"As you wish, have a good fight!"

Qin Chuge stepped forward.

Ji Ruxue was the first to follow, shouting loudly as she went.

"The surname Ji is like snow, with a wild dragon and a ghost axe, and he should fight as the head of the martial arts refining division."

Lu Zhao: "......"

Dragon's Axe!

10th place among the top 10 hallows weapons.

This horse is a holy weapon!

"Lin Huan, there is only one sword, and the emperor's clothes are stepping on the snow."

"Please fight Lin Tao, the prince of Yandong!"

Lin Huan was the second to follow.

Lin Tao: "......"

8th place among the top 10 hallows weapons!

Another holy artifact.

"Little Ni Jingya, carrying the Purple Phoenix Flame Heavenly Bow."

"One dozen ten, please fight the ten holy palace masters of the Martial Arts Division."

Jingya followed third.

The palace masters of the Ten Holy Palaces were collectively dumbfounded.

Purple Phoenix Flame Heavenly Bow, the ninth place among the top ten holy weapons.

The divine bow of the Martial Champion Tuoba Plateau!

She still wants a dozen tens?

Jing Peijian and others have the urge to collectively scold their mothers.

The top ten holy weapons, three of which will be unveiled today!

"The old man is called the dragon slayer, and he is the sixth on the list of the former heavens."

"I want to try the master on the list of virtuous kings next to King Du Xian."

The old monk Bai An showed his Dharma name and followed with his hands together.

King Du Xian jumped up from his chair at once, and the old man who was protecting him had eyes that couldn't wait to fly out.

The ten seats on the list of virtuous kings do not refer to the top ten virtuous kings, but the guards around them.

These ten occupy the entire list of virtuous kings.

The law is called the dragon slayer.

The sixth on the list of the former heavens, slaughtering the dragon, the world trembled!

Played the top five on the Fengtian list, one dozen five.

Now, to fight the master on the list of virtuous kings.

This master of the Xianwang List, surnamed Wei and named Guanxuan, pondered for half a second and decisively handed over his words to King Du Xian.

"Scary, the sixth person in the former Heavenly List has died thoroughly, and it is impossible for him to appear in Jiangcheng!"

"Are you sure?"

Du Shenglin blew his beard and glared.

"The prince is safe, and he will show his original form when I slap him!"

Wei Guanxuan swore by it.

However, the next person's shouting made Jing Peijian, who was sitting on the dragon platform, feel like he was struck by lightning.

"Chunni, the daughter of the former Sword Saint, please fight Jing Sabre!"

"Sixteen years of flowers blooming and falling, may I ask the current Sword Saint, are you okay?"

Chunni was the last to follow, an iron sword humming behind him.

Several figures slowly entered, stepping into the Jing family's mansion, but they were almost at the same time and walked straight away.

Destination, the highest place of the Jing family's mansion.

Shang Long Terrace!

There, overlooking the entire river city along the river.

Here, it's a good fight!

Thang Long Terrace, baptized by rain, is extremely white.

A Shenglong column supports a huge square platform, and this column passes through this square platform and rises into the air at a height of more than ten meters.

A silver dragon, coiled around a column.

The dragon's head is located at the very top, and the dragon roars for nine days.

Both sides are in place, saber rattling!

Outside the mansion, the coffin did not fall to the ground, and Zhao Zifeng and the three of them carried it very steadily.

Wan Kaixuan and other veterans did not hold an umbrella, and the scenes on the Shenglong platform were all in their eyes.

Yao Fan and 18,000 other soldiers unloaded their swords and prepared for battle.

On the Shenglong platform, as soon as Qin Chuge appeared, the opposite side was full of surprise.

Four golden stars, golden dragons, and python robes.

The big steel refining general, the only rank in the hot summer.

This military uniform, holding the Great Seal of the Governor, only needs to raise his arms and exhale, and all the soldiers of the Yanxia Xionglian Division are obeyed.

However, why did he only bring more than 10,000 people from Jiangcheng Xiongliansi?

Jing Peijian and others, no one could figure out the reason.

Don't......

This guy has never put my Jing Peijian in his eyes from beginning to end?

Don't......

As he said, as long as he, Qin Chuge, is alive for a day, Jing Peijian doesn't want to be a king?

Outrageous!

The old man has been working hard for so long, how can you control it?

Today, I slaughter 500,000 horses and slaughter you, and you don't have a single crop.

Thinking of this, Jing Peijian swept away all the complicated thoughts.

With the war imminent, this uneasiness should not be on the mind.

Even if Chunni appeared, Jing Peijian still had to be regarded as a sideliner.

"With only more than 10,000 men and horses, they dare to start a war with 500,000 of my horses."

"Qin Chuge, are you an ornament in the name of my Sword Saint?"

