I Have Countless Swords

Zhou Xuanji took out the Yushui Sword. The whole body of this sword was silver and white, with a wave pattern on the blade.

not bad!

Three lines of small characters appeared in front of him:

Sword Name: Imperial Water Sword

Grade: Gold

Description: With this divine sword in hand, you can control the world and water, and the control range is proportional to the strength of the sword master.

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Can you control the world?

Incredibly, the water-preserving sword can not only be used for combat, but may also have other magical uses in the future.

Zhou Xuanji held the Yushui Sword and practiced a set of White Crane Swordsmanship.

Everyone else was cultivating separately, and he didn't notice that he had another divine sword.

He spread out his hands, and the White Dragon Royal Golden Clothes appeared in his hands.

Like the Qingju Zongyun boots, once the master is successfully recognized, this clothing will change according to Zhou Xuanji's body size, and it will be close to the body and comfortable.

After putting on the white dragon royal gold clothes, his whole temperament changed suddenly.

There are golden dragons drawn with stripes of gold on the clean white clothes, which are lifelike and vivid.

As the saying goes, people rely on clothes and horses rely on saddles.

After wearing the White Dragon Royal Gold Clothes, Zhou Xuanji's royal temperament was revealed.

His face was like a jade crown, his brows were sword-like, and his black hair was tied behind his head. He looked lively and handsome.

Little Jiang Xue, who was cultivating Qi in front of Xiao Er, her eyes lit up, and she immediately got up and ran over.

Others also noticed that Zhou Xuanji changed his clothes.

After they saw it, they all exclaimed in their hearts, what a young man!

Xiao Jinghong suddenly frowned.

For some reason, he always felt that Zhou Xuanji looked like another person.

"Zhou... Thirteen years old... Could it be..."

Xiao Jinghong suddenly thought of something and couldn't help but be moved.

Fang Junsheng, who was chopping wood, exclaimed loudly, "Master is really wise and martial!"

Bei Xiaowangjian rolled his eyes, can this kid be more serious about his flattery?

Fang Junsheng is also in the top 30 of the Great Zhou Xiongying Ranking. His cultivation base is in the inner core realm, which is stronger than Bei Xiaowangjian, but in the face of Bei Xiaowangjian, he always nods and bows.

If there is no accident, Fang Junsheng will become another sword slave of Zhou Xuanji sooner or later, so Bei Xiaowangjian's attitude towards him is getting better and better, and now he doesn't even bother to scold.

Little Jiang Xue leaned in front of Zhou Xuanji, looked around him, and kept nodding.

"More and more handsome, God bless, no long disability."

Little Jiang Xue pinched Zhou Xuanji's little face and smiled happily.

Zhou Xuanji glared at her and said angrily: "That is, in the future I will not only be the number one sword in the world, but also the number one handsome in the world."

Little Jiang Xue covered her mouth and chuckled: "Yes, yes, you are the most handsome."

She suddenly thought of something, then discouraged, and said with a bitter face: "Your clothes are so beautiful, I'm afraid the clothes I knit for you can't compare."

Zhou Xuanji reassured: "It's okay, I understand what you mean, don't weave in the future, so as not to get hurt."

After the age of twelve, his height began to grow by leaps and bounds, and now it has reached Xiao Jiangxue's eyebrows.

Looking at the seventeen-year-old little Jiang Xue, no, Jiang Xue.

Zhou Xuanji was very emotional.

The flower finally bloomed.

Jiang Xue felt sorry and lost, but she raised her eyes and met Zhou Xuanji's gaze, and the tenderness in his eyes made her loss disappear instantly.

She smiled sweetly and said, "I listen to you."

The two stood on the edge of the cliff and began to chat, talking about the jokes of the past and the hope of the future.

Chatting and chatting, the two sat on the edge of the cliff.

Jiang Xue couldn't correct her stinky problems, and as soon as she got close to Zhou Xuanji, she couldn't help but move.

No, she stretched her arms around Zhou Xuanji's neck again.

Zhou Xuanji said helplessly: "In another year, if you hug me like this, your hands will be sore."

