Three thousand miles of great sword saints, one sword slashes nine rivers, mountains and rivers!

The sword is the broken iron of the super martial arts master of Jiuchuan Mountain three thousand years ago, weighing three thousand catties.

The person is only a half-step grand master who is only one line away from entering the "Great Sword Saint"!

This sword is in the shape of an ordinary blade, and it is also a "natal elite soldier", except for the original owner, no one in the world can pull it out!

Even the Great Grandmaster and Venerable are now, pulling out the hilt of the sword will also destroy the blade!

At this moment, the prince not only pulled out completely, the blade of the sword was unscathed, but also raised it, quite appreciative.

What's the solution?

Not only the "Great Sword Saint" himself was surprised and inexplicable.

"Ghost Head Tuo" and the four girls were also at a loss for a while.

After a while, the "Great Sword Saint" finally reacted, and said in a hoarse voice: "I'm afraid it's more than one hundred taels!" The old man's sword is not sold! ”

"Then I'll give you ten thousand gold, and sell me as a burning stick, right?"

Xin Zhuo casually pulled the sword flower, looking like a curious boy who didn't know martial arts.

He naturally recognized that this was not an extraordinary sword, and he was afraid that it was the natal elite soldier of the little grandmaster, although he had already entered the half-step little grandmaster, and he could collect the materials of the "natal elite soldier", but he had no clue for the time being, and he would collect a hammer, and it would be good to find the old grandmother at that time.

The "Great Sword Saint" was silent for a moment, knowing that he had missed his mouth, how could the natal elite soldier be measured by money, with the identity of this prince, don't say that it is thousands of gold, that is, fill the entire courtyard with gold, I am afraid that it is not difficult, so I had to change the topic: "Don't sell, you have taken it for a long time, don't you feel tired?"

"It's tiring! Boring! ”

Xin Zhuo inserted the sword back into the hole, clapped his hands, and turned to leave.

Only then did the four girls of Sai Qingzhu react, and with a face full of doubt, they followed away.

"Hahaha......"

The "Ghost Head Tuo" looked up to the sky and laughed, his figure flashed back to the tower gate and sat down, still laughing, "The sword of the Great Sword Saint cannot be pulled out by the world, but it was pulled out by a hairy boy to play, the Great Sword Saint is not called the Great Sword Saint, it is better to call it a blacksmith instead!" ”

The Great Sword Master glanced at him, seemed unwilling to pay attention, closed his eyes, and fell into a state of calm again.

At this moment, an extremely old and even weak voice came from the top of the tower: "How?"

The two of them stood up and saluted, and their expressions were solemn: "The martial realm is not obvious, the power is infinite, you can pull out the natal essence sword, it's a little weird!"

The "Great Sword Saint" arched his hand again and said, "I don't know why he can pull it out, and I ask His Holiness to solve his doubts."

The old man's voice was silent for a long time before he muttered: "Your natal essence sword is not unwielded, the true qi of the divine way can grab ten thousand soldiers in the world!"

"But the prince of the world didn't use half of his true qi, and he couldn't see that he had martial realm cultivation, so where did he get his true qi of the gods?"

"Great Sword Master" is still puzzled.

There was no sound at the top of the tower, quietly, just like the dead silence just now, but the ripples were a little chaotic.

……

Xindra had now walked into a small alley that was slightly shabby, covered with damp spots and sparse moss.

This is extremely abnormal in Jiang Mansion, where every brick, tile, grass and tree is very particular.

He admitted that he was lost, and somehow got around to this ghost place, looked at the deep alleyway ahead, hesitated, and was about to turn back.

The blue-eyed yam behind him flickered his eyes, pursed his lips, and said softly, "You can go out in front of the prince."

"I heard the deceit in your tone, the use of the method is too immature, and it still needs to be practiced."

Xin Zhuo said, ignoring the stunned yam, and really took a step and continued to walk towards the depths of the alley.

Whether it's curiosity itself or curiosity after being excited, it's all curiosity.

The four women behind him glanced at each other, and their faces were already a little solemn and struggling.

The deeper the alley, the more humid it became, and the air exuded a surging cold, which was extremely abnormal in the early summer season.

After another half of the incense, you can already hear the sound of crying and the rattle of chains mopping the floor.

