A swarm of heavy artillery bombarded the cultivators

"The Beiyuan Tushan Zhongting Military Sect has three divisions."

Jiang Ding continued: "They are Tushan Maids, Great Sun Long Sword, and Hunyuan Fatian."

"The Great Sun Long Sword will be composed of sword cultivators."

As soon as these words came out, the original Great Sun Sword Sect's True Lord Xu Fang, True Lord Lie Yang and others showed a burning look, secretly thinking that it was true.

Jianzi can forget who, but he can't forget our family.

"Who can be the Great Sun Long Sword Master?"

Jiang Ding asked.

"Jianzi! I can!"

"Lie Yang is willing to serve you!"

"Xu Fang is willing to share your worries..."

As soon as the words fell, a group of Great Sun Sword Sect's sword cultivators stood up and screamed, no matter they were in the early or late Nascent Soul stage, they patted their chests, were passionate, and their sword intent was all over their bodies, looking like the strongest in the world.

The surrounding True Lords were a little envious.

Sword cultivators and the Heavenly Monarch are on the same path. They can be outspoken and be sure that this will not cause the Heavenly Monarch to feel bad. This is the tacit understanding and recognition between sword cultivators.

Jiang Ding nodded.

Although these sword cultivators only recognize their identities and not their people, they have a strong fighting will and are extremely loyal. In this respect, they may even surpass the Tushan maid.

This is the strong political reliability accumulated by the three major identities of sword cultivator identity, sect identity, and inheritance identity.

When Jiang Ding is with them, he will instinctively feel comfortable. When playing, if someone provokes him and initiates a high-level sword fight, and then beats him to death on the spot, he will also feel happy and relaxed.

Clang!

Jiang Ding draws his sword.

"Draw your sword."

Jiang Ding said.

"Yes! Jianzi!"

Xufang Zhenjun, Lieyang Zhenjun and others are ecstatic.

Being able to fight with Jianzi, and not in a high-level sword fight that is sure to kill him, is a great opportunity for sword cultivators like them!

Clang!

Clang Clang!

"Kill!"

"Kill!"

Instantly, without any hesitation, Master Xufang and Master Lieyang roared, their mana and sword intent bursting out, unwilling to miss this great opportunity, and slashed at the blue-clothed young man on the Six Paths throne with overwhelming murderous intent.

In the hall, countless sword domains expanded, and flying swords full of violent murderous intent soared into the sky, freezing the four directions.

The breath of the surrounding masters stagnated.

This is not like a discussion or instruction, but clearly facing an irreconcilable mortal enemy!

What's more, some Yuanying sword cultivators burned their blood without hesitation, allowing their mana and sword intent to sublimate to the extreme, and slashed out their most peak and perfect sword.

This kind of crazy people,

is not a minority, but the majority!

"This..."

Master Tianyang, Master Yindao, Xue Liuyun, Mu Tianxue and others changed their colors, and many people hesitated immediately, wondering whether to help.

This is not worry, but what is happening in front of them is like a rebellion, and it is a good time to show loyalty.

"Yes."

Jiang Ding nodded, feeling their respect.

Clang!

The Taiqing flying sword fell gently.

It was clearly just one sword, but at the moment of falling, it turned into countless swords, turning into sword formations that fell on the flying swords of each Yuanying sword cultivator and this person, without interfering with each other.

Ding Ding Ding Ding...

In the hazy sword formation, True Lord Lieyang, True Lord Xufang and others fought frantically, the sound of swords clashing with swords was endless, piercing the clouds and cracking the rocks, and the tragic battlefield killing intent spread in all directions.

True Lord Xueyun, True Lord Yindao and others held their breath and looked at this amazing Tianjun swordsmanship.

Every Yuanying cultivator was assigned a sword formation. The strength of the sword formation seemed to be related to the strength of the cultivator. It was stronger, but not too strong, and the winner would not be decided instantly.

Some other people who were proficient in formations, such as Yindao and True Lord Tianyang, saw more.

This sword formation has a strong sense of military formation. If someone is proficient in military formation, he can exert stronger strength in this sword formation.

"Ah!"

The speed of the Yuanying-level battlefield is extremely fast. Even if it is a battle of equal strength, the result will appear after dozens of breaths. A Yuanying-stage sword cultivator vomited blood and retreated from the sword formation.

