Chapter 99 1 Sword Town 8 Fangs (Part 1)

There are thousands of hills on Qianqiu Lake, and a thousand kings stand on the top of the thousand hills.

The geniuses who are eligible to receive invitations are all geniuses among geniuses, and they are all geniuses who have the qualifications to be kings in one area.

At this moment, most of them have arrived.

On some hills, there is a raging fire, and the temperature is astonishingly high, as if it is going to burn everything.

On some hills, there are lightning flashes, full of amazing aura, as if they can destroy everything.

On some hills, there are sparkling water, sparkling, overlapping, endless.

On some hills, there are many trees, like overlapping peaks, lush and full of vitality.

On some hills, there is the sound of wind whistling, and waves of wind surround and blow, sometimes mild and sometimes violent.

Everyone who has the potential to be king in one area has a superior understanding of the Dao.

Among all the Dao visions, there are only two that are the most dazzling.

One is the sword light soaring into the sky, covering all directions, surrounded by countless sword qi, like the storm of the sword, the thunder of the sword, fluctuating endlessly, as if to tear everything around, penetrating the void of heaven and earth, in the center, there is a face An ordinary young man with sword-like eyebrows and extremely sharp eyes.

With a long sword on his back, he stood upright with a straight back, like a divine sword inserted on the top of the hill, pointing directly at the sky, the astonishing sharpness seemed to pierce the sky.

Little sword king Yu Mosheng.

The other one, the hill where it stands, is filled with a strange and astonishing invisible force, as if it is constantly collapsing, as if it is constantly expanding, and the collapse and expansion are opposite, but there is no conflict, just constant fluctuations With that, the figure on the hill seemed to become distorted, making it difficult to distinguish.

This person is also Xiao Dinglong, the initiator and organizer of the Thousand Kings Meeting.

In an instant, an astonishing ray of light shone, filled with a cold and domineering edge, across the sky, flying across the nothingness from a distance.

As soon as the light appeared, it immediately attracted everyone's attention. From a distance, it looked like a giant knife piercing through the sky, with a peerless aura, and an astonishing power to cut the sky and split the earth.

"That is……"

"Knife King!"

"The Little Swordsman is here too."

"He will definitely come, after all, he is also a strong young generation who will rule the roost.

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The Little Sword King raised his eyelids, and in an instant, an astonishing and direct sword light burst out from his eyes, and he struck straight away as if tearing apart the sky.

Indistinctly, the ear-piercing clanging of swords and swords resounded in the void, as if there were ripples stirring away, impacting in all directions.

In just an instant, the Little Sword King and the Little Sword King completed a breath confrontation.

"Yu Mosheng, you want to fight, and we will have a good fight later." The long laughter echoed from the light of the sword, resounding through the sky and the earth, fluctuating endlessly, as if countless long swords were vibrating and spreading out His breath was extremely cold and extremely domineering.

"Huh." Yu Mosheng snorted coldly, the eyes were slightly introverted, not fear, but waiting, waiting for the meeting of the thousand kings to start, and then come to the sword confrontation, a high-low.

Both the Little Sword King and the Little Sword King are the most outstanding true biography of the four major sects.

The sound of the zither burst out, the sound of the flute was melodious, and the sharp aura of Xiao Zhan created by the little sword king and the little sword king was instantly dissolved into the invisible, and it also attracted everyone's attention, slowly immersing themselves in the beautiful vocal music among.

Accompanied by the bursts of beautiful vocal music are blossoming petals, the petals turn into rain of flowers, red, pink, rose red, bright yellow, light blue and other colorful flowers, which are extremely gorgeous, making everyone live in a moment A feeling as if falling in a sea of ​​flowers, one can clearly smell the fragrance of flowers.

The aroma is tangy!

The aroma is overwhelming!

In an instant, everyone seemed to be intoxicated.

Countless petals swirled, as if they were blowing forward with the wind, and finally landed on a hill, with colorful flowers sweeping across the sky, revealing a graceful figure.

She was dressed in a gorgeous colorful flower robe, and bursts of fragrant wind filled the air, as if it was very strong, but also as if it was not there.

She wears a colorful flower veil on her face, and her long hair is also decorated with seven petals of different colors. It doesn't look tacky at all, but has an indescribable fairy air.

Colorful Flower Fairy!

In the White Realm, apart from the Xinyi Tiangong, the three major dynasties, the four sects and the five ancient clans are the strongest forces.

For example, Little Sword King and Little Sword King are from one of the four major sects, and Fairy Caihua is also from one of the four major sects.

There is also Xiao Yanzun Yanchen, but he comes from the Yan clan, one of the five ancient clans.

It can be said that among the twelve top powers in the white world, at least one representative genius is very powerful and has an astonishing reputation.

However, Little Heavenly King, the organizer of the Thousand Kings Meeting this time, did not come from those twelve great powers, but from a relatively inferior power.

Some small forces that are not as good as the twelve major forces may also have some top geniuses, not inferior to the top geniuses of the twelve major forces, and may even surpass them.

Of course, this probability is relatively small.

