I Have Countless Swords

"Have you practiced this swordsmanship? Deliberately pretending?"

Wang Xiaofei's Baizhang black shadow asked in a slightly angry tone.

Zhou Xuanji raised his eyebrows and said, "This is the first time I have come across this sword technique."

"I don't believe it!"

"No one can develop sword intent in such a short period of time."

Wang Xiaofei said in a deep voice, listening to this tone, ready to end the inheritance test at any time.

Zhou Xuanji said impatiently, "If you don't believe it, take out another sword technique."

How dare you question me!

The Supreme Excalibur system I designed is so perverted!

Another ancient book appeared in front of Zhou Xuanji.

Zhou Xuanji took it, flipped through it, and found that this sword technique was more difficult than Yuexiafengwujian.

Not just a little bit harder.

Soul Eater Killing Demon Slash!

The name is very aggressive, and I don't know what kind of power he will have after he becomes a master.

He took out the killing pig sword and started practicing the sword.

The first time, he spent twenty breaths.

The second time, it only took ten breaths of time.

After a hundred times, Soul Eater Killed Xiaocheng.

After 300 times, Soul Eater and Death Demon smashed Dacheng.

After five hundred times, the Soul Eater and Death Demon Slash achieved Sword Intent.

Zhou Xuanji retracted his sword and was pleasantly surprised.

If this swordsmanship is performed with a ghost curse sword, it is simply a **** blocking gods and a demon blocking demons!

The lethality is too strong!

He pretended to be expressionless and said, "What do you say?"

Wang Xiaofei was silent.

Zhou Xuanji stared, and said, "You don't want to accept the account?"

Wang Xiaofei said in a complicated tone, "Which almighty reincarnation are you?"

Zhou Xuanji replied, "I am from the Holy Land of China, and my name is Sword God Zhou."

"Sword God? This kind of comprehension is indeed a god."

Wang Xiaofei said quietly, and then, he turned his words and said, "Forget the remaining dozens of levels, you can pass the assessment directly."

Dozens of levels?

Zhou Xuanji's eyes widened, how treacherous!

Who can stand it like this?

"You have two choices, one is the imperial sword I left behind, and the other is a sword technique I left behind." Wang Xiaofei continued.

Zhou Xuanji frowned and asked, "You are one of the Nine Emperors of Kendo, are you so stingy?"

Wang Xiaofei snorted coldly and said proudly, "No matter which one you choose, you can traverse the world!"

Zhou Xuanji thought for a moment and decided that he still wanted a sword.

No matter how strong the swordsmanship is, it is still based on spiritual power.

"Emperor Sword!"

Zhou Xuanji said that if it is a good sword, it can also be fused with his divine sword.

Maybe the Amethyst Divine Sword will be born!

Of course, it can also be used alone.

"When you go out, the Emperor Sword will appear in your hands. Well, the inheritance is over."

Wang Xiaofei's tone became indifferent again.

Zhou Xuanji blinked and asked curiously, "I really want to know, are you dead or alive?"

"Humph!"

Wang Xiaofei waved his hand, and then Zhou Xuanji felt that everything around him was broken.

Like waking up from a dream, he opened his eyes and saw Jiang Xue's face in his eyes, making him tremble with fright.

He cried, "What are you doing?"

Zhao Congjian, Bei Xiaowangjian, and Huang Lianxin next to him all turned their heads.

Jiang Xue was also frightened, clutching her chest and curling her lips: "Just look at you, is it necessary to be so exaggerated?"

Zhou Xuanji rolled his eyes, getting so close would scare people to death!

Zhao Congjian hurriedly asked, "So fast? Did the master fail?"

Zhou Xuanji glared at him and said, "You look down on being a teacher?"

He explained the assessment process again, and everyone sighed.

Dozens of levels?

Too pit!

Bei Xiaowangjian asked curiously: "Master, where is the Emperor Sword? Take it out and let's see."

Oh yes.

What about the Emperor Sword?

Zhou Xuanji looked down and saw the small golden sword in his hand, not the Emperor Sword.

"That old man lied to me?"

Zhou Xuanji frowned. At this moment, the small golden sword suddenly exploded, turning into countless golden light spots, and quickly condensed into a giant sword that was one meter five long.

The whole body of this sword is golden, the blade is thirty centimeters wide, and two golden dragons are wrapped around the hilt, making it extremely powerful.

"Is this the Emperor Sword, it weighs 10,000 catties."

