v8 Chapter 12： yield

"Welcome to Zhao Xiang."

The breathing of this stewardship was equally difficult. He held the little sword-shaped token, but he was as heavy as a hill.

"Welcome to Zhao Xiangyu", this is a very simple four words, but it represents extraordinary significance.

Because welcoming and just letting Zhao Xiangyu cross the border, there are two completely different concepts.

When you hear these four words, the pupil of Shen Yunyun shrinks instantly, and then a real flame is spurted like a spray.

His fierce laughter sounded in this repressed hall, as the tide novels continued to surge: "And regardless of whether this Bashan sword field is not the same as before, even if it was the Bashan sword field of the year... they are Qin people, can the Qin people manage? What are we Chu people?"

No one answered.

Many people present have a cool feeling in their hearts.

Even many people can't help but think that if they were in the Bashan sword field that year, they really had to manage their door valves, and they really managed it.

When the Bashan sword field was the strongest, the Sword of the World was really like the lord of the world in the practitioners.

If the door valve of the Nanshan Township died at the time of the Bashan sword field, they had a hundred different methods that could be easily done.

Because of the power of the current Nanquan towns, there could never have been Jiuhua Jianmenqiang at that time. At that time, Jiuhua Jianmen, who was located in Han, was first destroyed before the Qin Dynasty and the Three Dynasties. It’s just overnight.

"Don't be out of order."

A low and old voice sounded, the old man next to the Shen Yunyun, the main ram of the Gong's gate valve, one of the three main gate valves of Nanquan.

The old man wearing the purple robes was one of the ministers of the Emperor of the past, and it was also the pillar of the gates of the Nanquan towns.

He squinted his eyes, as if the eyes of the gossamer ignited the light that had been killed on the battlefield.

To be honest, he was somewhat dissatisfied with his attitude towards the family. Even in the handling of the deceased case, he felt that the family had to be so stormy that it could not end.

However, in a certain sense, the interests of the towns of Nanquan are the same, and the families can only be tied together firmly, otherwise there will be no sense of power.

"First clarify the truth."

He stared at the sword, still squinting his eyes, and the cold vomited four words.

Except for him, everyone in this room is as awakened from his dreams.

This is the key.

At the time of the opposition to Zhao Xiangyu’s transit, everyone has already considered the opposite of the Bashan sword field, but the reason why the swordsmanship of the world can bring such a huge impact to them is because the world’s swordsman’s order represents Wang Jingmeng.

Only the Bashan sword field with Wang Jingmeng is a symbol of invincibility.

The most special and heart-wrenching of the world’s first sword is because the sword will have a dismantling of the other’s secret sword. When it points out the inadequacy and the method of cracking, it will be modified to make it more powerful. .

Point out the inadequacy of the opponent's swordsmanship and propose ways to modify it to make it more powerful. This is a big gift to worship the mountain.

But at the same time, nature is also a kind of naked shock and threat. Tell your opponent that it is very simple to break your sword.

The swords of the various sects and families are the products of many years of secret circulation and integration of many generations of practitioners. The powerful swordsmanship does not spread out, and it is difficult for outside practitioners to know, not to mention profound. Understand the swordsmanship.

At that time, it was said that the Bashan sword field characters who had read the swords of the world were only Wang Jingmeng.

......

Yan Shenyun took a deep breath.

He also calmed down his mind.

It is true that his reaction was somewhat dysfunctional. The most important thing now is to argue this sword for authenticity.

He reached out to the front and grabbed the thin sword in his hand.

Then he didn't calm down in an instant, and his hands shook a lot.

His teeth were so tight that he even heard the slight rubbing of the gums.

There was hardly any stop, and he handed the sword order to the rams beside him.

The rams just glanced at them.

His hands didn't tremble, but his eyes were almost gone.

"good very good."

I don't know what kind of emotions he represents. He even said these three words.

Then he looked up and looked at the people in the first place and said the names of the three swordsmen:

"Riding clouds fly"

"Quake Winds"

"Thousand stone collapse"

It is only three strokes, but it belongs to three. It is the strongest sword among the three largest gatekeepers.

For example, in the “Fun Cloud Flying” of the family, only three people can comprehend and use it at this time. However, this sword order only uses a few words to explain the loopholes and improvements. The law.

......

The entire parliament hall was once again in a dead silence.

Even their own, they did not expect that the Bashan sword field with Wang Jingmeng and the Bashan sword field without Wang Jingmeng would bring such different psychological pressure to themselves.

"A good move," the voice of the Rams rang again.

In such a voice, many people looked up and looked at the old man in confusion.

"I mean that the nine dead silkworms, or that is really Wang Jingmeng."

The rams laughed a little self-deprecatingly. "In order to destroy him, Yuan Wu said that he was not a nine-sex silkworm, but a rebirth of nine dead silkworms. Now he simply takes advantage of the trend and sends this sword to the world. ""

"Yuanwu's argument, coupled with the world's first sword, will anyone in the future know that he is the rebirth of the nine dead silkworms?"

"The descendants of the nine dead silkworms and the rebirth of the nine dead silkworms, Wang Jingmeng itself, the weight of the speech is different."

different…

different…

The last sound of the ram's voice is constantly echoing in the dark hall, such as the giant hammer constantly striking the hearts of these people present.

"What do we do then?"

Someone finally couldn't bear this kind of load, and couldn't help but say: "Did we really go out to meet Zhao Xiangxi?"

"This should not be something we can completely decide?"

The ram smirked and smiled, and looked at the sullen clouds beside him, as well as the middle-aged man in the first inconspicuous corner under the cloud.

That is the owner of the Xia family.

In the gates of Nanquan towns, Xiajia is only the middle and lower reaches.

At this time, in the face of the ram, the middle-aged man’s head was slightly low, but he was silent.

The ram squats a little tired and shrinks, and whispered softly: "I even agreed to go out to meet Zhao Xiangxi, after all, I have to look at the meaning of the two."

Listening to his words, some of the door valves on the scene were fascinated, and some people were even more confused.

However, whether you understand or don't understand, at least the ram's home has already expressed its submission to the world's first sword.

"Compared with life and death, the face is secondary. Not to mention bowing to Wang Jingmeng, not shameful."

In the lingering light of the eyes, I saw the anger and sorrowful look of the side of the body. The ram quickly closed his eyes and said softly in his heart.