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He took out the iron sword in his hand with his backhand and threw it into the burial sword pool.

"Take my sword!" said the middle-aged Jinjia.

The rusty iron sword was used by him in his usual cultivation, and it had no power at all.

His true sword of nirvana is rarely used.

"Wait a minute, my lord!" several golden-armored soldiers immediately ran back to the outside of the burial sword pool, and from a carriage, they carried out a four-foot long sword wrapped in black cloth.

Compared to ordinary swords, this sword is not only a foot longer, but also extremely heavy.

The four golden-armored soldiers were all powerhouses in the late stage of the middle star rank, but they had a hard time carrying a sword.

Under the staggering step, the four of them sweated profusely and carried it to the middle-aged man in golden armor, and when they put down the long sword, they were all exhausted and out of breath.

The middle-aged man of Jin Jia ripped off the white cloth, revealing an ancient sword full of gaps and vicissitudes.

The nebula on the body of the sword circulated, as if a starry sky was fixed on the sword.

"Beidou Sword, we meet again. As soon as the middle-aged Jin Jia grasped the Beidou Sword, his expression was relaxed and full of emotion.

Then, he moved his eyes to the center of the burial sword pool.

The five accompanying golden-armored soldiers were shocked and muttered, "The Sword Saint is going to be serious?"

They were none other than the envoys in the mid-cloud twilight.

The middle-aged man in front of him is Xing Cangliu, known as the first sword saint of dusk, a legendary swordsmanship powerhouse.

No one knew where he came from, only that once he appeared, he would defeat all the kendo masters in the Zhongyun Realm.

Later, there was no one to fight, so he collected his sword and entered the military palace to challenge all the foreign powerhouses in the military palace.

What few people know is that Xing Cangliu defeated his enemies and never really used his sword.

His real sword, always carried with him, and he faced strong enemies with only one iron sword.

Now, he suddenly used the Beidou Sword!

The five golden-armored soldiers glanced at each other, and they all bowed in silence slightly: "The sword master of the cool realm is not lucky." ”

On the way here, Xing Cangliu said that he only used fifty percent of his strength.

But now it seems that not only does he use fifty percent, but even wants to burst out with his true strength that has always been hidden and not leaked.

Unless there is a Gaidai wizard in the cool realm, it will be easy to be crushed.

Central burial sword pool.

The third prince turned the tea cup on the table from time to time, and his eyes wandered, showing his inner restlessness.

Li Yuan also couldn't hold his breath and drank cup after cup of tea.

Today's challenges seem to be low-key and few people know about, but in fact they are related to the future succession disputes of the military palace.

The lord of the military palace has a total of three heirs.

Two of them are women, and the youngest is the third son.

The three of them are all qualified to inherit the lord of the military palace, and it depends on who performs the best.

Among them, the eldest lady and the second lady are both peerless and elegant figures, who have not only made remarkable contributions to the military palace, but also opened up territory for the cool realm, and are deeply valued by the king of Liang.

On the other hand, the third son is inferior to the two sisters in all aspects.

So he has always been eager to make meritorious contributions.

This time, the first sword saint at dusk challenged the cool realm, which was related to the honor of the cool realm, and the military palace attached great importance to it.

The palace master once spoke in person, and if this matter was done properly, he would be given his favorite peacock fan.

With the status of the third son, rewarding him with any wealth could not move his heart.

But the palace master's belongings mean a kind of trust.

The two elder sisters tried their best to fight for this opportunity, but in the end, they fell into the hands of the third son.

This is the first time that the third prince has been entrusted by the palace master.

He understood that this was an opportunity given by the palace master to test him.

If things are done badly, it will inevitably disappoint the palace master, and it will be even more difficult to gain the palace master's trust in the future.

His apprehension can be imagined.

"What's so nervous?" said the madman sword with his feet on the desk, leaning lazily against it, without any image.

The third prince groaned: "You have a few hopes of winning. ”

The madman sword closed his eyes and said, "Ten points." ”

The third son's spirit was slightly lifted and he said, "Are you sure?"

"Hehe, Xingcangliu only has a few swordsmanship, I have studied it a long time ago, and when I meet others, I may win many battles, but when I meet, I will lose within ten moves. "The madman sword is extremely arrogant.

The third prince was overjoyed in his heart, and said: "It's better for you to be cautious, Xingcangliu can be regarded as the first sword saint of dusk, and it is not a waste of fame." ”

The madman Sword Skin didn't smile: "Don't hide it, I once secretly went to the Zhongyun Realm, challenged the main hall in one place, and made a move with the projection of the starry sky, guess what the result is?"

The third prince's heart was lifted all of a sudden, and the swordsmen next to him pricked up their ears.

This is big news, the madman sword actually secretly challenged the projection of the starry sky.

"As a result, five moves were defeated by my madman's sword!" said the madman sword grinned.

What, five strokes?

Compared with the deity, the strength of the projection is often about 30% low.

The madman sword defeated the projection in five moves, and he should be able to solve the ontology within eight moves, no wonder he was so confident.

The third prince was overjoyed and said, "Why didn't you say it earlier, it made me scared." ”

If the mad sword really has such a fighting experience, then this time it will definitely win!

"It's not too late to know. Madman Sword leaned back comfortably on the recliner and smiled.

The third prince patted the case and said: "Okay! I will rely on you this time, if you can hit the stars and fight for the honor of our military palace, I will make up the money you lost to Xia Qingchen." ”

The madman's sword lit up, this is hundreds of billions.

He laughed: "Then these hundreds of billions, I will accept them disrespectfully!"

The swordsmen present were also overjoyed, there was a madman sword sweeping array, this time the sword duel in the burial sword pool, the military palace will win!

Later, you can witness the proud scene of the military palace's defeat of the kendo powerhouse at dusk!

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The sound of armor sounded, and everyone immediately looked into the distance.

Six golden ironclad figures came on the hazy vapor, and the figures in the center were mighty and extraordinary, with their own fierce aura, giving people a great sense of oppression.

"It's coming!" the third prince tightened his heart and immediately got up.

Under the attention of the military palace, Xing Cangliu brought five personal guards to the burial sword pool.

"Xingcangliu, I am here to challenge the sword powerhouse of the Liangjing Military Palace, please come out of the fight. Xing Cangliu was anxious to verify the perception in his heart and wanted to break through the shackles that bothered him, so the challenge of getting straight to the point was omitted even the greetings.

The hearts of the three princes were tight, and they didn't even have a buffer before the duel, the momentum of the people at dusk was too strong, right?

Of course, they can't lose either.

"I'll fight first!" an invited swordsman leaped to the center.

He is the number one kendo master of the Frontier Legion, Wang Chao, in terms of status, and Li Yuan is on par.

Looking at the starry stream in front of him, Wang Chao felt oppressed in his heart, and said, "Who are you?"

Theoretically, Xingcangliu must be the last to make a move, against the madman sword.

A kendo master like him, who is one level lower, should face off against the swordsman who comes with him.

"Out of the sword!" Who knows, it was Xing Cangliu himself who responded to the battle, and his eyes showed anticipation.

Wang Chao's scalp was numb for a while, and he personally faced the starry skyflow?

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