Cai Wenzhao is another dodge, after all, the gap between him and Xiahou Ba's current realm is too big, even if he has been injured by Jiang Wei, he is still too much stronger than himself in terms of strength and speed. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

"Boom!"

Another cloud of dust rolled up!

Xiahou Ba made it clear that he wanted to fight hard with himself, and if he dodged like this, he would die of exhaustion sooner or later.

"Fight. Just when Cai Wenzhao used the power of his whole body, ready to summon Fang Tian's halberd again, and fight to the death.

A giant sword full of blood-colored lines suddenly came, colliding with the overlord.

I heard a heavy sound like the roar of a bell and drum resounding in the air, and the sound of explosion in the air sounded, and the blood-colored sword flew out like a paper kite with a broken thread.

As for Xiahou Ba, his arms trembled, the tiger's mouth collapsed, and the whole body staggered back dozens of steps before he could stabilize his body.

Along the way, a series of footprints were left.

And the Jizo sword covered with demonic patterns slowly hung in the air and flew into Pu Yuan's hand.

Pu Yuan fell from the sky in a dashing manner, and the moment his feet landed, he slashed out the giant sword in his hand again, and a blood-colored sword slashed towards the two figures, one gold and one green!

Wherever the sword passed, the stones on the ground broke inch by inch, and a stream of rubble rose high with smoke and dust.

Jiang Wei and Deng Ai, who collided with each other again, just took advantage of this huge force and retreated one after another.

Pu Yuan's sword slashed right at the intersection of the two people's qi, perfectly separating the two.

When the smoke and dust cleared, I saw that Jiang Wei had many more wounds on his body, and even his clothes were torn in some places, and his skin and flesh were turned out.

On the other side, Deng Ai was also disheveled and out of breath, but at least he was not so embarrassed.

Obviously, with the huge advantage of waiting for work, if Pu Yuan doesn't make a move, the final result will be Jiang Wei's defeat.

If it was all at its peak, with the eight doors in hand, Jiang Wei would not necessarily be weak to Deng Ai.

After being forcibly separated, Deng Ai's face was ugly, and he naturally understood that he had lost the best opportunity to get rid of Jiang Wei.

After thousands of calculations, he missed the variable of Cai Wenzhao, and now looking at being forced into a dilemma by Xiahou Ba, Deng Ai was frustrated.

"This Cai Wenzhao is really hateful, even I have been deceived. "Thinking that Fang Cai himself was deceived by Cai Wenzhao's mysterious acting skills, Deng Ai was as disgusting as eating a fly.

At this moment, he made up his mind in his heart, and when he had the next opportunity, he would kill Cai Wenzhao as soon as possible, such a mental character would definitely not allow him to grow up.

At this time, Pu Yuan finally spoke.

Looking at the two sides of life and death, he said in a deep voice: "Let's use your ruthlessness in the next furnace ceremony, if you want to compete for the next opportunity." From now on, it is forbidden to fight in the sword furnace!"

Deng Ai raised his eyebrows and looked at Pu Yuan: "If I'm not mistaken, there has never been such a rule in this sword furnace, right?"

"If I say yes, I am. There wasn't before, so from now on, there is!" Pu Yuan raised his red eyebrows, looked down at Deng Ai and the others domineeringly, and carried the Jizo sword to his shoulder.

"Good, good. Deng Ai stared at Pu Yuan with gloomy eyes, coldly spit out these words, and swept towards Cai Wenzhao and the others, and the murderous intent in his eyes was not concealed at all.

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The ancient trees are shady, the shrubs are patchy, walking on the path, it is extremely quiet, and the more you go inside, the more quiet it seems.

The sound of heavy footsteps, stepping on the fallen leaves and dead branches, made a gurgling sound.

Under the leadership of Pu Yuan, the two teams, one in front of the other, walked distinctly.

It's just that, at this moment, everyone has a sense of tension in their hearts.

Walking at the foot of the mountain, looking up at the surrounding scenery, looking at the green hills that are getting closer and closer in the distance, but still not very distinct, the mood becomes more and more nervous.

At the end of the trail was a stone gate, and the procession stopped in front of it.

The two disciples of the sword furnace are in charge of the matters of this opening ceremony and monument. All the scholars were forbidden to talk to each other.

One by one, they waited in line.

It didn't take long for the stone gate to open slowly, and the scholars felt a slight vibration sound from the ground, and their hearts trembled.

Just a slight opening and closing caused the ground to shake.

A stone gate is like this, so how magical should the sword mound inside and the sword tablet be!

With that low sound, the heavy stone gate was completely opened, and the green hill was completely displayed in everyone's field of vision.

The sword mound, the sword monument, and the legend about Ou Yezi appeared in everyone's eyes like this.

Mounds, tombs, burials.

The stele is engraved with words to commemorate the cause and the stone of meritorious service.

The Sword Mound is a place where countless sword fetuses, sword weapons, sword intent, and everything related to swords are buried.

The sword mound is really like a tomb group, the whole green hill layout is square, and there are countless pines and cypresses on it, those pines and cypresses also have a history of thousands of years, all of them rise to the sky, covering all the light, so standing under the green hills, the cold is forested.

Because of the cover of these pine and cypress giant trees, the scholars couldn't see the legendary sword mounds and the stone tablets in front of the mounds for a while.

But everyone knows that their fate is here, on the sword monument, in the sword mound.

Above Shinto, it became unusually quiet, and everyone's faces showed a look of awe and eagerness.

And at this moment, Cai Wenzhao's mood was extremely complicated, because at this moment, the purple qi appeared in his eyes, and at a glance, on this kind of green hill, he saw countless essences, including red, black, and seventeen with purple and gold qi, panicking like the sun, others were still looking forward to it, Cai Wenzhao had an unobstructed view.

It's just that, compared to the Qingqiu group of tombs, Cai Wenzhao is even more shocked by the Shinto under his feet, which is now covered by pine needles and fallen leaves, and even all kinds of grass and stones, which is extremely inconspicuous.

But at his feet, Cai Wenzhao also felt an inexplicable sense of awe, a strange aura.

Since the Spring and Autumn Period, the princes have fought for hegemony, the dynasties have changed, the emperors have changed hands, whether it is a continuous war or a peaceful and prosperous era, the sword furnace has been so quiet and quiet, regardless of the existence of the world.

This is where the sword originated and where it was buried.

For thousands of years, I don't know how many talented young people left with famous swords from the sword furnace, and became famous all over the world by relying on famous swords and the sword scriptures among famous swords.

I don't know how many swords are buried in the sword mound with the merits of their masters, and they are all dusted with the cheats of the exercises.

As the saying goes, the spearman is the king of a hundred soldiers, the halberd, and the tyrant of a hundred soldiers, and the sword is the king of a hundred soldiers, and it is the weapon of the royal road.

It is also incarnated with etiquette and the majesty of the emperor.

Qingqiu Sword Shrine is the dream place of martial artists all over the world.

Once upon a time, it is said that the sword furnace is open, anyone can enter the sword mound to view the monument, smell the sword, every day the sword furnace is overcrowded, Qingqiu is covered by a sea of people.