I Got Stronger By Using Copper Coins Until I Am Invincible

In front of the sword intent rising from the depths of the palace, Cang Ji's hand on the hilt trembled slightly.

"The Monet Dynasty has such a strong swordsman!

Cang Ji's tone shook, his eyes shot out a substantial light that pierced through the wall of the hall, and looked towards the direction of the sword intent.

At the same time, in his mouth, he murmured at an extremely fast speed: "Cultivators, understand the general trend of the world, and only when they reach the state of Tongmai can they transform their thoughts."

"The idea is divided into entry, small success, great success, and subtlety."

"After getting into the subtleties, it is free and harmonious, which is the martial intent."

"Above the martial intent, it is self-contained, and it is the Dao intent!"

"And this sword intent is brilliant and bright, pointing directly to the foundation of the kingly way of the sword, and if it goes one step further, it will be able to open up the realm of supernatural powers in the sword world!"

Cang Ji spoke faster and faster, and at the end, the word "supernatural power" popped out of his mouth.

The long sword hanging from his waist unsheathed itself.

The three-foot Qingfeng who wiped out the tens of thousands of hectares of the Canglan River and wiped out the blood of the Wolf Court Dynasty.

At this moment, it is like the direction of the sword intent in the depths of the palace, bent to the limit.

It's like bowing down to a king.

"Clang clang!"

next moment.

The continuous sound of drawing the sword, centered on the palace where the sword intent was located, resounded through every corner of the palace wall.

Not only that!

Outside the palace walls, there is a huge imperial city.

Wherever there is a sword cultivator, there are long swords out of their sheaths, pointing in the same direction.

"Wan Jian Lai Chao, this is Wan Jian Lai Chao!

"There are such great practitioners of swordsmanship in the palace, God bless me!"

"I heard that today, the saint son of Canglan Dao Sect and his guardian entered the palace to face the king, could it be that the monarch angered the other party and made the guardian draw his sword to face each other?

"Hey, the protector you're talking about, but the Cangji who slaughtered the royal family of the Wolf Court Dynasty with a sword because the Holy Son Canglan was scolded as a 'wild species'?"

"Ah, this...isn't the monarch in danger..."

The vision caused by the sword intent shook the imperial city.

The palace hall.

Among the people outside, Mo Zhongtian might have been buried under the sword.

At this moment, he was looking in the direction of the sword intent, with great doubts written on his face.

"Stop traveling these days, aren't you in Qinglan's palace? Why did you go to Mr. Liang's side?"

However, doubts are doubts.

Thinking of Xing Feng before, because he opened his heart knot, he recovered to the peak strength of the true martial arts.

Now, in just a few days, he has broken through the realm and displayed such a terrifying sword intent, Mo Zhongtian is naturally extremely happy.

Just as Mo Zhongtian was immersed in joy.

"Lord Mo, can you introduce Cang to meet that swordsman?

As a sword cultivator, Cang Ji was very interested in the person who triggered the sword intent.

Hearing this, Mo Zhongtian sneered in his heart, but with a look of embarrassment on his face, he said:

"Young Master Xing... Mister time is precious, and he doesn't like to be disturbed."

"How about this, when Mr. Xing's breakthrough is over, I will go over and ask on behalf of Mr. Cang."

"If Mr. Xing refuses to see Mr. Cang, then there is nothing I can do."

Hearing Mo Zhongtian's words, there was a bit of a gun with a stick.

Cang Ji suddenly became angry, and said coldly: "Hmph, sword cultivators in the world are terrified to hear my name."

"Let that Mr. Xing go away..."

He wanted to say, tell that Mr. Xing to roll over and see him.

But as soon as the word "roll" came out of his mouth, Cang Ji suddenly remembered something, and his face changed drastically: "You said that the swordsman's surname is Xing? Could it be the one from twenty years ago..."

As the elder of the Canglan Dao Sect, he is also a strong swordsman.

How could Cang Ji not have heard of Xing Feng's name.

It's just that back then, Cang Ji only learned a piece of information from people in the sect and word of mouth.

In addition, so many years have passed, so he didn't connect that sword intent with that godly realm.

But at this moment, after learning that person's surname from Mo Zhongtian.

How could Cang Ji fail to guess that the master of swordsmanship was exactly the god-level swordsman who was born in the Monet dynasty twenty years ago.

Immediately, Cangji thought that a few days ago, the Pingjiang Dynasty had already sent an army of one million to the sideline of the Monet Dynasty.

As a result, suddenly, they retreated a hundred miles.

Now Cangji finally understood that it must be the Pingjiang Dynasty who knew of Xing Feng's existence, so they were so frightened that they retreated.

In his heart, Cang Ji didn't find it ridiculous that the Pingjiang Dynasty retreated without a fight...

On the contrary, I think it is very wise.

Don't talk about millions of troops.

Even if the Pingjiang Dynasty can mobilize ten times this number of troops.

In front of a god, it is meaningless.

after all.

The Heavenly God Realm is enough to suppress the existence of a dynasty by one's own strength.

Even the strength of the sect is far superior to the Canglan Daozong of any dynasty in the southeastern region.

In front of such great supernatural beings, one has to show a respectful attitude of 120,000 points.

Thinking of this, Cang Ji suddenly realized that he seemed to have said something disrespectful just now.

In an instant, his face became extremely pale.

It's over.

He is a little Sea Consciousness Realm, but he dared to say such a thing, so that Mr. Xing, roll over to see him.

Even if the other party relies on his status, he doesn't care about this junior.

But in case the matter gets out, it will be known by the sword cultivators under heaven.

At that time, it will not affect him personally.

But if the reputation of Canglan Daozong is ruined, the problem will become big.

The more Cang Ji thought about it, the more frightened he became. A transparent sword heart was covered with a layer of dust without him noticing it.

"Mr. Mo, it was Cang who spoke unscrupulously before, and was rude to Senior Xing.

"Cang is willing to take out 50 million spirit stones as compensation for apologizing."

Cang Ji said, enduring the incomparable pain, and took off a storage ring on his hand.

There are no more, no less, exactly 50 million spirit stones.

These spirit stones were originally prepared by Cang Ji for Cang Liu'er's practice.

Now, in order to appease that Mr. Xing's anger, he had to take it out.

Although he is the Supreme Elder of the Canglan Dao Sect, the resources in the sect are almost given to him.

But the problem is that the Canglan Dao Sect itself is just a top-rank sect.

Even the Canglan Dao Sect, among the high-grade sects in the southeast region, can almost rank among the top few sects.

But 50 million spirit stones is definitely not a small sum for Canglan Daozong.

After all, you must know that some middle-grade sects can have 10 million spirit stones, which is already considered a good background.

And the 50 million spirit stones he took out at once.

Enough for those mid-grade sects to train how many generations of disciples have come out.

Hearing that Cang Ji made a move, 50 million spirit stones were smashed out.

Mo Zhongtian's eyelids immediately jumped up heavily.

50 million spirit stones!

This is almost equivalent to nearly one-fifth of the current treasury of the Monet Dynasty.

Immediately, Mo Zhongtian thought of the teleportation array, because the lack of spiritual stones in the past two days made the progress of the ceremony arrangement extremely slow, and he couldn't help but sigh in his heart, just dozing off at this time, someone brought a pillow.