After walking a few steps, the front suddenly opened up, and out of the alleyway, there was a strangely shaped large courtyard in front of it, and the sound of crying and dragging iron chains came from inside, and a cold and resentful atmosphere came to the face.

Xin Zhuo walked to the front of the courtyard, looked up, and saw the word "Wuzhu" written on it.

When I raised my feet and entered the gate, I saw cage-like rooms on both sides that were sealed with rough iron by my arms, and there were faint figures imprisoned in them, and the cries and chains came from these people.

At this moment, when someone came, the crying in the room was gone, followed by a rapid and piercing sound of chains, and the faces of old and young, male and female, poked out.

"Who are you?"

A miserable voice asked.

Sweet potato glanced around, and said in a crisp voice: "The eldest grandson of the contemporary Jiang family, the prince of Xiqin County!"

"Shizi, the old man is wronged, the old man is the general of Lou Lingguo, he has the art of war in his chest, he can lead the troops to fight, it is of great use, let the old man out!"

"Shizi, I, I'm not a demon girl, I can serve you, let me out!"

"Please, I've been locked up for ten years, I know it's wrong, let me go, I must change, I must change!"

……

Dense cries of chirping and begging for mercy filled the eardrums.

Xin Zhuo stopped and listened carefully.

Of course, he could see that this was where the Jiang family was holding prisoners, but he didn't know why there were so many people.

Behind him, sweet potatoes and yams stared at his face, trying to find a trace of pity, forbearance, and the kindness that a young man should have.

No!

Jiang Shizi's face was expressionless, and you couldn't even see that he had the slightest mood swing, even if he was enduring his emotions.

This made the four girls very frustrated!

Xin Zhuo had already taken a step to go deeper, this "black building" was very large, at first it was just a simple cage house, followed by a strangely shaped, well-defended courtyard, and further afield there were attics and caves.

A moment later, he arrived at a courtyard planted with flowers and weeping willows, and he couldn't help but stop again.

In the depths of the oppressive gray iron cage room and the dead silence of the cage, there is suddenly such a place, like a green plant in the dead grass, and it is difficult not to attract attention.

Raised his feet and walked in, but unexpectedly, the four girls of Sai Qingzhu behind him suddenly flashed to the front, stopped him alive, and his face changed a little: "You can't enter here!"

Xin Zhuo chuckled: "What? Why did you stop me when you brought me in? ”

Sideways, about to go around.

"Jiang Yuqing, you can't enter here, if you enter, I'm afraid there will be no one to serve you in the future!"

The fourth girl stopped again, with a hint of nervousness in her indifferent eyes.

Xin Zhuo stopped and thought about it, what kind of character could not be seen by himself, so that the four maids who were full of murderous intent were so nervous?

While he was thinking about it, there was a sudden bang from the opposite door, and then a face poked out of the window, his face was pale and haggard, half of his face was full of bloody scratch marks, and his eyes were satisfied and puzzled.

It's a woman in her thirties, maybe she was pretty originally, but now she looks like a ghost.

"Little brother, who are you?" It was as if she hadn't spoken in a long time, and her voice was as ugly as if she had been squeezed out of a piece of iron.

The faces of the four girls of Sai Qingzhu changed, and the rich Five Elements True Qi fluctuations appeared on their bodies, and they made a gesture to rob the prince and leave.

But seeing that Shizi's face was gloomy, and he even had some murderous intent, he said coldly: "I want to talk to her today, give me a retreat!"

The four girls of Sai Qingzhu hesitated.

Xin Zhuo bypassed the four women who were already looking at the woman at the window: "I'm Jiang Yuqing!"

The woman was stunned for a moment, then her body trembled violently, her face was distorted, her eyes were blood-red, and she stretched out her hand and grabbed it: "Brother, you're back, I'm your eldest sister Jiang Huan!" You listen to me, you must listen to me, the battle of Kunxu Demon fourteen years ago was a trap and a trap, five county kings were killed in battle, twenty-six of Jiang's sisters-in-law were killed in battle, and the corpses of 150,000 Western Qin veterans were all over Kunxu Mountain, and my sister experienced it personally!

They don't allow the Jiang family, grandmother is afraid, you have to be careful, you must protect yourself......"