Jiang Xue smiled nonchalantly: "It's okay, you will hug me when the time comes."

"Hey, hey, don't you understand? We're all grown up."

"Hey, are you still telling me this? Don't we sleep in the same room all the time?"

"Okay, let's sleep in separate rooms from today."

"you dare!"

The two began to fight, making others look envious.

Bei Xiaowangjian sighed: "I think back then, I also had such a childhood sweetheart."

Fang Junsheng asked curiously, "What about now?"

"Gone."

Bei Xiaowangjian replied calmly, then turned and left, leaving Fang Junsheng with a lonely and desolate back.

This is a man with a story.

Fang Junsheng touched his chin and thought so.

Time turned, and another five months passed.

Zhou Xuanji broke through to the ninth floor of the Consecrated Light Realm, and the first stage of the Great Zhoutian Election Martial Exam also came to an end.

With the shocking news of Zhou Jianshen's defeat of Meng Tianlang, those monks who passed by the cliff did not dare to come and cause trouble, and even the demon kings did not dare to approach.

Still, the calm was broken.

On this day, a group of soldiers came by the clouds, and there was a carriage on it. The carriage was noble and gorgeous, more than three times larger than ordinary carriages, like a small building.

Zhao Congjian, Xiao Jinghong, Bei Xiaowangjian and others gathered next to Zhou Xuanji.

"The banner of the Meng family of Da Zhou is estimated to be the elder of Meng Tianlang's family."

Xiao Jinghong said in a low voice, the leading soldiers were all holding big flags with the characters Meng engraved on them.

Zhou Xuanji narrowed his eyes and did not speak.

Soon, the Meng family soldiers stopped in front of the cliff, the curtain of the carriage was lifted, and a middle-aged man in a black robe with a python pattern walked out slowly.

His temples are like fire, his body is strong, and his back is strong. Just standing there gives people a strong sense of oppression.

He stared at Zhou Xuanji~www.wuxiaspot.com~ and said, "You are Zhou Jianshen?"

Zhou Xuanji asked, "Who are you?"

"The Meng family, Meng Changhu, the King of the Great Zhoupin, and my nephew Tianlang's bet with you, I think I have to come here on a long-term plan."

The middle-aged man in black robe jumped up and landed in front of Zhou Xuanji and the others.

His spirit is stronger than Meng Tianlang.

Xiao Jinghong, Zhao Congjian, and Bei Xiaowangjian were all ready to fight.

Fang Junsheng lowered his head and hid behind Huang Lianxin, not daring to look directly at Meng Changhu.

"I didn't force him to make this bet."

Zhou Xuanji said calmly, and Meng Changhu couldn't help frowning.

When he frowned, the pressure was stronger.

He carefully looked at Zhou Xuanji's face, suddenly moved slightly, and a strange color flashed in his eyes.

"If you have any request, just mention it."

Meng Changhu said calmly, but the strange color in his eyes kept flickering.

"This matter is not negotiable."

Zhou Xuanji replied, if this matter is over, what will be the face!

"it is good!"

Meng Changhu flicked his sleeves and turned around, raised his finger to Fang Junsheng, and said, "You, come here, come home with me, if your father knew that you were so useless, your wives and concubines wouldn't even want to live!"

Fang Junsheng's face changed drastically when he heard this, and he could only grit his teeth and walk in front of him.

Meng Changhu grabbed his shoulders and flew to the clouds.

Zhou Xuanji did not stop it. After all, Fang Junsheng was not yet his real sword slave, and the other party and Fang Junsheng were not enemies, so he naturally had no reason to stop it.

Meng Changhu walked into the carriage, and the soldiers rode the clouds away.

"Prince Xuanji, Your Majesty was right in what he said back then. You will be the first genius of the Great Zhou Qiangu, and you will perfectly inherit the Great Zhou imperial vein. However, I have to advise you that Mu Xiu will be destroyed by Lin Feng!"

Meng Changhu's voice suddenly came, making Zhou Xuanji's expression change.

Everyone else was like this, and they all looked at Zhou Xuanji.