There are countless hidden swords in Shenjian Lake, but the sword lord of Fengting City has personally laid down the ban.

The island in the middle of the lake can only be viewed from a distance, and in the past hundred years, it is impossible to count how many people have come to Fengting City to come to visit.

The former Great Grandmaster of the Wind Court had already gone first, and the last great world had disappeared, and that incomparably mysterious Sword Master was the only trace left by the Great Grandmaster Feng Tinglu.

And today, the ban on Shenjian Lake is fully open!

Everyone can really get a glimpse of the island in the middle of the lake.

Today is the final battle of the cocktail party, the decisive game, the beginning of the world, and soon we will be able to witness who is the first person in the chess path of the younger generation!

Shenjian Lake roared loudly, the lake water poured open, as if ten thousand swords opened, the hidden swords in the center of the lake rose one after another, erected a long bridge, and led directly to the island in the middle of the lake.

Landing on the island, the fairy mist is thick, and the island in the middle of the lake is like a fairyland. Anyone who holds the token of the sword and wine party can enter this island in the middle of the lake to watch this grand swan song of chess.

This battle, the final battle of chess, attracted the attention of almost everyone.

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Yi Xiao took Mingzhu'er and landed on the island in the middle of the lake with Su Dashao and Song Zhiqing.

"The tiebreaker of the drinking party, the entrant is thirty-nine. He took a deep breath, perhaps because the temperature of the island in the middle of the lake was a little low, June was not hot, but there was a slight coolness. His Royal Highness's mood was a little chaotic, and he couldn't tell whether it was nervous or complicated.

He crouched down, rubbed Mingzhu'er's face, and pulled out a token from his arms.

Bronze tokens, without excessive carvings, ancient sword carvings adorn the wine jar.

Sword Wine Order.

"Mingzhu'er, you can take this token. Yi Xiao smiled and rubbed Mingzhu'er's head, looked at her ignorant pretty face, and explained with a smile: "Big brother is leaving for the time being, and he will be back soon." You hold this token, and Big Brother can find you at any time. In case of danger, the soul power triggered this token, and the big brother immediately came over. ”

The wonderful use of this sword wine order, after Yi Xiao's painstaking study for several nights, can be regarded as figuring out a little doorway. When the soul power is immersed in the Sword Wine Order, the powerful will attached to the token itself will subconsciously act as a protector.

Yi Xiao tried to use the eighth realm soul power of the third layer of the lotus phase to collide with the Sword Wine Order, but he couldn't break this soul power barrier in a short period of time, which shows that the so-called protection ability of the Sword Wine Order is really extremely strong.

Now that the third battle of the cocktail party, Yi Xiao has no time to take care of Mingzhu'er, and the old man Su has already entered the sword mound space, even if he called Song Da scabbard and Su Fu, he is still a little relieved.

Mingzhu'er blinked, and accepted the sword wine order very obediently, she said crisply: "Brother Yi, Mingzhu'er is waiting for you here." If you don't come, I won't leave, not a single step. ”

Su Dashao didn't do the same as usual, but patted His Royal Highness on the shoulder, leaned over and spoke softly, his face was a little serious.

"I don't dare to use the power of the Su family again, but there is no doubt that in the next major incident in Fengting City, the Su family and Qi Liang Tianque are on the same line. Su Dashao reminded, "I know that you are the little prince of Qi Liang, but now this is the Fengting City of the Northern Wei Dynasty, and the four kings are all here, and there are even rumors that Luoyang is also here." Not to mention...... Qi Liang is not united in his heart, and the heart of defense is indispensable. ”

After thinking about it, Su Dashao wanted to speak again and again, and finally directly singled out: "I checked the person named Qi Xiaomu, the carriage of Jin Nanmu's business, you better not take it." ”

Yi Xiao nodded, patted Su Dashao's shoulder, and didn't say much.

