Sign In For A Thousand Years, I Will Open The Gate Of Heaven With My Sword

Chapter 72: Slaying Ten Thousand Sword Sects for the Master's Sword Today

Taiping City, Taiping Prefecture.

At this time, there were sixty-nine corpses on the wall.

Sixty-nine corpses were nailed to the wall by their own swords.

Not many people left the whole body, all of them died at the last minute of the battle.

However, there is no despair on the faces of all the dead, they are all with calmness.

Although he died, he was not ashamed and worthy of Xizhou Kendo.

It's just with a little regret, maybe it's regret that I didn't see Wanjianshan fail and left Xizhou in a dingy day.

Above the city wall, there was no one, only two soldiers guarding the city, their faces numb, standing rigidly on the wall.

If I want to be on duty, I have already left the city wall.

Suddenly, under the sunset, at the farthest point of sight, a tiny figure walked towards Taipingzhou against the dusk.

Not far away, one person entered the city.

Step by step, the man walked through Shenzhou, walked through the ring, and came under the city wall.

The man looked up at the corpses on the wall, looked at one by one, as if he wanted to remember the appearance of each corpse.

He drew out the long sword behind him and made a sword worship ceremony of Xizhou Jian Xiu meeting and discussing each other.

For each one, the sword body flicks the scabbard lightly, and the sword croaks.

"Ding!"

The sound of the sword rang, crisp and long-distance, passed into Taiping City and into Shenzhou.

In Taiping City, the defense barracks.

Taiping City is under the jurisdiction of the Great Prince, and when the Wan Jianzong Shenzhou comes to Taiping City, the Great Prince will know about it.

But after the eldest prince learned about the Wan Jianzong, he gave the order that the strong in the army should not leave the city.

The strong in the army must not challenge.

Cut off the order!

Countless swordsmen in the army rushed to the crown, but faced the military order, but they had no alternative.

A large number of sword repairmen in the army reluctantly chose Closed Door Training.

At this time, Zhengzheng Jianming passed into the Closed Door Training of a sword repairer.

This is an old man of the King Realm Cultivation Base. Hearing the clank of the sword, there was a wave of fluctuations in his withered eyes.

"Is anyone here again?"

The door was pushed open, and a lieutenant walked in.

"Yes, General, someone is here. Looking at the costumes, he is a disciple of Xuanxuan Sect."

"Xianxuan Xianzong? It's the top force in Xizhou's sword cultivating, let's go and have a look."

The old man, in the form of Sword Ray, flew over the city wall.

At the same time, several Sword Ray came to the city wall, seeming to have the same purpose as the old man.

"Old Li, you are here too."

"Well, I don't know what kind of Cultivation Base is like this young man is not old? Have you seen it?"

A grumpy old man hammered the city wall, and the stone wall was smashed into a fist.

"Asshole, I don't know what the big prince thinks? Don't let me wait to get out of the city, otherwise, I will kill one or two Ten Thousand Sword Sect cubs to vent their anger."

"Okay, old Dai, haven't you seen Wan Jianzong's King Realm use it? What strength do you not know? Are you his opponent?"

The old man surnamed Dai coldly snorted and stopped talking, but his eyes trembled, making his heart lingering.

"Even if you can't fight it, going down to fight to death is better than just watching and doing nothing here."

Suddenly, the complexion of the person next to him changed and he shouted in a low voice.

"Hush, have you forgotten the end of fellow daoist Xiao?"

Xiao Xiong, the sword repairman in the army, could not see Wan Jianzong acting fiercely. Xizhou Jianxiu died tragically, violated the military order and wanted to play. Before he entered the ring, he was beheaded in public by the eldest prince's supervision.

From then on, no one dared to mention the matter of the ring.

"what did you just say?"

Behind him, a person slowly walked over.

The gloomy face, the sharp-mouthed monkey cheeks, and even the mighty military uniforms looked nondescript on him.

The old man surnamed Dai's face became stiff, he hurriedly bent over to salute, and said in a low voice.

"See Lord Superintendent, please supervise the Lord to atone for your sins. I, Dai Lin, just made a slip of the tongue."

Several elderly people nearby hurriedly helped.

"Yes, Master Supervisor, it was just a slip of the tongue just now, so I can't really do it."

"I am absolutely loyal to the eldest prince and the supervisor, and I absolutely dare not violate the military order."

"Yes, even if the sky falls outside, we won't step out of the city wall for half a step. Please monitor to make the adults rest assured."

Upon seeing this, the inspector snorted and shouted in a low voice.

"Military orders are military orders, and those who violate the order will be cut! Xiao Xiong is taking the blame, so don't go his way."

"You continue to defend the city, if you dare to step out of the city wall, you will die!"

The supervisor gave the six elders a stern look, then turned and left.

Everyone glanced at each other and gave a wry smile.

"Old, old, Cultivation Base can't make progress, some are greedy for life and fear of death."

"Haha, if I was young..."