"It seems that everyone has come."

"should be."

When the voice fell, another sword light flew from a distance.

At first glance, the sword light is very subtle and ordinary, but at second glance, it seems to be magnificent and mighty, filling the world, and at the third glance, it seems to be floating and unfocused.

The feeling is very strange and indescribable.

Feeling the sharpness of the sword, some geniuses who use swords on Qianqiu Lake stared away, especially the little sword king, his eyes shrank slightly, staring at that strange and mysterious sword light, instinctively gave birth to a feeling of a powerful enemy .

When it landed, the sword light converged, and a long figure stood on the hill.

"Who is that?"

"I haven't seen it before."

"I recognize him. He is the true disciple of Xinyi Tiangong, Little Sword Emperor Chen Zong." Someone recognized Chen Zong. After all, some people have seen Chen Zong after ten years.

"Is he the Little Sword Emperor?"

"I can't see how powerful it is."

"With your ability, how can you tell."

"Whether you are powerful or not is not something you can see."

There are countless voices of discussion.

One is the title of Little Sword Emperor, and the other is the true identity of Xinyi Tiangong.

All of a sudden, the little sword Wang Yu Mosheng's eyes were condensed, containing a sharp light like a sword light, piercing through the void, staring at Chen Zong, as if to pierce Chen Zong.

Chen Zong could feel the astonishing sharpness in the eyes of the little sword king, staring away, his eyes met each other, for a moment, Chen Zong could feel that this was a formidable enemy, a formidable enemy in the way of the sword.

A trace of fighting spirit rose from Chen Zong's heart.

As if sensing the fighting intent conveyed by Chen Zong's gaze, the saber on the back of the Little Sword King also trembled slightly, as if it was about to be unsheathed, and there was a trace of an even more astonishing sharpness.

Finally, the thousand top talents who had received invitations and were qualified to be kings among the younger generation gathered here one after another.

Qianqiu Lake!

For thousands of years, the reputation is passed down.

"It's a great honor for everyone to come to Qianqiu Lake." As the initiator of the Thousand Kings Meeting, Xiao Dinglong was located on the hill in the center of Qianqiu Lake. In the void, there are many layers, like sound waves spreading heavily, passing into everyone's ears.

Even the people on the tall building by the lake heard it, the voice was very clear and directly penetrated into the ears.

Whether it is those who think that their strength is better than the little heavenly king or that their background is higher than the little heavenly king, everyone is quiet at this moment and keeps silent.

Because this is an unwritten rule of the Tianjiao Association or the Thousand Kings Association, that is, to maintain a certain amount of respect for the initiators of the Thousand Kings Association. If there is no respect, then the Thousand Kings Association will become chaotic and cannot continue .

Meeting the Thousand Kings at the Thousand Kings Meeting is the encounter and collision between Tianjiao and Tianjiao. It is more direct and convenient than usual looking for it deliberately. Such a good opportunity must not be missed.

Little Heavenly King didn't speak much, he just said a few words as an opening remark, and then let everyone do whatever they wanted.

The Thousand Kings Meeting has been held for many times, but strictly speaking, it is not a particularly formal event, and the initiator is only the initiator, and has no right to ask others what they should or should not do. Its role is only a leading organization .

Of course, as the initiator, it is said that he can get the blessing of luck in the invisible, otherwise, he would not be so positive.

The meeting of thousands of kings, that is the collision of Tianjiao, of course it is not as simple as drinking tea, drinking wine and chatting, those are just a milder way of saying.

The real Thousand Kings Meeting is fighting.

The collision of Tianjiao and Tianjiao!

A spark of strength and power!

A surge of strength and strength!

"Lin Mo, last time you and I were tied, this time, I will definitely defeat you." Immediately, someone issued a challenge, naming names.

"Who is afraid of whom?" Lin Mo snorted coldly, and challenged without fear.

The two immediately flew away from their respective hills, turned into streamers and quickly approached, shot, and fought.

The roaring sound suddenly continued.

These two are fighting with bare hands, and their cultivation bases are at the level of Rank 4 of the Dao Control Realm, but their strength is stronger than that of the normal Rank 4 Control Dao Realm. The power and force between their shots is amazing, which is amazing.

Martial arts and Taoism are amazingly powerful.

One after another stared at them, watching the battle between the two.

"Wonderful."

"It's really worthy of being the Tianjiao who is expected to be king in the younger generation."

"It will be great when I can have such strength."

On the tall building by Qianqiu Lake, many people's eyes lit up, both amazed and envious.

But this kind of fierce battle is nothing in the eyes of the few Tianjiao with higher cultivation base and stronger strength. It is just commonplace. For example, Chen Zong is absolutely sure that he can directly defeat or even kill this person with just one sword strike. two people.

The rules of the Thousand Kings Association are that if someone is fighting, other people are not allowed to act or intervene. They can only start the next game after the battle is over.

In this battle, Lin Mo finally won another move.

"Damn it, next time, I will definitely beat you." The man said angrily, wiped off the blood from the corner of his mouth, and returned to the hill where he was.