Fairies Are Fierce

Chapter 111 Co-Master of Ten Thousand Swords

With the sound of "Open the sword pavilion", the atmosphere in the Zhang family manor became enthusiastic.

The family stewards of the three major surnames came to the gate and each placed their hands on the inscription on the gate.

Kakaka——

There was an organic sound in the sword pavilion, and soon, the door opened, revealing countless sword platforms behind the door.

A biting cold air, like frost and snow in the twelfth lunar month, rushed out from inside the gate, and instantly filled the entire martial arts arena, making people feel that the temperature had dropped a little.

The many sword-wielding monks who were watching around had their eyes heated up. They did not look at the bottom floor, but stared straight at the top floors.

There are more than ten thousand swords above the Law Weapon level hidden in the Azure Cloud City Sword Pavilion.

The first floor is Low Grade Law Weapon, the second floor is Middle Grade, and the third floor is High Grade. The same goes for the upper floors. The seventh floor should have been the Law Treasure grade sword, but Azure Cloud City only refined one Law in total. Treasure, the seventh floor is empty.

As the windows on each floor opened, a magic circle appeared outside the sword pavilion, covering the entire sword pavilion.

Looking through the window, the higher the floor, the fewer swords are placed.

There are more than a hundred swords on the fourth floor, only a dozen on the fifth floor, and only three swords on the sixth floor; these three swords represent the highest level of the three major sword-making families in Azure Cloud City. They are all High Grade Spiritual Weapons, and monks in the Netherworld Realm would not be ashamed to take them out.

Seeing three rare swords, there were countless Independent Cultivators present who used swords, and all of them looked at them like they were looking at a beautiful lady.

It's a pity that there can only be one person who goes up to choose the concubine.

The three heads of the family stood up and moved out of the way to the sword pavilion. The head of the Lin family also said:

"The swords made by the three families are all in the sword pavilion, and the Fellow Daoist still takes them. However, the sword energy in the sword pavilion is too heavy, and the monks have no treasures to protect their bodies. It will hurt the meridians and organs. The Fellow Daoist must not force the stairs to climb, but must use his ability. OK."

"Thank you to the three heads of the family for reminding me."

After Zuo Lingquan glanced a few times, he walked up the steps and came to the door.

Three family elders from the Spiritual Valley Realm followed behind and took out a talisman, which emitted an earthy yellow light and covered their bodies; they also held the Law Weapon 'Spirit Detection Mirror' in their hands, which could illuminate the True Qi outside the monk's body. circulation situation to avoid cheating by secretly using treasures to protect the whole body.

Zuo Lingquan didn't mind this at all. He put away his two swords and hung them on his waist, then stepped into the door.

Among the crowd, Tang Jingxuan was rubbing the little bird dumplings. Seeing everyone around him stretching their necks to stare, he asked:

"Is he going to be okay?"

Cheng Jiujiang craned his neck to watch, just as he went in to choose a sword, and said nervously:

"The sword energy in the Sword Pavilion is too heavy, and there is no pure golden body. It is difficult to walk through the third floor. If you can reach the fourth floor, you have a good foundation. But Brother Zuo is different. The reason why Spiritual Weapon is called Spiritual Weapon is It’s because it has the most basic weapon spirit. Although it is not like Law Treasure, which can recognize and protect the owner on its own, when it meets a good owner, it will also have a close reaction, at least it will not be too irritable. Brother Zuo’s Spirit Ascension swordsmanship, go in It’s not just a random choice.”

Tang Jingxuan nodded in understanding and continued to stare at Zuo Lingquan who entered the door.

Although Cheng Jiujiang said it lightly, Zuo Lingquan in Jiange was not so relaxed.

There are more than ten thousand swords in the sword pavilion. Without the protection of the magic circle outside, being in it is like entering an ice cellar. The bone-shattering cold air presses from all directions and goes straight into the bone marrow. It even invades the True Qi in the body, causing the breath to be disordered. a bit.