Zhou Xuanji muttered to himself, if it wasn't for his physical strength, he might have been directly crushed into flesh.

When the others heard it, they all reached out and shook hands.

Jiang Xue and Huang Lianxin couldn't hold it at all.

Zhao Congjian was relaxed, but Bei Xiaowangjian was a little bit labored.

"Sword Spirit, what level is this sword?"

Zhou Xuanji asked curiously in his heart, the level of the Emperor Sword of the Sky Splitting Sword Emperor should be higher than the gold level, right?

"Sword Spirit needs to be tested, is it included in the Supreme Excalibur system?"

"Take it."

As Zhou Xuanji's voice fell, the Emperor Sword disappeared out of thin air.

Zhao Congjian pouted and said, "This inheritance is a bit shabby. It seems that the Nine Emperors of Kendo are just like that."

Huang Lianxin guessed: "Maybe the period when the inheritance was established was not his peak, or he just wanted to help future generations, not really let people inherit his mantle."

Little Black Snake came over at some unknown time, and said disdainfully, "If you don't have enough people to swallow an elephant, you have two swordsmanships of the Earth rank, and a sword of the Sword Emperor. What else do you want?"

King Beixiao said: "Lian Xin, starve it for seven days?"

Huang Lianxin nodded: "Okay."

The little black snake is in a hurry, are you too stingy?

...

Dazhou Imperial City, inside a quaint inn.

A storyteller stood in the center of the first floor, surrounded by nearly a hundred people.

He shook his folding fan and stared: "Faced with the threat of Tieyulong and other imperial guards, Zhou Jianshen slashed out with his sword, and the light of the sword shone through the heavens and the earth. The scene cannot be described in words. Gu Xiacheng's hundreds of thousands Everyone sighs afterwards, the sword of the gods!"

"It is said that Zhou Jianshen killed Tie Yulong and others with one sword, and even cut down a mountain, almost sinking Gu Xiacheng!"

The audience exclaimed with admiration on their faces.

At this time, a voice came from the corner of the inn: "Sir, do you think Zhou Jianshen is more powerful, or the Great Zhou Jianhuang?"

Mr. Storyteller pinched his goatee, pretending to be inscrutable: "Actually, there was a battle between Sword God Zhou and Sword Emperor Da Zhou."

As soon as this statement came out, everyone's eyes widened.

"Really? Why haven't I heard of it?"

A big man with a wine bowl~www.wuxiaspot.com~ questioned.

The storyteller said with a smile: "Really, I saw with my own eyes that they fought evenly and admired each other."

"The Great Zhou Jianhuang said that once the Zhou Jianshen was born, he would be famous all over the world."

"As expected, Zhou Jianshen became the number one person on this year's Great Weekly Billboard! Even Sword Master Xiao Jinghong said that he was Zhou Jianshen's apprentice!"

"Unparalleled in the world, the sword **** of Zhou is worthy of the name!"

The crowd clapped and shouted. After listening to Zhou Jianshen's stories, they all felt excited, as if they were Zhou Jianshen.

"Nonsense, Zhou Jianshen is still far behind the Great Zhou Jianhuang! Even the disciples of the Sword Emperor can't compare!"

The voice in the corner of the inn sounded again, and the tone was full of disdain.

This time, he caused outrage.

Everyone turned their heads to look, but the next moment, they were all moved and knelt down one after another, daring not to look at that person again.

The storyteller was also frightened, knelt down quickly, and said in a trembling voice, "See Your Majesty the Prince!"

The speaker is impressively the prince of today's Great Zhou Dynasty, Zhou Tianyu!

Zhou Tianyu looked in his early thirties, with a dignified face, calm demeanor, and dressed in white.

The shopkeeper was also frightened, so he trotted over and stammered and asked, "His Royal Highness, why are you here..."

Zhou Tianyu drank a bowl of wine and said expressionlessly: "I passed by this inn and heard that someone touted Zhou Jianshen and belittled the Great Zhou Jianhuang, so I wanted to come in and have a look."

After speaking, he got up and walked towards the side door of the inn.

When he reached the door, he suddenly stopped, turned his back to everyone in the inn, and said, "Zhou Jianshen can't even protect his own apprentices, he is not a hero, if he dares to challenge the Great Zhou Sword Emperor, I am Zhou Tianyu. I would like to worship him as a teacher, and let him be the prince's teacher!"

"You can put your words out."

"I don't even dare to forgive him."