Lord Su Ming, one of the nine monarchs, is a disciple of Jianzu?
But you know, when the sword ancestor fell, the sword ancestor vein was uprooted, and countless strong people were killed. Like those Pro disciples of the sword ancestor and the famous seven sword emperors of the sword ancestor vein, they were all killed.
And if this Lord Su Ming is really a disciple of Jianzu, how can he still live well now?
Unless
Jian Wushuang narrowed his eyes and thought of a possibility at the bottom of his heart.
In the ancestral land, namushan once mentioned a traitor in the vein of Jianzu.
The traitor also seems to have written down all the nine sword moves of the heart killing sword formula. Although Mushan just mentioned it casually, jianwushuang still kept an eye on it. Now that he knows this Lord Su Ming, jianwushuang can't help wondering whether this Lord Su Ming is the traitor of the sword ancestor mentioned by Mushan.
Lord Lingshen didn't know what jianwushuang was thinking. He just saw that jianwushuang didn't care, and immediately continued to talk.
"The heart killing sword, as the first Kendo magic weapon in China, is extremely powerful. No one can control it except the sword ancestor. Moreover, the heart killing sword is a sword of killing and cutting. It is too fierce. Lord Su Ming had to suppress it in Zhenjian valley. That's why the name of Zhenjian Valley comes from it."
"Under the suppression of Lord Su Ming, the heart killing sword is still calm on weekdays, but it will stir almost every hundred years. The agitation is very strong. Even Lord Su Ming can't suppress it. At that time, the sword will sweep away and ten thousand swords will come. This is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity for any swordsman."
"Ten thousand swords coming?" The sword was stunned.
"Lord Su Ming is broad-minded. Every hundred years, before the killing heart sword is restless, he will invite many strong Kendo players in China to observe it. This time, it is not far from the day when the killing heart sword is restless. Lord Su Ming still invites strong Kendo players from all sides as usual." Said the Spirit Lord.
"Although my Lord is not a swordsman, as a place where princes control a domain, he has also been invited. And Lord Su ordered my Lord to introduce three strong swordsmen. Among the three strong swordsmen, there are Lord hunjian and Lord Tianming."
"As for the last one, I recommended you to the Lord."
Jian Wushuang raised his eyebrows and finally understood the intention of Lord Lingshen.
"Swordsman, would you like to go to sword Valley in this town?" The Spirit Lord asked with a smile.
"Yes, of course." Sword matchless nodded without hesitation.
Seeing this, the spiritual Lord was not surprised.
The heart killing sword is restless and ten thousand swords come. It is a great opportunity for any Kendo warrior. Others don't have a chance to go. Who will refuse this great opportunity for nothing.
However, what Lord Lingshen doesn't know is that the reason why jianwushuang went to Zhenjian Valley is only part of the reason. It's more because the heart killing sword is the divine weapon of the sword ancestor! But he is the descendant of the sword ancestor.
"In that case, you are ready to go with me." The spirit leads the way.
Jianwushuang nodded and called the ice and fire in. After a few words, jianwushuang followed the Lord of spirit God.
Within the magnificent palace.
As soon as jianwushuang set foot in the palace, he saw the young man in a silver white loose robe at the top of the palace. His eyes were like electricity and had a strange magic.
"Prince." The Spirit Lord spoke.
"Prince." The sword matchless also shouted.
The young man in a silver white loose robe looked down at the blood floating prince, and finally solidified on the unparalleled body of the sword, "are you a swordsman? The spirit God mentioned you in front of this seat. Although there are many lords in my blood floating Prince camp, you are the first one who can become a leader in a holy land. "
"The Lord of the spirit praised falsely." The sword is matchless and modest.
"Sit aside." The blood prince waved his hand.
Jianwushuang immediately sat down in front of the table and said hello to the other two people, "Lord Hun sword and Lord Tianming."
"Lord Blood Sword." Lord hunjian and Lord Tianming who had already come to the hall also spoke one after another, and their attitude was quite polite.
After the exchange of greetings, the floating Blood Prince spoke again.
"You three want to know about this time. After all, it was Lord Su Ming's personal invitation, and we can't be careless. You three should be the three strongest in kendo in my blood floating Prince camp. You can't lose face when you go to the sword Valley in that town."
"Yes." The sword is matchless, and the three immediately responded.
"Yes."
The prince of floating blood nodded, then took out another keepsake and gave it to Lord hunjian, "in another half month, the sword valley of the town will open. You three hurry up and go early."
Jian Wushuang and the three looked at each other, then bowed down and left.
After leaving the hall, Lord jianwushuang, Lord hunjian and Lord Tianming gathered together.
"Lord hunjian, you've been to Zhenjian Valley once before. Tell me about it with the swordsman carefully." Tianming leads the way.
Zhenjian Valley is opened every hundred years. Lord hunjian went there the last time Zhenjian valley was opened.
"It takes at least a few days to get from here to Zhenjian valley. It's not urgent. Let's talk while walking."
Lord hunjian smiled lightly and immediately the three went all the way to Zhenjian valley.
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Zhenjian Valley is opened again, which is a great opportunity event for a large number of Kendo strongmen in the vast China.
It is not only the unparalleled sword three that attract the strong kendo.
In the whole of China, the 72 princes have received invitations in many territories, and like the floating blood princes, each princes has three referral places. Lord Su Ming, one of the nine monarchs, personally invited them. None of these princes dare not give face and let the three best Kendo strongmen under their command come one after another.
In addition, there are many strong independent swordsmen. They are not in the charge of princes, but as long as they have high attainments and good reputation in swordsmanship, they are also invited.
At this moment, in a territory not controlled by 72 princes, there is a figure on an unknown hill.
The man has silver hair, a face of vicissitudes, a sad beard, and a long sword behind him.
His eyes were deep, as if they contained endless emptiness. He sat there at will, drinking a pot of wine in his hand.
Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!
When the wind broke, more than a dozen figures appeared next to the white haired man and surrounded the white haired man in the center.
These people, each with a strong breath, are actually strong at the Lord level, and there are more than ten Lords.
Among them, the first strong old man is a top Lord!
The strong old man looked at the white haired man with a trace of violence in his eyes.
"Jiannantian, this time, I see where you're going!"
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