"Whew-" The wind blew and blew the corners of Lu Xun's clothes.

The sky was filled with the pungent smell of blood, both alien and Heavenly Dust Continent cultivators.

It stands to reason that in the case of Lu Xun defeating one against one hundred several times, the low-level alien race should be killed by him, but in fact, it is not.

They're really like monsters in the game, one after the other.

After Lu Xun finished killing a wave, he immediately rushed to another wave.

In reality, when the two armies clash, when a certain proportion of deaths is reached, the weak side will immediately collapse.

When playing games before, Lu Xun didn't think too much about it, killing monsters, wishing they were not afraid of death and rushed forward, but now it seems that it always feels a little weird.

The bloodthirsty nature in the bloodline of the alien race may be a factor, and the [blood contract] may also be a factor, but Lu Xun always feels that the purpose of the alien race is very strong, and he has a feeling that he will not give up until he reaches his goal.

"It's like a sand sculptor who has taken on a mission." Lu Xun thought in his heart.

And their task is to kill, to destroy!

While killing the aliens, he glanced in the direction of Xizhou.

Now he didn't worry about the Eastern Regions where the Demon Sect was located, because there was no altar there, and the alien race couldn't go there in the first place. The Demon Sect is now estimated to be organizing manpower to support other sects.

Among the seven major sects, the Demon Sect can run around to provide support, and there is no need to send many people to guard the house.

After all, as long as Mr. is still in the back mountain, it is enough.

And Xizhou, which is closest to Luxun, is different, according to the memory of the previous life, the battle situation in Xizhou is particularly tragic.

Its tragedy is the highest in the entire Tianchen Continent's major regions.

Lu Xun didn't figure it out at first, there are two major sword sects in Xizhou, and it should be very difficult for foreign races to build altars.

After all, that kind of medium and large altar needs to be built and urged by high-level alien races, and high-level alien races don't dare to jump up and down in front of the big sects at all, because their strength is too strong and too conspicuous.

As soon as they enter the Western Continent, they will be detected by the divine sense.

Therefore, Xizhou should be more of a small altar.

So, where did so many alien races in Xizhou come from?

Lu Xun can basically guess now: "In this Xizhou, I am afraid that there are a large number of altars from the ancient period!" ”

And these altars may not be damaged, and they can still be used!

That makes sense.

"It can only be said that when the Sword Mountain Ancestor founded the faction, the address was not well chosen." Lu Xun thought in his heart.

Doesn't that mean you're putting your crystal next door to the enemy crystal?

Therefore, when the current battle situation stabilizes, Lu Xun will rush to Xizhou to support.

The disciples of the Demon Sect and the players of the Demon Sect are like this, there is no blame killing at home, and they are running around to support.

All of them are like wild kings.

"If I'm not mistaken, in his previous life, Ye Sui'an was seriously injured in the first battle with the alien race and almost GG, but because of this war, his strength began to grow by leaps and bounds."

"For him, the protagonist of the world, he has changed since this battle."

"It's just...... Now the development of the plot has long been different, and I don't know what kind of situation Ye Sui'an will be like now? Lu Xun thought in his heart.

Although Ye Sui'an is a little clingy, he is entangled when he sees him. But after getting along for a long time, there is still some friendship.

Of course, the premise of friendship is that Ye Sui'an's emotional line has a problem, he no longer loves Xiao Cicada, and he no longer has the mind to touch the little cabbage of Lu Xun's family.

Otherwise, Lu Xun will be particularly unpleasant to look at him, and the more he looks at it, the more unpleasant it becomes.

At the same time, Lu Xun was also a little worried about the safety of the boundary monument.

After all, in order to save herself, Dida destroyed the plan of the second sacrifice and fell from the sky to kill Yin Tian's mount.

The devil knows if the aliens will target it.

"Get there early." Lu Xun thought in his heart.

……

……

In the south of Xizhou, the city of swords is cast.

Sword Casting City is one of the big cities in the Xizhou boundary, and according to legend, the [Divine Sword] of the ancestor of Jianshan was cast when he lived in seclusion in this city.

At that time, Sword Forge City was not yet called this name, and it was just a small city. It took thousands of years to grow into what it is today.

This place is different from the Demon Sect's Qingling City, where most of the people in Qingling City are mortals, and there are many cultivators hidden in the Sword Casting City.

Famous swords are abundant here, including mortal iron used by people in the rivers and lakes, as well as magic swords, spirit swords, and even fairy swords used by cultivators!

At the same time, this big city is also known all over the world as a holy place for sword cultivation and retirement.

Many sword cultivators are approaching the end of their lifespan, or for other reasons, they will choose to come here to retire.

