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Chapter 58 Tianjiao Gathers

Finally, one day later, Ye Guchen approached Tianjian Peak.

Before reaching the Tianjian Peak area, just dozens of miles away, Ye Guchen felt an extremely strong sword pressure, overwhelming and overwhelming.

Some people with weak cultivation may feel uncomfortable here.

There are no monsters within dozens of miles of Tianjian Peak, because the pressure of the sword energy is too powerful, and no monsters can stay here for a long time.

Ye Guchen looked around, and saw vaguely sparse figures heading towards Tianjian Peak. Those who could reach this point were all unique geniuses and should not be underestimated.

"Walk!"

Ye Guchen didn't hesitate at all, but instead had a hint of excitement in his eyes.

He could feel an unworldly sword intent from this vague sword pressure, which was of great reference and inspiration value to him.

As time goes by, Ye Guchen gets closer and closer to Tianjian Peak.

Thirty miles...

Twenty miles...

Ten miles...

Finally, Tianjian Peak was in front of him. Ye Guchen took a quick look and saw that Tianjian Peak towered into the sky, hundreds of feet high, like a stone sword reaching the sky. On the top of the peak, he could vaguely see a side covered with countless swords.

The stone tablet with traces of history stands towering with the meaning of vicissitudes of antiquity.

The pressure of the sword energy here cannot be underestimated. The mighty sword energy is like an invisible wave, surging away in all directions.

Moreover, this sword pressure will be strengthened or weakened according to the individual's cultivation level. Ye Guchen's own realm is only the Jingyuan realm, so this sword pressure is still within the tolerance range for him.

The most important thing is that this pressure of the sword not only suppresses the physical body, but also has a slight impact on the soul. If a sword cultivator has a deep understanding of the sword, he can better withstand this pressure.

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Therefore, this question about the sword monument is not a small opportunity for sword cultivators.

Ye Guchen began to climb Tianjian Peak. The Tianjian Peak was hundreds of feet high. Normally, it would not be difficult for a warrior to climb up.

But now, the powerful sword intent is far from being that simple.

Even Ye Guchen's forehead had faint beads of sweat, let alone others.

However, in this sword pressure, Ye Guchen seemed to experience some kind of mystery, and the closer he got to the top of the peak, the stronger the mysterious feeling became.

"Haha, if you ask about the Sword Monument, I will definitely have my place."

Suddenly, a figure burst out of the air, and the whole body's true energy exploded, rushing towards the top of the mountain.

"Is it him?" Ye Guchen took a quick look and saw that the man was Liu Tianying from Wuji Sword Sect.

Liu Tianying was so focused on climbing that he did not notice Ye Guchen in the corner.

"hehe……"

At the same time, a faint laugh came out from the other side. The young master in green clothes had his hands behind his back, and the green sword energy was flowing around him. He seemed to have some strength left, and was quite calm. This person was naturally Chu Qingchi from the Jianzong Pagoda Forest.

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"Hmph, what kind of sword intent is this?" A wild voice came out, and Zhao Fengyang from the Sword-Sealing Palace appeared with a stern look.

Several of the most favored men appeared, which attracted a burst of admiration. These were the people who truly had the ability to compete for the five seats in the Wenjian Monument.

"You are a sword cultivator. What is the significance of coming here to ask about the sword monument?" Chu Qingchi locked eyes with Zhao Fengyang.

"Haha, wouldn't it be great if I, a sword cultivator, could occupy a seat at the Sword Monument?" Zhao Fengyang laughed, his words quite disdainful.

"Then we'll see." Chu Qingchi's eyes dimmed and he said no more.

"Hmph, I will give you a big surprise in the Palace of Fengdao King today." Zhao Fengyang said coldly in his heart.

The proud men of several major forces took action and quickly climbed to the halfway point of the mountain. Ye Guchen remained unhurried and followed his own pace while carefully comprehending the mystery contained in the pressure of this sword energy.

"I want to reserve a seat at Wenjian Monument."

Suddenly, a cold and arrogant voice sounded. Although the voice was not loud, it seemed to ring in everyone's ears.

"That's..." Many people looked and saw two figures approaching.

Ye Guchen also looked at it, and one of the figures was familiar to him. It was Murong Ming.

The other man walking in front had a stalwart figure. He walked with the strides of a dragon and a tiger. He carried a long sword covered with bandages on his back. His eyes were cold and arrogant, and he looked around. Almost no one dared to look at him.

"Murong Ditian of the Murong family, he is indeed here..." Some warriors whispered.

"Is he Murong Ditian?" Ye Guchen thought to himself, while his eyes were fixed on the long sword carried behind Murong Ditian's back.

He could feel the extraordinary power of that long sword.

is a rival.

Ye Guchen speculated that he was worthy of being the number one genius of Beichen Mansion, and indeed he had a lot of momentum.

And just when everyone was still surprised, two more beautiful figures came over.

One of them, who was also familiar to Ye Guchen, was Situ Ling.

The other person, Ye Guchen, who had an ancient heart, had a hint of surprise in his eyes after seeing it.

The woman was dressed in a snow-colored silk skirt. She was spotless and her body was delicate and delicate. She looked like the moon covered by light clouds, looking forward to the brilliance, like the snow falling on the flowing wind.

The most amazing thing is a flawless and beautiful face, which makes people linger in the painting.

"It's Situ Hongxue!"

"She really deserves to be one of the stunning figures of the Shengyuan Dynasty."

Many warriors were amazed, with fascination in their eyes. Who wouldn't want to hold such a beautiful fairy in his arms?

But when they saw Murong Ditian not far away, many warriors felt their hearts drop.

Although Situ Hongxue was a beautiful woman, it was a pity that she had already been married to a famous woman. These people asked themselves that they did not have the courage to snatch her away from Murong Ditian.

"Hongxue, do you need me to occupy a seat for you?" Murong Ditian said softly when he saw Situ Hongxue arriving.

The surrounding warriors were all stunned. They were not even qualified to compete for a seat. Murong Ditian was still qualified to say such a thing, which made people sigh at the difference in status and strength.

"No need, I will fight for it myself." Situ Hongxue did not rely on other people's vases, but also had her own pride. She refused directly, moved her lotus steps, and began to climb the Heavenly Sword Peak.

Murong Ditian smiled lightly and followed closely.

"It seems that it is not that easy to win a seat." Ye Guchen thought to himself.

He did not climb to the front position, firstly because it was too conspicuous, and secondly because he still wanted to understand the mystery of the sword pressure.

Although the sword energy released from the Sword Questioning Monument brings extreme pressure to people, it will also give people a sense of enlightenment. The deeper the understanding of the sword, the stronger the understanding of the sense.

"The person who can leave this Sword Questioning Monument must be a peerless expert in the art of swordsmanship. The pressure of this sword is terrifying. If the sword intention of heaven and earth is condensed into one, and if you can see it being used with your own eyes, then you will have no regrets."

Ye Guchen couldn't help but sigh secretly.

This kind of sword intention contains a hint of the loneliness of a master, which is very similar to the sword demon in his previous life.

After entering this kind of realization, even Ye Guchen didn't notice that the pressure of the sword on him became weaker and weaker, and Ye Guchen's figure became faster and faster, and his eyes became faster and faster.

Coming brighter and brighter.

Ye Guchen has already understood.

"Um?"

Finally, Ye Guchen, who gradually stood out, attracted some people's attention.


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