His status is no different from that of the Emperor of Heaven, or even surpasses that of the Emperor of Heaven, because all sword cultivators in the world are supporters of the Sword Sect. In the end, the Sword Sect used strong unity to assist the Martial God in defeating the demon clan, and made great contributions to the mainland, so the Sword Sect His Majesty Zong is not only respected by sword cultivators, but also by martial cultivators all over the world.
"Of course I won't be so hasty. Of course I want to go to Jianshan." Ouyang said solemnly.
"Ouyang, have you really thought it through?" Li Qingping said solemnly. He did not expect Ouyang to take out this thing. If this kid is really allowed to ascend to that position, then even if the purple energy in his body is really It doesn't matter if it's demonic.
"Of course, because this is not my choice, but the choice of Jian Zong." Ouyang made a solemn choice. They were not qualified to question Jian Zong's choice, and they did not dare to question it. Regarding the inheritance of Jian Zong, they all knew that Ming Ming There is a kind of power in the underworld that will guide you. At this moment, a group of Xingse's holy light appeared around him. He was wearing a Xingse's cloak and holding a staff in his hand. On the staff, there was actually a Nine sharp little swords, several people were shocked at the same time. They did not expect the people from Jianshan to come so quickly. If the sword cultivator has a holy land, then the oldest and most sacred holy land is definitely not the Tianli Sword Sect, but the Tianli Sword Sect. It is the Sword Mountain where Sword Sect was born.
"Meet the Chief of the Cloak." Everyone, including Li Qingping, was very respectful to the old man in the cloak. They crossed their hands on their chests and pointed their swords with their faces, looking pious and respectful. The sword mountain was no longer there. Knowing that he had not been born for tens of thousands of years, the news should have been blocked, but the chief minister came so quickly. He almost took out the token and rushed over. As expected, Jianshan is very sensitive to this token. At the same time, It also made everyone feel depressed. The inheritance of the Sword Sect is so important, but there are so many people in the world who covet the inheritance of the Sword Sect, including the big boss in front of them. Absolutely no one dares to guarantee that this big boss will inherit the sword sect. There is no coveting for the position of Sword Sect. After all, the great master is one of the saints of the previous generation.
"Jian Zong Ling, after so many years, it turns out that it is with you, kid?" Looking at the Jian Zong Ling held by Ouyang, he didn't know how long he had been looking for this old man. As a member of Jian Zong, Jian Zong Ling is Everything about him, this Jianzong Order should have returned to Jianshan 20,000 years ago, but it never came back, so Jianshan had searched for it secretly, but why he searched for it secretly was because Jianshan didn't want to make a big deal about it, because 20,000 Years ago, the sword master lost his identity as a sword master, but he did not hand over the token. If the sword master knew about it, he would definitely have other thoughts.
"Chief Chief, are you going to welcome back His Majesty the Sword Sect?" Ouyang straightened his body.
"Your Majesty?" The chief of the line of robes frowned. He sensed the aura of the token, so he rushed over, but he did not feel the birth of the Sword Sect. And Ouyang Xian said, Your Majesty, could someone here inherit the Sword Sect? Impossible, he has not felt the person in this world who can inherit the Sword Sect. He is the chief commander of the Sword Sect, and he is the most respected person in the Sword Sect. He is also the person closest to the position of the Sword Sect. He has not felt it. To see Your Majesty, with a little Ouyang, how can I have the qualifications to feel His Majesty and what kind of person His Majesty is? At least a strong person can ascend in this world. Only those who can ascend in this world can be called Your Majesty. Even if the master's swordsmanship is not attained. Strong, there is no hope of reaching it in this life, but absolutely no one here can reach this level.
"This is the new His Majesty." Ouyang said respectfully to Zhou Xing, but Zhou Xing was confused. When did he become His Majesty? He was also confused at this time.
"Just him?" The big boss had a look of disdain in his eyes. Not to mention his swordsmanship, the strength of the Martial Lord Seventh Layer Mountain alone made him weak and pitiful in front of such a big man, let alone Zhou Xing is thirty years old, but Wuzun Qizhongshan, although he can barely be called a genius, is not a little bit worse than those golden geniuses. From ancient times to the present, the position of Sword Sect has been passed down, who is not an earth-shattering figure, even if he is not A sword master is at least a sword emperor, but what about Zhou Xing? He is not a Sword Emperor, so what qualifications does he have to take the position of Sword Sect, so naturally the chief minister will not recognize Zhou Xing's position, and he just wants to invite the Sword Sect to return to Jianshan, hold a sword meeting, and let everyone The chief elders voted collectively to select the next Sword Sect, and for this next Sword Sect, even for nomination, Zhou Xing was not qualified, or had any qualifications.