They have been accompanied by swords all their lives, and for them, this great city, where new swords are born every day, will make them feel comfortable.

Oh ~ The breath of this sword is really delicious ~ According to legend, there is even a sword mountain and the elder Taishang of Wanjian Mountain living in seclusion here, which is a figure who has to call his uncle and uncle when he meets Pingshanhai.

It is precisely for this reason that Xizhou players also love to run to the Sword Casting City, just to try their luck and see if they can trigger any hidden plots or meet any big characters.

A few days ago, Ye Sui'an came to Sword Forging City.

Because of his saber [Moon Emperor]...... Broken.

A few days ago, he went out to practice and experienced some turmoil, and the Moon Emperor Sword was overwhelmed and directly broke into two sections.

He came here to ask a Supreme Elder of Yijian Mountain to help him restore the Moon Emperor Sword.

Legend has it that this Supreme Elder is one of the top three people in refining today.

The Supreme Elder lived in seclusion in an inconspicuous blacksmith shop, took in three apprentices who had no cultivation qualifications, and taught them a little bit of sword forging without teaching anything.

Mortals have no cultivation, and they naturally can't forge magic weapons.

But under the guidance of this Supreme Elder, the mortal iron forged by these three apprentices can be regarded as a sharp blade on the rivers and lakes, so business has always been good.

Before Ye Sui'an came here, Ping Shanhai had introduced to him the character of this Supreme Elder.

According to Ping Shanhai, this old man was a sword addict in his early years, and he was accompanied by swords all his life. Even if there is not much longevity and goes down the mountain to live in seclusion, he also chooses the sword casting city with the heaviest sword breath.

As for why three apprentices were accepted?

Ping Shanhai speculated: First, because you can find something to do, second, because sword casting is related to swords, and third, because this old man loves to scold people.

The main reason should be the third point.

How happy are you to take in a few apprentices and scold when you are idle?

Ping Shanhai was sprayed by this old troll in the early years, and now that he thinks about it, he still feels that his memory is still fresh.

The words are not dirty, and the saliva tastes quite heavy.

Before Ye Sui'an left, he solemnly patted him on the shoulder and offered a wave of blessings to his beloved disciple.

Then, Ye Sui'an stayed in the Sword Casting City and was sprayed for ten days.

The old troll's name is Wu Shanshui, and after seeing Ye Sui'an's innate sword body, he didn't know whether it was an itchy hand or an itchy mouth, so he actually took the initiative to start instructing his practice.

Wu Shanshui's front teeth are missing, and he fell out when he was young, and his mouth was too stinky and he was beaten and lost a tooth.

This sword idiot didn't care about his image, and he didn't find a way to fill his front teeth, which led to the fact that later, when he was successful in cultivation, and most people couldn't beat him, he could only be sprayed obediently. Because of the lack of front teeth, the saliva is a little less covered, and when he scolds, it is a "real spray"!

In the past ten days, Ye Sui'an didn't know how he survived, and when he slept, he felt that he could vaguely smell a smell of saliva.

Until the sky was dark, three narrow eyes appeared in the sky.

Until this moment, outside the Sword Forging City, a large number of alien races descended.

With a wave of Wu Shanshui's sleeves, the two of them disappeared into the backyard of the small blacksmith shop and came to the wall of the Sword Casting City.

The old man's eyes narrowed slightly, his head full of silver threads fluttering in the wind, and he said, "What kind of alien race are these?" ”

Ye Sui'an's face was solemn, and he nodded and said, "The news that came out from Senior Lu before is really true. ”

The old man turned his head and glared at him, and said, "Senior Lu Senior Lu Senior!" How many times a day do you mention him? The old man's ears are almost out of the cocoon! ”

Ye Sui'an met his saliva, shrank his head, looked into the distance, and raised the recast Moon Emperor Sword in his hand.

Wu Shanshui glanced at him dissatisfiedly and said, "What? Are you ready to let the old man and you face thousands of troops? ”

"Ugh." Ye Sui'an was slightly stunned, but the sword in his hand was not put down.

"Boy, the old man asks you, who are you? What is it? "Wushan Waterway.

"Jianshan, Ye Sui'an." He replied.

"Then do you know what you should do since you are the only descendant of the contemporary Sword Mountain?" Wushan Water Road.

"Fight to the death!" Ye Sui'an's eyes were resolute.

Then, he was slapped in the head.

Ye Sui'an, who was hit by a critical blow to the back of his head, looked confused, not knowing what he said wrong.

Should I turn around and run now?