His arms and thighs were broken in the middle, the broken ends were smooth, blood fell like raindrops, and he screamed and fell to the ground.

"Jianzi, my disciple is incompetent."

This Yuanying-stage sword cultivator got up from the ground, endured the pain of broken arms and legs, knelt on one knee, and said dejectedly.

The eyelids of the surrounding magic cultivators jumped.

"Well, practice more and it will be fine."

Jiang Ding nodded, took back the sword intent and magic power aura on the opponent's wound, and threw a healing spell by the way.

The trouble with the injuries of high-level cultivators is that the wounds often carry the enemy's magic power aura, which has the properties of corrosion, toxins, destruction, and crazy destruction of the flesh.

If you deliberately control it and don't let the power overflow, this kind of wound that is cut in half is not that troublesome and is not a serious injury.

"Yes, I will practice diligently in the future!"

This Yuanying early sword cultivator used his spiritual sense to hold back his broken legs and hands, and went to the corner of the hall to heal his wounds with a ball of healing magic light.

"Ah..."

Not long after, another Yuanying sword cultivator vomited blood and retreated. This time it was even more miserable, and his body was cut in half.

"Ah!"

"Ah..."

As time went by, Yuanying sword cultivators continued to lose, with all kinds of broken limbs and arms, and internal organs flying everywhere. The whole good hall immediately turned into a Shura field, a slaughterhouse, and the smell of blood was pungent.

This scene made Tianyang Zhenjun, Xunfeng Maid and others who were watching the battle tremble with fear.

'Is it okay? '

‘This is what is recorded in the martial arts books in the Great Sun Sword Pavilion. Only in this way can we achieve the best sword training effect... Is the record wrong? ’

Jiang Ding also felt a little uncomfortable.

He swore that he absolutely followed the records of the Da Ri Sword Pavilion exercises without any changes.

Although they are enemies, it must be admitted that Da Ri Sword Pavilion is definitely the top in the field in cultivating sword cultivators. It can pull other immortal sects out of at least three positions and completely crush them.

This is their orthodox swordsman training and education plan.

Even the powerful education system of Xianmen is not easy to change and does not have this ability.

As time went by, Nascent Soul Lords screamed and retreated one by one, with broken limbs and arms everywhere. In the end, only two sword formations were left standing.

True Lord Lieyang, True Lord Xufang.

This result is not unexpected. True Lord Lieyang was formerly known as Lieyang Swordsman and was the successor of the sect trained by the Great Sun Sword Sect in the past. True Lord Xu Fang is currently the strongest person in the Great Sun Sword Sect.

Ten breaths later, True Lord Lieyang held his own flying sword in his mouth and vomited blood before exiting the sword formation. His arms were broken and fell to the ground, but he felt no pain and excitedly spoke with his spiritual consciousness: "Thank you for the sword! "

"Thank you for your advice!"

It can be clearly seen that there is a clanging sound of swords all around him, which must be a breakthrough, but I don't know if it is a breakthrough in sword intent or swordsmanship.

No matter what kind of breakthrough it is, it will definitely take him further on his path and make his foundation more stable.

This is why these sword cultivators are so fanatical.

The surrounding sword cultivators cast envious glances, but then they themselves closed their eyes and stepped up their efforts to digest the various insights that had just emerged in their hearts.

The young body of the ruler in the realm, Dainichi Jianzi's guidance is extremely precious, especially for sword cultivators, it is ten times or a hundred times more powerful than any panacea.

"puff!"

The last person to vomit blood and withdraw from the sword formation was Zhenjun Xu Fang. His aura was faintly agitated. It was possible that his sword intent or sword skills were about to break through, but he calmed down in the end and it did not really happen.

"Thank you Jianzi for your advice."

True Lord Xu Fang said gratefully.

Although there is no breakthrough, he has a hunch that if he accumulates for at least a hundred years, he will be able to break through. If he goes through many bloody battles, the time will be greatly shortened.

All the results are out.

Among the many sword cultivators, True Lord Xu Fang is the strongest, and True Lord Lieyang has the greatest potential.

"Xu Fang, you are the capital of the Great Sun Sword Capital and the leader of the Sword Sect, one of the eight sects."

"Until someone appears who is stronger and more accomplished than you."

Jiang Ding made a decision.