"Nuo Dadao Sect, no one has drawn a sword?" someone sighed.

The ten major appearances are already the extreme, the knife, is someone else's knife, appearing here, that is, the act of grabbing the knife, as a knife master, the knife is equal to life, such a thing is not said to be done by young people, but if the knife sect exceeds the category of young people and then stands up, it will be too much deception.

The Sword Sect acquiesced to some of it, but it didn't mean that it would let the crossing of the boundary happen, they recalled part of the facts, Jiang Sheng, who lived here, was received by the Sword Sect as a distinguished guest.

"I'm really unwilling, this is the knife of my Sword Sect, but now I want to be taken away by others, I obviously have such an opportunity, but I can't pull out the knife. The young man with the long knife on his back looked gloomy.

The black day roared softly, the sound was harsh, stirring in the void, there were black cracks gradually spreading, it seemed to be tired, the sword path field was spreading, and now there was no one to approach, it was alone there, waiting for the return of the sword master.

"The top ten are not only Su Qiu, but also Wen Ziyan, quicksand, and black mantras, where are they? Have they also been here? And that person......" The atmosphere fell silent, and said that one person was the leader of the top ten, not beyond the scope of young people, and had never climbed to the top of Dao Mountain, but now his back is untouchable, and it is very likely that he has broken through the realm of the cave and cultivated to an unimaginable realm.

He hadn't shown up for several years, and his sword still stayed in the eyes of the older people in the Central Holy Land, and he had never reached the top of the Sword Mountain, but his knife could be called invincible! If he came, would he be able to draw it?

"That's ...... Mo Poor!" Looking at that place from afar, on the knife mountain, that figure stepped again, after Jiang Sheng, he recovered, and the sword intent recovered again, heading towards the peak.

In fact, every time he climbed the Sword Mountain, he would attract the attention of the people here, because he climbed the nine thousand stone steps without guidance, and then made an incredible move, refusing the invitation of the Sword Sect, but living in front of the Sword Mountain, climbing the Sword Mountain every once in a while.

He was watched by others, and he was considered to be the person most likely to climb the Sword Mountain in recent years, and it was very likely that he would surpass the top ten and rank among the young masters, so people's attention to him was not only from the outside world, but also from the central holy land of the Sword Sect.

"He's just made the move to climb the mountain, why is he climbing again?" someone shook.

"Someone reached the top, which aroused his fighting spirit. "It makes sense for a person to make a guess.

Everyone was moved, because Mo Qiang's speed was not as smooth as Jiang Sheng's, he marched at a rapid pace, and in an instant, he came to the nine thousand stone steps, and in the blink of an eye, he had reached the ultimate place he had reached, nine thousand nine hundred and ninety-eight stone steps!

The crowd held their breath, with such a speed of travel, could it be that there would be two people who would climb to the top of the Sword Mountain in this life? No one in the Sword Sect had climbed the top of the Sword Mountain for hundreds of years, and now the appearance of one was already shocking, did it really take another person to reach the top?

"His body is shaking, although the battle intent is erupting, but after all, it is a step in the sky, it is difficult to cross, his qualifications are terrifying, and after a while, he may really be able to climb to the top of the Sword Mountain. Some people shook their heads, not denying Mo Qiang's qualifications, but they didn't think he could reach the top because it was too difficult.

On the distant Sword Mountain, Mo Poor's body swayed, receiving the unknowable baptism of sword intent, which seemed to be the will of the entire Sword Mountain, and it was a real storm.

Not long ago, he retreated, but then someone climbed to the top, that person's back was tall, as if it could not be surpassed, he respected, thought that this person was very powerful, but wanted to jump over this person, this is his sword path!

This was a catastrophe, just like Su Qiu drawing his sword, he was also under a lot of pressure, and fine blood beads oozed from the whole body of the human immortal.

"He's too anxious, he shouldn't come hard, there will be a lot of opportunities in the future, but now he's desperate, if he fails, he's likely to be ruined!" someone said in a deep voice.

This is the truth, Mo Qiang is really desperate, as if he has been stimulated by Jiang Sheng's move, and the knife intent erupts! An illusory scene is presenting, one person and one knife standing in front of a knife that can slash the universe, the wind and rain are swaying, and the weak body is insignificant.

Blood beads are like jade, flashing scarlet glow, he has been hit hard, he is roaring, he is roaring, and he is unwilling, that person's back is difficult to touch, easy to reach the top, he looks up, but wants to really surpass that person, this is his sword!

"The knife intent is erupting!" shouted the cultivator, sensing the change from a distant place.

The will of the sword path has been completely established, this is his endless sword path, even if the mountains are thousands of feet, he must climb bravely, and at this moment, he really reached the top!

Don't be poor to the top!

Dumbfounded, everyone lost their minds, there was really a second person who climbed to the top of Sword Mountain, and it was presented on the same day, and this person would really belong to the Sword Sect!

"That's ......." people's pupils constricted.

In front of the blood-drenched body, a fairy light broke through the sky, wrapping a knife!

"The invincible sword flies out again!" someone exclaimed.

Within a few days, the two climbed to the top of the knife mountain, and in a few days, two invincible swords chose the master.

"Tianze my Sword Sect!" "The big man of the Sword Sect was excited, he had just missed Jiang Sheng, but there was Mo Poor who was born, he really reached the top alone, without the guidance of a famous teacher, he realized the knife alone, and was chosen by the spirit knife.

"Blood Chopping Knife!" Someone was moved, and recognized the knife wrapped in fairy light, it was a famous knife, it was the knife of the previous generation of the Holy Lord in the Eight Desolations Era, it was a generation of murderers, this knife was extremely murderous!

The figure on the knife mountain was drenched in blood, he moved, holding the bright red knife, at this moment, his wounds healed, the blood faded, his eyes were like a fairy rainbow, and his will erupted majestically.

The history of the blood knife is longer than the black day, it is the product of the Eight Desolation Era, this is a fierce knife, fierce and powerful, but it has also been hollowed out, leaving only the immortal knife intent, and now the bright red river is converging, it is the knife momentum that is erupting, welcoming the appearance of the knife master.

The Rainbow Bridge reappeared, and the Holy Lord of the Sword Sect came again, and now the Sword Sect shook again, this is a rare event for hundreds of years, and two villages appeared in a few days.

"Enter the Sword Sect with me. The Lord of the Sword Sect smiled indifferently.

Mo Qiang nodded, his injuries were all gone, his eyes were strong, and the sword path was refined again.

"What about that person?" said Mo Qiang in a deep voice.

"That one?Jiang Sheng?" said the Sword Sect Holy Master.

"His name is Jiang Sheng. Mo Poor whispered in his heart.

The master of the Sword Sect stretched out his hand and pointed to the ground: "His knife is there." ”

The scene stretched, and it was a black knife.

"I'd like to take a look. "Mo Poor said.

The Lord of the Sword Sect nodded.

Everyone held their breath, and Mo was poor to the central holy land, they gave way, and he walked into the dark day with a bloody sword.

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