Wine Sword Immortal: Divine Level Winemaker, Drunkenly Kills Tianmen!

The mountain-like Sword Emperor sculpture shoots golden light at the two challengers below.

The next moment, Wang Xianxian's figure disappeared from the place.

The same is true for the rest of the candidates.

The collective disappearance of the candidates means that they have all entered their own battlefield.

In the final stage of the college entrance examination, the battle that has attracted the attention of the whole world has begun.

After confirming that all candidates had entered the battlefield, Duanmu Qian bowed to the statue of the Great Emperor and then left.

Back in the special invigilation room, Duanmu Qian gave the order in unison.

"Cut off communications, reclaim all city radio broadcasting rights, open a central live broadcast channel, and prepare for nationwide live broadcast."

After receiving the order, all staff began to cut off the original signal connections with radio and television stations in major cities.

Thousands of screens began to flash wildly.

Finally, the live broadcast signal from the examination room was connected to China Central Radio and Television Station.

"The signal is connected and the signal input is ready."

"Connect!"

Following Duanmu Qian's order, the examinee's face appeared in everyone's sight again.

…

Wang Xianxian looked at the mountain peaks at his feet with a look of nostalgia.

Heavenly Sword Mountain, the place where the Sword Emperor understood Sword Dao.

It is a famous attraction in Tianjian City.

This mountain is more like a sword than a mountain!

A sword carved from the Sword Dao by the Sword Emperor.

Wang Xianxian was at the top of the mountain at this time.

The top of Heavenly Sword Mountain is unusually flat, and it is rumored that the Sword Emperor specially cut it flat.

Gently touching the flat cut marks on the top of the mountain with his hand, Wang Xianxian can feel the overwhelming Sword Intent from inside.

At this moment, a weak voice suddenly sounded in his mind.

"The blood fluctuations are so familiar..."

"Who!" Wang Xianxian stood up suddenly.

Looking around, Wang Xianxian didn't find anyone.

Yun Ying inside the body quickly reminded: "This is the sound coming from the Sword Intent."

Hearing this, Wang Xianxian began to focus on the Sword Intent on the mountain.

As his consciousness sank, Wang Xianxian's consciousness followed the Sword Intent and came to a broken space that was like purgatory.

The sky here is broken, and endless emptiness can be seen through the holes in the sky.

There are huge ravines and deep pits on the earth.

Sword Intent's monstrous but bloody figure was pierced by nine long spears and was nailed to the ground.

Dark chains were entangled on his extremely weak body.

Those chains engraved with mysterious runes suppressed his extremely sharp Sword Intent.

And his hands were bound by the same countless chains, pulled high up to the sky, and his head could only hang down feebly.

Heaven locks, earth binds.

The imprisoned man spoke weakly.

"Why does the Golden Crow bloodline...contain...my Wang family's bloodline..."

"No... you are not an Innate Eldar... you are an Acquired Eldar... that means..."

"You are... a member of the Wang clan..."

After hearing this, Wang Xianxian retorted softly.

"I am no longer a member of the Wang clan."

Upon hearing the answer, the mysterious voice suddenly fell silent.

After a long time, he spoke sadly.

"So this is ah……"

After speaking, both sides fell into silence.

In the end, Wang Xianxian was the first to break the silence.

"Who are you and why are you imprisoned here?"

The mysterious and somewhat weak voice suddenly gained some strength.

"My name is Wang Xuanjian."

Although Wang Xianxian had already made some bold guesses, when the name really rang in his ears...

But it penetrated his mind from head to toe like a ferocious Sword Intent.

This name is unknown to everyone.

Because he is the pinnacle Martial Artist who once saved the Human Race from dire straits.

He is the legendary Martial Artist who stands at the pinnacle of Sword Dao, the pioneer of martial arts...

Sword Emperor, Wang Xuan Sword.

"How can it be……"

Because of excessive shock, Wang Xianxian's brain seemed to have stopped thinking.

