The Strongest Sect of All Times

Seven Swords.

A permanent position in the Royal Sword Holy Sect.

Only disciples who have a good understanding of Kendo can become one of them.

To be the seventh son of a sword, strength is not necessarily the strongest of the sects, but as long as you have enough qualifications, it is easy to rise to the ranks of the elders.

So...

As long as you become the Seventh Son of the Sword, you will have a presbytery.

For example, the elder Shi of the Holy Sect of the Sword, who was a member of the Seven Sons of the Sword, was not necessarily stunned in the common door, and finally became an elder.

“Patriarch. ”

Zhou Hong glanced hot: “Disciples go to war! ”

Seven disciples of the Royal Sword Saint Sect, the sword is very strong, he is eager to fight with it!

“Go on. ”

Zhou Hongmai walked to the martial arts.

The sword in his hand is also shaking slightly and seems eager to accompany his master to battle with the master of Kendo.

“Step.”

Zhou Hong stopped.

Those dark eyes were more aggressive.

“Hmm?”

The Seven Sons of the Sword of the Sacred Sect of the Sovereign Sword frowned.

Intuition tells them that this man's understanding on the sword path is certainly no worse than his own!

“I didn't expect that Van Gong also had geniuses in swordplay.” The elder of the Holy Patriarch of the Sword was quite surprised.

No more swords, no more swords.

Ma Yongning held his hand and stood beside the disciples with a black knife hanging from his back!

“Too bad. ”

He shook his head: "No knife. ”

……

On the martial arts.

Although Zhou Hung did not explode, he was so upright that he was no worse than the seven disciples of the Royal Sword Saint Zong.

Sword repair.

This man is definitely a swordsmith!

All the martial artists instantly have judgment in their hearts.

On the meteorite continent, the most boring is Kendo Martial Arts, because at least half the time is handsome!

It's not.

Zhou Hung and Jianqizi began.

They keep a distance and nobody talks like a wooden man.

A few minutes later.

Some of the martial artists beat up their arrears, and some even snapped their noses.

King Chang smiled and watched with all his heart. He could feel the invisible, and there were swords fighting against each other.

Confrontation between sword repairs, not much flower whistle, just one hand, often in the electric light flint can separate wins and losses!

“Huh!”

“Huh!”

At this moment, the seven sons of the sword sacrificed the sword behind them.

Whoa, whoa! Whoops!

At the same time, the tacit sword waved out, and the seven swordmen carried the power to tear up space!

The seven of them act as if they were one person, sheathing and acting out abnormally synchronously, with no indication of any irregularities.

“Nice!”

Elder Shi said satisfactorily.

Seven sons of this sword are stronger than ever before. In the future, they will be promoted to elders. They can lift the flag of the sword sect.

Those who are strong in old age will eventually retreat or descend, and the glory of the Sect will depend on the disciples of future generations to inherit and continue.

Whoo-hoo!

Seven swords swept in, creating friction with space and twisting it.

“So strong! ”

“It's sword repair! ”

“The seven of them together, I'm afraid, are no less powerful than the king! ”

Everyone shouted.

Looking at the 10,000 ancient disciples, they still stood where they were, seemingly without any manoeuvres.

You know you're not an opponent, you chose to give up?

Finally, you can see that a disciple of Vancouver has been defeated!

Donghaozhou's powerful laughed.

“Huh!”

At this moment, Zhou Hong casually laid his hands on the handle of the sword and sheathed it out. His wrists shook in the void. A sword light spread out, as if there were many nets in heaven!

Keep your eyes open when the elders stop!

Because that 10,000 ancient disciples in one breath!

What concept is that?

Explain in the simplest way that only a Sword King, and a high-quality Sword King, can do it!

Boom!

The dense and numb sword flashes like shells on the seven swords, instantly breaking them apart.

More swordmen flew directly from the seven Sacred Sovereign disciples of the Sovereign Sword and then slowly vanished into the void.

Like fireworks, the most beautiful side is rated in seconds.

“Huh!”

Zhou Hongxiao sheathed the sword.

From sheathing, to sheathing, his face remained unscathed, with no ups or downs.

“Pfft! ”

“Pfft! ”

Seven sons of swords stood opposite each other and suddenly burst into a sword mark.

Every sword mark is just the right size and depth, it's just a scratch and no skin damage!

“Not bad.” said King, laughing.

With a breath of swordsmanship, you can still control your enemies without hurting them. This kind of control over swordplay is terrible!

He didn't necessarily make it to the ultimate level by upgrading the swordwalk with qualified liquid.

Bullshit.

Zhou Hong is practicing swords into demons.

Gun Chang laughed and lifted up by hanging. He did not go to enlightenment on weekdays. Naturally, he could not compare to it.

Seven disciples of the Sacred Sect of the Sovereign Sword, staying like a wooden chicken in place.

How could they not have known that the other side was merciful under the sword, otherwise they would definitely be a surviving corpse at this moment!

“You win. ”

The seven swords closed their sheaths and turned around and left.

Zhou Hung also left the martial arts field, his heart remained calm and did not rise at all.

Instead of fighting for victory, he wants to interact with his fellow citizens and then understand the deeper swordplay.

Well, then.

Is this war understood?

Understood, but unspeakable.

“Ding, ding! ”

As Seven Swords left the stadium step by step, his ears sounded again.

“'Who else?" said Jung-chun. ”

“ …… ”

The warriors of Donghaozhou were silent.

Even the Seven Sons of the Sword of the Sacred Sect of the Sovereign Sword have lost so simply, they do not think that their disciples have the strength to fight!

“Since no one is at war. ”

King Chang looked at Cheng Huixin with a smile and faintly said: “Then it's the only way to crush the shaft. ”

The number of Epic Mission defeats has increased considerably, and he estimates that it is almost super level, so let's go straight to the theme!

“Sin Xiao! ”

Gun Chang shouted with a laugh: "Go to war! ”

“Step!”

Xiao Sin has stepped forward and stood on the martial arts field.

During this period of frantic cultivation, the body is more obvious, even if there is a tacit technique to suppress cultivation, it inadvertently breathes heavily!

“Is he Xiao Sin who was retired by Mu Yongxin? ”

“This child looks and has a good temperament. Miss Murongjia Qianjin can't even see it, her eyes are high enough. ”

“I heard that a few years ago, the Xiao family was completely destroyed. ”

“So that's why I'm going to retire. ”

Ignoring the public discourse, Xiao Sin raised his head and looked at the plaque engraved with the 'Lily Holy Sect' above the palace. “Mu Rongxin, I've been here for three years. ”

Three years ago, at Zongmen, he made a pact with the woman, and he waited for the day to come.

Once lost, get it back today!

Whoops------

A marvellous figure flew in a subtle way and landed on the stadium like a dancing butterfly.

Mu Rongxin is dressed in a clean, sophisticated costume today, and his body is perfectly delineated, but his dark eyes are intricate.

“This girl looks good. ”

People looked at Xiao Sin himself again and shook their heads.

What a lovely pair of little men and women eventually developed into a soldier, and it was really a trick.

“Today.”

Xiao Sin had looked at Mu Rongxin and said, “You and I have settled our grievances. ”