kings, so there must be one there too."
Mu Bufan said again.
"So, they are all hiding, waiting for the greatest blessing of this era?"
Wu Gange raised his eyebrows and spoke a little coldly.
“The Holy See is about to be opened, and even though we are still alive today, who doesn’t want to become a saint?”
The old man surnamed Ji suddenly laughed: "It's okay not to mention this matter! This time we are here for the Sword Ruins.
The Nanling is about to invade, the Pure Land is peeping, Sword Ruins...should not continue to degenerate! In my opinion, it is best for you to inherit two of the Sword Ruins inheritances."
"Let's go and enter Sword City."
With that said, the old man surnamed Ji walked towards Jiancheng.
Wu Gange and Mu Bufan looked at each other.
Mu Bufan's identity is mysterious, but the old man surnamed Ji is even more mysterious. So far, neither of them has seen anything about him. They only know that this old man may be older than Mu Bufan, and his swordsmanship is also very ancient... And they are
The oldest and most terrifying existence in this competition for the successor of the Sword Ruins!... At the same time.
A group of people on Jianshan Mountain also came out.
Yang Fengge, Jian Yunxi, Liu Changan, and Ning Chenmei are all very familiar people in Jiancheng! Needless to say, Yang Fengge, Shanhe and Liyang Sword, there is probably no woman more domineering than her in the world! Jian Yunxi
She is the daughter of the previous lord of Chang'an City, and she was originally very prestigious in Sword City.
As Jian Yunxi's junior brother, Liu Chang'an has been exposed to the Lingxiao Sword before, and the sword he cultivates is the Holy King Sword, and he is also a very top swordsman! As for Ning Chenmei, a woman with two dragon souls, she can't ignore it even if she wants to.
Disaster.
And except them.
Wen Ruyu, who was reclusive and reclusive, also came out. The appearance of this fairy-like and demonic woman made many people's breath stop.
Demonic nature and Haoran coexist! Compared with Su Xuan, good and evil are in conflict, Wen Ruyu coexists with Haoran and the devil. It feels like one thought is the devil, and the other thought is Haoran! This makes the monks present a little confused whether Wen Ruyu is the devil! Beside her,
Chen Xiaowan clasped her small hands behind her back, trying to look like a majestic Chang'an sword master.
But everyone laughed.
Nondescript! They have completely ignored Chen Xiaowan.
On the other hand, people like Wen Ruyu and Yang Fengge made many people look at them with suspicion! Bai Zhanjian raised his eyebrows, took a step forward and asked, "Can you hear what I said before?"
Yang Fengge raised his sword eyebrows, grasped the hilt of the sword at his waist, and said coldly: "If you dare to use the sword, I will kill you with ten moves."
Bai Zhanjian's eyes suddenly turned cold: "Is this your Jianshan's attitude?"
"Clang, clang, clang..." The martial arts swordsmen all drew their swords with awe-inspiring aura.
Wen Ruyu smiled gently: "The Jianxu inheritance belongs to those who are capable.
Are you afraid of my Xiaowan when you force us to leave?"
"Are we afraid of a yellow-haired girl?
What a joke!"
"We are expelling you, but you have already received a Sword Ruins inheritance!"
"What qualifications does your Jianshan have to get the second path?"
"She, Chen Xiaowan, is nothing more than a creature who colludes with the evil master and other evil spirits!"
Everyone scolded him one after another.
Chen Xiaowan glared angrily at the side, not for anything else but because they mentioned her husband.
Wen Ruyu touched Chen Xiaowan's head, her eyes were as gentle as ever, and she said with a smile: "If we don't agree, do you want to bully the few?"
Everyone froze for a moment, looking a little unhappy.
The ten-year-old sword boy Haotian raised his eyebrows and said directly: "Where do you come from so much nonsense? You don't understand the law of the jungle?
If you don’t get out of Sword City, you will die here!”
"Everyone in Jianshan, please don't make any mistakes."
Jian Qingmo smiled.
"He who knows the current affairs is a wise man. Even if you tell me a flower today, it will be useless!"
Bai Hu, the successor of Yama Temple, said coldly.
For a time, many forces exuded powerful momentum and approached Jianshan.
"It seems there is no need to discuss."
Wen Ruyu smiled and suddenly lowered her head and said to Chen Xiaowan: "Xiaowan, there are so many people in our family, what should we do?"
"Kill him with one sword!"
Chen Xiaowan's eyes lit up and she was very energetic.
"wrong."
Wen Ruyu knocked Xiaowan on the head and said with a smile: "We also shake people."
"ah?"
Chen Xiaowan was stunned for a moment.
And the next moment.
"boom!"
The sky seemed to explode.
Yaoguang held up the three holy temples with one hand and suddenly fell down. He looked down at everyone like the female saint king and said proudly: "You want to beat my Xiaowan, have you asked me if Yaoguang agrees?"
Everyone: "..." Jian Qingmo: "..." Jian Xiao: "..." The faces of both father and son turned dark.
Fuck it! The stinky bitch took the baby and didn’t do anything!