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Thunder Blade City!
Su Qinian sighed, seeing thousands of people participating in the sacred sword technique in front of him, this scene is really amazing.
"Old friends are still here."
At this time, Ao Zhan also sighed and looked at the corner in front of the city gate. Su Qinian followed his gaze and saw a stone statue, which seemed to be an old man sitting cross-legged at the foot of the city wall, looking up at the stone carvings thousands of feet above his head. There are vicissitudes of life and sadness.
Stay alive!
Suddenly, Su Qinian's pupils shrank, his bright mind illuminated and he quickly realized that the stone statue was alive and not dead.
"Brother Ao."
Su Qinian looked at Ao Zhan. The young Dragon King's son smiled bitterly and shook his head, saying: "After a thousand years of practicing swordsmanship, it is impossible to disobey God's will."
This person didn't want to say more, and Su Qinian didn't force it. Walking through the ten miles in front of the city gate, there were sharp edges lingering, all of which were the pure breath of the sword. The fighting spirit in Su Qinian's body trembled slightly, and the sword screamed. The sound is long, this kind of holy land of swordsmanship is also what he longs for.
So far, he has just comprehended five of the ten original mysteries of the way of the sword, and he is still short of five before he can truly be perfect.
If time hadn't been tight and the road ahead was difficult, Su Qinian would have wanted to settle down in this giant city for a while and fill in the gaps in his sword path. Compared with the two paths of light and time, in the sword path There are too many differences, not to mention the taboos in the town, but so far I have only understood the mystery of the origin.
However, before the two of them entered the city, Ao Zhan's face suddenly darkened, and Su Qinian suddenly felt a chill to his bones. He was a little surprised. When he glanced at the Dragon King's son, he saw his eyes falling on the city gate. A man A young man with a bruised nose and swollen face, but wearing a green silk battle suit, walked out and went straight to the stone statue.
Su Qinian's eyes moved, and the expression between his eyebrows revealed that the young man was 90% similar to the old man who turned into a stone statue...
However, the young man's next movement made Su Qinian raise his eyebrows, and Ao Zhan, who was beside him, had already changed his position and stood between the young man and the stone statue.
Ding!
With a flick of his finger, the sword was blown away. The young man staggered back ten steps, and then sat down on the ground.
He stared at Ao Zhan, who suddenly appeared, and said sternly: "Who are you! Why are you stopping me! You are so courageous! Do you know who my mother is! How dare you act in front of my Thunder Blade City!"
The young man's tone was very impolite, which attracted several soldiers from the Heavy Thunder Division stationed at the city gate to come closer, look at Ao Zhan, and shouted: "Who are you! How dare you be rude to the son of a saint!"
Even if they are only stationed at the city gate, the cultivation of these soldiers has suddenly realized the fate of life and death and stepped into the realm of earth creation. This majestic giant city and the background of the Heavy Thunder Division can be seen.
Son of a saint!
A divine light overflowed from Su Qi's eyes. At the same time, some sword enlighteners in front of the city gate were also awakened. They took a look at the strange thing in front of the city gate. Some people sneered, some shook their heads, and some glanced at Ao Zhan with serious expressions. The young man looked familiar, but the memory was too vague. The most important thing was that they could not see through the depth of this young man.
The saint of the previous generation!
Su Qinian caught rumors from all over the world that the young man in front of the city gate was not the son of the current saint of the Chonglei clan, but the descendant of the previous generation of saints. However, his background was somewhat disgraceful, at least as far as the Chonglei clan was concerned. For the Thunder Sword Saint, the eldest daughter fell into an unknown secret realm with a little man who was only from the Ministry of War. After escaping, they were already secretly married...
It is precisely because of the trip to the secret realm that as the eldest daughter of a saint, not only did she give birth to an heir nearly a thousand years ago, but she was originally the second generation of the saint's bloodline, but the holy blood was blocked. In addition to having more vigorous qi and blood than ordinary people, she was ordinary. Biological fathers are generally the same when they are young.
Descendants of the Holy Blood are just like mortals. There is no doubt that this is a shame for the entire Chonglei clan and brings shame to the entire clan.
If it weren't for the stunning beauty of the previous generation of saints, nearly a thousand years ago, before she was even 30 years old, she would have opened up the world and become a powerful person, and even almost made it to the heavenly list. In the past ten years, after giving birth to an heir, her cultivation level has improved even more. Like a trapped dragon ascending to heaven, it is rumored that in the past two years, she has initially condensed the divine chain of laws. She is only half a step away from becoming a saint, and is about to catch up with her brothers and sisters.
Therefore, no matter how unbearable his only son is, he is only seventeen years old and has just entered the Blood Refining Perfection. After all, no one dares to deliberately target him, because he is afraid that this saint of the previous generation will most likely become a saint within a few years. Of course, There are many masters and countless branches of the Chonglei clan, and some of them are not afraid of this saint of the previous generation...
Su Qinian looked at the stone statue in the corner of the city gate again. The old man who turned into stone was named Bai Fan. He was born in the Ministry of War nearly a thousand years ago and entered the land-opening realm in his twenties. This was already amazing enough, but for For the inheritance of a saint like the Heavy Thunder Division, it is still as fragile as the sand and gravel at the foot of the mountain.
After that, there was the Thousand Years of Sword Enlightenment before the Heavy Thunder Giant City, just to comprehend all the nine levels of sword skills...
