Chapter 1313: Suncheon Temple

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read2();　　To live with the sword and die for the sword is the ultimate belief of a sword repairman!
　　 When this sentence reached the ears of all Jian Xiu above the North Sea, the other monks were shocked to find that the Jian Xiu around them, like a demon, stood in place, falling into deep thought.
The thick smoke of sword gas produced by the explosion of the infinite blue ablaze sword aura above the sea surface still billows, and the infinite sword aura that cuts into each other in the blue smoke makes the center of the battle blasted into an extremity that is difficult to detect by the gods. .
　　 Therefore, all the monks in the land of the profound mystery are holding their breath, waiting for the victory or defeat after the sword mist disperses.
The time flowing forward changed very slowly while waiting. At this time, the expressions of the monks in the Great Profound Land were different, with joys and worries. On the one hand, they did not want the four princes to succeed, on the other hand, they were worried about the human race. The strength of Jian Xiu, this conflicting emotion, seemed to contain all the world's states.
However, the most relaxed expression was the Sima Annan who was toasting and drinking after sitting back at the Eight Immortals table. I saw this young boy in white fluttering a sip, Xuantian Empress, squinted under the sudden explosion of alcohol. With a sigh in both eyes:
　　 "Good wine, good sword."
　　 The voice fell, Sima An turned his head to the south, looking at the top of the golden palace above, the four princes of the Central Shangguo with a bad complexion, and continued to speak with a smile:
　　 "The Fourth Highness of the Central Government, in accordance with the rules set by you, you are out!"
　　 "You are full of nonsense, and you should be punished by tongue-outs. The outcome is undivided, so why is it out?"
　　 Sima Annan's smiling voice didn't stop, the hum of the monk above the four princes rolled directly down, and then the former was not annoyed, with the smile on the corners of his mouth still, he opened the folding fan and slammed forward.
In the next instant, a colorful wind suddenly appeared between the heavens and the earth, and the green smoke sword air that rushed forward mightily. After only a few breaths, the billowing sword air was blown away and gradually exposed. The scene inside.
　　 Then all the monks looked up, their complexions suddenly changed, and they blurted out:
"How is this possible!"
　　 I saw that the sea surface that was raging back and forth by the sword energy had returned to calm, and above the sea surface, two figures appeared, it was the two people who had fought each other life and death before.
　　The reason why the monks in the land of the great mysticism exclaimed together, because of the two, one stood and the other kneeled.
　　The black robe swayed, and the sword student holding a scarlet blood sword stood, while the Qinglan sword was cut, covered in blood, and the trembling Pei Jian knelt on both knees!
　　 "My sword, broken?"
The green-haired, red-eyed, ape-faced Pei Jian looked down at the Qing Lan sword with the bare hilt in his hand, muttered, and then reached down, trying to catch the broken sword floating above the sea, and made a sound at the same time. The sound was extremely stern sobbing.
　　Perhaps for all the creatures under this world, no matter whether they were stable or mad, the whimper at the time of death is always heart-palpiting.
In the next breath, strands of red light burst out from Pei Jian's body. Each strand of red light was a supreme sword aura. Then, the red light in Pei Jian's body became more and more intense, and suddenly burst outward. .
　　 "Boom!"
　　 With a loud noise, Pei Jian's body directly turned into the sky and the mist completely dissipated, and a generation of Sword Mad Master died!
　　 "Dead, Pei Jian is dead, the 22nd place in the Shenji Pavilion list is replaced, and is it still an unheard of human race?"
　　 A gasp sounded one after another, and then an extremely solemn expression appeared on the faces of all the monks, because Pei Jian died so quickly that everyone didn't even see how the masked girl made the sword.
　　 More importantly, the swordsman standing on the sea with a sword at this time is not his own person, but a mortal enemy who prevents them from obtaining a chance. The stronger the enemy, the more solemn their hearts will be.
Suddenly, countless monks in the Great Profound Land on the entire sea surface became silent. If Sima Annan only cut the three river beetles just astonishing, then now Jiansheng cuts the sword, it is completely complete. Amazed.
　　The sword in the hands of Jiansheng exudes an extremely dazzling scarlet glow under the light, and this sword is pierced like a blood-red crystal, and it exudes waves of shocking sharpness.
Then, under the gaze of all the eyes, the girl raised her hand to face the sea with a gentle stroke, and the piece of Qinglan Broken Sword flew directly into her hand, and then Jiansheng threw it back again, the broken sword crossed an arc, and flew Entering the mouth of the cyan sword dragon behind, he was swallowed by the latter's mouth.
After a few breaths, on the body of the huge sword dragon, the extremely rich green mist sword mist gushed out, and while the sword dragon roared through the sky, the mist condensed inward, forming a new way on the body of the sword dragon. sword.
　　 "Swallowing Kendo, this human race can actually swallow Kendo, if this person is not removed, my swordsmanship will enter the silent long night from now on!"
　　 A roar with a yelling roar roared out from the mouth of every sword repairman in the Taixuan Land, and every sword aura rose to the sky, rolling down towards the sword student in front.
　　 "Why, it's a good idea to put it right alone, but I can't beat it and want to shame?"
　　 Sima Annan came into the ears of all Xiu clearly with a satirical voice, and the Beihai monks on the battleship, the golden palace, and the flying race had pale expressions and made a cold snort.
Afterwards, Sima Annan slowly drank the Xuantian wine in the cup, raised his hand to retake it on the table, and made a loud bang. Then he turned his head and looked at the army of monks in front of the sky, and opened his mouth with a loud noise. High drink:
　　 "Anyone who crosses the line without permission will die. This is Daxia's rule. The official asked, who else would try?"
This is the second time Sima Annan has asked who else is there, but now the situation is very different. This second call is like a slap on the faces of these monks in the land of the profound, making everyone's faces hot. pain.
　　 "Presumptuous!"
　　 A monk opened his mouth angrily, but immediately there were countless lines of sight watching, making the former abruptly swallowed half of the words he uttered, and then the entire sea surface fell into a very strange silence.
　　Even Pei Jian, who was ranked twenty-two in the ranking, was easily cut under the sword, which made the people of the Taixuan Lands feel terrified and did not dare to end easily.
　　 In this way, the pressure is on the top overhauls at the forefront of the monk army, and for their own face, they need and must send people off.
After more than a hundred breaths, the quiet atmosphere above the North Sea became stronger and stronger. At the same time, as the scorching sun above their heads rose, the light around everyone became brighter and brighter, and these forces have been watching from the beginning to the silence now. , Is it not a huge irony.
　　 "Everything is vain, if you can put down the butcher knife, you can stand and become a Buddha."
　　 Suddenly, a very young and mellow voice resounded through the sky, and then a black shadow fell from the sky like a meteor, and fell on the sea, stirring up waves in the sky.
　　 When the waves exploded, a figure slowly walked out, with a golden robe and bright bald head. He was already a handsome novice.
　　 "One of the five hidden sects, Suncheon Temple!"