Chapter 236：

The top of the mountain is not big, but there are dozens of flying swords scattered about a few feet in a radius, and there are all kinds of shapes.

But he knew that this was the strongest flying sword of the Wang clan, except for the magic weapon of the town clan.

"Want to see my jokes?"

Chen Qingyu smiled in his heart.

Under the watchful eyes of hundreds of thousands of people:

He slowly raised his arm and pointed it into a sword. With a thought, the sword soul of the "Nine Prisons Heavenly Xing Sword" was aroused.

"Come!"

He opened his mouth lightly and spit out a word.

The voice fell:

Jianshan went up and down, and there was no movement.

"…"

Many of the Wang clan's children stared at each other, fell silent for a while, and finally burst into laughter!

"Ha ha ha ha…"

"The first arrogance of the ages, it turned out to be nothing more than that!"

"Yes, obviously you don't know kendo, so are you still pretending?"

"Chen Shaojun is strong, but he is too arrogant! He has no reverence for kendo!"

"That's right! How could the flying swords of the ancestors of the Wang family be activated by pretending?"

"If any outsider can provoke a flying sword of the highest level, wouldn't my Wang family's 80,000-year inheritance be a joke?"

Hundreds of thousands of Wang's children burst into laughter, finding this scene extraordinarily funny.

"Hey…"

Wang Pojun put his hand on his forehead and sighed deeply, unable to bear to see this picture again.

"hehe…"

Above the sea of ​​​​clouds, the patriarch of the Wang clan smiled and smiled even more in his eyes.

At this moment, he felt that his plan was extremely wise, especially thanks to Chen Shaojun for his perfect cooperation!

"Well…"

At the top of Jianshan, Chen Qingyu pondered for a while, and his eyes flashed slightly:

"Could it be that the breath of Sword Soul was too terrifying, frightening this group of flying swords?"

One thought to this point;

His mind moved slightly, and he slightly restrained the breath of the sword soul.

the next moment—

"Boom!"

The mountains trembled and the ground roared!

"Boom!" "Boom!" "Boom!"…

Above the entire Sword Mountain, a terrifying sword light erupted!

At this moment, the densely packed flying swords soared into the sky in unison, rushing towards the top of the mountain like crazy, rushing away!

Five million flying swords moved in unison, obscuring the sun in the sky, making the world dim!

At this time, this scene is simply magnificent!

Chapter 280 Thank you, above Sword Mountain:

"Boom..."

More than five million flying swords rose into the air in unison, surging towards the top of the mountain desperately.

At a glance:

This sky seems to have turned into a deep sea, and the densely packed numerous flying swords have become like swimming fish chasing each other, converging into a group and casting a huge shadow.

Numerous flying swords collided and influenced each other, and even condensed into a huge vortex composed purely of flying swords!

Jianshan has become a bare stone mountain, and there is no longer a sword.

"…"

The laughter of the hundreds of thousands of Wang's disciples stopped abruptly, their bodies froze, their expressions sluggish, and their eyes were full of shock and astonishment, looking at this scene stupidly.

Their minds were completely dumbfounded.

"Keng!"

The Wang clan chief's smile froze on his face, he pulled out his beard, and made a sound of a collision of gold and iron, but he didn't realize it, and just stared blankly at the scene on Jianshan.

"This this…"

A monstrous wave was set off in his heart, and his head was buzzing, and he couldn't come back to his senses for a while.

what happened?

What's this? !

No one could give him an answer.

The many Wang clan elders and powerful people beside him were also full of shock, slightly opened their mouths, and stared blankly at this scene.

"Ok?"

Wang Pojun noticed something was wrong, he put down his hand and looked up, suddenly dumbfounded:

"Fuck?! This..."

Like the others, he was stunned on the spot.

At this moment:

A figure in white, standing on the top of the mountain, many flying swords surging around him, covering the sky and blocking the sun, making the world dim, setting him off like the center of this world.