Wu Shanshui looked at him, his disgusted eyes in the past softened slightly, and he said: "Since you are the only descendant of Sword Mountain, you are equivalent to the future sword leader selected by One Sword Mountain and Ten Thousand Sword Mountain......

Before he finished speaking, he heard Ye Sui'an say: "The juniors don't dare to be, the seniors are the ...... Hmmm......"

The back of his head was slashed again.

Wu Shanshui didn't bother to pay attention to him, and said to himself: "My generation of sword cultivators, how can he be afraid of war, this is right." However, as the future leader of Kendo and the only descendant of the contemporary Kenshan, you should do more than just rush forward with me, an old man. ”

"You should look back and see where this is. You should carefully feel how many divine senses have stayed on you since you stepped into Sword Forge City. ”

When Ye Sui'an heard this, he fell silent.

Ever since he came to Sword Forge City, he had felt wisps of divine consciousness lingering on him from time to time, seemingly inadvertently, but they were really paying close attention to him.

Wu Shanshui said that they were all old guys who were retired in Sword Casting City.

Some are sword cultivators of One Sword Mountain and Ten Thousand Sword Mountain, and some are not.

In their eyes, Ye Sui'an was like a talented junior, a high-grade jade, and one of the characters who could lead sword cultivation in the future, and they couldn't help but want to take a few more looks.

- That's the expectation.

These divine senses were not concealed, otherwise Ye Sui'an would not have known that so many people were "peeping" at him.

Wu Shanshui looked at him and shouted in a deep voice: "Boy! You are the person who represents Sword Mountain, and your words and deeds represent the holy land of sword cultivation in the world. ”

"You have the best resources, there is no shortage of magic weapons, elixirs, exercises, you have the best master, who can give you a head start when you are confused!"

"You have an excellent talent, that is the gift of the world's sword luck to you!"

"Now, at the moment of the catastrophe, look at the Sword Forge City behind you, and give the old man a good thought, what should you do!?"

After Wu Shanshui finished speaking, the whole person flew up in the air, his hands formed sword marks, and the cultivation of the eighth realm spread out from him, with an unrivaled momentum.

Ye Sui'an glanced at Sword Casting City in a daze.

He knew that there were a large number of sword cultivators here who lived in seclusion.

And at this moment, above the city, there are only him and Wu Shanshui.

Is it because they don't perceive the alien race in the distance?

No way.

They were waiting for a voice.

They are waiting for this immature young man to realize the burden and responsibility on his body.

At the moment of the catastrophe, sword cultivation also needs a leader.

Maybe there are currently Ping Shanhai, Qian Zhengyi, and the sect masters of the two major sword sects, who can be the leaders of Xizhou Sword Cultivation.

Can it be done later?

These hermits are old, and the devil knows how long they will live.

They wanted to take a look at this young man, to look at this young man at this moment.

Can he afford it?

Does he have the courage to lead the world's sword cultivators against the catastrophe?

Is he worthy?

Ye Sui'an stood on the city wall, as if he could hear the sound of sword casting in the Sword Casting City here.

He seemed to feel the fire in the furnace.

For some reason, he could still think of Lu Xun at this moment.

Lu Xun, like him, has a unique identity.

Everyone is young, and their cultivation is not high, but what have the predecessors been doing along the way?

He seems to have been leading the disciples of the Demon Sect all along, and he has always been opening up a new path for sword cultivation in the world.

As he was in a high position, he always had the courage to take on this responsibility.

He never shied away from leading others.

And Sword Mountain is not only the holy land of sword cultivation today, but Xizhou is also the territory of Sword Mountain, Ye Sui'an does not dare to say that he has the right to command the sword cultivation of the world, but at least within the boundaries of Xizhou, he really has this power.

He is not a soldier, he is a general.

He's right to rush and kill the enemy, but at least he's got what he needs to do!

"——!" The Moon Emperor's sword is unsheathed.

Ye Sui'an raised a long sword in his hand, and the sword aura overflowed.

He used his spiritual power and let out a loud shout, and the voice spread throughout the entire Sword Casting City:

"I am Sword Mountain Ye Sui'an!"

"Where is Xizhou Sword Cultivation!!?"

In an instant, the divine consciousness that countless Dao converged on him was no longer hidden.

They were always watching him.

"——!" To the west of the city, the first sound of a sword was heard.

"——!" In the south of the city, there was also a sound of a sword.

All of a sudden, in the Sword Casting City, the sound of swords came and went!

One after another sky-high sword qi was generated in the Sword Casting City, pointing straight to the sky and soaring into the sky!

Countless sword qi gathered together, as if out of thin air in the sky above the Sword Casting City, converging into a sword qi rainbow!

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