Jing Peijian put his hands behind his back, and the black iron sword he carried from the Martial Arts Division was inserted into the pillar at the top of the Shenglong Terrace.

On the surface, it was just a black iron sword, very similar to the one that Chunni had on his back.

In fact, Jing Peijian's black iron sword is a sword case.

Its name is eighteen!

Sword box eighteen, from the tomb of the living dead in Zhongnan Mountain.

Eighteen swords came out of the sword box, achieving the name of the former sword master.

Former Sword Master, Spring Mud's biological father.

Late.

In the contemporary sword saint Jing Shi, after getting this sword box, he changed his name to Jing Peijian.

The sword box is eighteen, and Jing Peijian can produce seventeen swords, achieving the name of the contemporary Yanxia Sword Saint.

This sword, this sword, is unsurpassed!

The weapon spectrum is the world's famous sword, and the sword box is eighteen, ranking first.

"Stealing the sword box eighteen, and waiting for sixteen years."

"This, this is the name of your Jing Peijian's contemporary sword saint?"

"Wow, what a majesty!"

Chunni took the lead in raising his voice.

As soon as it was exported, the audience was in an uproar!

Sword Crate Eighteen was stolen?

She's the daughter of a former Juggernaut?

What is the relationship between the woman in front of her and Jing Peijian?

Many questions crossed their foreheads.

Qi Shushu shook his gaze at Jing Peijian.

"Nonsense!"

Jing Peijian spoke angrily.

"This Sword Saint admires the prestige of the former Sword Saint, and once went to the tomb of the living dead in Zhongnan Mountain to learn swordsmanship."

"In order to show the sincerity of the sword, I have knelt at the foot of the mountain for three days and three nights."

"In the end, he couldn't impress the former Sword Master, so he could only be angry and self-reliant."

"Jing has studied hard for decades, and he got this sword box eighteen by chance."

"You also have an iron sword on you, and you said that the daughter of your former sword saint must be his sword box."

"Why did you frame the old man?"

"I've never met you, so why should I tell you?"

Jing Peijian is righteous and righteous, but he is clever and clever.

No one knows the inside story better than Chunni.

Jing Peijian studied swordsmanship, and Zhongnanshan did not have the rule of kneeling for three days and three nights.

He started to enter the sect as a disciple of an outer sect, but because he didn't have the opportunity to get close to the current Sword Saint, he curvy to save the country and approach the daughter of the Sword Saint, which is now Chunni.

The spring mud that has never walked out of Zhongnan Mountain, simple and kind, was deceived by Jing Peijian's rhetoric and bitter tricks.

Chunni begged his father to accept Jing Peijian as a personal disciple.

After that, Jing Peijian and Chunni got married.

On that night sixteen years ago, the former Sword Saint died of illness, and Jing Peijian never wore filial piety clothes in front of his father-in-law, and escaped from Zhongnan Mountain overnight.

took away the eighteenth sword box and took away the peerless sword spectrum of Zhongnan Mountain.

Only one letter was left to Chunni.

letter.

He continued to talk and coax Chunni.

said that he came out with a family feud, and the enemy found out his whereabouts.

He didn't want to be involved in Zhongnanshan, he wanted to practice peerless skills, and then come to find Chunni after avenging his family.

This walk, sixteen years.

Wait, spring mud has been waiting until today!

What's even more infuriating is that until Zhongnan Mountain was completely turned into a ruin, Jing Peijian did not appear.

Later, Chunni and Tulong became brothers and sisters, and Tulong found out about the Nanshan disaster at the end of the year.

It turned out that it was Jing Peijian who single-handedly destroyed the land of the Sword Sect of Zhongnan Mountain.

He wants to keep the secret of the eighteenth sword box alive, and he wants to replace the former sword master and become the current sword master.

He did it!

With a sword box of eighteen on his back, even if he took out seventeen swords, he was only one sword away from eighteen swords, and he could still laugh at the heroes.

The head of a division, the leader of a league!

In the whole world, who dares to say that he is a sword saint who is not a word?

Now, he wants to be a good king.

When an army of 500,000 is gathered, he is a well-deserved prince!

"It's really as clever as ever!"

"You stole the eighteenth sword case, but you can only produce seventeen swords."

"But you don't know that in this life, you can only produce seventeen swords."

Chunni sneered.

This time, no tears, no sentimentality!

Some just have endless disdain for Jing Peijian.

The sword box is eighteen, and only seventeen swords can be produced in this life.

This is a shame and humiliation for the current Sword Saint, and it is a shadow that will never go away!

Sixteen years of negative people, young girls until they cut their hair to become a nun.

Only one sentence becomes a panoramic sword.

You deserve to only have seventeen swords!