Zuo Lingquan entered the first floor and walked directly up the stairs without looking at the Low Grade Law Weapons all over the floor. Three supervising Linggu Realm monks followed behind him.

The sword pavilion is large and the stairs are quite wide, but Zuo Lingquan can feel the pressure around him getting stronger every time he goes up a step; it's like there are countless sharp blades hanging above and he has to squeeze through between the blades. , even my hair is numb.

However, Zuo Lingquan's physical foundation is much stronger than ordinary martial arts. Although there is pressure, it is not to the point where he cannot stand. run.

The three supervisors were stunned for a moment, with astonishment in their eyes. They did not expect that someone could run inside the sword pavilion.

The three family heads outside felt something was wrong when they saw this, and their hearts suddenly rose in their throats.

The Independent Cultivator onlookers became restless; they spent a white jade baht to come in, and they saw that the masters went to Jiange for free whoring, the more expensive the whoring, the more comfortable, even if they didn't take it by themselves, watching Azure Cloud City lose the ticket money would not be too bad This trip is a waste.

Everyone was shocked and suspicious, watching the figure in the window walking back and forth on the stairs, and the atmosphere became more and more lively.

In just a few breaths, Zuo Lingquan ran up to the fourth floor, then stopped with his knees on his knees.

On the fourth floor is the Low Grade Spiritual Weapon, a handful of at least a thousand white jade bahts, which is equivalent to a year's offering incense in Qihuang Valley, and its value is self-evident. Many people started shouting:

"Take the Zhang family's sword. The Zhang family's sword is the best..."

"Pick the sword made by the red-haired old fairy, don't miss it..."

…

Seeing Zuo Lingquan stop, the three patriarchs secretly breathed a sigh of relief even though their flesh hurt a bit——Although the casting materials for Spiritual Weapon are expensive, they belong to a family of swordsmiths, and it is cheaper to make it yourself than to buy it. With the entry money collected by Cultivator, it is not too bad to sell Spiritual Weapon.

However, the Patriarchs of the three families obviously did not want Zuo Lingquan to take their own sword, and the other two families were short of giving thumbs up to the screaming Independent Cultivator.

But soon, the noise of the martial arts field stopped abruptly, and the expressions of the three Patriarchs froze.

Zuo Lingquan walked up to the fourth floor, feeling a bone-scratching sensation sweeping his whole body, the meridians and acupoints all over his body were permeated by invisible cold air, stinging every inch of flesh inside and outside his body.

Zuo Lingquan propped up his knees, unable to straighten up due to the breath of more than ten thousand swords. He gritted his teeth and raised his hand to hold the hilt.

It was at this moment that there was a sudden silence in the Jiange.

The more than 10,000 swords that showed their sharp edges seemed to be suppressed by a stronger edge, and the all-pervasive cold air dissipated, and all the swords above the third floor fell silent, like dead objects.

The eyes of the three supervisors following behind were all astonished.

Even if they didn't face Zuo Lingquan, they still felt an unparalleled penetrating power coming to them, making people feel sharp, like a sharp sword pointing at the eyebrows. Terrified.

"What a strong Sword Intent!"

"this……"

The three elders, who are also experts in swordsmanship, knew what this was.

Sword Intent is a very mysterious term, and it can also be said to be an aura. It has no actual lethality, but it can be felt by people.

It's like standing in front of a fierce tiger, even if there is an iron fence between each other, knowing that the tiger will not hurt you, it will still make people feel weak.

The three elders never expected that the 'Sword Intent' in front of them could burst out with such a powerful Sword Intent.

This Sword Intent has never been seen before, even their ancestor, the red-haired old fairy, did not have such a strong Sword Intent.

It feels like there is a real god standing in front of 'Jian Wuyi', and he can kill for everyone to see. Or to say:

The common people are like ants, but I am like an immortal!

(end of this chapter)