Several people laughed at each other, and then revealed what had just happened before turning their heads to look under the city wall again.

"Although I don't want to admit it, Wan Jianzong's Sword Technique is too terrifying. In Sword Dao, it really surpasses Xizhou by too much."

"Wan Jianzong inherited thousands of years, known as the Sword Technique of collecting Luo Tianxia, the background is not comparable to those of Xizhou Sect."

"I have been fighting in Xizhou continuously. Since the destruction of Ling Xiao Jianzong, Xizhou Kendo has weakened."

"The strength of the Profound Sky Immortal Sect is similar to that of the Sword Book Sect, and the Elder of the Sword Book Sect has also lost. I think this disciple of the Profound Sky Immortal Sect is in danger."

After the last person paid his respects and the long sword was sheathed, Li Qinglian turned and walked towards the ring.Slow and heavy, but Sword Qi is getting stronger and stronger.

When Li Qinglian stepped onto the arena, her Sword Qi reached its peak, and countless hideous Sword Qi left many sword marks on the arena.

"Boom!"

The sheathed sword was thrown on the ground by him and sank into the ring.

Li Qinglian roared, and the huge roar exploded in this world.

"A true disciple of Xuanxuan Sect."

"Xizhou Sword God's registered disciple Li Qinglian is here, who will die!"

The huge voice resounded through the world.

In Taiping City, countless people heard this roar, and after a short pause, they rushed towards the city head like crazy.

Xizhou Sword God!

In Xizhou, the only person who can be worthy of the word Sword God is that person.

The man who defeated the devil.

Only he can be called the Sword God!

Countless people ran at the same time, stepping on the ground with a roar.

In the rumbling sound, countless people rushed up the city wall frantically, and in just a few seconds, the thick city wall was crowded with people.

Everyone's eyes widened, and they looked at the figure on the ring, wanting to see that he was somewhat of a sword god.

Li Qinglian looked around. At this moment, countless people looked forward to every word he said.

After Xizhou lost sixty-nine games in a row, countless people felt ashamed, but they still had the last glimmer of hope in their hearts, that is, the sword god.

The sword god who defeated the Demon Lord, he is the pinnacle of Xizhou Swordsmanship. We Xizhou has not yet been defeated before he comes!

And now Li Qinglian appeared, and the flame of hope was burning.

The disciple of the sword god is here.

If Li Qinglian loses, it will be another heavy blow to Xizhou Kendo.

Li Qinglian took a deep breath, he could not defeat, and shouted loudly.

"Today, cut Ten Thousand Sword Sects for Master Sword!"

"Arrogant!"

A figure flew out of China and swept towards the ring.

It was the King Realm Jianxiu who killed four people in a row.

However, at the moment when he swept down Shenzhou, Li Qinglian pulled out the long sword beside him and swung the sword abruptly.

Boundless Sword Qi burst out under this sword, and instantly swept all over the place.

Sword Qi is condensed, and the blossoming green lotus appears in the air, delicate and beautiful, and it seems that there is no threat.

However, at this moment, these gorgeous green lotuses were the sickle of the god of death, and they crashed into the sword repairman of Ten Thousand Sword Sect.

Wan Jianzong Jianxiu was shocked, and hurriedly shouted.

"open!"

The whole body Sword Qi condenses into four bodyguard sword shadows, trying to block the blasting Qinglian.

Qinglian slammed into Jian Ying and exploded.

One flower!

Two flowers!

Three flowers!

Four flowers!

It was just the explosion of the four green lotuses, and the sword shadow barrier gave birth to cracks, and then crashed to pieces.

Then came the endless green lotus, swarming, and instantly surrounded the sword repair of Wan Jianzong.

There was an explosion after another.

In the center of the explosion, there was a scream from Wan Jianzong Jianxiu.

Screaming to stop, the sky full of Qinglian returned to Li Qinglian's long sword, and the long sword was sheathed.

In the air, Jianxiu Wan Jianzong, who was barely still a human form, fell to the ground, showing no signs of life.

The scene is quiet, it can be said to be dead.

Above the city wall, countless people looked at all this in shock, their eyes filled with disbelief.

Won?

They had also hoped and prayed in their hearts, praying that the sword god disciple would win.

But that is prayer!

They watched more than one arena and experienced too much disappointment. They knew the horror of the disciple Sword Technique of the Ten Thousand Sword Sect, so terrible that they had left the invincible demon barrier of the Ten Thousand Sword Sect in their hearts.

Even if they knew that Xizhou Sword God's disciples were playing now, they just prayed to win a game.

Humble prayers can win a game and save the last face of Xizhou.

However, all the magic barriers were all broken under the sword of Li Qinglian.

Wan Jianzong does not seem to be that strong either!

"Sure victory!"

"Sword God!"

I don't know who is taking the lead, and there are shouts from the sky.

Shout after shout, resounded all over the world.

As long as Xizhou Sword God is still there, Xizhou will not lose!

Some people cried with joy.

Someone was in pain loudly.

Some people have tears in their eyes.