A swarm of heavy artillery bombarded the cultivators

Jiang Ding's consciousness and sword will bloomed without reservation, searching bit by bit in the gate of the Great Sun Sword Sect.

Rocks, plants, flowers and birds, immortal cultivators...

None of them were spared.

The incarnation of the weapon spirit can become anything. It has intelligence and may be watching here, not making up its mind yet, hesitating about something.

Jiang Ding did not allow it to hesitate.

According to the procedure, the inheritance should be given to him, and it should be given immediately!

"Sir,"

"I can't confirm your identity."

"If you want the remaining inheritance, just kill another contemporary Great Sun Sword Master, and Hei will give you all the inheritance."

The black-skinned fat man said respectfully: "I am the avatar left by Hei, the sword pavilion inheritor, responsible for the sword pavilion inheritance in this area. Hei is in the previous generation..."

"Only the Nascent Soul level inheritance?"

In the Great Sun Sword Sect, the highest inheritance is the classic level of skills. Even if they are talented people and have been summoned by the weapon spirit, it is still just like this.

Jian Yang Zhenjun whispered in his heart.

"Nice to meet you,"

"Avatar Nine Seven?"

"Not the previous generation."

"Have mercy!"

The black-skinned fat man struggled: "This realm should not have the Great Sun Sword Son. This is not in line with common sense."

"Yes, Sword Son."

"According to the Great Sun Sword Pavilion Law, the Sword Pavilion inheritance envoy can only recognize one Great Sun Sword Son at the same time and place."

"I know I was wrong!"

Now, the inheritance weapon spirit appears in front of him again!

"If you haven't completed the killing, then they are all the contemporary Great Sun Sword Sons."

"Found... Found it! ”

The Sun Flying Sword came first, and then he appeared.

“No, I am a disciple of my sect, just an ordinary person…”

Jiang Ding showed a cold smile, looking at a sturdy black-skinned fat man who was in the initial stage of foundation building among the tens of thousands of sword cultivators kneeling on the ground.

‘So that’s it.’

Why don’t you bow to me?

This is the certificate, this is the key, this is the status.

The Taiqing Flying Sword just looked at it, and the black-skinned spirit screamed, and a series of hideous bloodstains like porcelain appeared on his face. Even if he possessed some terrible cause and effect technique, invisible and intangible, and had an immortal body, it was useless, so fragile.

In addition, the aura on your body seems to have a little similarity with some enemies whose identities have not yet been determined.

He stepped forward and bowed deeply. It was the sword etiquette passed down by the Sun Sword Pavilion for hundreds of thousands of years. It was complicated and ancient. He bowed deeply: "Greetings, Your Excellency, may your sword prosper. "

"Black. "

"There are only these two methods. ”

It’s not that there is any magic attached to it.

Some True Lords showed signs of struggle, but after a moment, the signs of struggle quickly disappeared, and their expressions were calm. They completely ignored these things and treated them as disciples of the sect that could be seen everywhere.

Then he, Jian Yang, can be said to be the best swordsman in Beiyuan, and there is no one better!

Thousands of years ago, when he was ambitious and claimed to be the top hero in the realm, he asked the inheritance spirit for the fundamental skills of the Great Sun Sword.

“I only have the inheritance of the Sword Pavilion Yuanying level, and I can give it to you now. "

Buzz!

The moment he saw him, the Taiqing flying sword hummed softly, and his instinctive memory revived a little.

Jiang Ding frowned, and then relaxed his brows.

It is like having a key first and then building an iron lock. The mere existence of the two has a natural suppression relationship.

Faced with Jiang Ding's questioning, the black-skinned fat man had to answer and dared not remain silent.

"No, not a disciple... but an inheritance envoy..."

Such a sentence appeared in the souls of many true lords.

'This is a disciple of my sect, ordinary and not worth paying attention to.'

Many true lords showed a look of sudden enlightenment, and forgot about this matter in an instant and stopped looking at this person.

Black.

"Where?"

Jiang Ding said quietly: "Since you are the inheritance envoy of the Sword Pavilion, why don't you kneel when you see me? "

Jiang Ding's eyes flashed.

Only True Lord Xu Fang, True Lord Tian Yang, and True Lord Jian Yang guarded the spiritual platform tightly, struggling hard, staring at the dark-skinned fat man, constantly reminding themselves, so that they could barely not forget.

The answer is, you are not capable enough, your status is not enough, and you cannot practice the higher level of the Sword Pavilion inheritance.

The name is Liu Hei, a junior in the foundation building stage of the sect. He entered the sect 111 years ago. His talent is ordinary, ordinary, and unremarkable.

'If I can practice the Sword Pavilion's classic-level exercises, or even the basic exercises of the Great Sun Sword, it will not be just like this today, and there is also great hope for the transformation of the spirit...'

There was only silence, no answer.

"Answer my question."

Another blood mark appeared on his face, and his body trembled.

"That's right. "

The Inheritor of the Sword Pavilion!

The surrounding True Lords such as Jianyang, Tianyang, and Xufang were horrified, and followed his gaze to look at the black-skinned fat man in the Foundation Establishment Realm.

The black-skinned fat man bowed again.

'The Inheritor of the Sword Pavilion...'

"Jianzi, spare my life!"

The black-skinned fat man screamed in pain, not daring to delay any longer, and knelt on his knees: "The Inheritor of the Sword Pavilion Hei, the clone Jiuqi, greets Jianzi!"

"The Great Sun Flying Sword is not wrong."

"Ah!"

Crack!

"The Great Sun Flying Sword is not wrong."

Instead, this weapon spirit was born to be built according to the needs of the Great Sun Flying Sword.

"Is there anything wrong with the Great Sun Flying Sword?"

Someone once asked why?

The name of this weapon spirit is Hei, the weapon spirit in charge of the inheritance of the Great Sun Sword Pavilion.

The terrifying sword of destruction spread in all directions, scanning every place.

The black-skinned fat man trembled, trying his best to endure the pain in his body and soul: "The black body is in the hands of another contemporary Sun Sword Master."

Jiang Ding said indifferently: "Why don't you kneel."

The Taiqing flying sword vibrated.

Jiang Ding looked at him indifferently, without any excuse, and said nothing.

I, I really can't judge. "

They are already the most talented and top cultivators in Beiyuan, why can't they? Are these supreme classics going to rot in the pile of old papers?

No one thinks that they are born weaker than others.

"No!"

According to the sword law, below the Sun Sword Master, even the God Transformation Heavenly Monarch must come to greet!

"Or, you go to Yangming Mountain where the Lord of the Sword Pavilion is located, get the recognition of the Sword Master, and you can also get all the inheritance. "

"But, but..."

This is naturally unwilling and unacceptable.

The three people had a huge desire in their hearts.

"Let's start. "

The Taiqing flying sword hummed and spread its sword light in all directions. This was both destruction and announcing its arrival.

Jiang Ding stroked the hilt and asked.

The moment she saw this black-skinned spirit, she awakened a certain instinct.

If Xu Fang Zhenjun and others said that his sword talent was the best in Beiyuan.

It's better to have it than not.

The immortal sects are all like this, stingy, no matter what kind of status or skills, they never exceed anyone. Even if it weren't for the previous generation of Da Ri Jian Zi fleeing alone, he would not have been able to get the complete inheritance, just like Yu Qian Zi and other Taoists.