There is a sea in the east of the Central Plains, which is called the East China Sea, and there is a country on the sea, which is called the defense of the country.

There is an independent island in the sea area of the southerly direction of the country, there is a fog shrouded all the year round, if someone can pass through the fog, land on the island, you will find that the island is surrounded by large and small sword weapons, from the current style to the ancient sword thousands of years ago, there is everything, at a glance, densely packed, I am afraid that there are as many as a million, this is the holy place in the minds of the people of the country, Biyou Island. At the same time, it is also the retreat place of Shangguan Xianchen, the sect master of the Sword Sect.

A young man in a black and white robe carried a flat boat through the layers of fog, landed on the island, and walked around one sword formation after another.

Gongsun Zhongmou looked at a long sword that was inserted into the ground like a tombstone, although it was not the first time he had seen it, but his heart was still shaking, and he accidentally took a wrong step, and as a result, the long sword all over the ground trembled and screamed in an instant, and countless sword qi were wanton and horizontal, and the sword qi was strong. Gongsun Zhongmou's face changed slightly, and he hurriedly retracted his steps and returned to his original route.

After walking for about half an hour, Gongsun Zhongmou came to a towering mountain in the center of the island that was as steep as a sword, and saluted the high mountain: "Disciple to meet the master. ”

A flat voice came from the mountain, "Excuse me, how are the affairs of the sect?"

Gongsun Zhongmou stood up and said slowly, "There are a few elders to assist the disciples, everything is fine." ”

The voice hummed softly, and the next moment, Gongsun Zhongmou only felt that there was a white expanse in front of him, and when he came back to his senses, he had already come to the belly of the mountain.

The belly of the mountain is hollow, and below it is the dark red hot magma, and a middle-aged man with white hair is sitting cross-legged on the edge of the cliff, facing the magma below the cliff, with his back to Gongsun Zhongmou.

The belly of the mountain is not as full of swords as outside the mountain, but in terms of sword qi alone, it is even better, Gongsun Zhongmou looked at the man not far in front of him with awe, and lowered his eyebrows more and more.

After all, the person in front of him is the great sword immortal Shangguan Xianchen in the cultivation world, who is known as holding a three-foot Qingfeng in his hand and standing alone in the world.

The man sat dry, never turned around, and said softly: "When I was young, I was very competitive and fierce, and as soon as I was born, I slashed four free immortals, there are Taoist sects, there are Buddhist sects, and there are demon sects, but it is also in response to an old saying, there are people outside the world, there are heavens outside the sky, I acted so wantonly, and finally led to a master who was only a line away from the so-called heavenly immortal realm of the Daomen, I asked the man for a sword, and the man gave me a sword, sometimes the victory or defeat is only a sword. ”

You must know that in today's cultivation world, there is one thing that is recognized, that is, Shangguan Xianchen may not be the highest in the realm, but in terms of combat power, there is definitely no one in the world who can control it. The Sword Sect can rank first among the nine streams, and it can even be on an equal footing with the three Dao Buddhas and Demons above it, and it has to be said that they all relied on the catastrophe in the cultivation world set off by Shangguan Xianchen twenty years ago.

Shangguan Xianchen has only been walking in the cultivation world for three years, but he has killed the bloody wind and rain in the cultivation world, and there is no more free immortal in the world, and there is no master of heaven and man to set foot in the world, and there are two free immortals who died in the hands of Shangguan Xianchen in a single fight, and it is precisely because of this that there was a later Wuchen real person who joined forces with the other two free immortals to besiege Shangguan Xianchen. And in this battle, Shangguan Xianchen still killed two people and severely injured one person in the case of one enemy and three, so that Shangguan Xianchen truly created the name of the first person in the world.

As for later, it was as rumored in the cultivation world that the previous generation of the sect master of the Sword Sect sat down, and Shangguan Xianchen, who was on a killing spree, had to withdraw his hand and return to the position of the successor sect master of the Sword Sect, and since then he has cultivated himself and has never been born again.

As for the battle in Shangguan Xianchen's mouth, there was no rumor in the cultivation world, as if it didn't exist at all.

Gongsun Zhongmou stood respectfully and listened to the master's words.

Shangguan Xianchen said calmly: "That sword, I lost." So I promised the man three things, the first thing was to let me help him kill someone, the second thing was to let me go to the northwest with him once, and the third thing was to let me draw the ground in prison for twenty years. Now that twenty years have passed, this cage has dispersed. ”

Gongsun Zhongmou's face changed slightly, and only then did he notice that there was a circle drawn on the ground with sword marks around the place where his master was sitting, and the Great Sword Immortal Shangguan Xianchen that the world said had actually been sitting in this circle for twenty years! At this moment, this circle was dissipating at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Gongsun Zhongmou said: "Congratulations on the birth of the master. ”

Shangguan Xianchen smiled and said: "I have been suppressed by others for twenty years, what is there to be happy about, I went out this time, first, at the invitation of others, and secondly, I want to meet that person for a while, to see if he can suppress me for twenty years as he did back then." ”

Gongsun Zhongmou asked softly, "Dare to ask Master, who is that person?"

Shangguan Xianchen didn't answer, but said indifferently: "It doesn't matter who it is, you just need to know that with the long sword in hand, it doesn't matter if he is an immortal or a heavenly demon, but the matter of a sword, the affairs of the world, are just a matter of a sword." ”

Gongsun Zhongmou said in a low voice: "The disciple is taught. ”

Shangguan Xianchen said calmly: "In the past twenty years, I have forged one sword and refined ten million swords. ”

As soon as Shangguan Xianchen stretched out his hand, nearly a million sword weapons on the entire Biyou Island trembled and roared softly, and tens of thousands of sword qi rushed into the sky, converging into a single force, and the anger shot the bull.

Immediately after, nearly 10,000 long swords rose from the ground, all suspended in the sky.

In the belly of the mountain, Shangguan Xianchen, dressed in a white robe and full of white hair, stood up and looked up at the sky through the crater.

Gongsun Zhongmou also looked at the sky, unable to hide his shock.

This is the real Sword Immortal!

Millions of edges go straight to the Nine Heavens.

Shangguan Xianchen turned his back to Gongsun Zhongmou, and finally said: "After I leave, you will hold the order of my sect master and act as the sect master, and no matter the elders and disciples in the sect, they are not allowed to move. ”

Gongsun Zhongmou bowed his head deeply and said, "The disciple obeys the orders of the master. ”

Shangguan Xianchen jumped up, flew out of the mountainside in an instant, and stood above the canopy.

The canopy of thousands of miles was cut out of countless vertical and horizontal ravines in an instant.

Sword Qi! Flying Sword!

More than 10,000 long swords were wrapped in the mighty sword qi and intertwined in the air, cutting a canopy to pieces.

The middle finger of Shangguan Xianchen's right hand is a sword finger, a distant finger.

The tip of the thousands of flying swords instantly pointed to the west, and then thousands of flying swords converged layer by layer, turning into a "sword dragon", Shangguan Xianchen stopped on the dragon's head, and the sword dragon circled Biyou Island for a week, roaring out to sea!

At this moment, whether it was the fishermen at sea, the ordinary people who defended the country, or even the disciples of the Sword Sect, they all watched in shock as the mighty stegosaurus flying over their heads without its head and tail flew overhead.

Gongsun Zhongmou also jumped out of the belly of the mountain, stood on the top of the mountain, and said deeply to the back of the master: "Disciple Gongsun Zhongmou, send off the master!"

With the whistling sound of sword qi, a cold voice resounded in the sky.

"Twenty years, the three-foot green edge is in hand, and it should be rampant in the world. ”