The Mighty Cauldron: Extreme Alchemist!

Chapter 1767: Extraordinary swordsman

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Perhaps it was because Jian Aangxing and the other three were all envoys of the Tiantian Temple wearing masks, or perhaps because of the amazing strength Cao Xuesheng had shown previously, so the swordsmen present were all attacking Jian Aangxing and the others intentionally or unintentionally. People show hostility.

The competition for the sword leader list has not really started yet, but the three of Jian Aangxing have already become the common enemies of many swordsmen.

Jian Aangxing held the sword in his arms and stood there with incomparable indifference. His eyes hidden under the phoenix head mask could not see the slightest emotion, even if he was in a rare event like Jian Kuai Ping.

Nangong Shoujian clasped his hands behind his back, looking left and right, looking a little leisurely, and he didn't seem to be carrying any sword.

Cao Xuesheng was still the same as before, holding the Han Chan Sword behind his back and calmly watching the other swordsmen present.

On the other peaks, Fang Lin and other people from the Tiantian Temple stood side by side, watching the situation on the sword-asking platform.

"There is something that needs attention." Silver Fox suddenly said.

Everyone looked at her and heard Yinhu say: "In the past few days, the Confucian sect made some moves and sent many people to visit some swordsmanship sects in the Nine Kingdoms. I don't know what the purpose is. Maybe it has something to do with this time. It’s related to Jian Kui’s comment.”

Hearing this, Fang Lin showed a thoughtful expression. When he looked at the many swordsmen on the platform, he suddenly thought of something: "They are from the Confucian sect? They went to visit the swordsmanship sects of the Nine Kingdoms again." ? I’m afraid he has ulterior motives.”

"Jian Aangxing learned from the Confucian Sect's Heaven and Earth Sword. If anyone knows Jian Aangxing the best, it is the Confucian Sect." Dugu Nian also said, obviously thinking of the same thing as Fang Lin.

"So, the Confucian sect is going to use the swordsmanship sects of the Nine Kingdoms to target Jianangxing?" The old Buddhist man wearing a snake head mask said in surprise.

"I'm afraid it's the same." Fang Lin nodded.

The old man in the snake head mask smiled: "The Confucian sect's idea is good, but it's a pity that they still underestimated Jian Aangxing. Although the Heaven and Earth Sword is his sect, his current swordsmanship is no longer limited to the Heaven and Earth Sword. "

As soon as he finished speaking, the Master of Fengjian Pavilion flew in from a distance, with an ordinary iron sword at his feet, standing on the sky of the Sword Asking Platform.

"The rules remain the same. Those who survive my three sword attacks can stay at the Sword Questioning Platform!" The Master of Fengjian Pavilion did not hesitate at all and got straight to the point.

Upon hearing this, many swordsmen on the sword-asking stage showed solemn expressions. When facing the young swordsmen before, the master of the Sword Sealing Pavilion only used one sword energy, but now when it was their turn, he needed to Withstood three sword energies.

The Master of Fengjian Pavilion didn't give them any time to prepare. With a move of his finger, a powerful sword energy suddenly fell down.

boom! ! ! !

The sword energy is like a rainbow, and even more like a mighty river!

On the sword-asking platform, the sword energy was flowing freely and violently for a moment, blowing the swordsmen staggering around. Some people thought they couldn't bear it and fell down.

There are also people who are teetering on the edge, clenching their teeth and holding on, fearing that they will be knocked down by the sword energy if they relax.

There are also quite a few swordsmen who stand on the stage calmly and calmly, as if they have not felt the sword energy of the Master of the Fengjian Pavilion. They are standing calmly.

Cao Xuesheng's figure was slightly swaying. He looked at the two people beside him. Nangong Shoujian and Jian Aangxing were both as steady as a mountain, without any influence.

"I'm still a little behind." Cao Xuesheng said helplessly.

Nangong Shoujian patted Cao Xuesheng on the shoulder: "Young man is very humble. With your level, it's no problem to resist three sword energies."

Jian Aangxing didn't speak. He looked at the Master of Fengjian Pavilion above. There was a trace of fighting spirit in his eyes, as if he wanted to challenge that high-ranking man at the pinnacle of swordsmanship.

The first sword energy passed quickly, and almost hundreds of swordsmen fell down, and were immediately sent out by the beam of the magic circle.

Immediately after the second sword energy hit, there was no chance to catch his breath.

And this second sword energy was obviously stronger than the first sword energy, causing many swordsmen who gritted their teeth and persisted to survive the first sword energy to fall immediately.

"Such a powerful sword energy! You have such a powerful sword energy without even drawing a sword. How powerful is the Master of the Sealing Sword Pavilion?"

"The pinnacle of swordsmanship is well-deserved!"

"In the Nine Kingdoms and Seven Seas, I'm afraid I won't be able to find anyone who can compete with the Master of Fengjian Pavilion in swordsmanship."

"It is said that even the Heavenly King of Dongji was defeated by the sword of the Master of Fengjian Pavilion in his early years!"

"This is a fact, and the Master of Fengjian Pavilion has never used his full strength."

"This is also the reason why many sword leaders on the previous sword leader list have entered Fengjian Pavilion. They all want to become figures like the master of Fengjian Pavilion."

"There are hidden dragons and crouching tigers in Fengjian Pavilion. Almost all the sword masters of the past dynasties are there. Fortunately, the swordsmen of Fengjian Pavilion will not participate in the sword master review. Otherwise, I am afraid that there will be no other forces."

After the second sword energy, less than half of the swordsmen were still standing on the sword interrogation stage, but those who could stand on the stage were undoubtedly truly powerful sword masters.

"The people standing in the southeast corner of the Wenjian Platform should pay attention!" Dugu Nian suddenly said, with a somewhat solemn tone.

Everyone looked in the direction she pointed and saw the person Dugu Nian was talking about at a glance.

Because this person is indeed too special, completely different from other swordsmen.

This is an old man, shrouded in black robes, with only a little bit of his face exposed. Around him, there are three black swords floating in the shadows, blocking him from the sword energy of the Master of the Sealing Sword Pavilion.

Not only that, the three black swords seemed to be absorbing the sword energy of the Master of the Sealing Sword Pavilion, making the black swords become more and more solid, as if they were about to become real swords.

"Extraordinary swordsman." Fang Lin said in a deep voice, not only secretly sighing in his heart, this sword chief commentator has indeed attracted a group of the most powerful swordsmen in the world.

In addition to the old man in black, there are several others who have demonstrated extremely extraordinary methods, and they feel that they stand out among the many swordsmen.

"Coming!" The voice of the Master of Fengjian Pavilion sounded again, and the third sword energy came.

"There is no other way." Cao Xuesheng sighed helplessly, and lightly tapped the Han Chan Sword on his back. At the moment, he needed to use the sword energy of the Han Chan Sword to block the third sword energy of the Master of Sealing Sword Pavilion.

Nangong Shoujian and Jian Aangxing didn't make any move. They were the few swordsmen on the stage who didn't use any means. They were able to resist the sword energy of the Master of Fengjian Pavilion.

At this moment, in a place where no one could see, a figure appeared quietly, standing on a mountain peak far away from the sword-asking platform.

His gray and silver hair moved with the wind, and his blood-colored sword floated in front of him. His cold eyes did not look at the Sword Asking Platform, but instead paid attention to all the movements in the world.

"Fang Qingye, Fang Qingye, you are a little too ambitious to let me face that guy, but compared to your son, it's easier for me." The silver-haired old man murmured to himself.

ps: Third update, I went out for a massage at a traditional Chinese medicine clinic, and I guess there will be another one next week, probably...