Wuxiang looked at it, and Zhou An, who was full of sword intent, looked pensive. There are four most important aspects in kendo practice, whether there is sword intent, whether the exercises are strong or weak, whether the swordsmanship is high, and whether there is a sword. Now Zhou An has had the opportunity to see the peak of the cultivation world.

"Do you know that there is a sword intent inheritance here, who is he?" Zhou An asked as he looked at Wuxiang

"Have you ever heard of the Three Tombs and Five Classics? This is one of the creators of the Five Classics, what kind of sword intent do you comprehend?"

"Immortal Sword Intent, it turned out to be one of the Five Classics!" Zhou An said in a trance

The human race is based on the land of gods and demons, and robs the beasts for food. To protect his own people, I don't know when eight powerful people will appear. The martial arts were founded by them, and the human race has been able to compete with the demon race in strength since then.

The three graves of the source of the will of the human race, the "heavenly tomb", "the earth tomb" and the "human tomb", unfortunately although the three tombs are powerful, they have been lost. Only, the fragments circulated among the tribes.

is only the five classics that have been handed down, and the human race has already competed with the demon race. Imitate the dragon code of the dragon ancestor, the unpredictable witch codex, and imitate the tiger code of the white tiger. The totem secret book of Beidi, the unicorn book of Great Xia.

Originally, he didn't believe a word, but he had already traveled three thousand miles. From the Golden City to the Yang City, there are too many strange people and strange things on the way. It's like the demon five spices around him, the Asura in front of him.

There are many things he doesn't understand why people die. Why did Great Xia detain Xihou, and why did those big demons kill themselves?

The master didn't do anything, why are there golden eyes in the sky to kill the master!

Fortunately, he only has three things to do in his life, and the first one has already been done.

There is also going to Kunlun to return the sword for the master, and he will become an immortal.

But the premise is that it seems difficult to save Xihou and stay alive.

At the steps of Fengqi Mountain, Zhou An walked up step by step.

What can't the people of Xijon go up to the mountain?

Isn't this looking for trouble! The sacred mountain of the human race does not allow anyone to worship.

Two of his friends were carried away by beauty.

But looking at the children of all ethnic groups around him, he couldn't help but smile. It's not just me who was pitted, but I don't know who went up the mountain today.

For no reason, he remembered a person, the third son of the Zhou clan. I hope I guessed wrong, otherwise my two friends will have to pay the price for their lust.

On the mountainside, Zhou An carried a sword box on his back, followed by Asura. It's just that a lot of people have come down.

Watching Zhou An walk towards the top of the mountain step by step, Wuxiang wanted to laugh. If you don't let worship, what choice will Zhou An make this time?

In Yangcheng, the patriarchs of the major families. All in the ancestral hall looking at a mirror. In the mirror, the scene of Zhou An going up the mountain is shown.

In the Taiwei Mansion, a middle-aged man looked relieved. This time, the nobles of Quanyang City are preventing Zhou An from going up the mountain, but as an adult, it is not good to bully children.

On the platform at the top of the mountain, Zhang Julu beckoned a group of people to stop Zhou An.

"I have been ordered to stay here and not allow anyone to enter the palace of the nest. Please also ask Zhou Gongzi to stop, don't embarrass our brothers. Zhang Julu took a step forward and said

"I don't know what the reason is, can't you worship the human emperor?" Zhou An asked as he looked at the dozen or so people dressed in the family in front of him

Zhang Julu smiled bitterly and said, "There is a guardrail inside that is broken and is being repaired." ”

Zhou An didn't speak, and turned his head to look at an old man in black.

The old man drank the water and put the kettle on the ground. He put his burden next to the kettle, then stood up and walked inside.

"Old man, please stop. Zhang Julu frowned and reassured

The old man in black didn't speak, but still walked inside.

Zhou An looked at the old man and did not act.

More than a dozen children of the family looked at Zhang Julu, and the old man came to the side of the human wall.

"I'm not afraid of death, let me in. The old man whispered

Zhou An was a little surprised, this is Dongyi dialect. It sounds like the accent is coming from the southeast, far away. A one-realm martial artist, it's very difficult.

