Chapter 202

the red sun rises in sky.

The whole Jiaolong city is bustling and crowded.

The final of the swordsman competition is still held in the martial arts square.

The swordsman competition is divided into three levels. In fact, the most important thing is the assessment results of the first two levels. The main purpose of the third level is to compete with the nature of sword fighting. The contestants come for the rich rewards of the organizers.

The final rules are also very simple, that is, the swordsmen who advance to the final fight with the swordsmen sent by the host. As long as they continuously beat the three swordsmen sent by the host, they will be rewarded by the host.

According to the assessment performance of the first two levels, the organizer decides what level of swordsmen to send to fight with.

In wanjian imperial capital, there is a default rule in the swordsman competition, that is, only swordsmen under the age of 30 and under the sixth weight of Wuhai territory can participate.

Therefore, the strongest cultivation of the swordsmen sent by the organizer is the wuhaijing Wuzhong.

"It's said that the reward given by the prince's house this summer is a drop of ice Jiao blood. Users can improve a small level."

"Really? Unfortunately, my son is not strong enough and has no hope."

"The reward seems tempting, but it's not so easy to defeat three swordsmen in a row, and their strength is stronger than one. Even if it's still in the hands of Xiahou palace in the end."

"The Dragon swordsman's talent and strength are so evil. Maybe the Xiahou palace is specially prepared for him in order to win him over. Anyway, the Dragon swordsman will join the Xiahou palace in the end, and the fat water will not flow into the fields of outsiders."

"By the way, other advanced swordsmen have arrived. Why haven't you seen the Dragon swordsman yet?"

While many people wonder why Long Yang hasn't appeared yet, Kang Jianlin and Xiahou Baobao are as anxious as ants on a hot pot.

"Brother Lin has been out for two days and three nights. Why haven't he come back? Is there anything wrong? The game will start soon. It's really urgent."

Kang Jianlin walked around anxiously in place, looking around from time to time.

Long Yang is now his life-saving straw. If there are three long and two short, his bright future will be empty.

Xiahou Baobao holds a storage bag in her hand and doesn't say anything, but no one can see that her mood is no better than Kang Jianlin.

"Xia Houfei is cold. I often thunder. I don't want to meet you soon!"

Suddenly, a huge thunder like sound blew up over Jiaolong City, making everyone's ears buzzing.

"Chang Dalei? Isn't that the name of Nanjian king?"

"Yes, yes, I saw the king's power of Nanjian king in the swordsman competition last year. I remember this voice."

"Uncle Jianwang came too."

A young man naturally heard this familiar voice, and suddenly looked alive.

All the people around looked at the young man with envy. They only hated why they didn't have an uncle of the sword king.

Soon, a dazzling sword came from the South and just appeared in the air outside Jiaolong city. In an instant, it came over the sword tower of Yanwu square. There was a man with a short beard in a wind leopard robe and a sword around his waist.

Chang Dalei, the king of the southern sword, carried his hands and rolled over his robe, and slowly landed over the sword tower, which immediately attracted everyone's attention. Everyone stared at the overlord of the southern part of the ten thousand sword emperor with awe.

"Xia Hou feileng always likes to be a shrinking turtle. He won't come out to see us."

Chang Dalei, the king of Southern sword, just landed in front of the sword tower. Another voice came from the West.

"It's the voice of Xijian king."

"Two sword kings came to Jiaolong city today. They must have come for the crazy dragon swordsman."

"It seems that this year's Swordsman competition is more lively and interesting than in previous years."

In the excitement of everyone's discussion, a figure appeared in the West sky. It seemed to come slowly. In the blink of an eye, it appeared next to Chang Dalei, the king of South sword.

Si Bufan, the king of West sword, looks three or four years younger than Chang Dalei, the king of South sword. He wears white clothes and has a sword on his back. He must be floating slowly and in high spirits. He has less earthy smell and more elegant fairy wind than Chang Dalei, the king of South sword.

After Xi Jianwang Si Bufan appeared, he looked directly at the black robed swordsman standing among the contestants, with surprise, sadness and anger, and more disappointment.

The black robed swordsman is Si Ruoming. Obviously, he didn't expect his sword king grandfather to appear in Jiaolong city and didn't dare to face up to each other's disappointed eyes. However, Si Ruoming's determination never disappeared.

"Brother Si, your precious grandson's accomplishments have improved by leaps and bounds. In just three years, you have not only broken through the nine aspects of Wugang territory to Wuhai territory, but also continuously broken through the five aspects of Wuhai territory. It seems that you have an adventure. Congratulations."

Chang Dalei, the king of the South sword, saw Si Bufan, the king of the West sword, staring at Si Ruoming with a smile. Only he knew whether he really congratulated or disagreed.

Si Bufan, king of Xijian, was about to say something. He seemed to feel something and turned his eyes to the north.

Chang Dalei, the king of Southern sword, soon felt the difference and turned his eyes to the north.

"It seems that I'm not the only one wandering around. The two brothers of the southwest sword king are also very elegant."

In the north sky, a bird appeared. When it flew over Jiaolong City, everyone saw that it was a huge four winged Snowbird. On its back sat an old man with white hair and young face.

The old man is more than 100 years old, wearing a blue martial robe and holding a jade Xiao. His eyes have a rare joy at his age, as if he showed a passion and love for everything in the world.

The old man is the oldest of the five sword kings, Gao Mo Long's great grandfather and Northern sword King Gaoyi.

Gao Molong's face was full of joy when he saw his ancestors. It can be seen from his expression that he has a close relationship with the old ancestor.

"What kind of wind is blowing today? It has blown all three of you to Jiaolong city."

As soon as Gaoyi, king of the northern sword, rode on a four winged Snowbird to the sky above the sword tower, a cold voice came from the Xiahou palace.

Then, in the crowd's watching eyes, a group of people appeared over the Xiahou palace and came to the martial arts square. Many powerful people were surrounded by a middle-aged man in his fifties, dressed in an ice dragon totem martial robe, with long white hair and waist, and two sword eyebrows, just like two ice swords obliquely inserted into the sky.

It is the host of the host of the swordsman competition, Xia Hou feileng, the king of the East sword.

Today, except song Desheng, the fifth sword King guarding Dajian mountain, the other four sword kings gather in Jiaolong city.

For a time, the situation over Jiaolong city was changing, and a normal atmosphere shrouded everyone's heart.