One Thousand Three Hundred and Ninety-Six Look Back for a Moment

What fell from the sky was not a brilliant sun, nor a certain star, but a knife!

Everyone was playing with knives, but they were frightened by a knife at the same time. The tea party hadn't even started yet, but they slapped these knife players with a big slap. {pea literature}

Swish Swish Swish!

What's even more frightening is that the swordsman's will was shattered by the falling knife on the statue of the sages on the stone pillar.

But in a short time, thousands of stone pillars become smooth, the night hangs upside down, and the strange scene of stars like lamps also disappears at the same time.

The sun is shining, the big day is reappearing, and the fiery rays are shining down.

But the heart of the swordsman at the scene couldn't warm up, his heart was as cold as water, and he was sweating. Some swordsmen in the outermost circle even trembled all over, unable to believe that there are such powerful swords in the world.

Inside the villa, in a quiet study room, Wu Xiaotian's heart suddenly trembled.

Putting down the ancient book in his hand, he raised his head to look at the unknown starry sky, one thousand meters, ten thousand meters, one hundred thousand meters, one million meters... thousands of meters away, he finally saw it.

The starry sky was boundless, and there was a black chariot rushing towards it.

In the dark night, in the starry sky, in this endless universe, it looks ordinary. But in Wu Xiaotian's eyes, it was not a carriage, nor a person, but a knife piercing the sky.

Not flying to the Heavenly Sword Inn, nor flying to the thousands of swordsmen in the central square, but flying to his sword king, Wu Xiaotian!

Click!

Unable to suppress the turbulent emotions in his heart, the ancient book in his hand shattered into pieces, dancing wildly in the study.

The sun shines in through the window, and the room is full of confetti, like white snow, falling down.

Wu Xiaotian had black hair all over his head, and at some point, it turned snow-white, making him look hundreds of years old.

He knew that from the moment he saw that person, he was no longer the sword king. Although the opponent's cultivation base is not as good as his, but the achievements above the Dao of the Sword have completely surpassed him.

Mu Ran looked back for a moment, letting Bai Xue dye her blue hair. Every feeling is gone by the flowing water, and a floating name floats with the clouds.

Wu Xiaotian, the sword king of a generation, can afford it and let it go, without any nostalgia or resentment.

"I haven't seen you for five years, and I really walked out of another road. It's not in vain for me to fight with my life." Wu Xiaotian smiled sadly, sat down again, and didn't say much.

Even other supreme beings can't see through Xiao Chen's true identity after the disguise, but Wu Xiaotian, who is the sword king, will recognize him at the first sight no matter how Xiao Chen conceals it.

The king of swords recognizes people, not face, not sword, but only heart, the heart of a swordsman.

Wu Xiaotian was able to let it go and see it openly, but the many new generation swordsmen on the stone pillars in the central square were so arrogant and astounding, how could they be convinced.

"Brother Wen, what's going on, whose knife is it?"

Looking at the shining blade, after calming down, many people asked Wen Ziran.

Some swordsmen present were suspicious in their hearts, and a small number of those who had seen this knife had already recognized it, but they were not sure yet.

Wen Ziran had seen this knife before, and he was so impressed that he recognized it at first sight. Surprised at first, then pleasantly surprised, Wuying Knife King finally did not break the appointment.

But looking at the faces of the swordsmen present, he complained in his heart, this Shadowless Swordsman played too much.

Faced with many swordsman's questioning, he had to answer, and after a long silence, Wen Ziran said in a low voice, "It's the sword of the Wuying Swordsman!"

"It really is him!"

"I guessed it. This is his arrogant blade. I have seen it once."

"It's so grand, if you come or don't come, you won't come, what does this mean now, don't take us seriously at all!"

The swordsman on the stone pillar immediately exploded with a buzz, and the dissatisfaction in his words was very obvious.

However, this is also normal, and anyone who sits on the stone pillar will feel uncomfortable. Slapping in the face is not like this. The will of the sages was shaken away, and even the face of the ancestor was slapped once.

In fact, this was really a big misunderstanding, Xiao Chen just wanted to be on time for the appointment.

It has been many years, he has not concentrated all his sword intent on one blade, this is the only way he can think of to meet the appointment on time.

The knife of a swordsman can represent the swordsman himself. No matter from which aspect, it makes sense to go to the meeting with a knife.

