Martial Cultivator

Jian Zong.

A cave that has been covered with vines for a long time still retains a patch of greenery and lush foliage in this cold winter, but it just doesn't look as energetic as it does in spring.

A tall figure walked out of the cave, came to the entrance of the cave, stood with his hands behind his hands, and looked at the sea of ​​clouds in the distance.

A pair of eyes were filled with the sword intention of life and death.

There are tens of thousands of sword cultivators in the world, but the one in front of me is the undisputed leader.

After a while, the tall figure of the man walked out of the cave, and his whole face could be seen. He was wearing a very ordinary gray robe, with long hair mixed with black and white. His appearance was middle-aged, and he was considered handsome. But more of them have a special gaseous state.

He walked towards the sea of ​​clouds, and soon the sound of a sword sounded in the Jianzong Mountain.

After that, there were countless sword sounds, one after another.

The master of the Sword Sect, who was hovering in mid-air, listened to the sound of swords, and his mood did not fluctuate.

In the Jianzong Mountain, countless voices soon came out, "Welcome the sect leader to leave seclusion!"

The master of Jian Zong didn't pay much attention to it. He just came to the sky above Jian Zong and walked slowly in the sea of ​​clouds. After a while, he stretched out his hand.

On the Jianzong Mountain, in the main hall, where the tablets of the ancestors of the past generations were enshrined, there had always been an ordinary flying sword. Now, as the master of the Jianzong stretched out his hand, the flying sword was unsheathed, and the rusty flying sword flew into the sky. In full view, he disappeared into the sea of ​​clouds.

The master of the Sword Sect caught the nameless flying sword, and then pulled a wisp of cloud to clean the sword. The rust on the flying sword, which had not been unsheathed for who knows how many years, suddenly became extremely bright.

But in fact, no matter how you look at it, no matter how bright it is, this flying sword is actually a mortal thing and not worth mentioning at all.

Not to mention being compared with the century-old sword from Jianqi Mountain, even compared with the flying sword made by Jianzong itself, it seems too ordinary, as if it is an iron sword made by an ordinary blacksmith, without anything surprising.

The leader of the Sword Sect didn't take it seriously, just released the hilt of the sword and said softly, "You go first."

The flying sword, which had just returned to its identity as a flying sword, flew straight to the north without any pause.

The sea of ​​clouds opens for him.

The bright sword light dragged out a dazzling white line.

The leader of the Sword Sect stood with his hands behind his back, and then slowly walked north.

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Sensing that their sect master had left the mountain gate, the big and small sword cultivators in the mountain were startled at first, and then their eyes widened with disbelief on their faces. The younger sword cultivators looked at some older sword cultivators and found that they also saw the same thing on their faces. A look of surprise.

Almost no one in the entire Sword Sect and countless sword cultivators has ever seen the sect leader leave the mountain gate.

In fact, even the leader of the Jian Zong left the cave and appeared at the mountain gate of the Jian Zong very rarely.

In the memories of most sword cultivators, the sect master, the number one sword cultivator in the world and the leader of the world's swordsmanship, almost always practiced hard in the cave and never asked about worldly affairs. Almost all matters on the mountain were decided by a few prestigious elders. .

New disciples may have heard that there is a sect leader in the mountain who is the best in the world, but they have never seen his true appearance.

But now, the sect leader left the seclusion immediately and left the Jianzong Mountain Gate directly.

Where are you going?

The sword cultivators in the mountain were also confused.

I just vaguely felt that the sect leader was definitely going to do something earth-shattering when he went out this time.

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There is an unattractive yellow mud house on the mountainside of Jianzong, with ordinary-looking oil lamps lined up in the house.

These oil lamps are all lit by entry-level sword cultivators with their own life essence and blood. They are somewhat different from the so-called everlasting lamps in the Taoist sect. They are just for the elders of the sect to check the progress of their sword cultivator disciples. New disciples who join the sword sect will Now light an oil lamp and wait until you are forty years old, no matter what, you will move it out.

Now among the oil lamps, one of them was already extremely weak.

The old man with a withered face was responsible for taking care of these oil lamps. He was doing routine inspection today. When he looked at the oil lamp again, even he could not help but reveal a trace of regret in his eyes again.

He knew exactly who the lamp belonged to.

He was originally a young student with a bright future, but now, he has become a prisoner of his own.

The old man sighed and turned to leave.

But he didn't know that just as he was leaving, a touch of purple energy overflowed from the weak light of the oil lamp.

Very weak.

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Yun Jianyue and Ye Zhihua were about to return south after walking through the sect ruins.

During this trip to Mobei, the two of them didn't kill many monsters. This was mainly because they started to compete with the monster princess early in the morning. However, as a double wall of the Taoist sect, they were one of the most brilliant geniuses in the entire human race. First, their current situation actually seems a bit embarrassing, because the focus of the demon clan

Now it is obvious that it is not focused on the two of them at all.

