One Thousand Three Hundred and Ninety-Five, the Deceased Is Still There

The teleportation array at the Emerald Station is not working?

Xiao Chen was taken aback for a moment before he realized that he seemed to have never thought about this question.

"Why didn't you say it earlier."

If it had been said earlier, there would be no need to think about countermeasures like the Dao of Swords tea party only lasted one day.

He always wanted to dislike breaking his promise, or he would not agree, but since he agreed to Wen Ziran, he had to go.

Now that the teleportation array is unavailable, ask him how to get to Tiandao Mountain Villa within a day.

The Emerald King said with a helpless smile: "I said at the beginning that the Emerald Building is linked to this station, otherwise I would do nothing to all the other warriors. If there is no interference, how can I use such a big fanfare? I thought you knew it. .”

Damn it, the Emerald King really said this, but he was thinking about destroying the throne and completely forgot about it.

What to do now, Xiao Chen couldn't help feeling a little at a loss for a while.

"Jade King, how long will it take to go from here to other post stations that can be directly transmitted to Tiandao Villa?"

"At least two days."

Two days is not enough at all. If we rush over, the knife tea party will be almost over.

In the chariot, Xiao Chen frowned, thinking about countermeasures.

"From here, how long will it take to go directly to Tiandao Mountain Villa?"

The Emerald King pondered for a moment and replied: "It will take about a day and a half. Of course, this is a straight-line distance. Flying in the starry sky, it is inevitable that you will encounter meteorites, even meteorite groups, or starry sky storms."

In fact, no one would do this. Traveling alone in the starry sky for a long time, there are too many accidents and too many risks.

He didn't say just now that if he accidentally encountered a star beast, the trouble would be even greater.

A day and a half is enough!

A bright light flashed in Xiao Chen's eyes, there was only this way to go, and he tried to get there within a day.

"Jade King, we will meet soon, destroying the throne will be of great use to me, thank you for your kindness."

Walk!

As soon as the words fell, the Chariot of Reincarnation turned into a black shock and flew into the sky, disappearing from the sight of the Emerald King.

The Emerald King looked up, slightly surprised: "It's a bit too risky, is the Dao of the Sword Tea Party so attractive?"

After retreating for hundreds of years, the Emerald King took all kinds of gatherings very lightly.

In fact, it was not because of the attractiveness, but because Xiao Chen agreed to Wen Ziran, so he had to attend the appointment.

He didn't want to be a person who broke his promise.

The black chariot drew a straight line of rainbow light in the vast starry sky, spreading all the way.

The two mutated dragons breathed out their breath, and any meteorites that blocked their way were burned to ashes. While rushing with all his strength, Xiao Chen would personally strike to smash the ape-borne star and meteorite.

The wheels of the chariot, under the rapid rotation, seemed to be about to burn.

But it wasn't enough, the vast starry sky stretched as far as the eye could see, and among the many bright stars, Daoshanzhuang still couldn't even see the outline that day.

In the chariot, Xiao Chen's face suddenly sank. A hundred miles ahead, a group of stars and meteorites roared towards him.

This pile of meteorites is huge in number and densely packed. If you want to avoid it, you have to go around in a big circle.

One finger!

Phew, a corner of the curtain in front of the chariot was lifted, and a bright purple light turned into a beam of light, shooting away angrily.

Silent explosions sounded one after another, and where the rays of light passed, they were abruptly formed among the meteorites, opening a passage.

When the curtain fell, the black chariot passed through without any risk.

Unfolding the star map, Xiao Chen found the location of Tiandao Villa on it, frowning slightly, thinking about how to reach Tiandao Villa smoothly.

When Xiao Chen was quickly shuttled through the starry sky, the most lively time was also ushered in the Tiandao Villa, and the entrance ceremony of the tea party was about to begin.

In the central square of Tiandao Mountain Villa, there is an ancient carving square, which is circular and consists of more than a thousand stone pillars. One circle circles one circle, the further one goes in, the fewer stone pillars there are in each circle.

As far as the innermost circle of stone pillars, there are only thirty-six stone pillars, surrounded by a unique black stone pillar.

