I Have Nine Queen Sisters

The sword of azure glass is neither beneficial nor fast, but absolute. No one can use the law under her sword, and any moves are illusory in front of her.

It is not enough to say that one sword can break all laws. Her strength has long been proved by the blood of brushless powerhouses. Since she has not yet proven the Tao, she has slashed all her enemies along the way.

When one day she killed and no one could kill, Qingli found out that she had vindicated the Dao, and the sword intent in front of her was recorded by Tiandao at that time.

Since the new era, the first sword under the starry sky, the first sword of the human race, these names were not sealed by her. Looking at the crowd who had fallen far away, Wang Chen took a sip of the Enlightenment Tea.

Feeling the rhythm of Dao Enlightenment Tea, the old man of Zhenwu Jianzong appeared out of nowhere, looking at the blue and purple scars on his face, Wang Chen smiled.

"I said old man, aren't you interested in recruiting disciples from your Zhenwu Sword Sect? What tea are you trying to trick me for?"

Wang Chen asked with a smile.

"You bastard, you don't know anything about respecting the old and caring for the young. You always hit people in my face. I can't have the face to go out now, and the following guys can't even handle that girl's sword intent. , and how is it worth my care?

The old man was also welcome. Seeing that there was only one cup from Wang Chen, he actually took out a porcelain bowl from the waist behind him. It seemed that he didn't know what "shun" he came from.

"Actually, I'm very confused about the old man, let alone this girl, her talent is already the best among the people I've ever met, but what the hell are you kid? It looks like a mortal person, But it's scary with high comprehension, presumably after the battle that day, your kid has already comprehended all the things I displayed?"

The old man said calmly.

"It's not that I told you to fight with me, it was you, an old guy who didn't love himself, that I led me to take action, and I won't talk about that, you still tell me how your True Martial Sword Sect obtained that Sword Intent, I don't think the master of Sword Intent will take the initiative to give it to you"".

From this to the appearance of Sword Intent, Wang Chen has been thinking about what kind of existence Zhenwu Jianzong is. If it is just for inheritance, then it is not necessary. What kind of status is he in his identity? Can't find a good embryo?

After thinking about it, Wang Chen suddenly found that he suddenly had a problem, that is, how did Zhenwu Jianzong strip out the sword intent of Qingli from the heavenly way? You must know that the heavenly will is like a knife, and God is not so easy to talk about.

"Hehe, I know I can't hide anything from you, boy. You are the first to find out that there is a problem with Zhenwu Jianzong. Let me tell you this, Zhenwu Jianzong doesn't really care about the so-called inheritance, he cares. It is the fierce sword that truly despises the common people, the supreme sword intent that can open the boundary between life and death with a single sword.99

The old man at this time was very solemn, just like the holy preacher, sacred and inviolable. Of course, if his hands were not secretly pouring tea for himself, it would be more like it.

"cut."

Wang Chen murmured in dissatisfaction, the old man's words were obviously unbelievable, what kind of invincible sword intent can penetrate the boundary of life and death, is there such a thing in this world?

In order to avoid letting this old man continue to deceive, Wang Chen plans to leave here. Although Zhenwu Jianzong is good, Wang Chen is not a pure sword cultivator. A road no one has ever traveled.

However, just when Wang Chen stood up, there was a sudden wave in the direction of the sword intent that Wang Chen was familiar with. It was the man in black robe, and the man in black robe appeared.

"Boy, wait for me."

Looking at Wang Chen who was flying towards Jianyi without knowing what happened, the old man also had some bad premonitions in his heart.

When a person cultivates to a certain level, this kind of premonition will appear in the heart of a monk as if he foresees the future, but this kind of feeling is very difficult to capture, and many people spend their whole lives studying what is going on with no results.

The old man believed in his own feelings. He knew very well that something was going to happen on Wang Chen's side. If his hunch was correct, it might not be a small matter.

And as the suzerain of Zhenwu Sword Sect, it doesn't matter if he's not there, how could such a thing happen since he's here?

The closer the Sword Intent is, the greater the pressure. Those who have been tested are also fainted because they can't bear the pressure. This pressure does not refer to the body, it comes from the spirit. I want to reduce this kind of pressure. Pressure can only be achieved by comprehending a certain level of kendo, and only in this way can one find a path that can be reluctantly accompanied by this sword intent.

The sword demon drunkard dared to swear how excited he was when he heard that Zhenwu Jianzong was going to recruit people. He thought that his knowledge of the way of kendo would be enough for him to enter Zhenwu Jianzong.

But now, it seems that he is still a bit of a contemplation of the sky, not to mention what kind of terrifying assessments are waiting for them in the future, just talking about the sword intent in front of him is already exhausting.

But fortunately, other people are like him, and except for a few very special people, the rest of the people can't get close to the original ones.

"" "Brother Jiugui really has amazing talent. He has come this way in such a short period of time. I admire him."

In front of the Sword Demon was that extremely coquettish man, and the Sword Demon was not surprised at all when this man appeared in front of him, as if it should be like this.

"Brother Jiugui should be careful from now on, this sword intent is very strange, and even I can't comprehend the laws contained in it. To be honest, if the other party is not the True Martial Sword Sect, I doubt that they are. Not kidding us.

The charming man said with a smile.

"What! Even you can't comprehend the sword intent here?

Hearing the other party's words, the drunkard was also surprised. The man in front of him was called Zhou Jian (Zhao Liao's) Shu, a very common name, but his nickname was not that simple.

Everyone knows that only the wrong name is not called the wrong nickname. Zhou Jianshu, who is known as the Ghost Sword, is the most savvy of their generation. The drunkard knows very well that this guy's combat power may be comparable to his own. Kai, but if you compare your understanding, even two of them can't compare to one of them.

"Well, I can't comprehend the sword intent here at all. I think this time if Zhenwu Jianzong really strictly follows his requirements, then no one will pass the test at all, because no one here can comprehend this sword intent. Sentencing."

However, just when Zhou Jianshu finished his words with confidence, a figure suddenly flashed by beside him, and the speed was staggering.

Just when Zhou Jianshu and the drunkard rubbed their eyes to see if they were dazzling, Wang Chen, who was wearing a white robe, chased after him without any resistance...