Hearing the boy's somewhat urgent voice, the Sword Emperor coughed lightly.

"You seem...unable to accept...such a picture..."

The atmosphere was somewhat depressing.

For Wang Xianxian, the Sword Emperor was his idol since childhood.

Before that, he could even be called a god in his heart.

But such a superior existence appeared in front of him in such a miserable posture.

Such impact was too strong for Wang Xianxian.

As the Sword Emperor said, it was difficult for him to accept such a scene.

Maybe it’s feeling the emotion contained in the Sword Intent, or maybe it’s the connection between the remaining bloodlines.

Wang Xianxian couldn't help but feel a little sadness and nameless anger.

Without the blessing of the bloodline in the ancestral hall, he probably would not have left the family alive.

He abandoned his identity as the Wang family in his heart. Although he hated the Wang family, it did not mean that he hated the Sword Emperor.

Regardless of his family status, the Sword Emperor is also the Great Emperor of China. He symbolizes the dignity of the Martial Artist of China.

This kind of imprisonment is not only a humiliation to the Sword Emperor, but also a contempt for all Martial Artists in China.

"Who...who did this..." Wang Xianxian's voice was a little low.

The Sword Emperor did not answer. He raised his head with difficulty, revealing a face full of dirt and a state of embarrassment.

He began to carefully examine the boy's Sword Intent projection.

After a long time, he looked at Wang Xianxian with guilt in his eyes.

"Child...I'm sorry..."

Wang Xianxian was silent. He knew why the other party wanted to say sorry.

They are connected through Sword Intent, and the Sword Intent he is most accustomed to using is the Sword Intent of Xianxianjian.

The other party obviously sensed his past through Sword Intent.

After a long time, Wang Xianxian spoke softly.

"I have already told you that I am no longer a member of the Wang clan."

"So, I don't need any apology."

Hearing this, the Sword Emperor looked at Wang Xianxian complicatedly.

He knew very well how much hatred the other party had in his heart.

He could not, and had no position, to let the still young child put down the hatred in his heart.

Some hatreds can only be quelled by blood.

"Under the way of heaven, everything is determined."

"I rose from the humble beginnings, and it took me more than a thousand years to achieve the imperial fruit."

"In the era when alien beasts first arrived, Human Race could only survive as a family by staying together for warmth."

"The cornerstone of a family has never been its strength, but the most precious bond between blood."

"When I was young, my family was attacked by a tide of beasts. There were nearly 20,000 people in the Wang family, totaling 3,565, and no one except me was spared."

"The reason why the family was destroyed was just to keep me alive."

"In order for me, the one with the most outstanding talent, to survive..."

"They entrusted their family's future and life to me."

"Fortunately, I lived up to their hopes. I practiced hard in the mountains and fields for more than nine hundred years and finally became the sword fruit."

"After reaching the peak of Martial Dao, I began to marry and have children to continue the Wang family's bloodline, hoping to comfort my ancestors."

"Unfortunately, I am obsessed with cultivation and am not a qualified parent."

"I don't know when my children and descendants started to become vain and arrogant..."

"I want to change my mind, but I can't change it..."

Speaking of this, the Sword Emperor looked at Wang Xianxian's face and spoke softly.

"My apology is not to plead for Mrs. Wang, nor to persuade you to let go of the hatred in your heart."

"I apologize to you because of my failure and because the family I created caused you to experience a miserable childhood."

"I would also like to apologize to your mother..."

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There may be something I didn't do well enough.

But I can assure you that so far, I have not subjectively perfunctory you.

I wrote the last chapter after thinking about it for a long time.

Those names everyone talks about are water.

Actually it took me a long time to come up with those names.

I don’t want to let down everyone’s love for books, so I will think about it for a long time when writing a book.

The story needs to be foreshadowed and unfolded, and emotions also need to be accumulated.

I will absorb everyone’s criticism

I hope everyone can thank you for your patience.

Thanks everyone for watching.