The Grand Chief of Xingpao stared at Zhou Xing, who had a confused look on his face. Invisibly, a vast holy light fell down, and Zhou Xing's expression changed. That vast holy light, like a sea of stars, pressed directly towards Zhou Xing. Below, the whole mountain is trembling. Everyone seems to have been cast a restraining spell and cannot make the slightest movement. Even the Sword Emperor Li Qingping can only watch at this time. Even if a saint does not take action, it is enough to make him They are powerless. This is the terror of the saints, as if the saints will die if they have only one thought.
The pressure of Shenghui was like thousands of storms, falling towards Zhou Xing. The invisible sharp blade seemed to tear Zhou Xing into pieces. The danger was like the whole sky was about to collapse. Zhou Xing's sword looked so pale when he took action. He was powerless and raised his long sword high, like a pillar holding up the sky, as if he was trying to hold up an umbrella, but the vast pressure, the vastness, the invisible power, pressed down heavily, and bang, Zhou Xing knelt down on his knees, and the whole earth The blood vessels in both knees cracked instantly, and golden blood slowly flowed out. When Zhou Xing woke up, his body was already very powerful, but it broke easily in front of the saint, like a bottle of ordinary porcelain.
Strong, incredibly strong, Zhou Xing knew how powerful the Martial Emperor was, and he also knew how powerful the cheap old man was, but when the cheap old man was by his side, he did not release a trace of the Martial God's pressure at all. Zhou Xing even thought that the cheap old man was not as cheap as his own. I'm awesome. After all, it's hard to see the slightest trace of a master's temperament from this cheap old man. But Zhou Xing's idea is totally wrong. If this cheap old man knows his inner thoughts, I'm afraid he will hang him up and beat him up. , then who is Emperor Zhou? He dares to compare with this old man. Even if his end is approaching, it is not the slightest problem to deal with a person like Emperor Zhou, more than a dozen of them, not to mention that Emperor Wu is separated by mountains or a sky. , Emperor Zhou was separated by two days from him. When Emperor Zhou stood in front of him, he didn't dare to have the courage to fight with him. Even the old man Emperor Zhou couldn't even think of defeating him.
At this time, Zhou Xing, for the first time, did not have the desire to kill the old man opposite him with his sword. You must know that as a swordsman, no matter what happens in this world, he always uses his sword to express his attitude. But this time, he really didn't Courage lifts the sword. Although the saint is strong, a saint can force himself into such a cruel state. So what about the high-ranking god? He can control the saint at will. In his eyes, the saint is no different from ordinary ants. Why should he say that he wants to kill such a powerful existence? Why can he kill him based on his innocent thoughts? This was the first time that Zhou Xing looked down on himself. He also scolded himself angrily at this moment, scolding himself for being useless, and scolding his hand for not being worthy of holding this sword, this world-famous sword. His heart was roaring, His will was resisting, the wind was howling, the clouds were surging, the sky was gloomy, and the rain was falling like a sharp sword. Three Half-Step Martial Emperors and a Sword Emperor, with their profound energy surging at this time, blocked the way. The surging waves are magnificent, but this is just a drop in the ocean. If the entire ocean falls, of course they will not be able to withstand it.
Are saints strong? Of course he is strong, but he is the person chosen by God. God can choose. If a saint is strong, will he be weak? If a saint is strong, then why is the saint not chosen by God? So he is not as good as me. If he and I are switched now, as a martial artist When facing a saint, he will definitely be a dog wagging its tail and begging for mercy. He is even lying on the ground. He may not need to use his holy power at all, so this guy is not as good as me. Zhou Xing felt happy in his heart. The sword was held by him, and the golden blood had stopped. , his body slowly stiffened, like a spear, he stood up unyieldingly, resolute and unyielding, the sword intent in his eyes seemed to turn into two actual sharp swords, the chief commander's face changed drastically, and his body As a saint, he didn't even know that he had lost control of his emotions, but now he had to admit that it was definitely a miracle that the boy in front of him could stand up, a huge miracle.
"I have to admit that you are very evil, but being your Majesty is not enough." With cold eyes and no emotion, His Majesty is such a sacred existence. It is the belief of sword cultivators in the world. To some extent, it even surpasses God of War, in the eyes of all sword cultivators, Jian Zong is no different from a god.
