Chapter 218: Ten Thousand Swords Worship

"Isn't it ridiculous?"

A faint sound echoed at the bottom of the well, like a cold tide flooding every inch of space, creating a dignified atmosphere.

"I raise a sword, raise a killer move, just because you are a national teacher!!" Li Qinglian said word by word, he held the sword high, and cold sweat began to ooze from his forehead.

He's excited, he's nervous, he's eager to try.

The national teacher is the only man in the world, and this is the second time Li Qinglian has fought with him, so he is excited.

He kept a sword in the dungeon for several months, in order to be ashamed, and he was not a little sure until today, but when he really faced this man, Li Qinglian still felt that the other party was unfathomable, so he was nervous.

But he is also an extremely confident person, he firmly believes in one thing, no one in the world will defeat him with only one move.

I lost before, but now I will never, I will never lose with just one move.

He was eager to try, just to see how much stronger he had gotten in the interval.

In fact, although Li Qinglian kept saying how powerful he was, he also knew in his heart that he was not the opponent of the national teacher.

Everyone in the world thinks that he can't kill the national teacher, and he himself is one of them, and he has personally felt the power of that man, so Li Qinglian knows his catties better than anyone else.

It is an indisputable fact that he can't kill the national teacher.

"Why?" the national teacher's tone was lowered, he stood in the sky, stepping on layers of ripples under his feet, invisible ripples spreading out around him, exuding a self-respecting momentum.

"You only use one sword to kill, and you only raise one sword from beginning to end, in order to live with me!"

"But why do you think I'm going to do you just one trick?"

There is a clear blue sky in the sky, hundreds of miles of white clouds, and a dazzling sun.

These landscapes are all unique, and they look even more atmospheric against each other.

But the man in black just stood quietly, and at once everything in heaven lost its brilliance, and he became the real limelight, eclipsing everything else.

"Because you are a national teacher, you have arrogance, you are you!"

"You are different from others, they can be lackeys, you can't do it!"

Li Qinglian took a deep breath and said slowly, his body was tense, like a volcano ready to erupt, and it could erupt with earth-shattering power at any time.

"What else?" the national teacher asked, and a breath of slaughter began to appear in the heavens and the earth.

"If you think so, why are you tempting me?"

"The rest of the words are in the sword!"

Li Qinglian stopped talking, and the wooden sword in his hand had countless rays of light rising, and the whole person turned into a faint point of light and disappeared, leaving only an extremely powerful sword in mid-air.

The sword light as bright as the stars rushed into the sky, although the wooden sword was only three feet long, but in the eyes of the world, it was like a long sword leaning on the sky.

Many famous and surnamed big people in Chang'an City are watching the situation here, some people are curious about Li Qinglian, who threatened to kill the national teacher, and some people are curious about the true ability of the national teacher.

But when they saw this wooden sword, their faces were pale and their breathing was short.

Those guys found that they couldn't take this sword at all, and even searched the whole world, but few people could take this sword.

"If he doesn't die, within ten years, he may be another national teacher, another Emperor Qin!"

"With his talent, if he is more restrained, how can he face this situation?"

"Maybe the former first son of the world can't compare to him, this young man is too terrible!"

The big names whispered, and everyone held their breath, staring at the east of Chang'an City, where a decisive battle was about to begin.

The other side.

Lin Xuan narrowed his eyes, at first he felt the surging and boiling sword intent on the wooden sword, but he didn't pay much attention to it at first. But after savoring it, he was shocked, and a monstrous wave was set off in his heart.

The other party's sword intent was not fully released, he was just brewing now, just like the preparation of a painter and poet when painting and writing poems, the real highlight was still to come.

But even such foreplay, even if it was a small part of the strength shown by the other party, it brought Lin Xuan unspeakable pressure.

"This is his path...... Where is my path......"

Lin Xuan said in a low voice, a look of confusion flashing in his eyes.

The next moment, the wooden sword rose into the sky, and the tip of the sword was diagonally facing the national teacher, and the two were separated by a hundred zhang.

"Buzz!!"

"Buzz!!"

"Buzz!!"

The wooden sword trembled, and the sound of the sword became more and more terrifying, like thunder in the sky, echoing throughout the sky.

The sound of the volley wooden sword was a thunderous roar, like a brilliant heavenly might, which made people feel awe-inspired.

"What's wrong...... What's going on......"

The ordinary people of Chang'an all walked out of their homes, and they looked at the wooden swords in the sky one by one, with different expressions on their faces.

"How could anyone dare to use such a powerful sword move in the capital, isn't he afraid of the national teacher, isn't he afraid of His Majesty?" a beggar had a face full of disbelief, and his voice trembled.

"I have been called a swordsmanship wizard since I was a child, but in front of him, it is just an insignificant dust......" A graceful woman shook her head bitterly and sighed.

