Just when the entire Beiluo Sword Platform was banned by the sword array, in a manor in the Ninth Acropolis of Zifu City, Situ Chuxia, the young master of the Nine Kingdoms Cultivation True Alliance, who was as beautiful as a demon, sat above, put down the black jade demon order that he had studied for several years, and waited for the report of the past of the green-shirted scholar Lin.

"Young Master, my subordinates have been publicizing Song Si's deeds in Zifu City for many days, and most of the sword cultivators on the Sword Domain Heavenly Sword List have obvious interest in Song Si. Lin Ji clenched his fists and said respectfully.

Situ Chuxia supported his head with his left hand, and tapped his right index finger lightly on the desk: "Well, it's a good job." How did your injuries come about?"

Hearing this question, Lin Jishi shuddered, and hurriedly bowed down and explained: "It's the subordinates who are not doing well, and when he was guiding the famous sword of Los Angeles to make a move against Song Si, he happened to be bumped into by his friends in the Dust Palace, and named his subordinates to go north and fall to Jiantai to fight, and his subordinates and subordinates had to fight. ”

"So, you're defeated?"

"The subordinates are incompetent. ”

The sound of the table stopped, Situ Chuxia sat up straight, and said with interest: "As a man, you can't say that you are incompetent, otherwise, I don't mind letting you be truly incompetent." ”

"Yes!" the subordinate was speechless. Lin Cheng was in a cold sweat, and the suppressed resentful sword qi in his body almost broke out, hitting him hard again.

At this moment, Elder Yue Gui walked into the hall holding a piece of broken soul jade and bowed to Situ Chuxia: "Young master, you are buried dead." He killed the sword envoy of the West Sword Pavilion, Mo Zhiyi, and attracted the attention of Yue Xiaoqing, the lord of Zifu City. ”

"Not bad. Elder Yue, cultivate the buried son well, if it is useless, let him be a mortal. ”

"Yes. Young Master, the Pavilion Master of the West Sword Pavilion, one of the three pavilions of the Sword Domain, has appeared, are we going to take the next step?"

"No, I already have an arrangement. Elder Yue, you continue to track down Qing Shaohan of the Canglan Holy Sect and compile his whereabouts into a book. This time, I'm going to give a big gift to the Canglan Holy Sect!"

"Yes, my subordinates will do it. Elder Yue bowed respectfully and exited the hall.

With a light tap of his fingertips, Situ Chuxia moved his gaze to Lin Jishi, who was half-kneeling on the ground: "Heal your injuries, and then go to contact the masters of the East and West Factories of the Ming Dynasty outside the Kunxu Star, as for what to do, I think you should know." ”

"My subordinates understand!"

"There are still two days left in the Sword Domain Sword Trial Ceremony, I hope you don't let me down too much. Situ Chuxia's divine sword was unsheathed by half a foot, and suddenly the sword light flickered, filling the entire hall. A powerful ruthless sword intent soared into the sky, this was a declaration of war against the young generation of masters of the Sword Domain!

As if sensing Situ Chuxia's sword intent, there were dozens of powerful and incomparable sword intents rising into the sky in Zifu City and the other eight acropolises, each competing against each other.

"That's the drunken and dustless wine dream sword intent!" A swordsman who had seen the drunken Wuchen side said: "This person has been promoted to the early stage of the Yuan Infant Consummation, and he is expected to win the top ten of the Heavenly Sword List Master in this sword trial ceremony!"

"What is drunk without dust? Look, that is the homesick sword intent of our senior brother returning to his hometown, and returning home with a sword is the famous sword move of the senior brother, do you know?" said proudly as the young Confucian student of the Youxue Academy pointed to a yellow pillar of sword intent.

"Senior brother of the Confucian Study Tour Academy, hmph, have you heard of the Daode Sect's 'Mixed Yuan Twin Swords' Mu Ziye's power. No matter how drunk and dustless, he returned to his hometown, but he was defeated by his subordinates. Nangong Yifeng, who was still elegant, appeared in the crowd at a time when his friend Mu Ziye heard everyone boasting and said a word for his friend.

