Ten Thousand Swords Flying Together is a deep situation?

To be honest, although Yun Yuerong was a disciple of the Burial Sword Palace, she really didn't think about what Ten Thousand Swords Qi Fei looked like.

However, at this moment, she felt that she would never forget such a situation, because at this time, she not only saw ten thousand swords flying, but also saw ten thousand swords worshipping.

It's like courtiers, respectfully worshipping their monarch.

The nine-rank blade, the eighth-rank blade, and the seventh-rank blade......

The layers of treasure blades are like courtiers standing in line, according to their own grades, and then after rushing out of the sword mound, they worship the sword shadow in the void.

The shadow of the sword stands across the heavens and the earth, and the sword roars in the void!

"Look, there are three rank blades flying out!" As a sword more than ten zhang long flew up from the sword mound, the voice of the elder of the Burial Sword Palace trembled.

The three-grade treasure blade, which is in the Burial Sword Palace, is already a top-notch existence, even if the controllers of the Burial Sword Palace are counted, the three-grade blades that appear are only a hand.

Therefore, even the elders of the Burial Sword Palace, when they saw these three-grade blades, they couldn't help but tremble, and it was difficult for themselves.

The crimson third-grade blade surpassed the hundreds of fourth-grade blades in front of him, and was firmly in the first place. But just as he landed and stood in the void with the tip of his sword pointing downward, another purple light and shadow flew out.

It's another three-grade blade!

"This is the Treasure Blade Cliff, the Treasure Blade Cliff used by the fifth generation of the Palace Master of the Burial Sword Palace back then, since the fifth generation of the Palace Master was damaged, the cliff flew into the sword mound, and it was never born again!"

"That's the Treasure Blade Heavy Xuan, the thirteenth generation of palace masters once relied on the Heavy Xuan to overwhelm Chiyan Mountain. Let the entire Chiyan Mountain surrender under the command of our Burial Sword Palace. ”

"Ah, I didn't think about it, the record is true, the purple and green long sword, it is the purple and green long sword, it is really purple and blue!"

Disciple of the Burial Sword Palace. With the birth of a three-grade blade, they were excited at first, but when the hundredth three-rank blade flew out, they all lost that excitement.

With so many blades, where can I still get excited.

Zhu Xinrong was the Taishang of the Burial Sword Palace, but he also didn't expect that there were so many divine swords in this sword mound.

Sanpin Treasure Blade Hundred Handles, this is the person who built the sword mound back then. What a strength it should be.

In the midst of this silence, another long sword shook the sky, no, it should be said, it was a cyan giant python, flying straight out of the sword mound.

This giant python is three zhang long, and it flies, just like a real python! All the disciples of the Burial Sword Palace saw this green python at the moment they saw it. There was a feeling that I didn't dare to look at him.

"Second-grade treasure blade, second-grade treasure blade that can transform into shape!" Zhu Xinrong looked at the cyan giant python. There was a tremor in his voice.

In the end, under everyone's attention, the cyan giant python also turned into a three-foot-long sword, standing in front of all the three-grade blades.

The cyan sword body is just like a match. Excellence.

For this rare second-grade treasure blade, it was the true Xuanzi of Chiyan Mountain, and a trace of greed flashed in his eyes.

A third-rank martial artist, if there is a two-rank sword in his hand. It will definitely make his strength grow by leaps and bounds.

He even has the strength to challenge the second-rank martial artists. Although Chiyan Mountain is the number one existence among the three major forces, the second-grade blade is still rare.

Just when many people looked at the long sword transformed by the cyan python with greedy eyes, a pale red tiger flew out of the sword mound again, and the tiger with a length of one zhang let out a violent tiger roar at the moment of flying out.

The tiger roared majesticly, and the heavens and the earth shook!

Under this crazy tiger roar, many disciples who had cultivated underground couldn't help but hold their heads with their hands, and their eyes showed a look of fear.

And the huge tiger turned into a long sword that was four feet long and the palm of an adult was broad, and quietly fell in front of the long sword that the cyan python had turned into.

The black giant tortoise, the cyan wild lion, the white giant crane, and the blue teng snake......

That is, in the blink of an eye, nine second-grade blades flew out of the sword mound, and when the last blue long sword transformed by the Teng Snake appeared in the void, an elder of the Burial Sword Palace couldn't help but rise into the air.

He rushed towards the serpent blade, his eyes were full of madness, and he wanted to take it into his own hands.

However, just as his people were about to approach the snake, the blue snake writhed in the void, and in an instant, the elder turned into two pieces.

A master who had reached the fourth rank of cultivation and could form qi armor around his body was cut into two pieces by the blade of the two grades.

The second-grade blade is still so powerful, what kind of situation should this blade be replaced by a first-grade divine sword.

Almost all of them had an expectation in their hearts, an impulse to look forward to the birth of the Red Face Divine Sword.

