The Qishang Sword Academy, as one of the four major kendo holy places in the world, openly recruited elders, causing an uproar in the entire Shenlan.
Anyone who has reached the level of cultivation and has some foundation for self-control can't help but come here to test their worth and whether they are qualified to become an elder of the Holy Land.
This is a supreme honor. Once a family patriarch is elected to the Sword Elder's Home, the family's power will increase at least ten times in just ten years.
This is an excellent opportunity to establish a relationship with the Holy Land. Even the two major families, Long and Lu, could not hide their excitement and sent their elders to participate in this rare election.
This day.
Sword Academy Martial Arts Field.
Released to the world, there are no less than a hundred powerful people who have returned to their true nature and are powerful enough to intimidate an area.
If such a peerless master were placed in other Sifang Sword Domain, he would at least be the leader of the same faction.
In fact, there is no shortage of people who appear here, including some powerful leaders. The purpose is self-evident. Naturally, they want to get on the big ship of the Sword Academy and become prosperous in the future.
The mountain gate is located.
Li Kezhou was familiar with the road. Just as he was about to enter the mountain gate, he was suddenly blocked by a disciple guarding the gate with a horizontal sword.
"Where did you come from as a wild cultivator? This is the holy land of the Frost Sword Academy, not a place for a big gathering. Get down from the mountain quickly, or you may lose your life."
The gatekeeper is a disciple in green shirt.
Even though he has the lowest status among the third-class disciples, he still has the arrogant expression inherent to the disciples of the Sword Academy.
Li Kezhou glanced at him. He was very young. He was obviously a new disciple of the Sword Academy who had been in the profession for thirty years.
The main reason why the other party blocked him was because of his age and they didn't think he was running for elders.
Li Kezhou was not angry at all, and asked leisurely: "I heard that this generation of saints in your Sword Academy seems to be a junior named Wang Songxi."
The disciple guarding the door was shocked and looked around quickly: "Boy, your dog is too bold. You dare to call the Holy Son by his name. Do you know that this is a charge of disrespect? If it reaches the ears of the Holy Son,
You will have your head thrown to the ground."
Li Kezhou looked at his cautious look and laughed dumbly: "Names are meant for people to call. If they cannot be used to address them, they have no meaning of existence. This Wang Songxi can't even break this point. No accident, the four
The Holy Son of the Holy Land, this person must be among the lowest..."
The disciple guarding the door was sweating profusely after hearing this, and his whole body was as anxious as if he had to urinate, for fear that the other party would say something shocking again.
"Who is talking here? I, the Holy Son of the Sword Academy, and you, a little-known yellow-haired boy, can comment at will?"
Following the sound, a person walked over angrily.
Seeing the person coming, Li Kezhou smiled slightly.
He had seen this man yesterday, and it was this man who took the lead to go to the cave where he was retreating, trying to seize something from him. In the end, he shot the leader and was beaten out by him with a palm, leaving him seriously injured and bleeding.
Previously, because he was in the wilderness and worried that the other party would kill him, the man had to swallow his anger. Now in his own territory, the man's deepest nature was immediately exposed.
When he saw Li Kezhou, the joy in his eyes flashed, and then he showed an angry look: "Where are you from as a wild cultivator? Tell me your name quickly. I'm not afraid to tell you that you just disrespected my saint son of the Sword Academy.
Committed a capital crime."
Seeing this man pretending not to know him and looking like he was going to be sentenced to death, Li Kezhou smiled lightly and said: "I'm here to participate in the election of elders. Please show me the way..."
Hearing his own scolding had no effect at all. Instead, he was bossed around by the other party, which made him furious.
"Beast! As a second-level disciple of the Sword Academy, I order you to kneel down and apologize to me. If you don't, I will pass through the clouds and smoke together. The next moment, the three thousand disciples of the Songjian Tower will cut you to pieces with a thousand knives...
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"I don't know what it means!"
Li Kezhou didn't want to cause trouble, so he ignored this person and walked into the mountain gate.
This scene made the man feel that his dignity was being thrown to the ground, and he was being rolled over crazily. In a moment of evil, he raised his sword and stabbed him.
But I only heard one sound.
This man's sword energy couldn't even break through his physical defense.
The man didn't wait to sheath his sword when he suddenly felt a strong force coming from the tip of the sword. His hand went numb, the sword fell out of his hand, and he rolled to the ground and flew backwards.
The man was beaten to a pulp. As a genius disciple of the second heaven, when he was humiliated again at the hands of the opponent, not only did he not feel timid, but he became even more arrogant.
"What a good dog! If you dare to act wild in our sword courtyard, I will make sure you die without a burial place today."
He raised his hand to the sky, pulling a long whistle, and a stream of white smoke burst out from his sleeve. The white smoke exploded in the sky and gathered into a specious sword shape.
From every corner of the sword courtyard, one could see this white smoke flying towards Yujian in all directions.
Li Kezhou had no intention of escaping, but after walking no more than a hundred meters, he was surrounded by flying figures one after another.
These people wore a certain style of clothing with two patterns of "pine" and "sword" tattooed on their clothes.
"Luo Xu, what happened? Why did you use the distress signal in our sword academy?"
A burly man who was obviously of slightly higher status asked when he saw the man with a gray face.
"Leader Zuo! It's this little beast. He just insulted the Holy Son. I was so angry that I tried to argue with him. But this man was not only bold, but also arrogant. He beat me seriously and threatened to destroy me, Songjianlou, with one hand.
, let the Holy Son kneel down and kowtow to him!!"
As the man spoke, he burst into tears. Although he was clearly not injured, he pretended to be miserable with a lame leg. His face twitched from time to time, as if he was enduring great pain.
The big man's eyes were angry, and he stepped in front of Li Kezhou: "Is what he said true?"
Li Kezhou had no interest in explaining at all: "Within one breath, these minions who are leading you, get out of here! Otherwise, your end will be very miserable!"
The big man was extremely angry and laughed back: "You really don't know how to live or die, boy! Stare at your dog eyes and take a good look at where you are. This is the Qishang Sword Academy, and we are from Songjian Tower. You are talking arrogantly here.
Don’t you know how to write the word death?”
Li Kezhou looked impatient and felt no wind rising from his body.
Bearing the brunt of the blow, the big man standing in front of him was swept away by the sharp wind. His clothes were instantly shattered, and his skin turned blood-colored. He looked as if he had just been fished out of blood.
"Even his murderous aura is so sharp. When did such a master of swordsmanship appear in the world!"
At some point, an old man with long eyebrows appeared at the entrance of the mountain gate. Behind the old man, there was a scabbard but no sword. His eyes were solemn and he was stroking his beard and watching.
"Return...return to truth!"
Being swept away by Li Kezhou's murderous intent, the big man lost a layer of skin and screamed in fright.
His cultivation level was only in the middle stage of Yuan Fei, and his eyesight was limited. He never thought that the boy in front of him, who looked a few years younger than him, actually had the sensational cultivation level of returning to his true nature.
Just when the big man was trembling with fear, an indifferent voice suddenly came from the distance:
"Your Majesty, you are so brave. You entered our Sword Court and hurt the people of my Songjian Tower. If my king Songxi doesn't come forward today, wouldn't you be lawless?"
While he was talking, an extraordinary-looking man wearing a long robe of green pine and white cranes walked towards this direction casually, as if he was in a deserted place.