"If this sword is chopped down, I am afraid that half of the people in this city will die, how dare he do such a thing?" An old man grabbed the cigarette gun in his hand, his voice gradually became crazy, and bloodshot appeared in his eyes.

"What does this kid want to do, does he want the people in the city to become victims of his war with the national teacher?"

......

"Boom!!"

"Boom!!"

Everyone was attracted by an amazing roar, which was like a roaring ocean, melodious and noisy, making the whole Chang'an resounding with a loud sound.

Everyone looked over, and then the sound of gasps joined together, and the cries of terror and madness echoed in every corner.

These voices were mixed with a terrifying roar, like the roar of the heavens, painting a picture of the end of the world.

Ninety percent of the sword weapons in Chang'an City trembled inexplicably, making a buzzing sound.

The swords made a crisp trembling sound at first, then they grew more and more intense, and their voices were extremely sharp.

In the next moment, the swords that were originally held in his hands, put into the scabbard, and carried on his body all swept towards the wooden sword.

Layers of densely packed swords converged to form a sea of swords, making the entire sky reverberate with a mighty sound.

It was a spectacular scene, but everyone who saw it was stunned, and their minds went blank.

The huge Chang'an was completely plunged into darkness, leaving only a faint light, and almost all of the light was obscured by the sword.

The overwhelming sword was like a turbulent ocean, rushing forward and swooping down on an ordinary-looking wooden sword.

Emperor Qin conquered the world with supreme might, so it caused tens of thousands of people to bow down, he is a master, is the overlord of the overlords, in the emperors of the past, only he has such treatment.

But the wooden sword didn't do anything, just stood in the void at random, and even made ten thousand swords attached, so that the swords of countless famous swordsmen were willing to become its foil.

"Ten thousand swords roar in unison...... All the swords worship ......" Lin Xuan's face was shocked, and a monstrous wave was set off in his heart.

"How could there be such a swordsman in this world?" a middle-aged man sat on the ground in despair, and even his heart was stagnant.

People looked at this scene, their scalps were numb, and their voices trembled.

In their eyes, countless sharp swords rose into the sky, turned into torrents, and flew to the side of the wooden sword.

This is a scene that has never been recorded in the history books, and it is also a scene that they will never forget.

Even today's Sword Venerable, who is beyond the red dust, is at Li Qinglian's age, I am afraid that he will not be able to use such extraordinary tricks.

He is definitely a peerless swordsman who is destined to be invincible in the world and push the world.

The other side.

There was a huge turmoil in Chang'an, and the people who should have arrived at the scene first should have been the people of the court, but at this moment, not only were there no people from the court, but there were no spies from the Qin Palace in other places in Chang'an, and all the secret agents of the court in the city seemed to have disappeared.

The Qin Palace is eight hundred miles in circumference, the palace is extremely luxurious, the walls and the ground are made of gold, and the entire Qin Palace is dotted with pearl agate everywhere.

But right now, tens of thousands of people gathered at the main gate of the Qin Palace, blocking the door.

The tens of thousands of people looked nervous, their faces were ugly, and they looked at the young people not far away as if they were facing a great enemy.

"Why did the world's first son, Yan Wenxuan, come at this time, but he chose the time when the national teacher was not there!"

"Your Majesty is the master of all vehicles, the master of the whole world, and the invincible master of the world, why does he dare to come here?"

"According to the intelligence, the strength of the world's first son, Yan Wenxuan, has long been fully recovered, and it is more than one step stronger than in the past, can we really stop it?"

"Shut up!!" a female general in armor said in a cold voice: "If you can't stop it, you have to block it, and you can't retreat if you die, it's just a life!"

At this moment, it seems that they only have the good prince in front of them, only Yan Wenxuan, and they don't care about the sword sea roaring in the sky at all, and they don't care about the unprecedented battle at all.

"I asked the old man before, and asked him what the most powerful weapon in the world was, and he replied that there were three swords, one of Emperor Qin's sword, one of Jianzun's sword, and one of your swords, but once you have a sword now, you won't be able to use the sword in the future!"

Yan Wenxuan pondered for a moment, and slowly withdrew his gaze, with no joy or sadness on his face.

"Is it worth it?"

Side.

"It's kind of interesting...... the national teacher whispered, his figure flickered, turning into a pitch-black streamer, and in an instant, he came from the sky to the front of the wooden sword, and there was only a dozen zhang distance between the two.

Originally, the national teacher was standing in the distant sky, so everyone couldn't see his appearance clearly, and could only see the general outline, but now he fell from a high place, and the world saw his appearance.

The national teacher stood quietly, his dark robe fluttering, he looked average, but there was an indescribable momentum on his body.

This person stood in the void, with the demeanor of treating all beings as grass mustard, and the light in his eyes was as bright as the sun and the moon.

"Is it worth it?"

He let out a long sigh, his face full of regret.