Chapter Ninety-Nine: Heavenly Sword Gate's Decision! Taniguchi fights!
Chapter Ninety-Nine: Heavenly Sword Gate's Decision! Taniguchi fights!
The main hall of the Heavenly Sword Gate is resplendent in gold, and the abundant aura is full of signs of liquefaction.
Dozens of old men with powerful breaths sat in the void, their bodies flowing with a faint glow.
I couldn't see my face clearly, it was just a blur, and my body shape was a little illusory.
Most of the old man's true body was not here, but a divine thought left in the Heavenly Sword Gate.
Dividing divine thoughts, this is a means that only a demi-saint-level powerhouse can use.
Because of the suddenness of the incident, the real body did not have time to arrive, so he could only communicate with his divine thoughts.
The deep voice echoed in the main hall, with endless majesty, and people couldn't help but have the urge to bow and worship.
"There has been a drastic change in Yin Wind Valley, I heard that other sects have organized people to set off, and our Heavenly Sword Sect can't be left behind!"
"That's right, that Yin Wind Valley has a lot to do with our Heavenly Sword Sect, and according to the ancient books of the sect, the Sword Emperor inheritance is in the Yin Wind Valley."
"If you can get the inheritance of the Sword Emperor, you will definitely be able to sit firmly in the first sect in the Northern Regions."
"The ancestor also told me that the inheritance is very important, if you can understand the mystery, you will be sure to break through to the realm of the Battle Saint."
When the other elders heard this, they couldn't help but perk up, and the aura around them fluctuated violently.
Among the three major sects, there are no powerhouses at the Battle Saint level.
If there is a War Saint in the Heavenly Sword Gate, the current situation will definitely be broken, and the unification of the entire Northern Regions is just around the corner.
"This Sword Emperor inheritance is bound to be won, Ruxue, you personally lead the team to go this time."
"Hehe, now that you have broken through the realm of the third turn, I think that among the young generation in this Northern Regions, no one will be your opponent."
"The old immortals of other sects are afraid that they won't be cheeky to attack you."
"Recently, the people of the Sword Sect and the Yellow Maple Valley are about to move, and they want to provoke the majesty of our Heavenly Sword Sect, you should go and beat it well."
A middle-aged man in a green robe on the main seat looked down at the slim figure standing in the main hall, and said in a gentle tone.
The elders nodded approvingly.
At such an age, he has the cultivation of three and a half saints, which can be said to have broken the record of thousands of years in the Northern Regions.
It was only a matter of time before he became a war saint.
This time I will not send a strong person above the fifth and a half saints to Yinfeng Valley, and it will mainly rely on the disciples under the sect to compete, which is the tacit understanding formed by the three major sects from before.
The demi-saints of the fifth turn and above are already the top combat power of the sect, and they will not be easy to use.
Every loss shakes the foundation.
Ji Ruxue, who is wearing a white dress, has a dusty temperament, like a fairy who does not eat fireworks in the world.
The beautiful eyes were shining, with an inexplicable rhyme in her gestures, and a fierce sword aura that was not released.
"The disciple received the order, if you go to Yin Wind Valley, you will definitely bring the Sword Emperor inheritance back to the sect!"
The ethereal voice, like a pearl falling on a jade plate, is crisp and pleasant.
Loud and convincing.
These demi-saint-level powerhouses nodded with satisfaction, and their slightly illusory figures slowly disappeared into the main hall.
As Ji Ruxue walked out of the main hall, the entire Heavenly Sword Sect began to get busy, preparing for this trip to Yin Wind Valley.
The news of the abnormal change in Yin Wind Valley quickly reached Qin Changgeng's ears through the Qin family's powerful intelligence.
Qin Changgeng made a decision immediately, and without waiting for Mo Lao to come out of retreat, he rushed to Yinfeng Valley with the gentle moon, the wind blowing the snow, Yun Yun and some Qin family masters.
He had been planning for the inheritance of the Sword Emperor for a long time, and he must not allow others to take the lead and sabotage his own plans.
Anyone who tries to stand in his way will only turn into dry bones.
When Qin Changgeng arrived outside the Yin Wind Valley, he found that there were already many martial artists gathered here.
There are many masters at the Battle Venerable level in it, as well as a few demi-saints, and the momentum is quite huge.
Qin Changgeng still underestimated a little, the attraction of Yin Wind Valley to martial artists, he didn't expect so many people to come in such a short period of time.
It seems that the news of the inheritance of the Sword Emperor and the Sword Emperor here is no longer a secret, and it is very likely that it has been leaked out.
It can be expected that when the time comes to fight for the inheritance, there will definitely be a fierce battle.
Seeing so many people, Yun Yun's pretty face was also a little dignified.
"Chang Geng, this time I came here to keep a low profile, first preserve my strength and then win the inheritance in one fell swoop."
Regarding Yun Yun's suggestion, Qin Changgeng was noncommittal, but his eyes looked at Taniguchi and sighed helplessly.
"Ben Shao also wants to keep a low profile, but someone is blocking the way, and Ben Shao is not allowed to keep a low profile!"
Following Qin Changgeng's gaze, Yun Yun's brows furrowed slightly.
There are dozens of disciples of Huang Feng Valley at the mouth of the valley, blocking the mouth of the valley tightly, and the dissatisfied shouts of those warriors can be heard from a distance.
"You Yellow Maple Valley are acting too domineering, and this Yin Wind Valley is not yours, why don't you let us in?"
"Yes, why!"
"Get out of the way, we have to go in, and everyone has the opportunity inside according to their ability."
In the face of the behemoth of the Northern Regions like Huang Feng Valley, the warriors were also very jealous, but they did not hesitate to offend Huang Feng Valley for the sake of the heavenly treasures inside.
Led by a young man in a blue robe, holding a spear, his eyes were cold.
He is Zhao Aotian, the core disciple of Huang Feng Valley, and has the strength of the early stage of Zhanzun.
In the face of many martial artists, Zhao Aotian's attitude was still tough, leaving no room for anything.
"Just because we are Yellow Maple Valley!"
"Although this Yin Wind Valley did not belong to us before, from today onwards, it will belong to our Yellow Maple Valley's sphere of influence."
"If you don't want to die, get out of here!"
With a shake of the spear, it stabbed a deep pit in the ground, instantly shocking many people.
Everyone's eyes flickered, but they did not retreat, and stood in place.
They all want to wait for the opportunity to see if they can fish in troubled waters.
When Qin Changgeng saw the people in Huang Fenggu, the corners of his mouth turned up slightly, it was really not that the enemies did not get together.
I didn't expect to run into it so soon.
Since it is an enemy, it is impossible to act in a low-key manner, and it is necessary to do it when it is time to do it.
"What about Yellow Maple Valley? Ben Shao can enter as much as he wants, and he doesn't need the consent of your Yellow Maple Valley at all. ”
A faint voice came, instantly attracting everyone's attention.
Everyone was curious about who the stunned Qing who said this sentence was.
Walking slowly towards the valley mouth, where Qin Changgeng passed, the warriors all consciously gave way to it.
Seeing that there were quite a lot of people on Qin Changgeng's side, he couldn't wait for the two sides to fight immediately, so that he could also take the opportunity to enter the valley.
Walking to the mouth of the valley and standing still, Qin Changgeng carried his hands behind his back, and the moon was gentle and the wind blew the snow, each holding a sword and accompanying him.
Followed by many masters of the Qin family, they were mighty, and they overwhelmed Huang Feng Valley in terms of momentum.