No one will doubt that the Hongyan Divine Sword will not be born, and the current situation, even the people who hate Zheng Ming the most know that the Hongyan Divine Sword is about to be born.

"Master, you said that the divine sword is red-faced, will it be like these long swords now, and surrender to Zheng Ming's command?" A middle-aged woman with a soft face asked Zhu Xinrong with doubts in her eyes.

Zhu Xinrong didn't say anything, if according to her previous cognition, any genius can be recognized by the Hongyan Divine Sword, it is a blessing to the sky.

And such a genius is at most a friend of Shenjian Hongyan, and he should not, let alone make Shenjian Hongyan surrender.

But now, the Ten Thousand Swords Dynasty, even the second-grade sword that has never been born much, is respectfully surrendered at Zheng Ming's feet, and even if it is a first-grade divine sword, I am afraid that there is only one way to surrender.

However, for many years, the relationship between their sect and Shenjian Hongyan made him very reluctant to see Shenjian Hongyan surrender.

Cen Yuezhu opened her mouth and wanted to say something against it, but in the end, she swallowed those words into her stomach. She was a shrewd person, and knew that saying those words at this time would not do any good except to fall into her mouth.

Li Qiuran also didn't say anything, but the faint joy in her eyes already said everything.

The choice of Zheng Ming was the insistence of their master and apprentice, although this insistence finally turned into a phantom under the decision of her master, but now, Zheng Ming told everyone with this situation of the Ten Thousand Swords Dynasty that there was nothing wrong with the choice of their master and apprentice.

No, it should be said that the choice of their master and apprentice is very much in line with the interests of the Burial Sword Palace, and it is the best choice for the Burial Sword Palace.

It's just that the Burial Sword Palace did not insist on the choice of their master and apprentice. This lesson will be very profound for the Burial Sword Palace, and it will also enhance Li Qiuran's status in the Burial Sword Palace.

She didn't show it because at this time, people with discerning eyes had already seen it very clearly, and she didn't need to show it anymore.

Zhuo Yingkang looked at the long sword that was like a courtier, densely packed in the sky, and his heart was full of sadness.

The person who worships the Ten Thousand Swords is not him, the one who is at the peak of the Ten Thousand Swords is not him, and the person who is in the spotlight is not him.

He was very unhappy in his heart, originally, he and Ying Shaodian stood side by side, although it was not as good as a standout, but it also made him beautiful.

But before his scenery reflected the heavens and the earth, the damn Zheng Ming burst out with this strange aura.

Ten Thousand Swords Dynasty!

Why didn't he set off fireworks, how could he be the king of ten thousand swords, couldn't he give himself and others a way to live?

One thought after another kept flashing in his heart, and Zhuo Yingkang at this moment even had an urge to tear Zheng Ming into pieces.

Clenching his teeth tightly, Zhuo Yingkang looked at Ying Shaodian above him again, after all, this person was his own brother.

Win Shaodian's sword plate is higher than Zhuo Yingkang's sword plate, so Zhuo Yingkang must use a posture of looking up to see him.

In the midst of this upward gaze, Zhuo Yingkang found that Ying Shaodian looked at the countless long swords with a calm expression, as if he did not have any envy and jealousy for Zheng Ming's infinite scenery.

However, when Zhuo Yingkang's eyes fell on Ying Shaodian's hands, he found that Ying Shaodian's fists were clenched tightly.

This is a disobedience, this is a ......

Seeing this, Zhuo Yingkang's heart suddenly relaxed a lot, and he even had a feeling of wanting to laugh, but when he saw Zheng Ming, who was still like a long sword standing between heaven and earth, his smile dissipated without a trace.

"I know that Zheng Ming's qualifications are extraordinary, look at it, what Zhuo Yingkang is, and what wins Shaodian, he will be eaten under Zheng Ming's hands!"

His close friend was also a seed of the Burial Sword Palace, and that person was originally looking at Zheng Ming with fiery eyes, but when he heard his companion's words at this moment, he also transmitted his voice into the secret road: "The Venerable Envoy of the Stargazing Sword Sect said that Zheng Ming's qualifications are not good, tsk, the qualifications of such people are not good, I really don't know who is qualified." ”

"Ten Thousand Swords Dynasty!"

"It's useless to envy others, let's think about ourselves, so many blades have been born one by one, I hope we can get a suitable one for our own use from these blades. ”

"My requirements are not high, Divine Sword Hongyan doesn't want to, as long as I can give me a three-grade treasure blade, I will be satisfied. ”

"Your kid's requirements are not high, the three-grade blade, that is something that only the palace master of the Burial Sword Palace could get in the past, my hope is a four-grade blade!"

In the midst of this discussion, the sword mound, which had tended to calm down, suddenly shook wildly, vibrating violently, causing several peaks around the sword mound to shatter from the middle.

The sky is falling apart, the mountains and rivers are changing!(To be continued.) )

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