Countless long swords in the Sword Making Mountain trembled slightly and made sword chanting sounds.
At the same time, countless flying swords filled the sky, and rays of light bloomed from the houses and caves in the mountains, shooting straight into the sky.
All kinds of brilliance enveloped the entire sword-making mountain, and mysterious ancient power circulated in the intertwined brilliance.
Jianlu existed thousands of years ago, longer than the existence of the Great Chu Dynasty.
For thousands of years, the world only knew that swords were made in Jianlu, but they did not know that this mountain also contained terrifying power.
Yu Zhi looked at the brilliance in the sky and thought in his heart
"Formation, or some other mysterious method? Every sect in Shiwanda Mountain has a sect-protecting formation, and the Sword House with a long history must also be blessed by formation."
"However, I'm afraid that Jianlu has other secrets. Otherwise, with Xiang Ji's power in Nanzhou Prefecture, the mere sect-protecting formation cannot protect this sword-making mountain."
Swordsmiths who forged swords in the mountains appeared in the square one after another.
Someone was holding a sword-making hammer, someone was holding a red sword that had just been half-cast, and someone was holding a pair of iron pliers and rushed into the square.
"Which bastard comes to Zhujian Mountain to cause trouble?"
"Who the hell bothered me to forge a sword?"
"I'm tired of living. Lao Guo, is this bitch causing trouble?"
Each of these swordsmiths only wore short shirts, their terrifying and exaggerated muscles, and their ferocious expressions looked like the fierce bandits in the mountains descending to plunder.
Who would have thought that the swordsmith who forged the world's most famous swords would look like a rough man?
The realm of these swordsmiths is not high, and there are very few people above the monument, but all of them have bad tempers, and they are not afraid at all when facing Xiang Yan and others.
Cao Jiujian and others also watched this scene.
Cao Jiujian asked the swordsman on the side: "Poor scholar, do you think that if the Chu Palace besieges Zhujian Mountain, should we help or not?"
"If a person has no faith, he will not stand. Naturally, he will take action." Jianshu responded, "I made a contract when I entered the mountain. If Jianlu is in trouble, how can I just stand by and watch?"
There were people talking on the side.
"Helping Jianlu means going against the Chu Palace. We can't afford to offend the Chu Palace."
"That contract won't kill anyone. It's better to suffer a little and be injured a little than to die."
After all, Jianlu's opponent is the Prince of Chu's Mansion, the controller of the entire Nanzhou.
These sword cultivators also had to weigh their own strength.
When Cao Jiujian heard this, he crossed his arms and said disdainfully: "People cannot stand without faith. So what about the Prince of Chu's Palace? As a sword cultivator, if you are afraid of this and that, how can you make any progress?"
Cao Jiujian was fearless in Lingzhou and was known as a madman.
Now facing the Chu Palace, Cao Jiujian was completely fearless.
The woman in red shirt looked at these tall and powerful swordsmiths with a trace of disgust in her eyes.
The brilliance in the sky and the mysterious power were all within the expectation of the woman in red shirt.
Since it was expected, the woman in red shirt was also prepared.
"Master Guo, one hundred thousand Tiger Roar Army soldiers are at the foot of Zhujian Mountain. Do you think your Sword House can block the Tiger Roar Army's cavalry?"
The King of Chu had hundreds of thousands of troops, and the Tiger Roaring Army was just one of them. The armies of the counties in Nanzhou Prefecture were also controlled by the Chu King's confidants.
Guo Ji is very tough, and the tendons all over his body seem to say rejection.
"Jianlu doesn't want to get involved in the court battle. If Xiang Ji insists on having his own way, even if I, Jianlu, are completely destroyed, I will still bite off a piece of Xiang Ji's flesh."
Jianlu has never shown his true potential, but Jianlu has never been afraid of anyone.
Otherwise, these talented swordsmiths would have been trapped by the major forces and become exclusive swordsmiths.
"Xiang Ji dares to attack my Jianlu, dare to touch anyone in my Jianlu Mountain, the Chu Palace will bear the wrath of Jianlu."
