Chapter 1872 Taishangfu

In mid-air, Ling Xian's clothes were blood red and she was seriously injured.

Sword Twelve is really strong, especially when he uses ten million swords, he really has the ability to slay dragons and kill gods.

However, Ling Xian is stronger!

Although he was seriously injured, he blocked ten million swords and completely defeated Sword Twelve!

Therefore, his scars are not a symbol of fragility, but an embodiment of power!

Because of this, everyone present was shocked, especially the people of Jianzong, who were shocked to the extreme.

"The accident happened. After this battle, Sword Twelve is likely to sink."

"The first defeat in my life, this blow is too big."

"This person is too strong. Not only is the method stronger, but his foundation is also stronger than Sword Twelve!"

"I really didn't expect that he could defeat ten million swords and suppress twelve swords!"

A group of kendo legends sighed with emotion, but they did not expect that the final winner would be Ling Xian.

The old man Jiujian didn't think of it either.

He was already ready to save Ling Xian. After all, the twelve swords were outrageous, and the ten million swords in one suit was an invincible and taboo technique!

"Good boy, I underestimated you."

The old man Jiujian smiled, full of approval.

The face of the headmaster of the Sword Sect was a little unsightly, as was the master of the Eighteen Peaks.

Sword Twelve lost, not only lost his face, but also made Jianzong's face dull.

"You are defeated."

Ling Xian glanced at Jian Twelve lightly, although the blood flowed nonstop, it was powerful and powerful, shaking the mountains and rivers.

"Yeah, I lost, I lost completely."

Jian Twelve smiled miserably, unwilling to accept this cruel result, but he had already recognized the reality.

Even the strongest method of Jianzong has been used, and he naturally has nothing to say.

"I said,

It's not necessarily me who is embarrassed. "

Ling Xian spoke lightly, he persuaded Jian Twelve, but unfortunately, this person ignored it and insisted on proving himself.

As a result, it was more shameful and shameful.

"You're right, I really shouldn't fight you, but I don't regret it, at least, I tried my best."

Jian Twelve laughed miserably. He took the initiative to invite the battle, but he was completely defeated, which made him feel like a joke.

"I hope you can get out of the shadows, otherwise, you will be considered a waste."

Ling Xian sighed softly, he and Jian Twelve had no grievances or enmity, it was just a battle of will.

"I know, but how do I get there?"

Sword Twelve is bitter, his invincibility thought has been shattered by Ling Xian, and it is difficult to reshape it.

"It's up to you, and no one can help you."

"I hope you can get out of the shadows and reshape the idea of ​​invincibility. I'll be waiting for you ahead."

Ling Xian spoke lightly, and then fell to the old man Jiujian's side, closing his eyes to heal.

"Wait for me in front..."

Sword Twelve lost his soul and his heart was ashes.

For many years, he has been leading the way among his contemporaries, and is the target of others, but at this moment, there is a mountain in front of him.

Who changed, can you not feel bitter?

"It has always been regarded as the target Sword Twelve by others, but now it has become a chaser. It's incredible."

A kendo master sighed, looking at Ling Xian, who was sitting cross-legged like a mountain, and said, "From today, he will have a place in the sacred city!"

Hearing this, a group of famous swordsmen nodded their heads in agreement.

A demon who suppressed Jian Twelve, even in the sacred city where the strong are like forests, can still have a place!

"One day, I will defeat you and take back my glory!"

Jian Twelve took a deep look at Ling Xian, then turned to leave, and had no face to stay any longer.

"Good boy, I thought you couldn't stop ten thousand swords, and I was ready to save you." Jiujian old man praised.

"Ten thousand swords in one body is indeed an invincible method. It has the ability to slay dragons and kill gods. If the foundation of Sword Twelve is not as good as mine, even if I don't die, I will be half-crippled."

Ling Xian sighed lightly. Thousands of Divine Swords were too strong, that is, he, who was replaced by others, couldn't hold on at all.

"Thousands of bodies in one thought, and ten thousand swords in one body, these two methods are extremely mysterious. According to legend, they are the forbidden methods of an immortal king."

Thinking of a rumor, the old man Jiujian sighed with emotion.

"The method of the Immortal Immortal King?" Ling Xianjian frowned slightly, not knowing whether it was a myth or a fact.

"It's just a rumor, it can't be verified, but these two methods are indeed not created by the people of Jianzong." Jiujian old man said.

"It seems that the four ancient cities are also related to the Immortal King." Ling Xian frowned.

"It's all rumors. Is it true? Who can tell?"

The old man Jiujian sighed and said, "History has covered up too many truths and distorted too many facts."

After speaking, he paused and said: "It is said that there is a place where you can know the origin of the four ancient cities."

"Where?" Ling Xian became interested.

"Your Majesty."

The old man Jiujian looked solemn and said: "No one has seen this place, and no one can be sure whether it exists, but there are records of scales and half claws in ancient books."

"Tai Shangfu... Can you talk about it specifically?" Ling Xian frowned slightly, and suddenly thought of the purple token.

The scene of the evolution of this thing is an immortal mansion.

"No one has seen it, how do you describe it in detail?"

The old man Jiujian shook his head slowly and said, "The ancient books only say that it is suspended in mid-air, mysterious and immortal."

Hearing this, Ling Xian's heart was shocked, and he felt more and more that it was the mansion where the purple token evolved.

At the moment, he made a decision, and after the Sword Discourse Conference was over, he would investigate it carefully.

"Let's not talk about this ethereal legend, just heal your wounds."

The old man Jiujian smiled lightly and said no more.

Seeing this, Ling Xian didn't say anything, he closed his eyes and healed with peace of mind.

Time passed quietly, and after his duel with Jian Twelve, several more people started duel, and without exception, they were all long-established powerhouses.

However, the duel between Ling Xian and Jian Twelve was not as exciting, which made everyone feel dull.

Gradually, no one was fighting, and they were all waiting for the highlight of the Sword Discourse Conference, Wu Jian.

The sword canon is a peerless divine object, with countless sword skills, and it has a fatal attraction to all living beings.

Therefore, when Headmaster Jianzong announced the start of the third round, everyone's eyes suddenly lit up.

Ling Xian is no exception.

He came here to comprehend the Sword Canon, without this, he would not come at all.

"Please Jiandian!"

The headmaster of Jianzong had a serious expression, and his hands formed a seal, releasing a mysterious power.

The same is true for the master of the Eighteen Peaks of Sword Sect.

Immediately, Kaitian Peak shook, and the immortal divine light burst into the sky.

Then, the belly of the mountain cracked open, and a scroll of wordless celestial books flew out, lingering with the Qi of Chaos, exuding the true meaning of the Dao.

It is the supreme treasure of Jianzong, Jiandian!

"It's actually hidden in Kaitian Peak..."

Ling Xian was surprised, but after thinking about it, she was relieved.

Kaitian Peak is comparable to the existence of the Supreme Soldier, and it is undoubtedly the safest to hide in the belly of the mountain.

"I announce that the third round of the Sword Discussion Conference officially begins!"

The headmaster of Jianzong spoke in a deep voice, and then he waved his sleeves. Those who did not understand the meaning of the sword were immediately sent away from Jianzong.

"Okay, let's start to comprehend the Sword Canon."

The headmaster of Jianzong smiled, and immediately, the sword script burst out with immortal light, turning into the marks of the avenue, making everyone intoxicated.