Boom, the melodious sound of bells and drums seemed to fall from the distant battlefield, and a thick golden light was projected from the dark clouds in the sky. The silver token in Ouyang's hand began to tremble, boom, boom, boom, One after another, like the sound of war drums, desolate and wailing, the token fell on Zhou Xing's head, and a kind of holy light dropped like hesitant raindrops, expelling all the holy power from Zhou Xing's body, and everyone They were all shocked. This was the inheritance of the Sword Sect, the real inheritance of the Sword Sect. It turned out that Sect Master Ouyang said that this was the choice of the Sword Sect, which was not a lie. The Sword Sect really chose him.
"I have met Jian Zong." The dead man immediately showed great respect, and the chief commander was also stunned. Jian Zong ordered him to choose him, so naturally he is Jian Zong. No one can change this.
"Grand Chief, do you still think he is not the Sword Sect?" Ouyang's face turned cold. The Sword Sect is sacred. Even a saint cannot desecrate the Sword Sect.
"I don't dare, old slave." This arrogant and holy saint had to bend his waist, just because the inheritance of the Sword Sect did not allow him to question it.
"Return to Jianshan." An indifferent tone came from Zhou Xing's mouth. He was cold and ruthless, like a machine, making it impossible to tell whether he was happy or angry. The silver token, like a jade, hung on his waist. There seems to be a kind of magical rune on the clothes, which makes Zhou Xing even more sacred. The soles of his feet are cloud boots, the left side is embroidered with a blue dragon, there is an embroidered fire phoenix, the emperor dragon crosses his feet, and he wears a purple gold jade carved dragon crown. , Zhou Xingduan at this moment is beyond the reach of others.
"Old slave, take your orders." With a wave of his sleeves, golden light flashed, and the two of them disappeared into Qingping Peak in an instant.
"A good disciple actually became a sword sect. Now we are at a loss." Furukawa said with a depressed look. He still wanted to let Zhou Xing learn his sword intention, but what about now? Zhou Xing became a sword sect, and his status was still higher than those of them. Even in the future, they would all be Zhou Xing's subordinates, and there was an inexplicable bitterness in his heart.
"What's the point? Jian Zong is the number one true disciple of our Tianli Jian Zong. Everything we promised has still been delivered to Jian Mountain, so our Jian Zong is still the number one sword sect in the world." Ouyang said with a face. happy.
"No wonder, you, an old man, became the sect leader. You are indeed a cunning old man." Cheng Yulian also said with a speechless expression.
"Sword Sect? It seems that I have to pay a visit to Sword Sect." The Wine Sword Immortal took out his gourd and took a big gulp of wine. As a sword cultivator, he is also the number one sword cultivator in the Far North. , Naturally, he rushed to Jianshan Mountain as soon as possible to see His Majesty Jianzong for his coronation. What an honor it was. His Majesty Jianzong, a wise man who had to read the three thousand swordsmanship principles thoroughly and know the true meaning of the swordsmanship could lead the way with whatever he said. After being crowned, they will preach, and some people can even understand the meaning of the sword in the sermon, so this sword sect sermon is a great opportunity for sword cultivators, and no one is willing to miss this sword Zong was crowned, and Jian Zong preached.
"Drunkard, have you received the news?" A shadow flashed past, and it was Mu Kunlun, the Kunlun Sword Immortal, who was also here.
"The Sword Master has finally been passed down, but I have never heard of the second Sword Master in the world being promoted. Could it be that it was passed on to a Sword Emperor?" Jiu Jianxian asked his doubts. What kind of existence is a saint? If you want to achieve success, Saints, that is even more difficult than ascending to heaven. Saints do not appear in the world, but saints are definitely rare. Moreover, every saint who is promoted will have visions of heaven and earth. The last time a saint was promoted was in Beiming a hundred thousand years ago. Saint, now the calamity of one hundred thousand life is approaching. Perhaps one of these eight emperors can achieve the status of saint. Otherwise, it would take tens of thousands of years for a saint to be born, even if it is the Kunlun Holy Palace. The same is true for Young Master Situ. Even if he can become a saint, the road to sainthood is still a very long one, and it is not without the slightest danger.
"Would you like to know if you go and see?" These words are like very ordinary language, like one person is eating, and the other wants to know whether the meal is delicious, so he just says, "Eat and see, you will know." Jian Zong's return to the throne is such a sacred and important matter for sword cultivators. No one treats it as simply as he does. At this time, many people will rush towards Jian Mountain in excitement. The pilgrimage to Jian Mountain seems to be unstoppable. Trend, some people will definitely feel very regretful if they can't go. After all, this kind of thing is probably a grand event only once in hundreds of thousands of years.
The last Sword Sect coronation was just an event recorded in the classics. Although His Majesty the Sword Sect is famous all over the world and is the only Sword Master in the world today, those who have experienced this kind of thing are afraid that There are very few, or even no more. After all, that sword master exists.
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