Counting back more than a thousand years from today, Zhou Dufu disappeared in the mainland hundreds of years ago. In the hundreds of years, countless strong men were defeated by Zhou, countless famous swords were broken by the sword, and buried in the grassland of Zhou Garden. This piece of grassland is Jianchi, or Jianhai. One of the proudest and most powerful swords, after a long time of preparation, began to try to leave this grassland to see the light of day again, broke through the restriction from the edge of the grassland, quickly dived into the small lake by the grassland, and went straight into the cave on the other side of the cliff. The world is like a fish swimming in a big lake, and then circles from the bottom of the lake back to the cold pool at the source of the river. With the help of the complex structure of the surrounding garden world, avoiding the rules in it, it finally succeeds.
Regrettably, this sword was not fully functional. When leaving the grassland, in order to resist the restriction set by Zhou Dufu, Jianli stayed in the grassland to fight against the aura emanating from those stone pillars. In the forest beside the stream, it was gradually covered by fallen leaves.
The sword and the will were forced to separate.
One day, a disciple from Mount Li named Su Li came to the Zhou Garden. He walked into the silent forest, stepped on the rotten leaves, picked up the rusted sword that had lost its original style, and then Take it away from Zhouyuan. That sword intent was still trapped in the grassland, waiting silently and alone. Hundreds of years later, a student of the Orthodox Academy named Chen Changsheng came to Zhou Garden, holding a yellow paper umbrella in his hand, the sword and the will finally met, and thus the Wanjian volleying at this time came into being.
These histories full of unyielding and resistance belonged to the sword and the ten thousand swords. Chen Changsheng couldn't understand the time back, so naturally he couldn't understand these details, but he held a yellow paper umbrella and stood between the ten thousand broken swords. I have a deeper understanding of the emotions coming from that sword intent.
These swords wanted to leave Zhou Garden, and had nothing else to ask for.
Then, let's leave together.
Just like what he said to this sword intent earlier, what he said to Xu Yourong, at this time he also made a promise to the countless swords around the mausoleum.
The surroundings of the mausoleum were dark, the red and warm light became colder, and the smell of mud and rust was everywhere. More than ten thousand dilapidated and old swords burst out the hatred and power accumulated for hundreds of years at the moment of birth, at least one-third of the monsters were killed, and the black beast tide was temporarily suppressed.
But the beast tide was only temporarily quiet, and it was impossible for Wan Dao Canjian to continue to release that powerful sword intent. As time passed, the beast tide surged again, and howled angrily at the broken swords in the sky. Is it because of the blood everywhere on the grassland, those howls are even more terrifying and bloody.
Jianchi finally appeared in the world, Wan Jian soared into the sky.
Looking at this scene, both the old man playing the piano and the maid were pale, almost desperate, and even the powerful couple of magic generals became extremely dignified, and some ominous signs could even be seen in their eyes, Nan Ke But there was no fear on his small face, just silent for a while.
Through countless swords, she looked at Chen Changsheng in front of the main entrance of the mausoleum, and her voice was as cold and tough as a thousand years of ice: "Do you think this can change the ending of this story?"
She had said something similar to Chen Changsheng after the Shanhai Sword broke through the air before. At that time, Chen Changsheng didn't answer, but just pointed at her from a distance with the heavy iron sword. Now he also didn't answer. Following his gaze, the mausoleum The hundreds of swords directly in front slowly turned and aimed at her.
Actions are always more powerful than words and can be used to persuade or kill.
Looking at this scene, the corners of Nanke's lips raised slightly, looking at those swords, he said contemptuously: "A bunch of defeated swords, what's the point of being brave?"
These swords were famous on the mainland back then, and the owners were all real strong men, but they were all defeated by the two broken swords in the end, and were buried in this grassland by Zhou Dufu. Under the still sunlight, it has been suffering for hundreds of years, and it is broken or disabled, covered with rust.
Nan Ke thought he was the heir to this Zhou Garden, how could he allow these swords to leave
She raised the piece of black soul wood in her hand, and looked at the broken swords in the air around the mausoleum expressionlessly.
Following her movements, the black soul wood suddenly glowed again, but it was more condensed and pure than before, as if it was a night pearl thousands of times brighter. At the same time, her indifferent voice sounded again: "Failure is failure. You were defeated hundreds of years ago, and you will also fail hundreds of years later."
As soon as the voice fell, her feet left the Shinto and slowly floated towards the sky.
As the residual rain fell, her dress fluttered, her black hair fluttered, and the innocence between her eyebrows and eyes gradually faded away, leaving only a devilish chill. A powerful breath radiated from her petite body to the surroundings. Dozens of black air currents, like ribbons, lingered around her body.
Chen Changsheng never underestimated this powerful or even terrifying demon princess, not to mention that she was the only disciple of the black robe, and she obviously had a lot of connections with Zhou Yuan. Who knew what other tricks she was hiding? Hearing her contemptuous and confident words, he knew that he couldn't let the situation develop like this, and with a slight movement of his consciousness, a sword pierced the wind.
With a gust of hurricane, the heavy Shanhai Sword slashed towards Nanke above the Shinto.
Teng Xiaoming and Liu Wan'er couple had already made preparations and rushed up violently, relying on their powerful cultivation to block the sword.
The Shanhai Sword is very wide and large, behind which lies a delicate sword.
At the moment of life and death, Chen Changsheng also learned to use this cold method. Covered by the hurricane carried by the Shanhai Sword, the delicate Yuenv sword quietly broke through the barrier of the couple of demon generals, came to Nanke, and stabbed at her with a soft chirping sound. Between eyebrows.
At this moment, Nan Ke had closed his eyes, his slightly widened brows and eyes were completely white, without any emotion, and he did not see the coming of this beautiful sword.
The broken strings fluttered up without a sound. The old man playing the piano, who seemed to be in a state of despair, shouted, stepped on the fluttering strings, took a few steps in the air, and stopped in front of Nanke. Blocked that show sword. With a puff, Xiujian pierced the throat of the old man playing the piano, and blood spattered out!
In the hurricane, the iron sword as heavy as a mountain suppressed the couple of demon generals, and the body of the old man playing the piano was falling to the ground. Although he blocked the Yuenu sword for a moment, Nanke hadn't woken up yet. How could Chen Changsheng miss this moment? Taking this opportunity, he reached out and took down the broken Moshuai flag sword from the air, and slashed at Nanke from a distance of hundreds of feet!
In the sky above the Shinto where the rain was falling, there was a sudden sound of turbulent wind, as if an invisible flag was flying.
The battle flag was fluttering, and the sword was moving forward bravely. The front half of the broken Moshuai flag sword had a piercing sword light.
Chen Changsheng didn't know how to use the banner sword, but he wanted to try to see if he could use the demon swordsmanship to break through the demon princess' defense. It's a pity that he didn't have the chance to see the result of this sword, because a warning sign suddenly appeared in his sea of consciousness, which made him forcibly take back the Demon Commander's Flag Sword that was about to be released, and put it in front of his eyebrows.
Clang!
Only half of the Demon Commander's flag sword was left vibrating violently in the air outside the edge of the stone platform, making a somewhat unwilling sound.
There was a sharp pain in Chen Changsheng's wrist. If it wasn't for his amazing willpower, he might have lost the Demon Commander's Banner Sword.
Where did the arrow come from
Looking around the main entrance of the mausoleum, he didn't see any arrows, only a hair on the Shinto slowly falling down.
Could it be that it wasn't an arrow that hit Moshuai's flag sword earlier, but just a vellus hair
He looked towards the grassland below the mausoleum.
In the center of the black ocean formed by the beast tide, a mountain-like figure of a monster slowly appeared.
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