Mu Ziye carried two swords on his back. Dressed in a black and white robe, he stood beside Nangong Yifeng solemnly, but no matter how he looked at it, he was a little shy and even shy.

"Mu Ziye? Who is this? I haven't heard of it. ”

"Yes. I've never heard of it. ”

The surrounding swordsmen shook their heads one after another, no wonder Mu Ziye was not famous, and when the disciples of the Daode Sect walked in the cultivation realm. has always been based on low-key and good deeds, and few people know about it, let alone anyone who will be known because of his profound cultivation.

"Daode Sect?" a monk from the Nine Kingdoms Cultivation Alliance glanced at this place, and after noting the appearance of the two of them, he immediately turned into the crowd.

"Look, those five sword intents!" the one with the sword pointed in the direction of the Nine Heavens Sword Platform.

"That sword intent is crazy is the North Sword Pavilion Sunny Evening Song, pure as the breeze is the East Sword Pavilion Jun Buwu, the snow falling Xiao Xiao is the West Sword Pavilion Yan Hui Xue, the ink rain is the South Sword Pavilion Flower Ink Rain, the sunrise in the East, the morning light line of the South Sword Pavilion Dongfang Xi, these five people are the top masters among the young generation of the Four Sword Pavilions. ”

"Hmph, it's just a bunch of people who sell their reputations. ”

"You don't know, these five people are all the sons of the sword of the four major sword pavilions of the sword domain, and they are expected to inherit the position of the pavilion master in the future. ”

"Hmph, Qingwan Song, Jun Buwu, and Yan Huixue are the sons of the sword, I admit it. But the two people of the South Sword Pavilion are far from being able to match the title of the son of the sword, and what is the sunrise in the east and the morning light, the devil is not the devil, it is not right, it is really ridiculous. The silver-haired young swordsman in a snowshirt laughed.

"Who are you to dare to question the identity of the Son of the Sword?"

"Everyone knows the sword cultivation in the Sword Domain, the Son of the Sword is the disciple of the Sword Pavilion who can succeed to the position of the Pavilion Master of the Four Great Pavilions, the Southern Sword Pavilion has not had a Pavilion Master for tens of thousands of years, what kind of Son of the Sword can Hua Moyu and Dongfang Xi become?" The snow-shirted silver-haired swordsman sneered, separated the crowd, and left directly, as if being with these ignorant swordsmen was really lowering his status.

"Friend, why didn't Mu Weiming, who obtained the inheritance of the Qinglian Sword Immortal, appear?" Mu Ziye asked in a low voice, finally no longer the focus of everyone, he could only keep a low profile.

"Mu Weiming, huh, strange, he really didn't seem to come. Nangong Yifeng watched left and right, full of doubts, with his heavenly fortune, there should be no mistakes, or Mu Weiming came, but he didn't release his sword intent?

Suddenly, a blue-green sword intent in the southeast rose into the sky, breaking through the clouds and piercing the sky, and its sword intent strength was not much worse than that of the three great sword sons.

"There, Qinglian Sword Intent! It must be him, Mu Weiming!" Nangong Yifeng pointed to the southeast.

"Very strong. Mu Ziye whispered.

The snow-shirted silver-haired swordsman stopped, glanced at the sword intent of the southeast wind, and said secretly: "Interesting, I hope I won't disappoint Feng Wanlin." ”

"By the way, why doesn't Song Si's sword intent exist, could it be in vain?" Thinking that these days, most of the famous swordsmen circulating in Zifu City have shown their sword intent today, but Song Si, who is touted as the most powerful, has not shown his sword intent.

In fact, on the eve of each sword trial ceremony, there will be proud and confident sword cultivators who reveal their sword intent, which is used to resonate with other sword cultivators and challenge many sword cultivators. Generally speaking, as long as they are a little arrogant and participate in the sword trial ceremony, the sword cultivators will join the carnival of ten thousand swords and preaching battles on this day.

However, Song Si, Mo Liuli, Ye Yunlin, Ye Guyun and the others were all in the Beiluo Sword Platform at this moment, and they were under the terrifying sword intent of the West Sword Pavilion Pavilion Pavilion, Fengyue, and they couldn't sense the ten thousand swords sword intent outside the sword platform at all, so they missed the grand scene of ten thousand swords ringing together.

