Painting of the Nine Immortals

For any power, the Supreme Supernatural Power is an inestimable value, and each additional type has a deep foundation.

Therefore, when seeing Lingxian release Daoyun and exude swordsmanship, Jianzong Zhangjiao and others suddenly fell into ecstasy.

The rest were shocked.

There are countless sword decisions in Jiandian, many of which are superb supernatural powers, but they are extremely difficult to see. Even if they are the ones with excellent understanding, the possibility is very small.

In this way, everyone was naturally shocked and envied.

"I thought you were already overvalued. I didn't expect it to be undervalued."

The old man of Jiujian sighed and did not hide his appreciation.

"Senior, do you know this person?" Jianzong taught to fall to the old man of Jiujian.

"This ..." The old man of Jiujian showed embarrassment and didn't know what to say.

Unfamiliar, Lingxian saved his life, but frankly, he did not know who Lingxian's name was, but he learned from Brahma.

At the moment, he thought for a while and said, "Let's be familiar, forget the new year."

"Will you please do me a favor?" Jianzong taught politely.

"You want me to be a lobbyist, so Ling Xian will give you the Supreme Sword that I realized?" The old man of Jiujian guessed the intention of Jianzong to teach.

"Not me, it's Jianzong."

Jianzong's palm taught positively: "The predecessors also knew the importance of Supreme Mastery. One more type is an inheritance, so I hope that the seniors can help.

"Speak to him yourself, I have no right to interfere with his freedom."

The old man with nine swords waved and said, "Lingxian is a gentle person. As long as you are good at talking, he should not refuse."

Hearing that Jianzong's palm taught how to let go of a snack, and then turned his eyes to Lingxian, full of hope.

Time passed by bit by bit. Seven days later, Ling Xian opened her eyes, and two whistling gods whistled, breaking through the void instantly.

Then he rose up like a fairy sword, cut the stars, and opened the world.

That kind of fierce momentum has moved everyone in the scene, even the old nine swordsman, was a bit surprised.

"It's a strong sword. It seems that he has got an incredible sword decision." A Kendo master opened his mouth, and it was difficult to hide the fiery color.

"Was it bad ..."

Ling Xian smiled lightly, his sword is definitely incredible, and it is definitely the leader in Supreme Mastery.

This sword never has a name, or there is, but he does not know, for now, it is called an unknown sword decision.

This method is extremely domineering, and it is only based on its attack power. Among the many methods of Lingxian, it is second only to the Pingran Emperor.

Therefore, Ling Xian was very satisfied and deeply felt that the trip was worthwhile.

"Little friend, can you give me the sword sword you have learned?"

Jianzong teaches to open the door to see the mountains, looks polite, and speaks mildly.

"This…"

Ling Xian hesitated slightly, let Jianzong's palm teach his heart tightly, and said, "Little friend, rest assured, my Jianzong will not be vain, nor will it be forced, as long as you nod, I will let you enter the sword grave."

"can."

Ling Xian nodded with a smile, not only because of the sword mound, but also because the sword originated from the sword code.

If it wasn't for Jianzong's chance to see the sword, he wouldn't have realized the sword and handed it to Jianzong for granted.

"Is this true?"

Jianzong's palm taught him great joy. He thought Lingxian would have a stalemate because of sword twelve hearts, but he didn't expect him to be so happy.

"natural."

Ling Xian smiled and raised her hand to condense her sword, showing her sharpness and flawlessness.

This is the manifestation of the Unknown Sword Judgment. Learned it thoroughly and learned the Unknown Sword Judgment.

Suddenly, the eyes of Jianzong's palm teacher lighted up, as did the Lord of the Eighteen Peaks of Jianzong.

"I thought you would have a stalemate because of your twelve hearts. It's because I'm measuring the abdomen of a gentleman with the heart of a villain." Jianzong's palm teaching revealed a sorry smile.

"Anyway."

Ling Xian waved her hand and said, "When can I enter Jianzhu?"

"Any time, if you want, now." Jianzong taught Zhengzheng.

"Then right now."

Ling Xian smiled, he was not very interested in Jianzuka, but since he came to the door, he would not let it go.

"Okay, little friend, please follow me."

Jianzong taught to carefully put the sword shadow in his sleeve, then stretched out and flew southeast.

Ling Xian followed closely behind.

Half an hour later, a rolling mountain range appeared in his sight.

At the same time, he also felt the terrible sword intention, just like the nine sword old man got angry, the horror was extremely extreme.

"It's so full of swordsmanship. If you want to come, this is the sword mound."

Ling Xian's expression was dignified for a few minutes, and the asked sword in the storage bag suddenly shook, as if to fight a thousand swords.

"Yes, this is the most important forbidden area for my sword sect, Jianzuka."

"There are a thousand third-grade swords here, six hundred second-grade swords, thirty-six first-grade swords, and the king of four-handed swords."

Jianzong taught Shen Shen: "You can try to take the rest of the sword, but the four sword kings, don't touch them."

"Don't you want me, an outsider, to take the best sword?"

Ling Xian smiled slightly, expressing understanding.

Instead, he did not want to let outsiders who have nothing to do with him take away his best treasures.

"No."

Jianzong's palm shook his head and said, "The four Sword Emperors are fierce, let alone get them. Even near them, they are in danger of death."

"Oh?" There was a hint of surprise in Ling Xianxing's eyes.

"These four-handed swords are left by an infinitely close existence, and they are only one line away, and they can become supreme soldiers."

"So there are too many people who want these four magic swords, and I am no exception."

"Unfortunately, no one can get it."

Jianzong's palm taught Mulu nostalgia, saying: "I was so full of ambitions that I could conquer it and fight the world with me, but in the end, I almost disappeared."

Hearing that Ling Xian was more and more surprised, did not expect that the four exquisite swords were so terrible.

"So, I hope you don't fight the idea of ​​these four-handed swords. If you are not careful, you will die." Jianzong Zhang warned.

"I see, is there anything else to pay attention to?" Ling Xian asked.

"No, these four-handed swords are located in the southeast and northwest, respectively. As long as you don't go, your strength will not endanger your life."

Jianzong's palm teacher smiled, raised his hand to seal, and let the invisible barrier dissipate.

"Go in, I hope you can get a good sword."

"I borrow your good words."

With a chuckle, Ling Xian took a big step and walked into the mountains.

Suddenly, the fierce sword added, even if he was as strong as him, he was moved.

"It's an extraordinary sword grave, and it really is extraordinary."

Feeling countless powerful breaths, Ling Xian sighed, and looked at the four directions of southeast and northwest respectively.

In his perception, these four directions are dormant with a ferocious atmosphere. To think of it, it is the Emperor of the Four-handed Sword in Jianzong's palm.

"Infinitely close to the existence of the Supreme Soldier."

Ling Xian murmured to himself that the Supreme is the strongest humane, and the Supreme Soldier is the strongest treasure in the world. Only the true immortal can suppress it.

Infinitely close to the existence of the Supreme Soldier, you can imagine how powerful it will be.

"With my current strength, it's hard to get. Find a reliable sword."

Ling Xian shook her head, then her eyebrow glowed, she felt forward with the power of the soul.