Volume 1: Young with You Chapter 110 Sword Pavilion Mortal Enemy
"Let ...... go," only one man in black could be heard roaring.
A hidden weapon swept towards the palace gate like a dense network of ants.
"Not good!" Seeing this, Zhou Qi roared angrily, and immediately closed the door with lightning speed, and said to the others, Go to the left, as long as you dodge their secret weapons, they can't bypass us and kill us.
Everyone ran towards the area on the left.
The sound of "da-......" was incessant, all of which were the sound of hidden weapons hitting the door.
"Hiss ......" and some of the hidden weapons penetrated the paper cracks on the wooden door because of their strength, and flew in.
Fortunately, Zhou Qi had already taken everyone to hide in the corner, otherwise they would have lost half of their combat power this time.
As soon as the sound of the hidden weapon fell, before he had time to think about it, there was another shout outside: "Come in!"
At the sound of an order, the two gates at the door were pushed open from the middle.
The two men in black leap forward in a group.
As soon as he entered, he swung his hidden weapon around.
Zhou Qi and the others dodged back, and with their own caution, most of the hidden weapons hit the wall.
The man in black took advantage of this gap to rush in, and after a while, he had already occupied the position of the entrance.
Ning Wei only walked in at this time, glanced at everyone, and chuckled: "What about Su Yu, didn't he hide with you?"
Zhou Qi saw Ning Wei speak up, looked at the people around him, and walked out a little, and replied, "Do you know Su Yu?"
Ning Wei laughed and said, "I don't know, but the people I can't bear to arrest know you." Tsk, help me take care of my white tiger cubs, otherwise, I will want you to live and die today. As he spoke, he covetously looked at the white tiger cub on Lu Lingxi's shoulder.
"Whew" Bai Qi was stared at by Ning Wei, his hair exploded, and he roared in a low voice.
After speaking, his eyes burned as he looked at the nine flying swords in the deepest part of the main hall.
"Hahahaha......" Ning Wei laughed up.
"I really didn't expect it, the Sword Pavilion inheritance is really in the sword pool, and it doesn't take much effort to get it, it's still my father-in-law!" Ning Wei clenched his fists excitedly.
"Wait until I have obtained the Sword Pavilion Inheritance Secret Sword, and then I have obtained the White Tiger Son, hahaha......" Thinking of this, Ning Wei really felt that today's double happiness was all due to that Su Yu, if we met, I really had to thank him.
"Come two people, go forward and try if there will be a sword intent effect. Ning Wei instructed the people around him.
"Wow. Hearing this, the two people beside Ning Wei hugged their fists and walked directly towards the sword.
The two of them walked forward tentatively, and suddenly their bodies froze, and then the two of them were less than two moments apart, and then took a step back.
Then the two of them clasped their fists and replied, "Senior Brother Yuning, there is indeed a sword intent here. ”
Ning Wei heard the sound and a smile was drawn on the corner of his mouth, forcibly suppressing the heat in his heart.
"Sure enough, the righteous father is really clever!" Ning Wei couldn't help but high-five and sighed.
"The four people are guarding the door of the palace, and the others are going to help me take back the young son of the White Tiger, and these people are also trying to be injured and not die, and it is still useful for me to keep it!" Ning Wei's eyes froze, and he said to the black-clothed man beside him.
The dozen or so black-clothed people in front of Ning Wei heard the words and said, "Oh!"
As he spoke, he rushed towards Zhou Qi and the others.
"Lu Ling regrets that you stand back, Tang Li, let's block it!" Zhou Qi's face changed, and he roared angrily, seeing that there was nothing to cover him, he had no choice but to go to the side of the stone pillar and Tang Li
People take a position and protect others behind them.
"Ding Ding Ding" Demon Sect people quickly fought with Zhou Qi and the others.
Fortunately, the place is small, and the people of the Demon Sect can't go around and surround it, otherwise it would really be a turtle in the urn.
At this time, Ning Wei didn't pay attention to Zhou Qi and the others, he slowly pulled out the sword he was carrying from behind him, and a sword as thin as a cicada's wings with a black handle and silver light barely appeared under the refraction of the light one by one.
Ning Wei gently slashed his wrist with the blade of his sword.
Wisps of blood broke through the skin and quickly oozes out, Ning Wei smiled slightly, and muttered to himself: "Fortunately, there is this method, otherwise I don't know what year and month it will be to break through this ninefold sword intent." ”
The blade of the sword was already stained with donated blood.
Ning Wei raised the sword with his left hand, and his right hand continued to slide on the sword.
After a while, a symbol appeared, and if there were people from the Sword Pavilion here, they would recognize it, this was the starting symbol of the sword formation they inherited, and all sword formations began here.
Ning Wei slowly straightened up.
The humming of the sword gradually faded.
Ning Wei's eyes flashed with a longing glint and he took a step forward.
It's okay! No interference, no sword intent!
One more step!
It's still like walking on the ground.
Ning Wei breathed a long sigh of relief, and the excitement in his eyes was almost overflowing.
And Lu Lingxi and the others were also taken aback when they saw Ning Wei walking straight, but now they are all unable to protect themselves, how can they interfere with Ning Wei?
Ning Wei just took one step at a time, taking nine steps in a row, and walked directly in front of the Nine Swords.
Ning Wei suppressed the excitement in his heart, slowly stretched out his hand, and touched a sharp sword that couldn't stop spinning.