Of course, Zhang Julu couldn't let the old man in, because Zhou An was not afraid of death.

The son of the military department Shangshu, a personable son. looked at the old man in front of him and pushed him forward.

It's just that the first time there was no push, which embarrassed him a little.

"Kirin Fist"

The old man was punched and took five steps back. Standing up straight and continuing to walk forward, Zhou An also took a few steps forward.

Zhang Julu was a little embarrassed, the people of Dongyi and Xirong. It was really troublesome, thinking of his father's order, he had to continue to move forward to stop Zhou An.

"This is a sacred land of the Terran race, not a private territory of Great Xia. Since you're unreasonable, I'm going to see if the Tiger Dian is powerful or the Qilin is stronger. Zhou An said in a deep voice

With a tiger roar, Zhou An ran forward. Lifting the true qi and slamming into the human wall, he clenched his fists with both hands near the human wall.

"The Tiger Descends"

"Unicorn Palm"

Zhou An flew upside down and almost fell down the steps.

Watching Zhou An fly upside down, Asura dragged the axe and ran towards the human wall.

In the second realm of the Golden Lion Realm, Zhou An shook his head with a wry smile. These sixteen people are all second-realm martial artists, so can't they really see Xihou today.

The old man punched the wall of true qi in front of him, and the Asura axe kept coming, but it was obvious that he couldn't break through the barrier.

"You can't go up the mountain, so retreat. Zhang Julu said with some unbearability

At the scene, no matter how you look at it, they are young and strong. The opponent is old, weak, sick and disabled, how to mix in Yangcheng after it is passed out.

"Unsheathed"

There was a cyan flying sword suspended beside Zhou An, and Zhang Julu's face was solemn.

The gods in the sky, the Kunlun immortals, are notoriously difficult. Especially the sword immortals of Kunlun, the story of slaying demons and eliminating demons is spread all over the human race.

Is this a flying sword, the existence of the legend that can take people's heads thousands of miles away.

"This is my first time using Edgeworthy, so be careful. Zhou An said softly

Zhang Julu nodded, and his true anger was running. A layer of true qi gauze appeared all over the body, full of fighting spirit.

Zhou An rushed towards Zhang Julu this time, and the cyan sword turned into a streamer and attacked Zhang Julu.

One punch flew the cyan sword, and then caught Zhou An's double fists.

Zhou An smiled slightly, and the flying sword flew quickly to stab Zhang Julu.

"Unicorn Sleeper"

A unicorn phantom rushed out, and the small cyan sword was swallowed in one bite.

Zhou An took the opportunity to punch Zhang Julu in the abdomen. Zhang Julu snorted and quickly stepped back.

The two sides confronted each other again, and the small sword cut through the unicorn phantom and hovered two feet in the air.

Zhou An's expression was calm, with a flying sword in his hand. Equivalent to a siege, and regardless of their own heavy punches and small swords.

These two attacks are impossible for the strong man on the opposite side to defend against. In just a quarter of an hour, you will lose to yourself.

Zhang Julu's face was a little ugly, and it was obvious that the other party was attacking with a flying sword for the first time.

Looking at the flying sword overhead, this thing's attack power is too high. If he hadn't been one realm higher than the other party, his hand would have been useless if he had forcibly connected the flying sword.

Zhou An felt that the other party was obviously a realm higher than him, and his speed was about the same as his own. Even he seems to be a little faster, but the attack is too strong. Looking at the footprints under his feet, the other party's strength was too great.

Zhou An rushed forward again, and the flying sword swirled and flew.

Zhang Julu jumped up suddenly, and Zhou An smiled weirdly.

The cyan sword suddenly turned, turning into a thin cyan line and rushing towards the wall of true qi.

Wu Xiang was next to the gas wall, reaching out and pointing to a point.

The cyan flying sword stabbed this point, and Zhou An then punched the small sword.

More than a dozen children of the family suddenly spurted out a mouthful of blood. The wall of true qi shattered, and the old man in black dodged and rushed towards the Youchao Palace.

Zhang Julu fell to the ground at this time, with an angry face.