Qin Wentian glanced at Zong Hong and instantly saw that the other party's cultivation level was at the ninth level of the Yuan Mansion.
At this level, if Qin Wentian fought with him, he would undoubtedly be bullying the weak. After all, he seemed to be at the ninth level of the Yuan Mansion, but in fact he already had three Martial Life Tiangangs. Such a battle would be meaningless.
"Let's go." Qin Wentian shook his head slightly. He had a straight swordsmanship. If this person was a candidate for swordsman, he would definitely be dissatisfied with him as a newcomer, and he had nothing to argue with.
Zong Qian glanced at Qin Wentian in surprise. The longer he stayed in contact with Qin Wentian, the more he felt that he could not see through Qin Wentian. Whether he faced the provocation of Li Ran and Li Nianzhi, or faced Zong Hong, he always remained calm. Like water, it is easy not to get angry. It is indeed rare to have such a state of mind and be able to immerse yourself in practice.
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But Zong Qian may not know that Qin Wentian never regarded the other party as his opponent, so how could he get angry
"Sure enough, it's the same as facing Li Nian. Such a person is worthy of being the sword son of our clan." Zong Hong shouted coldly, and the people around him also sneered. Obviously, he was not satisfied with the family leader's appointment of someone with a foreign surname as the sword son. They were all dissatisfied.
This matter is difficult for many people to accept.
"Buzz!" Suddenly, a buzzing sword came in front of Zong Hong, causing Zong Hong's long hair to blow, and a terrifying sword intent bloomed from the small sword, locking Zong Hong firmly.
"Since you know my identity as a swordsman, if you are disrespectful again, don't blame me for being ruthless."
Qin Wentian said coldly, and then waved his palm, and the small sword flew back. He himself strolled out, ignoring Zong Hong and others who were stunned.
"Crack!" Zong Hong clenched his fists and stared at Qin Wentian's back, as if a terrible sword was shooting out of his eyes, and said coldly: "I don't believe you can always cower and refuse to fight."
Qin Wentian seemed not to have heard anything and left straight away. A few days later, rumors began to leak out.
Qin Wen, whose surname is Sword Master, may participate in the Battle of Jianmai. This news spread throughout the clan, but some people ridiculed Qin Wentian, saying that he was as timid as a mouse, and did not even dare to respond to the provocation of the alternate Sword Master Zong Hong, and , used to shrink in front of Li Nian, and there were many rumors about Qin Wentian.
Qin Wentian knew that this was an inevitable thing after he became a swordsman. If he defeated one Zong Hong, there would be another one. If he wanted to silence the young people of the Zong family, he could only show his talent and strength that they could not match.
In the Zong family's library pavilion, Qin Wentian sat on the floor, flipping through the ancient scrolls in the pavilion.
On the ancient scrolls, there are many swordsmanship techniques, as well as some practice notes of strong swordsmen, or records of the practice deeds of their predecessors.
Qin Wentian slowly understood that the first level of martial arts will is the basic level, which is the same for everyone, but the second level needs to be understood by one's own chance and understanding. After reading more about the words of the ancients, he naturally has some understanding of it. benefit.
"In ancient times, there was a strong swordsman who sat in meditation for seven years. The sword and his heart became one. When the sword came out, his heart trembled, and he realized the will of the sword." Qin Wentian looked at the ancient scroll and saw this record on a page, and was secretly shocked.
The first level of will is the same, but the second level may be very different.
The will of the sword's heart is so terrifying. The sword resonates with the heart, and when the sword comes out, it is like killing the heart. This is so terrifying, even more terrifying than his heart-killing ancient bell.
"There are also strong swordsmen who have realized the will of the sword shadow. When you cut out the sword, the light of the sword is illusory and the shadow of the sword is real. When others resist the light of the sword, they have entered your will of the sword and then die from the sword. Under the shadow, this kind of sword will kills people invisible."
Qin Wentian saw another page of records and felt deeply about the profoundness of martial arts will. Different people have different understandings. When fighting in the same realm, one sword may be able to determine life or death.
The sword is the king of weapons. You can kill with just a thought. When fighting against a strong swordsman, you must be extremely cautious.
"It seems that I still need to practice and realize. Sitting on the ground and reading ancient books can only guide me, but it cannot make me realize. Unless I can be like those people with great perseverance in ancient times, I have to sit for several years. This is too terrible. I There is not so much time.”
Qin Wentian thought to himself, then put the ancient books back to their original places and walked out of the library.
It was night now, Qin Wentian's figure soared into the sky, and then he slapped the void with his palm, and the sword energy roared suddenly, and an ancient sword condensed in the void. Qin Wentian walked up, and in an instant the ancient sword galloped towards the distance.
In the Sword Worshiping City, many people were walking around with swords, but Qin Wentian was inconspicuous.
After a long time, Qin Wentian arrived at the cliff outside the Sword Worshiping City. The moonlight was like a wash, falling down the cliff.
The sword under Qin Wentian's feet roared, heading into the cliff, and then continued to gallop into the distance. A strong sword intent filled the cliff. He controlled the sword under his feet to keep approaching this sword intent. .
Finally, through the moonlight, Qin Wentian saw a terrifying giant sword with a length of one thousand meters in front of him, thrust upside down into the abyss of the earth. A frightening sword power spread out from the sword, and a formation formed around it. A sword-shaped mountain range.
There were many people guarding the place around. When they saw Qin Wentian approaching with his sword, someone immediately stepped forward and shouted: "It is forbidden to approach the place where the sword veins are located."
Qin Wentian heard Zong Qian say that in the past ten years, the sword veins had been controlled by the Tianjian Sect, so the people who guarded the sword veins were the strong ones of the Tianjian Sect.