The ancient stone pillars have a long history of vicissitudes, and each stone pillar is carved with an ancient swordsman. In the last tea party, the ancient sculptures of Tianding City were temporarily borrowed from this place.

Each stone pillar represents a position for discussing the Tao. Obviously, the further you go in, the closer you will be to the core position.

Anyone with a little strength is unwilling to sit on the outermost edge, look at others eagerly, talk and laugh happily.

Outside the central square, many swordsmen who were invited, as well as many warriors who love to watch the excitement, have all arrived.

The vast aura came from the stone pillars in the distance, and the will of many swordsmen and sages gathered together, like the sea, turbulent endlessly, but as calm as a mountain, gathering the wind and clouds from all directions without moving.

"This is Tiandao Mountain Villa, the famous stone carving of sages, it's really spectacular!"

"It is said that the will of the swordsman in the stone carving has not dissipated after hundreds of thousands of years. It is true or false."

"Of course it's true. In the last tea party, Qinglong King Xiao Chen used tea to discuss the Dao, recreating the will of the ancient Dao of the Sword. It is a spectacle to compare the present to the past."

"Qinglong King, it's a pity, if he is here, this tea party will definitely be more exciting."

"Hehe, now is the age of golden prosperity and the era of warring heroes. The era of Qinglong King Xiao Chen has long passed. What a pity."

"That's right, none of the top ten swordsmen of the new generation is worse than the Qinglong King back then, or even worse."

"Ghost Swordsman, go up!"

Suddenly, a figure soared up like a sharp blade, soaring into the sky. There was the whistling sound of the mad knife on his body, which caused the sound of wind and thunder, rumbling non-stop.

"Walk!"

Immediately, one by one, the swordsmen who were either invited or came over on their own initiative, couldn't bear it anymore, and jumped into the air one after another, wanting to win their own place.

For a time, everyone was like a knife, wanton and undisguised, and swordsmen from all walks of life competed for the edge.

The lights of swords filled the sky, reflecting each other's brilliance. In the sky above the central square, many swordsmen fought for the position of a stone pillar.

Boundless and wild clouds, billowing and dancing, in the golden age, the new generation of swordsmen are not simple.

Wen Ziran watched this scene with a satisfied expression on his face. He is a person who likes to be lively. If not, he would not put down his posture and walk around inviting swordsmen for a tea party.

He is a person who really loves knives, and he also hopes that this tea party will be better and better. At this moment, the thousands of miles of thunderclouds are rolling and moving, and the sky is full of sword lights, shining brightly, and swordsmen from all walks of life are competing for the top.

It was his favorite scene.

It's just that he suddenly remembered an old friend, and the smile on his face faded. If the old friend was still there, the tea party would be even more lively.

It's just an old friend, but is it still there?

Wow!

In the central square, above the thirty-six stone pillars in the innermost circle, a bright knife light suddenly lit up, and the knife light was condensed, and an ancient swordsman stood with a knife.

Wen Ziran stopped thinking, raised his eyes to look, and said softly: "It turns out that it is Zhao Feng, the ghost swordsman, who took the lead."

Not only that, he also took advantage of the situation to activate the will of the swordsman in the stone pillar, attracting attention from all directions. The voices of surprise from all warriors can be heard endlessly.

This is the first time I have seen such a spectacle, and everyone is full of praise.

If it was before, Wen Ziran would definitely be surprised, but at the last tea party, the old man activated the will of the ancient sages with his martial arts cultivation.

Most of the swordsmen in this golden and prosperous age have the cultivation base of Emperor Wu, and the worst ones have the cultivation base of Emperor Zhun. so powerful. It is really not too surprising to activate the will of the ancient sages.

With the ghost swordsman Zhao Feng falling first, the new generation of sword kings took their positions one after another, and the will of the ancient swordsmen was activated one after another.

The light and shadow of the sages compete to bloom, dispel the clouds, and drive away the sun. There are only countless stars falling down, and the stars are like lights, dotted over the square, as if you can extinguish the lights with your hand.

Thousands of stone pillars, full of guests, Wen Ziran knew that it was time for him to go up and host.

