Chapter 1: Qin Jian
Shout!
A snow-white sword light swept through the sky, slashing straight at it with a fierce sword aura.
Bite!
The sound of gold and iron resounded in the sky, and a long sword wrapped in Qingmang blocked it below, and Qingmang swallowed and sliced the void apart.
With a flip of his wrist, the Qingmang long sword stabbed upwards diagonally at an incredible angle, and the snow-white sword light swept downward, resisting the Qingmang.
Sou!
The owner of the Qingmang Sword stretched out his slender palm, put his fingers together, and a crimson light burst out from his fingers and fell in the snow-white sword light.
Knock knock!
The owner of the snow-white sword light couldn't help but take a few steps back, and the long sword in his hand couldn't help but let go of his hand and fell to the ground, making a crisp sound.
Wow!
The eyes of everyone around looked at the two of them in amazement, and they couldn't help but sigh in their hearts.
The master of the Qingmang Sword held the long sword back, arched his hand forward, and said, "Offended." The voice is neither light nor heavy, not hurried or slow.
"Senior Brother Qin, thank you for your mercy." The owner of the snow-white sword smiled brightly, and there was still a trace of ruddy on his fair and smooth face.
The man named Senior Brother Qin raised his head, his black hair was shawl, there was a faint smile on his handsome face like jade, his eyes were like swords, his temperament was sharp, and the eyes of many beautiful girls in the audience were rippling.
An old man in gray suddenly appeared on the stage, and said in a loud voice: "This time the sect competition, the winner", paused, and then said: "Qin Jian!"
As soon as the words fell, there was an earth-shattering sound from the audience, laughter, cheers, exclamations, and praises, all of which were endless, but this still couldn't interrupt Qin Jian's faint laughter on the stage.
Qin Jian bowed to the elder, and the slender and upright figure turned around and walked off the stage without hurrying, he still had a faint smile on his face, but this still couldn't stop his fierce momentum.
The young men and girls in the audience stared at the tall figure slowly approaching them, even though there was a lot of respect in their hearts, but they didn't dare to get too close.
Everyone couldn't help but flash a path for him, Qin Jian's eyelids drooped slightly, and he walked through it without the slightest wave.
Countless Dao Dao or envy, jealousy, or respectful gaze all cast on the back of the Dao that was gradually moving away.
As the figure disappeared, the people behind began to whisper.
"Is this Qin Jian, the first person under the Holy Son of the Heavenly Sword Sect?"
"It should be, but this man is so young."
"Young is young, but this cultivation is real, it is estimated that it should be the first person of the young generation in Jianzhou this day, right?"
"Well, it is estimated that Qingzhou Li Ziyi is not his opponent."
"Even if he is not famous in the entire continent now, he is destined to take on the great responsibility of the Heavenly Sword Sect and even the Heavenly Sword Prefecture."
"That's not it, this Heavenly Sword Sect's Qin Jian is known as the genius of the Heavenly Sword Sect once in ten thousand years, born with nine veins, this sect can be extremely attentive to him."
"That's for sure, if it's in my Heavenly Axe Mansion, I'm definitely more precious than this Heavenly Sword Sect."
"Cut..."Everyone looked at the sturdy man who claimed to be the Heavenly Axe Mansion, and their eyes couldn't help but show disdain.
"What are you looking at, huh?!" The big man's face was a little unbearable, and he shouted angrily at the people around him.
Everyone knew that the people in the Heavenly Axe Mansion were all tendons in their brains, and they couldn't be reasonable, so they simply turned their heads and ignored him.
The big man touched his nose a little stupidly, and quieted down.
All the elders in the elder table stroked their long beards with their hands on their faces, and they couldn't stop nodding their heads, and their hearts were extremely satisfied.
The dimly lit hall is flickering with candles, flickering and bright.
On the originally empty hall, there are now several figures sitting in it.
These figures were shrouded in gray mist, and in the midst of the mist, the space was distorted, and the incomparable coercion enveloped the entire hall.
The entire hall was silent, and those figures were like gods and demons when the world was opened, terrifying and extremely powerful.
"Hmm... The Nine Xuan Veins are really extraordinary. A figure in the last seat shuddered, and a hoarse voice came from the gray mist.
"Yes, these eight veins are not enough to see in front of him..."One of the figures said.
"Hehe..."A shrill hoarse voice came from another figure obscured by the black mist, and said in a contemptuous tone: "It's just the Nine Veins, not to mention the whole world, just this continent, there are several Nine Veins Mystics of his generation." ”
Xuanzhi is the name given to the cultivators of this world.
When the words fell, the hall was deadly silent, and several people understood that what they said was right, although the nine veins were scarce, this did not mean that there were none, and besides, every continent was vast, and there were only hundreds of millions of miles where there were living beings, not to mention that there were many unexplored areas.
"Even so, we are the only one in our Heavenly Sword Sect." The figure at the beginning snorted coldly.
"Hmph, even if the Nine Veins are strong, it doesn't have to be invincible." The figure then sarcastically said.
"It's hard to say that everything is invincible, but someone's descendants will definitely be able to beat him."
"You!"
The coercion in the main hall rose sharply, and a suffocating momentum spread out from the black mist, and the surrounding space was torn apart inch by inch, and the spatial black hole quietly emerged.
The figure in the gray mist was not to be outdone, and a momentum that was not weaker than that in the gray mist emerged, and the entire hall made a creaking sound.
Seeing that the momentum of the two was about to collide, a figure shrouded in chaotic qi in front of everyone stretched out his palm and stroked it gently, and everyone vaguely heard the sound of the sword roaring, and the tense momentum in the hall was suddenly erased by him.
Everyone looked at the figure in shock, and they could suppress the heavens and the earth with a raised hand, and the Great Elder's cultivation took another step.
"Okay, I don't want to care about the affairs between the two of you, but this Qin Jian was specially instructed by the sect master before leaving, and the two of you must not act recklessly." A low, indifferent voice resounded through the hall.
The two figures in the gray mist and the black mist shouted in unison, "Yes, Great Elder. ”
"At the beginning of the era, gods and demons were born, and now the era should be at its peak, and gods and demons are dancing, but now..."
Everyone's eyes were shocked, this, is this still the Great Elder?
At their level, the change of mentality was instantaneous, and the Great Elder recovered in an instant.
"Elder Supreme and Sect Master have been gone for a long time, I don't know what you think?" An indifferent voice came from the figure in front of him again.
Everyone didn't speak for a long time, and then a hoarse voice came from the gray mist.
"I don't know, where did the two sect masters go?"
As soon as the words fell, except for the breath around the Great Elder, which was quite stable, the rest of the clouds of haze shook violently, obviously, the rest of the people were not calm in their hearts.
"None of the things that the two sect masters have done are beyond the reach of people like us to discuss." A deep voice echoed across the hall again.
"Yes!" Everyone was stunned and responded in unison.
After a long time, the light of the candle flame in the hall suddenly disappeared, and the figures were nowhere to be found, and the entire hall returned to dead silence.