Song Zhiqing held the big scabbard in his arms, scratched his head, didn't know what to say, and said a little angrily: "You two have made the atmosphere a little scary, like life and death, what do you want me to say?"

Yi Xiao smiled dumbly, and his chest was lightly punched by Song Da's scabbard.

"It's hard to say anything else, since you can rest assured that you will put Mingzhu'er here with me. Song slapped his chest hard with the scabbard and swore an oath: "If you drop a hair, you will cut me with a knife and never fight back!"

"What a fart are you using?" Su Da Shao snorted coldly and said, "It's best to run fast when something happens, so as not to trouble the Su family when your master collects the body for you." ”

Song Zhiqing glared at Su Dashao angrily, and saw that Prince Qin was one foot out of the sheath on Su Dashao's waist.

Dare to be angry but dare not speak.

Yi Xiao's heart was a little complicated, and she squatted down again, pointing one finger at the center of her eyebrows.

A wisp of pure white yuan power was squeezed out from the center of the eyebrows, accompanied by the low sound of the dragon and the phoenix, and pointed to the center of Mingzhu'er's eyebrows along the finger.

"This sword intent is activated when it encounters danger. Yi Xiao smiled and spoke, he really couldn't let go of Mingzhu in his heart, and there were two life-saving marks on his eyebrows.

One is the lotus imprint left by the White Lotus Morobe Mountain Lord, which can kill the nine products with one blow.

The other is the sword intent of the red cloth, although the sword intent is not as good as the lotus of the mountain master, it is extremely strong in protection, and it retains the immovable mountain intent in the six sword styles.

The lotus imprint left by the mountain lord of the white lotus ink robe is indeed very strong, but the lotus imprint was engraved on his eyebrows by the mountain lord, as if he was afraid that he would give it to others, or be deprived by an overly strong external force, and it was almost impossible to take it out.

Su Fu is now close to the ninth grade, and with the guidance of the Great Dan Sheng, he has the power to fight even against the ninth rank of the level of the four swordsmen.

The Shurakshasa in the sheath of the Song Dynasty has not yet come out of the sheath, but Yi Xiao's eyes are open and he can see the sword intent hidden in the knife clearly.

Song Zhiqing's master didn't lie to him, once this Shurakshasa came out of its sheath, it was a shock to the world, and it was truly unparalleled in the world.

plus the protection of his own sword wine order, as well as the nine-rank sword intent of the red clothes.

As a disciple of the Great Dan Sage, the treasures that Su seniors gave to Mingzhu are even more numerous.

All of these are counted, who can hurt Mingzhu'er?

Yi Xiao took a deep breath.

The sound of a giant bell striking came from the island in the middle of the lake.

There was a loud bang, sacred and solemn.

With the sound of bells, all the mist quickly spread to the outside of the island, and the buildings in the middle of the lake that were originally hidden in the fog faintly revealed their outlines.

It is an extremely old eighteen-cornered stupa.

The eighteen corners of the stupa are hung with half-cut talismans, and the densely carved Buddhist texts on them have faded to the point of being unreadable. The spire of the tower is filled with incense, and the faint sound of chanting is heard.

As soon as this pagoda was revealed, a bell and a drum rang one after another.

The island in the middle of the lake suddenly fell silent.

The figure of the Sword Lord appeared at the top of the pagoda.

This was the first time he had appeared in front of the world, not in that cottage.

The figure bathed in the Buddha incense on the top of the tower, standing with his palms and eyebrows lowered, in the shape of a bodhisattva of great compassion.

The figure stepping on the end of the stupa saluted lightly.

Everyone returned the salute respectfully.

The sound of bells and drums rang out in unison.

"Enter the tower. ”

The final battle of the cocktail party has never been so grand and grand.

It's depressing, but it's exciting.

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The dense fog on the island in the middle of the lake has almost dissipated, but there is only one place that maintains a state where no one can enter.

The dense fog of the clothed mound in the center of the island was filled, and the invisible power of the sword lord dispelled the idea of people coming in and exploring the island.

