Chapter 334

The territory of wanjian Pavilion is millions of miles. There are 18 dynasties and more than 100 kingdoms in it. The number of warriors is more than one billion.

Thousands of years ago, wanjian Pavilion rose because of the legendary ancient sword, and the place where the legendary ancient sword appeared was the great Xia Dynasty.

Because of this, the Xia Dynasty was the king of swords, and everyone advocated the way to cultivate swords.

At this time, a hundred miles away from the ancient sword City, there is a vast mountain forest zone, across the endless region.

In this area, sometimes there are spirit beasts flying in the sky, whistling in the air.

In the morning, there is a white tiger in this void.

On the white tiger's back, there was a beautiful young man sitting on it. His eyes opened. In his dark and deep pupil, a touch of brilliance flashed and he looked forward from a distance.

In view, it is a low mountain range.

The mountain range is quite strange, stretching for hundreds of miles. The mountain is steep, but its height is only kilometers. At the top of the mountain range, there is a very wide flat land, as if it was cut off by a sword.

"The mountain ahead should be Xijian mountain range." The handsome young man put away the map, patted the back of the tiger with his palm, and the white tiger immediately gave out a thick roar of tiger, and the white light broke through the air and left.

This beautiful young man is naturally Chu Xingyun.

After leaving Liuyun emperor, it took him five days to ride the white tiger to arrive at the great Xia Dynasty.

The mountain in front, called Xijian mountain range, is where the sword washing pool is located.

In the past, the legendary ancient sword was born. The light of the sword startled the sky, and the whole mountain range was cut off. After that day, this mountain range became famous. Countless sword practitioners came here to realize, so it was called Xijian mountain range.

At the foot of Xijian mountain range, there is a very large city named Gujian city. All those who take part in wanjian Pavilion test must come to this city.

There was still half a month before the day of the trial. But along the way, Chu Xingyun also saw many martial artists who were heading for the sword washing pool. Obviously, they also came to participate in the test.

"Before the legendary ancient sword was born, it had been sealed in the sword washing pool. After thousands of years of gestation and cultivation of the legendary ancient sword, most of the sword washing pool is extraordinary. Otherwise, wanjian pavilion would not use it as a place for trial." Chu Xingyun secretly said in his heart that he had never entered the sword washing pool in the previous life.

Boom!

At this time, a muffled sound came. In the forest below the Chu Xingyun, there were several brilliant blooms. The powerful force was like the sea. The clouds were shrouded in bursts of smoke.

Seeing this, the white tiger let out a roar to disperse the smoke and dust. Chu Xingyun's eyes were on the side. There, several figures flashed and ran.

"Brother, can you help me?"

Those people saw the white tiger, speed up, crazy toward Chu Xingyun, at the same time, the mouth issued a cry for help.

At this time, Chu Xingyun noticed that these people were all young people. Their faces were full of weakness, and even their voice was weak.

Behind several young men, there was a line of flying spirit beasts.

At the back of the spirit beast, there were more than a dozen people standing, dressed in black strong clothes, holding the edge of the weapon, and their faces were covered with ferocious colors. While chasing, they made a strange cry, which made the birds and beasts flying.

Not long after that, the young men came to Chu Xingyun. The leader was a burly young man with a heavy sword. His accomplishments were not weak, and he had reached the six levels of the earth. But in his eyes, there was a look of fear.

"This brother, my name is Teng Qing. I am the son of the king of Qingsong. Please help me get rid of the bandits!"

The voice of the burly young man seemed to be begging, but his tone had the flavor of command. When he looked at Chu Xingyun, he showed a haughty attitude.

Chu Xingyun glanced lightly. His brow just frowned. On his side, the bandits in black had already chased him. More than ten people surrounded Chu Xingyun in an arc.

"Another fat sheep A strong man with one eye looked at Chu Xingyun with a happy voice.

They are a group of robbers, dormant near the Xijian mountain range, specialized in exploiting passing warriors.

During this time, near the day of trial, countless warriors passed by from here. Every time they made a move, they could get a very rich harvest. Teng Qing was one of the prey.

"Brother, the strength of these bandits is not strong. The strongest one is just the three Heaven of the earth and spirit, far less than you. You help me to hold down these bandits, and I will be rewarded in the future." Teng Qing's tone is urgent, say at the same time, retreat, ready to flee at any time.

"You are also treacherous

As soon as his voice dropped, the one eyed man sneered and disdained to say: "you've been hit by my soft spirit powder. The spirit sea is floating, and you can't control the spirit power at will. Now, you've come across a straw to save your life. You don't even mention it, and you want this boy to be a ghost for the dead."

"But I'm afraid that your wishful thinking will fail."

The one eyed man laughs, opens his hand, and immediately throws out a pink mist.This pink mist, once sprinkled, immediately moves with the wind and diffuses all over the void. The smell is fishy and sweet. If you inhale a little bit, you will feel the spiritual sea is floating and the spiritual power is running very slowly.

"It's over

Teng Qing's face is stiff, and the last glimmer of hope in his eyes dissipates. This pink mist is what Zhuang Hankou calls ruanling powder. If he inhales a little, he will become extremely weak even if he inhales it.

Otherwise, he would not be chased and killed in a hurry.

"Brothers, let's fight together and kill these guys immediately, so as to avoid accidents." The one eyed man yelled, his hands turned, and he immediately took out a dagger.

However, just at the moment when he was about to start, a sharp sword light suddenly bloomed, as bright as a meteoric light, and broke through the pink fog and came to him.

Click!

The moment the sword light touches the Ghost Head sword, the blade breaks and condenses the light of the sword to the extreme. It easily penetrates the brow of the one eyed man, spurts out hot blood, dyes the sky, and takes away the last touch of vitality.

The body of the one eyed man fell from the air until the moment it touched the ground. The eyes were wide open, and it seemed that they could not believe the sudden scene.

Whoa!

A gust of wind swept through, blowing out the pink mist.

In the crowd's surprise, the handsome young man in black stood still, his right palm slightly protruded, and pointed to the sword, pointing coldly to the front.

Between the fingers, the spiritual power is constantly around, but it is permeated with the sharp edge of a sword, whistling into sound, like a series of ethereal swords, reverberating in everyone's mind

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