This is not contempt for these two people.

The two came to a snow hill. Yun Jianyue smiled and said, "Senior sister, I originally thought I could see that guy in Mobei, but I couldn't. It's really a pity."

Ye Zhihua frowned slightly. After just a moment, he already knew what Yun Jianyue was going to do. He shook his head and said, "Don't do anything stupid."

Yun Jianyue said nothing, but turned to look north.

Ye Zhihua was a little angry and asked, "Do you really think that you, the master of the temple, or the emperor of Daliang, can run rampant in Mobei?"

Yun Jianyue remained silent.

Ye Zhihua said coldly, "Yunjianyue!"

Yun Jianyue looked at Ye Zhihua and suddenly smiled and said, "Senior sister, come back. I'll come back next time."

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Yu Xiyi and Chen Chao's journey north was still a gamble, but at present, they did not lose easily.

On the way to the Onan River, we did not encounter any trouble. Even if we occasionally saw those young monsters in the distance, they were all heading south in a hurry. No one would have thought of the young people they wanted to kill most at the moment. , instead of fleeing south at this moment, they were already heading towards their holy land.

Mobei is thirty thousand miles away, and there are countless miles beyond thirty thousand miles.

At this moment, they have set foot in the demon realm.

Except for the wind and snow, it's a bit heavier here, but there's really no difference.

Yu Xiyi couldn't help but sigh with emotion, "I didn't expect that I would enter the demon realm so early. I thought I would have to wait until I at least entered the sword immortal realm before I would have a chance."

Chen Chao was much more cautious. He kept observing his surroundings and couldn't help but sigh. Thirty thousand miles in Mobei was originally the territory ceded by the human race, but the Onan River of the demon clan was not on the edge of those thirty thousand miles. In the hinterland, apart from the demon king city, this demon territory is inhabited by countless demon clans, large and small. Although most eyes are on Mobei now, this is the hinterland of the demon clan after all. Chen Chao began to feel a little regret.

Yu Xiyi patted him on the shoulder and comforted him, "It's safe to be here now. Let's go downstream and have a look. It's not close to the demon king's city. There shouldn't be too much trouble. The demons are not walking around everywhere. How can we have any luck?" So bad?”

The Demon Realm is indeed vast and sparsely populated. On the large land, countless races live and reproduce. Although there are many races, the Demon Realm is larger, so it is not uncommon to see no demon tribe within hundreds of miles.

Chen Chao pressed the handle of the knife,

He said softly, "No matter what, we are the only ones."

"Yes, yes." Yu Xiyi laughed happily.

After that, the two of them continued towards the Onan River, and a bottle of Sword Yuan Dan was consumed. However, their injuries improved a lot, and they seemed much more energetic than before.

The injury has improved somewhat. Although it has not yet reached its peak, it is still pretty good.

On this day, the two of them stopped in front of a frozen glacier. Chen Chao punched a hole in the ice and washed his face with water. Yu Xiyi looked into the distance and said softly, "This should be a tributary of the Onan River. In fact, The place where I found you actually originated from the Onan River, but it was a bit too far away in comparison."

Chen Chao washed his face and said softly, "We have been discovered, prepare to take action."

Yu Xiyi frowned and said, "Are you so sensitive?"

The sword cultivator's killing power is unparalleled in the world, and his perception is almost unparalleled in the world. Thanks to the specialness of the sword energy, there are almost no opponents at this point. However, at this moment, he has not discovered the aura of the demon clan nearby, but Chen Chao seems to have discovered something first. .

Chen Chao didn't say much. He was able to discover the traces of monsters before Yu Xiyi. It had nothing to do with the realm. It was because he had been dealing with monsters for too long.

Half a quarter of an hour later, Yu Xiyi breathed a sigh of relief and said, "It's not a big problem. It should be a small tribe of monsters in Fangyuan. The realm is not high."

Chen Chao nodded.

In the wind and snow, within sight of the two of them, there was already a group of tall monsters charging toward the two of them with swords in their hands.

This group of monsters has not yet fully transformed into human form, and animal ears can still be seen on their heads.

Chen Chao held the Yunni knife handle.

Yu Xiyi summoned flying sword weeds.

Then Chen Chao began to run forward, and during the sweep, he suddenly drew his sword.

Yu Xiyi's flying sword followed closely behind, and the weeds flew across the sky at extremely fast speeds. They were the first to pierce the body of a demon monk before Chen Chao.

At the same time, Chen Chao also slashed open the body of a demon monk.

Cut in two.

A body was left behind.

The battle ended quickly. Half an hour later, there was blood on the ground.

Yu Xiyi recalled the flying sword and said with a smile, "It feels really different to kill demons in the demon realm."

Chen Chao did not speak. Instead, he raised his head and looked not far away. In the wind and snow, a young monk in black came braving the wind and snow.