Storm of Kings

"Sir, I am willing to follow!" This is not a person who stands out, but a sword repair school.

The small sect is not big, it is called the Magic Sword Gate. Today, there are only 30 monks who came to track the whereabouts of the Gengjin Qi. Before, the Shenjian Dynasty shot the sword formation in the inner universe, and three died, so now there are only 25 people. .

These twenty-five sword repairers are not bad, with solid foundations, all cultivated to the second-rank ancestral stage, and two of the deputy masters are even first-rank middlemen.

It is worth mentioning that exactly one of the three monks who died in the magic sword gate was the master of the gate.

When the old man was dying, he told the two deputy masters that he must seize the opportunity to follow in the footsteps of Zhou's family, especially the powerful man in the formation who claimed to be Mr. Shui Jing.

Although the two deputy masters were puzzled, they knew that the old master had a secret technique.

The sect master of the Magic Sword Sect met his enemies when he was promoted in his early years, and left an extremely incurable injury. He knew that his life span was limited, so strong cultivation of secret techniques could point the way to the sect while he was still alive.

He died today, and no one knew what he saw while he was still alive, but the two deputy masters firmly believed that the masters must have meant something.

Since the old door mainly follows Mr. Shui Jing to the death, what else is there to say?

The two deputy sect masters took the lead in returning Juechen Jianqi, so that they would not leave and would follow Mr. Shui Jing to travel the world.

The statement of the magic sword gate, the electric sword gate and the Shujian gate, which have always been close to them, also firmly expressed their stand.

It is not a secret that the master of the old door of the Magic Sword Sect has died soon, at least not for the two of them, and he knows that the master of the old door has practiced the secret technique to break the future pattern, and can exert the strongest effect when he is dying.

"I would like to try the sword world with my husband." Dianjianmen and Shujianmen stated that they are about the same as Magical Swordmen, and the total number will reach 60. Although Shanmen is not as small as this number, there are more elites in the door. Not much more!

Seeing the three small sects doing this, some monks sneered secretly, saying that the Zhou family was overcrowded at the moment, all crowded in the ancestral land, and even the huge team in charge of the outer universe project was called back. Isn’t it a brainstorm for you to jump in at this time? ?

The world feels that there are too many smart people, and he secretly despises: "A group of reckless men who can't see the situation at hand, this Mr. Shui Jing is not even the Zhou family's direct line, what is the development with this kind of person? Huh, leave now! Although standing in this sword formation can inspire inspiration and improve your swordsmanship cultivation, it is a pity that there are powerful enemies chasing after you. If you don’t leave now, you may not have a chance to leave after a while."

After having such thoughts in his heart, the cultivators who were bold enough to stay a little longer held their fists and set foot on Juechen Jianqi away.

Before, the black pressure pressed a large area, and many monks gathered together like a dark cloud, but now it is good!It's like seeing the sun in the sky, it would be nice if a hundred people could keep one.

There is no shortage of talents in this group of monks. A small number of monks can see that the sword formation at their feet hides the earth-shattering value. Forty-nine kinds of swordsmanship go straight to the heaven gate.

However, the hateful giant behind him is chasing him, even though the sword formation is still operating normally, but so many cultivators leave in the dust, it will eventually affect the formation, and the dust sword aura at his feet seems to be unstable. , It is apprehensive.

"Oh! Let's go! Keep your life the first rule in everything."

"Yeah! I'm not afraid of not having firewood to stay in Qingshan, but...I just missed the opportunity to see Jianzhong Dadao this time. I don't know when and how long will I meet?"

Most wise people stomped their feet and set foot on Juechen Jianqi away.

I don't know why, these "smart people" felt the top of their heads tight, as if there was a qi to tighten, looking back for the sword formation that was rare in a thousand years, only feeling lost.

Zhou Lie could see clearly, and said in his heart: "Let's go! Don't hesitate, don't hinder me from digging for gold. Those who leave without hesitation, the curve of fate on top of their head drops to three inches, although there is a certain amount of luck, it is difficult to be elegant. Those who hesitate slightly, the destiny curve above their heads drops to four inches, and there is hope to reach the first grade within two thousand years. Unfortunately, the stamina is not enough. If there is no specific opportunity to replenish the luck, the catastrophe will be lost and 100% will fall. Those who stayed but finally left, the destiny curve reaches five inches, like a beard, and perhaps some of them can reach the exquisite product, that is, the super-first-grade holy king state. However, without the swordsman monument suppressing the luck, they have to experience more risk than It's much more to follow me."

Zhou Lie concluded: "So destiny is a choice. Standing at the crossroads of life is very important for choosing a route! So that you don't have the ability to do it, because when the good fortune comes, the ability is reduced to the next!"

Many powerhouses use the slogan "My fate is my destiny", but the more Zhou Lie understands the avenue of fate, the more he feels in awe.

Reaching his level has involved transshipment and fortune, so that he can change his fate!Today’s battle is a powerful experiment.

Xuanyuan Longcheng received the prompt, and suddenly stood up and asked, "When will you wait and leave? A powerful enemy is approaching, and God knows when the sword formation will collapse!"

Hearing the words of the famous Saint King, many monks vented their hearts and sighed sincerely saying goodbye, and embarked on Juechen Jianqi with full of regret.

Zhou Lie was also lamenting that each of these monks was extraordinary, and in his eyes they all belonged to good seedlings. However, after being drunk by Xuanyuan Longcheng, they became unstable and did not step over. What a pity, sigh!

At this moment, a young man in sackcloth frowned at the edge of the sword formation and asked, "Third Uncle, why don't we evacuate? The big guy behind is chasing him, with twenty-six wings flying fast, if not for the mysteriousness of the sword formation, Keep spraying out the dust sword aura, we have been overtaken by him a long time ago."

The swordsman in white chuckled, patted the young boy in Mai's shoulder and said, "The more fierce the master of the sword formation drives people, the less we will leave!"

"Ah? Third Uncle, what is the reason for this?"

"The reason is very simple! When did Xuanyuan Dragon City ever be timid? If the sword formation was really going to collapse, he would not say it, and he would hold on with his teeth! On the contrary, if the sword formation was worry-free, he would get that Mr. Shui Jing Only when you mention it will you stand up and sing badly, and its purpose is self-evident, to drive away those vacillating monks, because they are not qualified to stand here and are easily distracted."

"That's it? What's the benefit of staying?" The Mai Yi boy was much more stable, no longer looking at his feet, the dying dust sword energy.

"Benefits? Others think you can follow the 49 types of swordsmanship in the training formation of Mr. Shui Jing, but I don't think this is the main thing." The swordsman in white clothes smiled politely, looked up at the increasingly thick curve of fate, and was surprised in his heart. Nahan, but now calm down, waiting for the answer to be announced.

Xuanyuan Longcheng roared loudly: "Hurry up! Juechen sword aura is going out, the countdown is ten, nine, eight, seven..."

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