As he spoke, Guo Ji raised his hand and waved.
Countless flying swords suspended in the air hummed softly, roaring towards the hundreds of thousands of roaring tiger troops down the mountain.
The sword roared like a long wind.
While the generals of the Tiger Roaring Army were looking at the groups of flying swords in the sky with confusion, countless flying swords had already broken into the Tiger Roaring Army's formation.
In an instant, the extremely sharp sword edge slashed across the throats of countless soldiers, sword lights bloomed one after another, and the cold murderous intent stunned the 100,000 Tiger Roar Army soldiers on the spot.
call!
Ten thousand swords descended from the sky like a giant dragon, roaring and roaring, passing through the formation of the Tiger Roaring Army.
Screams rang out and corpses fell one after another. The soldiers touched the blood in their throats, then lost consciousness and never woke up.
The famous Tiger Roar Army in Nanzhou ushered in an unprecedented panic.
In just a few breaths, countless swords in the air returned to the sky above the Sword Casting Mountain.
In these few breaths, thousands of soldiers of the Tiger Roar Army fell at the foot of Zhujian Mountain, their bodies warm and bleeding like rivers.
fear!
Shocked!
Those screams and panicked sounds of soldiers and horses reached Jianhu Lake and reached everyone's ears.
The red-shirted goddess' expression darkened, and when she looked at the countless flying swords in the air again, she was a little more cautious.
Tick tock!
Then tick tock!
Drop after drop.
Bright red blood dripped down the tip of the sword, and the sunlight shone through the blood to create an even more eerie blood glow.
Pattering rain of blood fell from the sky, and a strong smell of blood filled the air.
This is the warning given by Guo Ji.
In just these few breaths, the Tiger Roar Army has lost thousands of soldiers.
These thousands of elite soldiers died in vain at the foot of Zhujian Mountain.
This shows how terrifying Jianlu's sword is.
The brilliance and sword in the sky gave the red-shirted woman and others a great shock.
The cost of dealing with Jianlu has exceeded the level that the Chu Palace can bear in the past few breaths.
"Go back and tell Xiang Ji to give up the idea of getting involved in Jianlu." Guo Ji said lightly.
Guo Ji did not say those threatening words. Countless swords in the sky and hidden murderous intentions are more useful than majestic words!
At this moment, the red shirt girl's plan for this trip has failed.
The hundred thousand Tiger Roaring Army could not threaten Jianlu, but they suffered a lot of losses.
"Let's go!" the woman in red shirt said angrily.
Mr. Third looked at the sword in the air and then at Yu Zhi. His desire to kill Yu Zhi was uncontrollable, and today's situation forced him to leave again.
"Boy, just wait. Sooner or later you will die in my hands."
Yu Zhi spread his hands with a look of contempt. "You've been saying this for half a year, and I've been waiting for you."
Xiang Yan also wanted to leave, and the guards brought Xiang Jinghao and Bai Yu who were unconscious.
This time, Yu Zhi didn't stop him.
The appearance of the woman in red shirt made it clear the Chu Palace's intention towards Jianlu, and also completely pushed Jianlu to the opposite side of the Chu Palace.
The enemy of my enemy is my friend.
Yu Zhi also wanted to thank the girl in red for her appearance.
Everyone was relieved as they watched the people from Prince Chu's Mansion leave.
These sword cultivators only come here to seize the sword.
It would not be a good thing for him to start a war, have an enemy with the Prince of Chu's Mansion, or have an enemy with Jianlu.
At this moment, another figure appeared on the edge of Jian Lake.
The visitor was wearing an elegant dress, and his face looked a bit haggard, but his brows and eyes were extremely determined.
This person was none other than Jiang Xiyue, who had disappeared for a long time after that night in Baiweilou.
No one knows where Jiang Xiyue went, and why did Jiang Xiyue appear today?
Li Wantong clearly felt Yu Zhi's body trembling.
