Chapter Nine Hundred and Fortieth Sixth Seems to Ascend to the Gate of Heaven

In the pitch-black sword box, Gu Jianchen stood in the red spirit pool.

Around it, the three swords of Misty Rain, Mingwu, and Dunqing hang in the air, surrounding the Chenli sword, and slowly turning.

next moment.

Countless golden luster came from the void, each strand of golden light carried a bit of coercion and indescribable charm, in an instant, they were like spirit snakes wandering in the dust, pulling the four handles together. All swords are linked.

When the four swords gathered together, the power inside the sword box suddenly rose, the golden glow flourished, and the entire space seemed to be collapsing.

The pitch-black cracks burst and healed one after another, and countless sword qi danced and rotated crazily in it, each strand of sword qi was sharper than usual, as if it was about to split the world.

Halfway up Tianjian Mountain, in the sword practice field.

All the disciples of Jiangnan Jianzong waited here.

He Yunxiao, Zhu Shiqing and other brothers from the aristocratic families who had come to participate in the sword worship all had dejected faces.

Since Lin Jiuxuan and the master of Jiangnan Jianzong stepped onto the peak a few days ago, the entire sect of Jiangnan Jianzong has been under martial law for these few days.

All sword master disciples, elders and others are not allowed to leave the sword practice field.

Including He Yunxiao, who doesn't belong to the Jiangnan Sword Sect's sons and daughters at all, they are also in a dilemma. They won't go up the mountain before, and they won't leave later, which makes them very annoyed and worried all day long, fearing that they will be beheaded .

"The lord of the Jiangnan Sword Sect has brought Lin Jiuxuan up the mountain for so many days without any movement. Could it be that he and Lin Jiuxuan fought to the death, and both of them died?" He Yunxiao sat on the ground with a look on his face. Tired and embarrassed, he muttered softly.

"I think it's possible, Jiangnan Jianzong has such a style, after all, he won't be bullied by one person and still swallow his anger, then Lin Jiuxuan also killed the patriarch of Jiangnan Jianzong, it's simply a mortal enmity Ah, I guess that suzerain must have some means left on top, waiting to introduce Lin Jiuxuan to kill him." One person nodded his head and echoed in a low voice.

"Shiqing, what do you think?"

Someone looked at Zhu Shiqing who had been sitting there in a daze.

On ordinary days, Zhu Shiqing, a proud and outstanding woman from the Zhu family, has no connection with many of their young masters.

Even the second-generation circle is divided into levels,

The level of the Zhu family is within the scope of Puhai, but it is not low. It is not easy for the average second generation to squeeze in.

"I?"

Zhu Shiqing came to her senses when she heard the voice: "I guess not, Lin Jiuxuan is so powerful..."

When she was speaking, there was still a bit of sadness in her brows.

Zhu Shiqing was still thinking about the figure of Lin Jiuxuan a few days ago.

That kind of demeanor looking down on the world doesn't look like what a young guy with a backpack can have.

The most important thing is that Lin Jiuxuan is too young, frighteningly young.

The so-called genius Yu Jinglong, the young genius Zhao Fu and others, in front of him, are almost indistinguishable from children.

If he could like me...

Thinking of this, Zhu Shiqing felt a little distracted, her little heart was beating non-stop.

"I can't see it. The reason why Lin Jiuxuan is so powerful is that he took advantage of it. He occupies the eye of the prisoner sword formation. It doesn't matter if he is not powerful. If I let it, I might be able to do it too." It's that powerful."

He Yunxiao next to him saw the throbbing in Zhu Shiqing's eyes when he spoke, which made him feel extremely uncomfortable.

In his eyes, Zhu Shiqing is his goddess, even if he can't get it, he doesn't want to see her being touched by others.

"If you can be that good, then you can try it. If you succeed, I will be your girlfriend."

Zhu Shiqing dismissed the words, snorted coldly, and put her arms around her chest.

"Try it and try it!"

Hearing Zhu Shiqing's expression of disbelief, He Yunxiao felt a surge of courage. He got up from the ground, turned around and was about to go in the direction of Qianjian Tomb.

While talking, He Yunxiao, Zhu Shiqing and the others suddenly heard gasps.

When they heard the words, they turned their heads and found that on the sword training ground, the Jiangnan Sword Sect disciples, sword masters, elders and others who were sitting cross-legged on the ground looked up at the top of Tianjian Mountain with shocking faces. place.

"What happened?"

A Jiangnan Sword Sect disciple looked blankly into the distance.

"That's... what is that thing!"

The sword masters of the Jiangnan Sword Sect all got up, and their expressions changed wildly.

"Above the peak, is that the Heavenly... Heavenly Sword!"

The four elders of the Jiangnan Sword Sect trembled and stared away. They were even more aware of the huge sword intent suddenly emerging from the top of the mountain!

peak.

Outside the sword box, Lin Yi slowly opened his eyes, stood up, and breathed out lightly.

"Square Sword Formation, successful!"

In the next second, around the courtyard, with Lin Yi at the center, within a radius of 100 meters, all the vegetation, debris, rocks and rubble were cut horizontally, and the manic sword energy shot straight into the sky, forming a huge transparent long sword more than ten meters high.

The long sword went straight into the clouds, and when it appeared once, it caused a storm of wind and thunder, and the world changed.

This huge long sword towers above the clouds, and it is surrounded by countless criss-crossing sword auras.

In the air, there is the sound of swords whistling and swords whistling.

When Ding Daoming came down from the mountain, he could see the giant sword standing up in the sky. In front of all the disciples of the Jiangnan Sword Sect, he knelt down with his body on his knees, his hands on the ground, his face full of reverence.

The Jiangnan Sword Sect disciples and sword master elders who had just got up were excited and trembling, and knelt down row by row, facing the peak, and worshiped.

He Yunxiao was a little dazed.

He suddenly heard a sound of breaking through the air behind him.

He turned his head, and just where he could see the direction of the Thousand Sword Tomb, there was a dense rain of swords, sweeping across the air from the Thousand Sword Tomb.

The long sword with a good handle or a crippled handle trembled lightly together. In the midair, in front of everyone's eyes, the sword screamed wildly, like the towering sword on the top of the peak, echoing each other from afar.

At this moment, more than a hundred people from Jiangnan Sword Sect knelt down in unison.

At this moment, hundreds of thousands of soldiers with broken swords in the Qianjian Tomb worshiped together.

At this second, the color of the sky and the earth changed, and there was a roar of wind and thunder, and the sword energy pierced through Changhong, cutting through the clouds, and piercing straight into the blue universe!

At this moment, Zhu Shiqing's eyes were dull, and she looked at the top of the peak, and saw a handsome figure standing on the towering giant sword.

That figure is elegant and handsome, standing on the end of the transparent giant sword, like a sword fairy in the sky who has opened the sword mountain for all ages!

He stood in front of the sword before others, peacefully.

With a face full of indifference, he stepped into the void with one foot, as if ascending to the gate of heaven!