In Jinjian City, there is a very famous peak called jinjianfeng.
Speaking of Jin Jianfeng, no one knows the whole Jinjian city. Even the warriors in other cities know it.
Because, on top of the golden sword peak, there is an ancient golden bell.
In those years, when the Jian emperor died, he incarnated in Jianzhou.
Every part of his body turned into the city of Jianzhou.
In the early days of the Jian burial state, these cities have existed in ancient times, and in each city, there is a sword technique.
The Zhencheng sword technique in Jinjian city is Jingu bumie sword technique.
Jinguzhong is the treasure of jingubujian. How can it not be known.
On this day, under the golden sword peak, there were many warriors.
Most of these warriors are lingxuan realm warriors.
And those who can really set foot on jinjianfeng are at least those in Zhenwu realm.
At this time, on the mountain, Luo Bairen and other young people gathered together to chat with each other.
Every time the golden bell is opened, they will come to watch it.
"Luo Bairen, do you think you can get Jin Gu Bu Mie sword technique this time?" The fat man on the side asked with laughter.
"No problem." Luobai blade road.
"Jin Gu's sword technique does not depend on strength." At this time, Yong'an, the disciple of the blood refining king, said coldly.
Ever since he was defeated by the ancient sword in the sword arena, Yong'an harbored a grudge and wanted to kill the ancient sword directly.
Unfortunately, he can't.
The ancient sword's strength is too strong, and joined the sword fighting field, nobody dares to move him in the name.
At this time, many great powers of xuanwang realm appeared one after another.
"Blood refining king, you came very early." A great power of xuanwang realm, said with laughter.
"You are not too late to come." The king of blood refining said with a smile.
The blood refining king has a bad reputation in Jinjian City, and few people want to associate with him.
The king of mountains and rivers is one of them.
The arrival of the king of mountain and river and the king of blood refining makes jinjianfeng more lively and incomparable.
With the passage of time, one after another of the xuanwang realms came.
Whoosh
The speed of the sword reaches the peak, which makes xuanchen move.
"I'm not late, am I?" He said with laughter.
"Why are you here, xuanlao?" Someone asked.
"There is a little guy in my sword fighting field who wants to enter jinguzhong. I will accompany him to have a look." Xuanlao said with a smile.
"How many people broke the golden bell this time?" He asked.
It can be seen that the position of xuanlao was very high among the great powers of xuanwang.
Even the blood refining king with a strange temper didn't dare to make a mistake in front of xuanlao.
"Nine in all." Mountain river Wang laughs way.
"Well, let's go." Xuanlao said with a smile. "You wait for nine people to enter the golden ancient bell respectively. As for whether you can get the golden ancient immortal sword, it depends on your nature."
Smell speech, nine people line up, a start.
The first one to enter jinguzhong was a warrior of Zhenwu realm.
Looking at the fourth clock, the golden clock.
Jingu bell is a huge clock, which gives people a very strange breath.
"Is this the golden bell?"
Fang Chen can feel that the ancient golden bell is full of vicissitudes and gives people a sense of vastness.
The blood refining King's eyes swept over Fang Chen's eight people, and finally stopped at Fang Chen's body.
"Well? Why does this kid have my breath? " How strong is the blood refining king? In a moment, I felt that Fang Chen's body had a trace of blood refining King's breath.
"Boy, have we met?" The king of blood refining gazed at Fang Chen and asked in a deep voice.
"Blood refining king, this boy is from my sword fighting field. Don't hit him." Hearing the speech, xuanlao said directly.
If Fang Chen joined the sword fighting field, he could not worship the king of blood refining as his teacher.
"Isn't this boy the ancient sword that is famous in Jinjian city recently?" Mountain river Wang laughs way.
"It is said that he defeated Yong'an of Zhenwu state with four levels of cultivation." A certain xuanwang realm can say.
"I've heard of some of his deeds, but his strength is quite good."
Several great powers of xuanwang's realm opened their mouths one after another.
The king of blood refining has been staring at Fang Chen. He has never seen the latter. Why does the latter have his breath.
"Gujian, can you take off your mask?" Blood refining Wang said with a smile.
"Master Xuelian Wang, younger generation is just a nobody. It's not worth mentioning." Fang Chen politely refused.
Hearing the words, the blood refining King's face suddenly changed, and his whole body breath surged.
"The king of blood refining, he is from my sword fighting field." Xuanlao said in a deep voice.Xuanlao uttered his voice, and the breath of blood refining King's whole body was instantly restrained.
"It's just a four level warrior in Zhenwu realm. My blood refining king doesn't care about it." The blood refining King snorted coldly and turned his head.