Yu Zhi... Li Wantong knew that the woman in front of him was Yu Zhi's biological mother - Jiang Xiyue.
Jiang Xiyue was alone. She glanced at Yu Zhi with complicated eyes, then glanced at Xiang Jinghao, and her complicated eyes returned to calm.
My child is still alive... Jiang Xiyue had a sore nose and held back tears.
Jiang Xiyue said to Xiang Yan: "Xiang Yan, it was you who broke into the North that night twenty years ago, and Qixing General escaped with death, right?"
Xiang Yan didn't expect Jiang Xiyue to appear today.
He has been with Xiang Ji since he was a child, and has known Jiang Xiyue since he was a child.
When he was young, Jiang Xiyue treated him very well and never treated him as a servant. Among those large and indifferent families, only Jiang Xiyue gave Xiang Yan some warmth.
Therefore, Jiang Xiyue has always been Bai Yueguang in Xiang Yan's heart.
He wants to protect Jiang Xiyue.
There are only two people in this world who can order him, and one of them is Jiang Xiyue.
Xiang Yan's silence gave Jiang Xiyue an answer!
Jiang Xiyue already knew the result. Although twenty years ago is far away, it is not difficult to find out.
During the time she disappeared, Jiang Xiyue went to many places and met many people.
The disappeared old Beidou Camp told the unknown secrets, and the truths buried in the long river of time entered Jiang Xiyue's memory bit by bit.
Jiang Xiyue wants to verify it herself, but the truth is always shocking.
"You are the one who threw my child into the fire, and you are the one who has been chasing him!"
Jiang Xiyue's voice became colder and colder, colder than the ice of Jianhu Lake.
Xiang Yan was silent again, like a child who had made a mistake, lowering his head and saying nothing.
At this moment, everyone discovered the strangeness in front of them.
Xiang Yan, the first of the Eighteen Riders of Yanyun and a great cultivator on the ninth level of the Open Monument, was questioned like this by a woman and did not dare to reply.
Who is this woman?
How dare you question Xiang Yan like this?
"So, those things are true?" Jiang Xiyue stared at Xiang Yan, her sharp and cold eyes penetrated the cover of the bamboo hat and fell on Xiang Yan's face.
Xiang Yan still didn't answer.
I heard the woman in red shirt suddenly laugh a few times. "Isn't it too late for you to know now? It's in vain that you are extremely intelligent, but you have been deceived for twenty years. What a ridiculous, extremely ridiculous stupid woman!"
Jiang Xiyue turned to look at the laughing woman in red shirt, and she remembered the peacock feathers that night in Baiwei Tower.
"Did you move that peacock feather?" Jiang Xiyue asked.
"So what? That kid should have died twenty years ago." The woman in red shirt didn't hide anything. Now that things have happened, what else does she need to hide?
The woman in red shirt continued: "It's a pity that his life is so tough. Even peacock feathers can't poison him! Otherwise, the scene of a mother killing her son is enough to keep Nanzhou Mansion busy for a long time."
As soon as he finished speaking, everyone's eyes fell on Yu Zhi.
The poison of peacock feathers.
This obviously refers to Yu Zhi.
These sword cultivators who came to Jiangnan City had all heard about the disturbance in Baiwei Tower, and the protagonist in it was Yu Zhi.
Xiang Jinghao, the eldest son of King Chu, and the mysterious Princess Chu are also one of the protagonists.
"Wait, wait. Could it be that this woman is Princess Chu, and how could Princess Chu be Yu Zhi's mother?"
"It's confusing. Can someone explain to me what's going on?"
It is estimated that most people have the same doubts.
The wind of gossip spread throughout Jianhu Lake.
Cao Jiujian's eyes flashed with clear "wisdom" and he said, "I understand. Princess Chu is Yu Zhi's biological mother, and Yu Zhi is the illegitimate son of King Chu!"
Jian Shu coughed twice and replied: "You are right."
Go to hell with your illegitimate son, the Eighteen Riders of Yanyun will kill the blood of the King of Chu?
