"What about the seventeen swords?"

Jing Peijian snorted coldly.

In his heart, he, the old fox, must have captured the key point from Chunni's words.

This means that Chunni knows the trick of unleashing the eighteenth sword!

At this time, Jing Peijian's heart had already blossomed.

The appearance of spring mud was something Jing Peijian did not expect.

He was very deep in the city, and he denied the past with a few words, and completely chose himself and the former Sword Saint.

Then, Chunni took the initiative to send it to the door, and also carried the secret about the eighteenth sword.

really gave Jing Peijian a big "surprise".

After stealing this sword box, Jing Peijian relied on the sword path he learned from the former sword saint, and was assisted by the peerless sword book.

He unleashed sword after sword from the sword case.

For more than ten years, he kept improving, until he was able to control the seventeen sharp swords in the sword box.

However, he never expected that in the end, the eighteenth sword became his inner demon.

He thought about it day and night, his brain cells were all used up, and he still didn't have the ability to release the eighteenth sword.

To this day, I have never thought that the ultimate mystery of the eighteenth sword box is about to be solved.

The daughter of the former Sword Saint took the initiative to send it to the door!

Mo said that Jing Peijian didn't have a heart for Chunni back then, everything was a scene.

What if you have moved your heart?

Lao Tzu is the one who wants to be a virtuous king!

Just a woman, the sword saint of the world, lack of women?

Even if Jing Peijian first married his wife Qiao Qin, that is, Jing Hua's mother.

Later, he went to Zhongnan Mountain to learn kendo, and in order to get the eighteenth sword box and the peerless sword spectrum, he still worshiped Chunni and became a parent.

What's more, in the Martial Arts Division, how many beautiful female disciples are waiting for him to be pampered.

The spring mud in front of him, in Jing Peijian's eyes, has never had the word love.

What's the point of killing her?

"Even if I can't use the eighteenth sword, I'm still the sword saint of the world."

Jing Peijian was full of disdain.

"Lao Tzu will use seventeen swords to cut you off an inch of grass."

"Don't say that you are the daughter of the former Sword Saint, he is a sea refining master, and he has to kneel in front of Lao Tzu."

"Don't believe it, you see......"

Jing Peijian shook his robe and pointed in the direction of the river.

This finger is a sword qi, and it is also a sword light.

After this finger, a column of water exploded in the center of the vast river.

The waves are rising and surging out.

Roar......

Boom......

Roar Roar Roar ......

Knock knock knock......

The 200,000 black-clothed iron army took the lead and plunged into the river densely.

The silver warships are neatly approached and displayed in the river.

The yards are neat, one after the other.

The Iron Army in Black, casting chainmail warships.

200,000 horses are lined up from one end of the river to the other, extending infinitely.

A few meters away, but it is connected into a magnificent battlefield of black and silver.

A row of more than 20,000 meters, carrying 20,000 black-clothed iron troops.

200,000 black-clothed soldiers and horses are twenty heroic black and silver alternate landscapes.

These twenty rows of warships alone cover most of the river.

After that, the Sequoia Iron Rider brought by the prince of Yandong.

They spread out blood lines, red boats and red armor, and blood stained half the sky.

400,000 horses, sinking soldiers and rivers.

Just waiting for Jing Peijian to give an order, they slaughtered an entire city.

Another 100,000 monks, the gray warband of the Martial Arts Division.

They poured in from all the streets of Jiangcheng, and their troops were divided into ten routes.

All the way, 10,000 monks, holding high the red banner of the Martial Arts Division, marched neatly, shouting loud slogans.

is gathering at the Jing family's mansion under black pressure!

At this glance, it looks like an army of ants coming to nibble at its prey.

Ten roads and horses, ten streets, all directions poured in.

Only ten minutes passed, and the Jing family's mansion was surrounded by ten floors inside and out.

10,000 monks on the first floor, and a red flag on the first floor.

500,000 horses, all gone.