Nearly a thousand years have passed, and his cultivation has made no progress at all. As a venerable person in the earth-opening realm, his life span is only a thousand years. On the day when his only son was born, the power of law tore apart the city defense formation and sealed it away. .
In the blink of an eye, seventeen years have passed, and this stone statue stands next to the city gate. There is smoke and grass in the corner of the city wall, gradually reaching the knees.
Bai Fan, a young man with a humble background in terms of the Chonglei Division, attempted to comprehend the Jiuzhong "Nine Heavens of Chonglei" and became the clan leader of the Chonglei Division. However, this millennium has passed, and even if there is a law seal, many people It seems that he died within two or three days of his death.
"Over the past tens of thousands of years, there have only been more than a hundred elders named Taishang who have been able to comprehend one or even two levels of sword skills. How many amazing people have enlightened the sword under this heavy thunder sword city and caught a glimpse of the sacredness of the Supreme King Realm. How can sword skills be taken lightly?"
"It's ridiculous to be overconfident, and it will eventually turn into a piece of loess, leaving sighs for future generations."
"It's a pity that the saint of the previous generation was so beautiful that she astonished the entire Sword Spirit King tribe..."
Some outsiders talked in low voices, and they were all strong men from various tribes in this wild land. Enlightenment of the sword in Chonglei Sword City, even if one cannot realize a sacred sword technique, can still be of great benefit to the practice of swordsmanship, or it can By analogy, over the years, countless people have broken through here, and even perfected the way of swordsmanship. Even if they are saints, there have been more than one person in front of this heavy thunder sword city for tens of thousands of years.
In front of the stone statue.
Ao Zhan didn't even look at the soldiers guarding the city. He just stared at the young man and said coldly: "Do you know who this stone statue is!"
The young man was so pierced by Ao Zhan's gaze that he had goosebumps all over his back, but he still gritted his teeth and shouted: "He's just a useless person, how dare you protect..."
Snapped!
The few soldiers guarding the city only felt their eyes blurred. The only son of the previous saint was slapped and staggered a few steps, falling to the ground again.
"You dare to insult him!"
Ao Zhan's eyes flashed with a frightening light, and several soldiers guarding the city felt like they were facing a formidable enemy. Although they also looked down upon the son of a saint, they were descendants of the saint after all. In front of the city gate, everyone was watching. What is seen and what is pointed out by all hands cannot be tolerated by others.
"presumptuous!"
Several soldiers shouted loudly and raised their swords to point at Ao Zhan.
"roll!"
Suddenly, the son of the Dragon King turned his head and his eyes were filled with divine light. As if they were struck by lightning, several of the soldiers defending the city flew out and fell into the corridor of the ten thousand feet long city gate.
What!
In front of the city gate, thousands of sword-enlightened warriors were awakened. Who would be so bold as to dare to fight in front of the city of Heavy Thunder Sword?
Su Qinian was a little speechless. This son of the Dragon King looked steady and calm. He didn't expect that he had a hotter temper than anyone else. They were here to extradite him to the ancestral land of the Central Region. But no matter how you look at it, this one's ability to cause trouble is probably... No weaker than him.
The young man who was slapped on the ground was stunned. He didn't expect that this unknown young man was so strong, let alone that he was so domineering. Even the soldiers guarding the city dared to take action. When this man's eyes fell on him again, the young man's body was full of blood. As soon as he tightened, his whole person seemed to be penetrated and pierced by this gaze, and all the secrets were hidden.
Ao Zhan took steps. His steps were not very heavy, but each step seemed to fall deep into the young man's heart. His eyes were frightened, but his hands and feet were soft and unable to move until Ao Zhan came to a place three feet in front of him and stood still. , that intimidating gaze looked down, and the young man immediately felt a sense of humiliation from the inside out.
"You..." The young man barely managed to utter one word, but he couldn't say another word.
"waste!"
Ao Zhan suddenly said, his eyes were cold, looking down at the young man at his feet, cold and ruthless.
The young man was startled at first, and then his eyes turned red. Being humiliated in this way in front of the Heavy Thunder Knife City, in full view of nearly ten thousand people, was ten times more severe than all the slights and contempt he had suffered in the past seventeen years. .
"You think you're miserable."
Ao Zhan's tone was cold, and he looked down at the young man in front of him and said: "What do you think our human race relied on to escape the fate of blood-eating and slavery in the first place? What do you think is a waste? In my opinion, you are a waste without blood... …”
After a pause, Ao Zhan looked at him and said word by word: "Having blood is not as good as trash!"
"You do not understand!"
The young man gritted his teeth, biting the corner of his lip. He clenched his fists, and his nails pierced into his palms. There was blood gurgling, dyeing the grass under him red. At this moment, the young man struggled to get up, staring at Ao Zhan, and lowered his head. Shout: "You don't understand!"
Snapped!
The next moment, Ao Zhan waved his palm and whipped the young man flying three feet away. Blood bleeded from the corner of his mouth and half of his face was swollen. When he raised his head again, the young man in dark gold feathers seemed to have not moved and was still standing three feet in front of him. feet of land.
The young man was frightened, and Ao Zhan's voice sounded again.
"Ao doesn't understand the contempt and contempt you have experienced, and he doesn't bother to understand! Put away your unnecessary weak self-esteem!" (Please give me a monthly recommendation, Qidian genuine subscription is the greatest support for Shibu! Write a story seriously, It’s more difficult than imagined. This plot is very important and needs to be polished in ten steps. This chapter will be here tonight.)