At this time, Fang Chen looked at the blood refining King through his mask. In his eyes, a touch of killing intention flashed away.
After chatting with Li pangzi, Fang Chen learns that he was brought to the burial sword state by the tripod and two ear tripod, but he is forcibly taken away by the blood refining king and refined into a blood puppet.
After all, the king of blood refining is the great power of xuanwang. Fang Chen's killing intention in his eyes is caught by the king of blood refining in an instant. ,
"interesting." The king of blood refining said with a gloomy smile.
At this time, a sound of the bell rings through the golden sword city.
Many young people have opened their eyes.
The sound of chime represents the potential of the warrior who enters the golden bell.
The more the sound of the bell, the stronger the potential of the warrior.
Hum
After two successive rings of ringing bells, the first warrior to enter the golden bell immediately comes out.
"How about it?"
Someone asked.
The warrior's face was gloomy and his head was lowered. He left jinjianfeng. Obviously, he failed.
"The bell tolls twice, and the potential is mediocre." Li said with a smile.
"Yes, Luo Bairen was shocked by the seven rings of the bell." He Xuelin road.
"He Xuelin is not bad. The bell rings five times." Wu Lidao.
Among the people, Luo Bairen has the strongest potential. When he entered the golden ancient bell, the bell rang seven times.
Wu Li took the second place, with the bell ringing six times.
Li pangzi and he Xuelin are both five rings.
If you can reach five rings, you can be regarded as a top talent. You can get Jin Gu Bu Mie sword technique 100%.
And while they were discussing, a second man went in.
After a while, the man came out. The bell rang four times. He got the Jin Gu Bu Mie sword technique. He was very excited.
As time went by, it was Fang Chen's turn in the twinkling of an eye.
Seeing Fang Chen enter the golden bell, Li pangzi and others have a bright eye.
"How many times do you think the ancient sword can make the bell ring?" Li asked curiously.
"At least five times, maybe seven times." He Xuelin road.
"Not necessarily." Wu Li and Luo Bairen said at the same time.
Whoa
With a flash of white light, Fang Chen found himself in the golden bell.
The ancient golden bell is a treasure of ancient existence, and its space is very wide.
"Is this the golden bell?"
Just entered the golden bell, it is found that there is a strong and incomparable metallic flavor.
In the middle of the golden bell, there is a futon.
Fang Chen sits on the futon with his knees crossed. All of a sudden, his sword sense is frightening, and he is filled with the sword.
Fang Chen knows that this is a test.
Only by passing the test, can we get the jingubumie sword technique.
Outside, on the golden sword peak, many warriors are waiting.
Fang Chen had been in for half an hour, but he had not come out, and the golden bell did not ring.
This makes people wonder whether the ancient sword can not be recognized by Jin Guzhong.
"Ha ha ha, half an hour, I'm afraid we can't get the approval of Jin Gu Zhong." All of a sudden, Yong an laughed and gloated.
"Can't ancient swords really be recognized by Jin Guzhong?" Asked the younger generation.
Li pangzi and others did not speak, staring at Jin Gu Zhong.
The king of blood refining narrowed his eyes and said with a smile, "xuanlao, it seems that the people in your sword fighting field are just like this."
"It's not over yet. Who knows what the outcome will be?" Xuanlao was calm and said softly.
"Why deceive yourself, old Xuan?" The king of mountains and rivers opens his mouth.
As we all know, entering the golden ancient bell for more than half an hour has not yet activated the bell, which is basically a failure.
Xuanlao didn't want to admit this fact. He was deceiving himself.
Xuanlao no longer said much, and his eyes looked at the golden bell.
On the top of jinjianfeng, many warriors are talking about it.
At first, people who were optimistic about the ancient sword shook their heads.
"It seems that the ancient sword is going to fail." After more than ten minutes, there was still no movement, said the warrior.
The king of blood refining was smiling, and the old man was pale and sighed.
Hum
Just when everyone thought that the ancient sword had failed, suddenly a sound of vibration rang through the sky.
"The sound of bells?"
Hearing the sound of the bell, xuanlao was very excited.
Hum
Before people could react, the second bell continued to ring.
"I said," how can ancient swords fail? " Li pangzi and others said slightly.Hum Hum Hum
The sound of three successive bells sounded.
"Five rings?" There was a brilliant smile on xuanlao's face.
Five rings, you can get Jin Gu Bu Mie sword technique 100%.
"It's only five rings. There's nothing to be happy about." Blood refining King disdains to say.
"Five rings, not worth mentioning." Mountain river Wang laughs way.
In their eyes, the ancient sword is nothing but this.
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