"Three"
"Two"
"One"
As soon as the sword was in his hand, a trembling sensation spread from the hilt of the sword in his hand to his wrist, and the vibration of his wrist spread to the depths of his heart.
Ning Wei swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and the blood in his heart was squeezed by the heart in waves and then transported to his limbs, feeling a wave of sour and numb sensations passed back.
The heart is beating faster and faster, as if it is about to jump out of the body.
Ning Wei forcibly suppressed this bloodthirsty desire, and the sword in his left hand cut another bloody mark on his right arm, and then slowly put him into the scabbard behind his back.
Dip your left hand in blood and draw the same symbol on the back of your right hand.
"Buzz Buzz ......" The other eight swords trembled, making a buzzing sound that was even more intense than before.
And the sword in Ning Wei's hand also continued to tremble.
Suddenly, the sharp blade in Ning Wei's hand burst out with dazzling white light, and a burst of sword qi rose into the sky, directly piercing a large hole in the sky above the palace.
The sword qi penetrated the rock layer on the ground, pierced the sword pool, rushed into the sky above the sword pool, and finally bloomed a thousand feet of light above the sky of the sword pool.
"The Breath of the Sword Pavilion ......"
"How is it possible, there are still heirs alive in the Sword Pavilion?......"
In the world outside the sword pool, a slender man was climbing a mountain with a young man who was not tall and had a little baby fat on his face.
"The Sword Pavilion is about to be born again......" The man stood on the top of the mountain, looking at the sword qi rushing into the sky in the distance, his heart moved, and his tone was full of emotion and helplessness.
"Master, what is the Sword Pavilion?" the tall man asked with a puzzled expression.
"By the way, Master, can you not take me to climb the mountain in the future? The man wiped the sweat drops from his face and couldn't help but say a word, his face full of laughter.
The tall man retracted his gaze when he heard the voice, touched the head of the young man who was still a little baby fat on his face with three points of pity, and said, "Sun Chang, do you remember what the master once taught you?"
"The Point Guard Is Here"
"Master, please speak. The young man put away his playful color and said with a straight face.
"There are only three of the nine divine weapons inherited by our division now, aren't you curious where the other six are going?" The man touched Sun Chang's head, and there was a look of remembrance in his eyes.
Sun Chang nodded obediently and did not interrupt silently.
"Those bets are all lost. The man said in a gloomy voice.
"I'll go, are the ancestors so unreliable? I like to gamble more than I do? I also go to gamble on inheritance events, I know that my gambling nature must have been inherited from my master, no wonder I ......" Sun Chang's voice became smaller and smaller.
The slender man couldn't help but knock a chestnut on Sun Chang's head and said, "Can that be the same as you?"
You're a good bet, we have an agreement with the Sword Pavilion every thirty years to compete in swords, and the loser will leave his own saber to motivate himself to refine.
It's just that the more you go to the back, the meaning of the sword changes, and both sides can't help but move the real fire, after all, for our sword cultivation, one less sword with a connected heart will lose a few layers of combat power.
So, since the heirs of the Sword Pavilion are here, you can fight in place of our division.
This is a great honor, and you should cherish it!"
"Disciple is taught, Master, I have a question. Sun Chang rubbed his head that was hurt by his master and said cautiously.
"You say. Whatever Master understands, he knows everything, and he says everything. The man's eyes were full of pampering, in addition to being lazy and gambling, his disciple was still able to carry it in front of the big right and wrong.
"Master, will you die?" asked Sun Chang pitifully.
The man nodded slightly, in order to show his recognition of the disciple, and said: "No, only the winner is divided into victory and defeat, not life and death, I heard my master and your grandfather say before, in fact, we and the Sword Pavilion are originally from the same vein, but the concept has deviated, we pay attention to one sword illusion ten thousand laws, they pay attention to ten thousand swords to return to a formation, everyone has different ideas, but in fact, the essence is good." ”
Sun Chang breathed a sigh of relief, seeing that it was rare for the master to be so happy, and said, "That's good, Master, the disciple still has a question, I don't know whether to ask it or not." ”
The man said with a pleasant face: "You just have to ask with confidence, don't be angry for the teacher." ”
"Master, can I not go? Sun Chang sighed lightly and said.
Sure enough, as soon as he finished speaking, he found that Master's face quickly darkened, and he hurriedly shouted: "Master, you said that you are not angry, and you can't talk about it." Then he turned around and ran.
"I ...... I said not to be angry, but I didn't say I won't punish you......" The man looked at Sun Chang fleeing from his side, and he was not impatient, his right hand was facing where Sun Chang was, he opened his right hand in vain, and shouted in a low voice: "Sleepy." ”
A flying sword instantly appeared on Sun Chang's side, and with a flash of light, three flying swords were conjured, and the light flashed, trapping Sun Chang in it.
Sun Chang snorted lightly: "Master, the disciple is suddenly unwell, go home first." ”
Then he snorted: "Break." A flying sword stretched out from the cuff, and quickly conjured up the other two in front of him, and in an instant, the magic circle built by the slender man seemed to be a water curtain that had been provoked, and Sun Chang jumped out one by one.
The slender man sensed that his magic circle was broken, and the light flashed in his eyes, and then he shook his head, this disciple of his own, his understanding is really excellent, but he is too lazy.
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