Shadow Fengyue walked in front of Mo Zhiyi and gave a deep sword salute to the sword-wielding envoy, and then sprinkled a sword light, only to see Mo Zhiyi instantly actinize, condensing into a thumb-sized ball of sword intent light that spun three times in front of Shadow Fengyue and then rushed to the sky, blinking away.

"Moon City Lord, I don't know if there are clues about this matter. Shadow Fengyue took out an antidote pill, waved her hand into Nanfeng Xiaoxuan's body, and then crossed a sword qi for him to help him dissolve the medicinal power.

The white sword lotus floated up and down, and the fragrance flowed: "There is no clue yet, but this person is very problematic." ”

"Yue Xiaoqing, Ying Fengyue, back then, the Four Great Sword Pavilions expelled my Ethereal Sword Sect from the Sword Domain, you are the predecessors of the Sword Dao, and it is already despicable to bully the small with the big, and now you still want to use such inferior means to attack my Ethereal Sword Sect?"

It was already a joke to confront the city lord of Zifu City with a seriously injured body, not to mention another pavilion master of the West Sword Pavilion, and he knew very well in his heart that he had only one purpose now, that is, to let the tens of thousands of sword cultivators in the Beiluo Sword Platform see how the four pavilions of the Sword Domain bullied him the Ethereal Sword Sect.

"Tricking you into the Ethereal Sword Sect?hahaha!First of all, you have to be able to prove that you are a member of the Ethereal Sword Sect, what if you are not?" Shadow Fengyue sneered, stared at her shallow eyes, and strode over.

"Ethereal Sword Seven!"

In response to Ying Fengyue, it was the ethereal sword sect supreme sword style that burst out from the sword yuan of the whole body, and in an instant, the sword cultivator of the sword platform in the north was in a trance, only to see a white sword light more than ten feet long breaking through the clouds, stabbing directly at this West Sword Pavilion master.

"Do you think this is the seventh sword of the Nine Ethereal Swords?" Shadow Wind Moon pointed at Ning Guang, and his head was a little upwards without raising his head, and the white sword light that fell extremely quickly shattered in an instant, disappearing invisibly, and not even a trace of sword qi escaped.

"Do you think that I don't know anything about the plans of the Dark Sword Alliance?" Shadow Wind Moon pointed around her sword, and the sword light at her fingertips flickered like a candle flame.

Staring at the Pavilion Master of the West Sword Pavilion in front of him in horror, he was as frightened as if he had been hit hard, and he took four steps back, and then pounced on several bloody flesh sounds, and there was actually a sharp sword qi rushing out from the ten big points in his body, and the blood mist sprayed, and the blood splashed in all directions.

"You, you ......"

Shadow Fengyue dissipated the sword light at her fingertips, waved her sleeves, and personally picked up the unconscious Nanfeng Xiaoxuan: "Moon City Lord, the next thing is tired." ”

"The matter of the North Falling Sword Terrace, Zifu City will explain it to the West Sword Pavilion. The white sword lotus sprinkled a sword glow and covered the shallow sorrow: "Come on, take him down and hand him over to the Law Enforcement Department for interrogation!"

"Hahaha!Sword Domain, you'll regret it!" Heroically roaring the last sentence, the blood flowing around Qian's body instantly turned black, and several law enforcement monks who were about to capture him had to step back and watch the "Ethereal Sword Sect" deacon fall to the ground and die.

The "City Lord......" two law enforcement monks saluted with their swords: "The poison used by this person to commit suicide is the same as the ink sword, and the exact time of this person's death is two months ago." ”

"Two months ago?... Pass the order, all the monks of the Dark Sword Alliance, those who enter the Purple Mansion City, will be killed immediately! Those who enter the Sword Domain, kill!" After that, the white sword lotus disappeared into the void, and the sword array that enveloped the entire Beiluo Sword Platform was naturally unsealed at this moment.

Declaring war on the Dark Sword Alliance, this is the city lord of Zifu City, this is the Sword Domain!(To be continued......)