Waterways, 400,000, black-clothed iron army and redwood iron cavalry.

City streets, 100,000 monks.

If you do your best, you will not escape!

In the eyes of Jing Peijian and the others, even if you, Qin Chuge, mobilized 100,000 elite soldiers of the Sea Refining Division.

Under the pressure of 400,000 soldiers and horses, your 100,000 elite soldiers don't even dare to risk their heads!

Indeed, as they prophesied.

Qin Chuge's soldiers and horses didn't show a single hair.

They're watching these 400,000 horses underwater and doing something cool!

After the appearance of 500,000 horses, black clouds covered the sky over the entire Jiangcheng.

On the Shenglong Platform under the black clouds, the faces of Jing Peijian and the others were filled with mocking and contemptuous smiles.

"I heard that the commander of the Sea Refining Division has 100,000 elite soldiers, all of whom are brave and good at fighting."

"The old man especially wants to appreciate their demeanor!"

"Please Qin Shuai to do it!"

Jing Peijian hugged his fist at Qin Chuge.

After that, the people behind him burst into laughter.

"Do you want King Du Xian to carry the coffins of your parents?"

"Foolish dreams!"

Du Shenglin stretched out his hand and pointed at Qin Chuge, and scolded angrily: "The surname Qin, return my pure life!" ”

"I, Du Shenglin, swear to the sky, I will not crush your bones and ashes today, and I will not be a human being!"

"As you wish, crushing your bones and scattering ashes is your fate."

Qin Chuge stretched his white gloves and took a step forward.

"Shitai, the sword box of the former Sword Saint, Ben Shuai will personally help you get it back."

"Sixteen years of grievances, settled today!"

"Please wait to catch the sword!"

Qin Chuge opened his mouth towards Chunni.

Swish......

Chunni unloaded the black iron sword from her back.

"The last sword, leave it to me to chop!"

After a sentence, Chunni retreated and handed over the control of the field to Qin Chuge.

Whether it is Chunni or Dragon Slaying and others, they all deeply understand that today's protagonist is Qin Chuge.

They come to the platform, they don't fight or grab.

From the moment you enter the door, you have already indicated your intention.

Each has its own opponent!

Once the war starts, the decisive battle will be divided into life and death!

"Yao Fan listened to the order and asked the twenty-seven people to enter the venue to carry the coffin!"

Qin Chuge raised his hand and did not turn around, but directly ordered Yao Fan, who was waiting outside the mansion.

"Order!"

Yao Fan responded, even though he was surrounded by 100,000 monks, he was still fearless.

Removing the walkie-talkie on his chest, Yao Fan shouted loudly.

"Push sideways!"

"Qin Shuai has an order......

"On the anniversary, Zhou Xiaoai entered the scene to carry the coffin!"

"Shen Rulong, Xu Guangyi, Zhang Tao, Duan Mingde, Zhao Dong, Chen Shan and other heirs, enter the scene to carry the coffin!"

"Twenty-seven, all sent in!"

"If there are blockers along the way, shoot and kill!"

Commands are passed through the intercom.

Of these twenty-seven people, except for Nian Hua's father and daughter, the other six were all secretly killed by Chen Yaodong later.

But their children are still alive.

A few days before the Qingming Festival, Qin Chuge let them gather.

"You dare!"

"100,000 monks are here, don't even think of flies flying in!"

"You're looking for death!"

100,000 monks showed their weapons one after another, 50,000 turned around, and 50,000 besieged Yao Fan, more than 18,000 men and horses.

"I dare!"

Wan Triumphant, the old general of the Sea Refining Division, lifted a vast giant hammer and jumped up.

He is a veteran of the Pioneer Warband of the Sea Refining Division.

Vanguard Warband, the head of the Nine Warbands.

Every soldier, whether retired or in service, has no fear in his bones.

A giant hammer lifted the sky and smashed down, and Wan Triumph pressed a group of monks.