"This sword is terrifying." Qin Wentian was shocked in his heart. The sword was a thousand meters tall, as high as a mountain. Falling from the sky, it could indeed cut off the earth and create a cliff.
In fact, although Qin Wentian could clearly see the figure of the sword at this moment, he was still far away from the giant sword. It was only because the demon sword was so huge that he had the illusion that it was close to him. If this was not a cliff, it would be It's flat ground, and you can see this demon sword hundreds of miles away.
"No wonder no one has been able to pull out this sword for so many years." Qin Wentian thought to himself. The sword is a thousand meters long. At a glance, it seems to reach the sky.
How much does this sword weigh
Even if a strong Tiangang person can pull it out, can it be used normally? It is simply impossible to do it. It is simply difficult for ordinary people to hold him. The hilt of the sword is like a giant. It is too terrifying.
Above the sky, there are stars falling down, making the demon sword bathed in the starlight, even more clear, with a somewhat demonic aura.
"Demon sword, giant sword, this sword can cut through the earth and tear out cliffs."
Qin Wentian turned around, and immediately a cave opened in the cliff, and he sat cross-legged. Naturally, he could not think that he had the ability to obtain the Demon Sword. He just listened to what Zong Qian said and came here with strong curiosity. While watching, I can understand the meaning of the demon sword.
He closed his eyes in the cave, and no one from the Tianjian Sect would bother him before he stepped into the Jianmai territory.
Qin Wentian felt quietly that in the depths of night, the cliff land was filled with endless silence. Occasionally, the evil wind blew by, and there seemed to be wisps of soft chanting sounds, like cries, or the screams of death!
These wisps of sound were so subtle that if it weren't for Qin Wentian's powerful perception, they would be almost inaudible.
This mournful cry seemed to gradually turn into the mournful cry of a demon. In the mournful cry, there was a hint of sword whistling. It was still the same seat, but to Qin Wentian's perception, it was so clear.
His perception is too strong and he is even more sensitive to the demon's intentions.
"Roar… "
Suddenly, a terrifying demonic chant came into his ears. In an instant, Qin Wentian felt a sword light flash past him. His body suddenly retreated as fast as lightning, and Qin Wentian felt a chill on his neck. Tian stretched out his hand and touched it, and there was a trace of blood, which was shocking.
With a sudden tremor in his heart, Qin Wentian stood up. The illusory sword intent just now had disappeared, as if it had never appeared before.
But his neck was almost cut and he died.
Such a strange scene shocked Qin Wentian's heart, making him unable to calm down for a long time.
At this moment, his mind was so confused that he could not hear the mournful cry of the sword, and the sword intention never appeared again.
"Huh..." Qin Wentian took a deep breath. He sat cross-legged once again, his senses filling the air. In an instant, the demon's mournful cry appeared again, and everywhere, it was whistling in the cliff and humming in the wind.
Qin Wentian seemed to see the dragon sword shadow, the red bird sword shadow, the white tiger sword shadow, the basalt sword shadow, and the demonic sword shadows of various colors, as if they had turned into substance and appeared in Qin Wentian's perception.
These sword shadows penetrated into the earth and merged into the sword vein boulders. The boulders in the sword veins originally had similar sword intent, as if they had accumulated for many years. If they broke out of the ground, they would be demon swords.
"The Sword Vein Demon Sword, it turns out, is how it was formed."
Qin Wentian took a deep breath, and suddenly, the sound of a demonic dragon's sword was heard. Qin Wentian felt a terrifying and suppressive power roaring towards him, a terrifying force that seemed to kill him.
Qin Wentian turned off his perception, and in an instant, the sword intention dissipated, as if it had never appeared, as if it had never existed at all. He had never felt the power, nor was he injured.
"really."
Qin Wentian's heart trembled. It was such a terrifying power. If he could use it to comprehend the second state of sword will, what kind of sword intention would it be
Qin Wentian's heart skipped a beat, and he was immersed in it, unable to extricate himself.
The sun and the moon alternated, and time passed. Qin Wentian stayed in the cave for seven days and seven nights, never leaving, and was trapped deep inside.
In this land of cliffs and sword veins, there are gradually more and more people, because the battle for the sword veins is about to begin in a few days.
Zong family, in the past few days, Qin Wentian, who was appointed by the head of the family as the sword master, suddenly disappeared, attracting many people's attention. This is too strange. He had just been appointed as the sword master. Could it be that he knew that he would be disapproved of? A provocation from a direct descendant of the Shaozong family and hiding in hiding
It seemed that it was after Zong Hong provoked him that day that he never appeared again the next day.
At this time, the Zong family's martial arts field was in progress, and the Zong family's disciples were sparring. A group of people were seen tit-for-tat. It was Zong Hong, who faced Zong Qian directly and said sarcastically: "Why do you avoid seeing people when you invite your friends?"
"Brother Qin may have something, do I need to report it to you?" Zong Qian said lightly, but Zong Hong sneered. Many Zong family disciples around him showed sarcasm, obviously they were all people who did not accept the identity of Jianzi.
Especially the person in the middle of them, Zong Peng, is the candidate swordsman of the Tiangang realm of the Zong family. He will participate in this battle of swordsmen of the Tiangang realm. He is shouldering the victory or defeat of the battle for sword veins. In this battle, he , is the most critical battle. As long as they win this battle, unless a certain force can win both battles at the Yuanfu level, they will win.
The battle between swordsmen in the Tiangang Realm is the most important.
Zong Peng always believed that after this battle, the identity of the sword should be his, but now, the head of the family has given it to someone else.
"After the battle for sword veins, I will deprive him of his sword identity." Zong Peng looked at Zong Qian and said calmly, making everyone around him look at Zong Qian and sneer.
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