It was not his original intention to disperse the will of the sage swordsman. If he really didn't concentrate all his sword intent, the blade of arrogance couldn't fall from such a long distance.

The shocking change caused the whole scene to be full of uproar. No one expected that such an incident would happen at the tea party.

Wen Ziran was a little helpless, and after waving his hands to stop the noise, he said in a deep voice: "Calm down, Wuying Sword King has personally handed over the invitation card, and attending the meeting with a knife is not considered a broken appointment. Don't argue about this matter. If anyone disagrees, go to Just chop off his knife on the Dao platform."

The black stone pillar is the discussion platform of this tea party, as long as it occupies it, it will have to accept the challenge of others.

This is the reason why no one has ever occupied this black stone pillar.

"Wuying Knife King, do you have any objections?"

Wen Ziran looked at the blade of arrogance on the stone pillar and asked.

"No point."

Wow!

On the stone pillar, the dust condensed and turned into a figure of an ordinary person. He stretched out his hand and pulled out the blade of arrogance, and said calmly.

Xiao Chen in the chariot, separated by millions of miles, burned more than half of his mana, and finally used his finger as a soldier.

Such a scene shocked the others, why suddenly there was an extra body.

"I encountered some trivial matters on the road. I couldn't go to the meeting on time, so I could only go to the meeting with a knife. I used some side ways to condense a half-deity clone to discuss the Tao. I apologize to everyone for the disrespect."

The avatar held the knife, cupped his hands and said to the four directions.

Some people sneered and said it was hypocritical, while others nodded secretly. This Wuying Sword King is quite humble.

"Are you really the shadowless sword king?"

Among the thirty-six stone pillars in the innermost circle, one stood up, his eyes burning with fighting spirit, and he asked aggressively.

"If it's fake, the knife in your hand can prove it."

"Okay, then I, Xu Zilan, will meet you today.

After Xu Zilan's words fell, without hesitation, he directly killed Xiao Chen's avatar, which was condensed as a soldier.

Everyone held their breath for a moment, stopped talking, and watched seriously. Although Xu Zilan is not one of the top ten swordsmen of the new generation, he is still a similar character. To be able to occupy an extra place among the thirty-six stone pillars in the innermost circle is in itself very remarkable.

The two figures quickly fought.

Lights and shadows flicker, changing shapes and shadows, Xu Zilan is famous for his sharp swords, Xiao Chen observed its characteristics so that he can strike fast.

On the narrow stone pillars, the Fish and Dragon Jue moves around, with thousands of changes, after ten moves.

The two figures separated, Xu Zilan's face was pale, and an extra knife resting on his neck made him dare not move.

"I lost."

It was said to be ten moves, but the two of them fought fast, and ten moves were only a breath away. Some swordsmen didn't even understand how Xu Zilan was defeated.

Only real masters can see that Xu Zilan's defeat was extremely miserable, all ten moves were defeated, and every time he was stabbed, there was an extra wound on his body, after ten moves, he couldn't even defend his vitals.

In the future, I'm afraid Xu Zilan will never dare to call himself a quick knife again.

"Acceptance, you are fast enough to shoot, but you still lack a body skill. The body skill does not have to be top-notch, but it must be suitable for you, because everyone's body is different, don't mind when the level is low. But the level If you are taller, you have to find a movement method that suits your body, and there is really no one that can be adapted or created by yourself."

Xiao Chen cupped his hands and said.

Xu Zilan was thoughtful, and some questions seemed to be cleared up immediately. After a while, he cupped his hands and said, "Thank you very much."

All of a sudden, the scene became quieter, and everyone didn't feel like they were on the same level as Wuying Sword King.

Although the aura of this person is obviously not as good as that of a king, among the emperor's prestige, there is even less the aura of an emperor that is unique to a king.

But it just happened to have this feeling that above the Dao of the Blade, he was not at the same level as him at all.

"I come!"

After a while of silence, Ghost Shadow Saber Zhao Feng stood up and made this difficult decision.

"Count me into Xingfeng!"

Xing Feng, who was the first to criticize Wen Ziran with the topic of Wuying Sword King, also stood up at this time. It's just that the arrogance in his eyes has long since subsided and become serious.

It seems that it is a little unruly for the two new generation sword kings to attack at the same time.

But no one seemed to think there was anything wrong with it, because the one who wanted to fight was the Wuying Sword King!

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