With a light tiptoe, Wen Ziran kept his sharp edge introverted, pacing step by step out of thin air. Wherever they passed, many martial artists clasped their hands and greeted each other.

This queen sword king has long been famous and has outstanding strength. Even if she doesn't show her sharpness at all, no one will dare to underestimate her.

Walking step by step, on the innermost thirty-six stone pillars, except for the black stone pillar in the center, there is still an empty space.

It's not a coincidence, but everyone knows that this position belongs to Wen Ziran, no one will grab it, and no one dares to grab it.

After he sat down, a ray of light immediately lit up on the stone pillar, and the ray condensed and turned into an ancient sage.

With the appearance of this sage, the night is full of stars, and the starry sky is completely lit up.

"Brother Wen, didn't you say that Wuying Sword King will also come to this tea party? Why didn't I see anyone?"

The one who spoke was Xing Feng, a swordsman from the corpse clan. He was always arrogant, he had no scruples, and he would speak out when he had something to say.

This question is also a question in other people's minds, but because of Wen Ziran's face, it is not easy to ask in public.

The Shadowless Knife King, who never touches knives in his hands or takes pictures of others, has a great reputation.

He can keep a low profile and rarely appear in public. Many swordsmen have long been dissatisfied with this. Swordsmen have their own pride, you have never really defeated him once, no matter what your reputation thinks, you will always be dissatisfied.

"I have also admired the name of the Wuying Sword King for a long time. I really want to see him and see if his reputation is in vain. It's a pity."

"Hehe, a person who doesn't even dare to get off the chariot must be pretending to be a ghost, how strong can he be?"

At the beginning of Xingfeng, the topics on the scene immediately gathered on the Wuying Sword King, which made Wen Ziran a little embarrassed and hard to answer.

After all, he had said with certainty that the Wuying Sword King would definitely come, but now that he has not arrived, it is inevitable that he will be blamed.

At the same time, the Shadowless Knife King, who was known by everyone, finally saw the vague outline of Tiandao Villa after a day of frantic driving.

I just saw the outline, and it would take half a day if I really want to rush there.

After a day of high-intensity rushing, Xiao Chen was slightly exhausted. He had already used the fastest speed, but the environment in the starry sky was too complicated, so it was still a step too late.

Looking in the direction of Tiandao Mountain Villa, Xiao Chen's face in the chariot was heavy. Are you going to be late?

no way!

Promised that Wen Ziran would come to the appointment, he must be there on time, in the chariot, Xiao Chen's eyes flashed brightly.

All of a sudden, the saber intent radiated from his body, thousands of saber lights bloomed on his body, beams of saber light pierced through the curtain. Let the black reincarnation chariot radiate a light that is brighter than the stars in this starry sky.

Thousands of sword lights suddenly condensed into a bunch, all falling on the arrogant blade on the carriage. Immediately, on the blade, the light was dazzling, the blade's intent radiated, and a boundless gust of wind was blown up.

hum!

With a clang, the blade of arrogance shot out, piercing through the void, carrying all of Xiao Chen's sword intent, and disappeared into the stars.

Wen Ziran on the stone pillar in the central square of Tiandao Villa, facing everyone's censure, smiled wryly and said, "I'm really sorry, the Wuying Sword King may not be able to come..."

But the words are not finished yet, above the square, a sudden change occurred.

In the sky where the stars are like lights, the sun suddenly appeared, covering all the stars.

The appearance of this round of brilliant sun was so sudden that no one was prepared for it. Both eyes were stabbed for a short time, and they were even more surprised in their hearts.

Before he had time to ask questions, he saw the sun set straight down, and with a buzzing sound, it directly landed on the unique black stone pillar in the center of the Sages Square.

What's the matter, has the sun gone down?

The gust of wind that I only heard blows everyone's hair and makes it difficult to open their eyes.

At this moment, the light and shadow of the sages fell apart, and the swordsman statues on the stone pillars withered and fell down one after another.

When the strong wind fell, the light did not flicker, his eyes recovered, and he stared, only to find that there was an extra knife on the black stone pillar.

"It's not the sun that's falling, it's a knife!"

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