This scene is destined to be imprinted in the hearts of many Wang clan forever.

But at this time:

Something that no one expected happened-

Although the densely packed flying swords were all desperately used to the top of the mountain, due to the limited location on the top of the mountain, they collided and rubbed each other, and an internal struggle began.

"Clang!" "Keng!" "Boom!"…

Numerous flying swords fought each other like crazy, colliding with sparks, which seemed extremely tragic.

"…"

Many members of the Wang clan, whether they were juniors or high-level experts, watched this scene, and their hearts began to twitch.

Those are the flying swords that they have inherited from generation to generation!

They never imagined that one day, they would see many flying swords fighting for their positions and killing each other.

What about the "coldness" in your daily life? Where did it go?

soon:

In this internal fight, the winner is determined.

Dozens of flying swords of the highest level erupted with terrifying power, easily suppressing all the remaining flying swords, occupying the most central position, flying and circling around Chen Qingyu desperately, as if trying to show their strength .

Most of the flying swords could only whine a few times unwillingly and helplessly, and flew back to their original place.

But there are also hundreds of flying swords whose auras are second only to those of the highest level, wandering around the periphery of the top of the mountain, unwilling to give up, and waiting for the opportunity to "gaze";

"Well…"

Chen Qingyu smiled, touched his chin, and pondered:

"They are all flying swords of the highest level, which one should I choose..."

Although he wants everything, these flying swords are definitely willing to follow him.

But in the first place, he just found a carrier for the sword soul, he didn't need so many flying swords, and he could only use it as a display when he took it back;

Second, if these flying swords were really brought into the pot, I am afraid that the upper management of the Wang family would go crazy on the spot.

"This…"

Seeing Chen Qingyu's hesitant appearance, all the Wang clan members present gradually became numb.

"Blood loss, blood loss!"

The patriarch of the Wang clan looked like a concubine in mourning, and his face was as black as the bottom of a pot.

He never imagined that it was originally an action to break the heart barrier, but he ended up stealing chickens without losing rice, and losing money to his grandma's house!

That is a flying sword of the highest level.

Not to mention:

Witnessing the scene of Chen Shaojun's mountain climbing, seeing the myths shattered and breaking the heart barrier has all become wishful thinking.

This wave is over!

"Ok?"

At this moment, Chen Qingyu's expression on the top of the mountain changed, and he seemed to sense something, showing a hint of surprise.

"This breath is..."

He actually felt an aura that seemed to be present, a little familiar!

Next moment:

"Boom..."

Jianshan cracked!

The entire thousand-zhang-high mountain is separated toward both sides, and a huge gap is split open!

"boom!"

A bright sword light suddenly flew out of the mountain!

In that sword light, there is a golden flying sword that emits bright golden light and has a boundless breath!

The breath of this golden magic sword is unbelievably powerful, far surpassing all the flying swords of the supreme level, standing out from the crowd!

"Clang!" "Clang!" "Clang!"…

This golden flying sword, just appeared in the world, showed an incomparably domineering style. With a sweep, all the flying swords of the supreme level were directly knocked out!

"Buzzing..."

Many flying swords of the highest level, whining and trembling, did not dare to fight with them, and shrank in the corner and shivered.

Then:

The golden flying sword stopped with contentment, and slowly landed in front of Chen Qingyu, making a pleasing humming sound.

"Oh it's you!"

Chen Qingyu suddenly laughed.

From the performance of this flying sword and the terrifying aura it contains, it is not difficult to judge—

This golden flying sword is the first ancestor of the Liangshan Wang Clan, the "Liangshan Sword Saint" Wang Jue's birth sword!

He once played against Wang Jue in his youth, so he felt a touch of familiarity.

"Good, very good!"

Chen Qingyu nodded with satisfaction.

"Liangshan Sword Saint" Wang Jue, as the supreme overlord who created a holy land, even though his cultivation base has not yet reached the realm of the Holy King, he is one of the closest group of people!

no doubt: