The famous sword that took hundreds of years finally has its owner.
Cao Jiujian, Jianshu, Jianchi, etc., it was expected that any one of them would get Po Qiong, including Ye Qinghuan.
After a moment, Cao Jiujian gritted his teeth and finally let out a weak sigh.
"I didn't expect Ye Qinghuan to get Po Qiong."
Cao Jiujian was a little unwilling. After all, everyone had been working hard from the beginning to the end. Ye Qinghuan was like an outsider, quietly gaining Po Qiong's approval.
But Ye Qinghuan has not yet received his approval from Cao Jiujian.
"How can a sword cultivator who only knows how to be timid deserve to be recognized as a century-old sword?" Cao Jiujian said disdainfully.
Jian Shu said: "Old Cao, you are wrong. You are not the only sword cultivator who is rampant. There are also some sword cultivators who are brave and resourceful!"
Cao Jiujian curled his lips, thinking that these words sounded a bit strange.
"I suspect you're scolding me, but I have no proof."
Jianshu smiled indifferently, looked at Ye Qinghuan, then at Yu Zhi, and sighed leisurely: "With friends like this, what more can I ask for."
"That's all, Po Qiong already has a home."
On the ice of Jianhu Lake, Ye Qinghuan and Po Qiong became more and more in tune with each other. They were one with the sword, and there was no longer the strange feeling before.
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Seeing this, Tong Qingshan took a step forward and said: "Poqiong has recognized its owner. There is some wine in the mountain. You can leave or play in the mountain. But please remember not to enter the forbidden area. Otherwise, the formation will be alarmed. Even the ninth level of the Open Monument is difficult to deal with."
Guo Ji glanced at Xiang Yan inexplicably, and then glanced at Han Qing and Mo Bufan.
The Sword House is not only good at forging swords. If someone dares to cause trouble, he must pay the price.
Everything seemed settled, but no one left in the square.
Han Qing and Mo Bufan stood there.
Lingzhou's military commander Shang Ming did not leave either.
There are also other sword cultivators.
Calculating carefully, there are ten sword cultivators above the eighth level of the Open Monument.
Most of the remaining sword cultivators are at least in the sixth level of Armor Breaking.
These nearly a hundred sword cultivators are undoubtedly comparable to the core strength of the top sects in the Hundred Thousand Mountains!
Without the presence of Li Haomiao and Xiang Ji, Kaibei Ninth Grade has gradually become the top powerhouse in the mountain.
Mo Bufan whispered a few words to Han Qing.
The next moment, Han Qing's eyes fell on Yu Zhi.
When Yu Zhi stole the Biluo Qingyan and fled, the Lingxiao faction surrounded Yu Zhi and wanted to take the Biluo Qingyan as their own.
Later, Yu Zhi never went to the Lingxiao sect to ask for an explanation.
The two sides already had a grudge.
Han Qing thought in his mind: "The enmity with Yu Zhi has been settled, and Yu Zhi is the enemy of the Chu Palace. Mo Bufan is right. If the Lingxiao faction wants to take refuge in the Chu Palace, they also need to surrender. In this way, when the King of Chu ascends the throne in the future, Only the Lingxiao sect will have more status."
"Kill Yu Zhi. Give the certificate of surrender to the Prince of Chu's Mansion."
Han Qing secretly analyzed the pros and cons of this matter.
Everyone knows that the world is in turmoil.
Choosing a side now becomes extremely important.
If you want to make a difference, it is extremely important to stand in line as soon as possible.
Yu Zhi felt Han Qing's murderous intention. He looked at Han Qing and said, "Master Guo, if someone wants to kill me in Zhujian Mountain, will Jianlu help me?"
Guo Ji nodded and said, "Yes."
Yu Zhi smiled and didn't pay attention to Han Qing. Even if Li Haomiao leaves, Yu Zhi will not let others take advantage of him.
Xiang Jinghao was stabbed in the chest, but after treatment, his life was no longer in danger.
Bai Yu was also defeated by Ye Qinghuan, lying on the ice not knowing whether he was alive or dead. However, Bai Yu is destined to be unable to leave the Sword-making Mountain.
Used the source of night ghost to complete the transformation into night ghost and increase combat power.
This is no longer a personal grudge.
Under Yu Zhi's instruction, Zhujian Mountain was about to send someone to capture it.
At this time, Xiang Yan said: "Bai Yu, I want to take it away!"
Xiang Yan's tone was unwavering, which was also Xiang Ji's instruction. The person must be brought back to the Prince of Chu's Mansion alive.
Now both of them are still alive, but half dead.
Yu Zhi was very practical. He took a step forward, took out Shang Fang's sword, and said righteously: "The black mist on Bai Yu's body is related to the night ghost. I want to take it back to Kyoto and hand it over to His Majesty."
Xiang Yan did not give in, and the guards of the Chu Palace came forward to take Bai Yu away.
"There have long been rumors that King Chu disobeyed the emperor's orders and intended to rebel. Even you Yanyun Eighteen Cavalry don't take Shang Fang's sword seriously. Hum... It seems that these rumors are true."
In just a few words, Yu Zhi labeled Xiang Yan as a traitor.
Xiang Yan turned a deaf ear to this, and the guards of the Prince of Chu's Mansion also ignored Yu Zhi's words.
Yu Zhi seemed to have expected such a result and looked at Guo Ji. The meaning is self-evident.
Guo Ji asked Yu Zhi to guard Zhujian Mountain and guard Jianlu. And Yu Zhi also wanted to completely pull the swordsmiths in Jianlu into his own camp and oppose the Chu Palace.
Guo Ji backed down and said, "This matter is not within the scope of my promise."
Yu Zhi spread his hands and didn't care. He looked at Xiang Yan again and said: "I heard from Uncle Li that that night twenty years ago, you led people to sneak into the northern border. Two of the Big Dipper generals, Tianxuanxing, were killed in the battle, and Tianjixing was defeated and fled. The seven insects and seven flower poisons on my body were also caused by you."
No one knew what Yu Zhi was talking about.
Only Xiang Yan knew it.
Xiang Yan was silent for a moment and responded: "It's beyond my expectation that you can survive to this day. For more than ten years, Li Haomiao has been in Nanzhou Mansion. As long as anything happens to you, Jiangnan City will be destroyed by Li Haomiao." In his hands. Li Qingru took you to hide here and there, looking for doctors and medicines everywhere."
Xiang Yan suddenly laughed a few times and continued: "I have to say that the two of them really tried their best for you."
That night twenty years ago, Yu Zhi was just born. He was supposed to die in that fire, but the lives of countless people were exchanged for his.
Li Qingru and Li Haomiao spent twenty years to keep him alive until now.
Yu Zhi said: "The important thing is that I am alive now. I will settle that debt with you bit by bit!"
"I'm afraid you won't survive." Xiang Yan said.
Yu Zhi said again: "The poison of seven insects and seven flowers has tortured me for a long time. One day I will let you taste the poison of seven insects and seven flowers."
Xiang Yan stepped forward, the black gauze hanging from his bamboo hat fluttering in the wind.
"The peacock feather poison didn't kill you, I can give you another ride."
A cold voice, a cold killing intent.
Xiang Yan has a level of cultivation at the ninth level of the Open Monument and rarely takes action, but to be able to become the first rider of Yan Yun's Eighteen Riders, Xiang Yan's strength cannot be underestimated.
Guo Ji, who was standing behind Yu Zhi, reminded: "Xiang Yan, this is Zhujian Mountain."
"So what about Zhujian Mountain? The person Yan Yun's Eighteen Cavalry wants to kill must die even if he is in the palace!" The person who answered Guo Ji was not Xiang Yan, but another familiar voice to Yu Zhi.
Mr. Three walked out of Jianke Mountain Road, accompanied by a woman in a red shirt.
The woman in red shirt looked at Yu Zhi who was still alive, feeling surprised and showing a strange smile.
"I came to Zhujian Mountain today for other important reasons. I didn't expect to bump into a person who was resurrected from the dead." The woman in red shirt smiled, "Not even the poison of peacock feathers can poison you. You are really alive. Hard."
Yan Yunshiba came to the third place, and the Sword Making Mountain became lively.
The girl in the red shirt seemed to have remembered something and said: "By the way. Little guy, you don't know me yet. I am the second rider of the Yanyun Eighteenth Cavalry - the girl in the red shirt."
Instead, Yu Zhi looked at Mr. San, and he could feel the strong murderous intention in Mr. San.
From the beginning in Kyoto, Mr. San showed extremely strong murderous intention towards Yu Zhi. This is something that no one else among the Eighteen Riders of Yanyun has.
But why does Mr. San want to kill himself so much?
The woman in the red shirt flicked her sleeves, and the bright red clothes fluttered in the air. "Master Guo, we are here for one thing today."
The person who came here is not a good person... Guo Ji looked at the woman in red shirt and motioned for her to continue talking.
The girl in the red shirt does have some charm, and her figure and face are like those of a twenty-eight-year-old girl, which attracts people's attention. "I'll make a long story short, my master, His Highness the King of Chu, wants Jianlu to join my palace, the King of Chu!"
Everyone in the world wants the Sword House, and even more so the famous sword in the Sword House.
Those are priceless treasures.
What Guo Ji didn't expect was that Xiang Ji would be so direct.
Before Guo Ji could say anything, Tong Qingshan yelled: "Dream your spring and autumn dream. Little Xiang Ji, you still want to get involved in Jianlu? I'm going to fuck him up."
Sword-making mountain is the residence of sword-smiths, and Sword House is the sacred place in the hearts of sword-smiths and sword cultivators.
If the Sword House fell into Xiang Ji's hands, it would no longer be a Sword House dedicated to making swords.
When the girl in red shirt heard Tong Qingshan insulting Xiang Ji, she frowned and turned dark.
"Tong Qingshan, if you dare to insult the Lord, do you believe I will kill you first?"
The red-shirted woman's eyes flashed with murderous intent. She just wanted to kill Tong Qingshan, but there were many swordsmiths in the sword hut.
Guo Ji gently patted Tong Qingshan on the shoulder and signaled Tong Qingshan to step back.
Tong Qingshan was still angry and followed Guo Ji's instructions.
Guo Ji did not expect Xiang Ji's offensive to be so direct and fierce.
Straightforward and irresistible.
"What if Jianlu refuses?" Guo Ji asked calmly,
The woman in red shirt looked around, looked at the peak of Zhujian Mountain, and said with some regret: "If you refuse, the Sword House that has been passed down for thousands of years will be destroyed."
"No room for negotiation?"
"No. This is also the best choice for Jianlu."
The toughness of the woman in red shirt exceeded Guo Ji's expectations.
Guo Ji sighed and said, "I always thought there would be some time. Unexpectedly, Xiang Ji couldn't wait any longer."
"However, the Sword House is the sword house of the sword master and the sword house of the world's sword cultivators. We will not belong to any party. If Xiang Ji wants to destroy the sword making mountain and the sword house, it must also depend on his ability. You don’t have this strength!”
Guo Ji's inexplicable confidence made the girl in red shirt burst into laughter.
"Guo Ji, you are so stubborn. My lord has become a tenth-grade grandmaster, and his army is enough to defeat the Sword-making Mountain. If you resist stubbornly, there is only one way to die."
Guo Ji took a step, which shattered the ground, and a crack spread from his feet to the front of the woman in red shirt.
This step also shows Guo Ji's attitude and Jianlu's will.
The next moment, Guo Ji's voice penetrated the clouds and echoed in Zhujian Mountain.
"Jianlu belongs to the enemy, meet the enemy!"
"Brothers, vote for recommendation! Please, please!"