Inside the mound of clothes.

Fourteen cloak mounds, thirteen are real and one is virtual.

Ye Xiaolou, who was dressed in white and had white hair, knelt respectfully in front of the empty clothed mound.

The black-clad governor folded his hands behind his back. Didn't speak.

The thirteen clothed mounds had twelve swords stuck in front of them.

Of the fourteen disciples under the Great Grandmaster of the Wind Court back then, thirteen have already passed away now.

The thirteen swords continued their fate on the rivers and lakes, and finally returned to the ruins, and finally came here.

Long Reverse Fengyi was begged by the Great Dan Sage to give Su Fu, and now it has been returned.

The Hibiscus Sword was given to Mingzhu'er, a disciple of Dansheng, and was not in front of the mound.

The remaining twelve swords, driven by an invisible force, slowly moved upward.

One inch. Two inches.

The hilt of the sword seemed to touch another dimension, and with the sword body, it was pulled up little by little and went to that space.

Ye Xiaolou's face was solemn, and he made a big gift to his disciples.

Prostration, twenty-three. Commemorate the twenty-three years of Fengting Lu's sword master's nurturing grace.

Why did the sword master accept him as a disciple, this is a question that the rivers and lakes have been thinking about for a long time.

"Fate. "The Sword Lord once explained this to those who entered the palace.

It's a laughable answer.

There are so many people in the world, why do Ye Xiaolou have a fate with the Sword Master?

The black-robed governor's face was complicated, and he said softly: "In this world, there are many things that cannot be explained. Fate is one of them. ”

"In the past hundred years, the Sword Lord has accepted one of your disciples. The black-robed governor looked at the mound and muttered, "This is fate. ”

The mind of the sword master is not a word of fate that can be easily figured out.

Ye Xiaolou was a natural sword embryo.

But there are a lot of sword embryos in the world.

The Sword Lord chose Ye Xiaolou.

"Uncle Shi. Ye Xiaolou clenched the aurora in his hand, it was a three-foot sword as scorching as light. He would never ask Master why he had chosen him.

Do disciple rituals, do disciple things, and do disciple life.

Sword Sect Ming is rebellious and wants to challenge his master.

Before Ye Xiaolou died, Jian Zongming would not have this opportunity.

The black-robed governor frowned, looked at Ye Xiaolou's move to try to enter the Sword Shrine, and said in a deep voice: "The Sword Sect Ming Sword Dao has just opened, and the Yuan Yi Domain has added to the body, and you are not his opponent when you enter the Sword Shrine." ”

The white hair was tamely attached to Ye Xiaolou's cheek, and he smiled.

In an instant, the breath was overflowing, drumming wildly, and the white hair was as windless as ink!

The momentum of that aurora soared suddenly, reaching the peak of the ninth grade, and then bloomed with a fierce domain intent, and then some barrier was shattered, and a loud bang broke out.

That was the consummation of merit that had been suppressed for an unknown number of years.

The source meaning is thick, and the limbs are flowing wildly.

"And now. The sword had been raised, and it was raised to the sky.

In the world, he is not qualified enough.

The black-robed governor smiled, looking at the white-haired and white-robed twenty-three years that had finally been completed.

With the addition of the meaning of the domain, there is no need to wait long in the world to see the birth of a grandmaster.

This is the true inheritance of the Sword House, and it is the legacy of the Sword Master for a hundred years.

Ye Xiaolou is a disciple of Sword Mound who walked the world in this life.

His sword of entry into the WTO needs to be opened by one person.

The gray hair grows like crazy, and I can't suppress it anymore. Ye Xiaolou calmly looked at the black-robed governor.

"Battle?"

A flame burned in the chest of the black-robed governor, threatening to burn the world.

His voice was steady and firm. It's like going back a hundred years.

Once that person also used such a smooth voice to pronounce such a thrilling word.

"Fight!"

The End!