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Chapter 1579 Mu Ran looks back for a moment and lets the white snow dye her hair.

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    What fell from the sky was not a bright sun or a star, but a sword!

    There were all knife players present, but they were frightened by a knife at the same time. Before the tea party started, these knife players were given a big slap in the face.

    Swish swish swish!

    What¡¯s even more frightening is that the statue of the sage on the stone pillar was shattered by the falling sword, which shattered the swordsman¡¯s will.

    In just a moment, thousands of stone pillars became shiny, and the night sky turned upside down, and the wonderful scene of stars like lights disappeared at the same time.

    The sun is shining, the sun is shining brightly again.

    But the heart of the swordsman on the scene could not be warmed up. His heart was as cold as water and he was sweating profusely.  Some of the swordsmen on the outermost edge were even trembling, unable to believe that there were such powerful swords in the world.

    Inside the villa, in a quiet study, Wu Xiaotian's heart trembled violently.

    Putting down the ancient book in his hand, he raised his head and looked at the unknown starry sky. One thousand meters, ten thousand meters, one hundred thousand meters, one million meters Thousands of meters away, he finally saw it.

    In the bright starry sky, boundless, there is a black chariot, rushing towards it.

    In the dark night, in the starry sky, in this endless universe, it seems ordinary.  But in Wu Xiaotian's eyes, it was not a carriage or a person, but a knife that cut through the sky.

    Not flying to the Tiandao Inn, nor flying to the thousands of swordsmen in the central square, but flying to his sword king Wu Xiaotian!

    Click!

    Unable to suppress the surging emotions in his heart, the ancient book in his hand shattered and turned into crumbs, dancing wildly in the study room.

    There is sunlight shining in through the window, and the house is filled with confetti, like snow, falling.

    Wu Xiaotian¡¯s black hair turned snow-white at some point, and he looked hundreds of years older.

    He knew that from the moment he saw that person, he was no longer the Sword King.  Although the opponent's cultivation level is not as good as his, his achievements in the art of swordsmanship have completely surpassed his.

    Mu Ran looked back for a moment, letting the white snow dye her blue hair.  All the senses flow away from the flowing water, and all the fame floats with the clouds.

    Wu Xiaotian, the sword king of the generation, can take it up and put it down without any nostalgia or resentment.

    "We haven't seen each other for five years. Sure enough, we have found another way. It's not in vain that I risked my life." Wu Xiaotian smiled sadly, sat down again, and didn't say much.

    Even other supreme beings cannot see through Xiao Chen¡¯s true identity after disguise, but Wu Xiaotian, the sword king, will recognize him at first sight no matter how Xiao Chen tries to hide it.

    The King of Swordsmen recognizes people, not their faces, not their swords, but only their heart, the heart of a swordsman.

    ??Wu Xiaotian can be relaxed and open-minded, but the many new generation swordsmen on the stone pillars in the central square are all so arrogant, how can they be convinced.

    "Brother Wen, what's going on? Whose sword is it?"

    Looking at the shining blade, after calming down, many people asked Wen Ziran.

    Some swordsmen present were suspicious. A small number of those who had seen this sword recognized it, but they were not sure yet.

    Wen Ziran had seen this knife before, and he was deeply impressed. He recognized it at first sight.  First surprised, then surprised, the Shadowless Sword King finally did not break the appointment.

    But looking at the faces of the swordsmen present, he complained in his heart that this Shadowless Sword King was a bit too big.

    Facing the questioning of many swordsmen, he had to answer. After a long silence, Wen Ziran whispered: "It's the sword of the Shadowless Sword King!"

    "It's really him!"

    ¡°I guessed it, this is his arrogant blade, I¡¯ve seen it once before.¡±

    "It's such a grand style. If you come, you won't come. Now what does this mean? You don't take us seriously at all!"

    The swordsman on the stone pillar buzzed and immediately exploded his sword. The dissatisfaction in his words was very obvious.

    But this is normal. Anyone sitting on a stone pillar would feel uncomfortable.  The slap in the face was not like this. The will of the sages was shaken away, and the ancestor's face was also slapped.

    In fact, this was a huge misunderstanding. Xiao Chen just wanted to go to the appointment on time.

    It had been many years since he had focused all his sword intentions on one blade. This was the only way he could think of to make it to the appointment on time.

    A swordsman¡¯s knife can represent the swordsman himself. No matter from which aspect, it makes sense to go to a meeting with a knife.

    It was not his intention to break up the will of the sage swordsmen. He really did not concentrate all his sword intentions., the Blade of Pride simply cannot fall across such a long distance.

    The shocking change made the entire scene a hubbub. No one expected that such an incident would happen at the tea party.

    Wen Ziran was a little helpless. After waving his hand to stop the noise, he said in a deep voice: "Quiet, the Shadowless Knife King has personally handed over the invitation, and attending the meeting with a knife does not count as breaking the appointment. There is no need to argue about this matter. If anyone is not convinced, go ahead  Just chop off his sword on the Taoist platform."

    The black stone pillar is the discussion platform of this tea party. As long as you occupy it, you have to accept the challenge from others.

    No one has ever occupied this black stone pillar, that¡¯s why.

    "King of Shadowless Sword, do you have any objections?"

    Wen Ziran looked at the Pride Blade on the stone pillar and asked.

    "It's meaningless."

    Wow!

    On the stone pillar, the dust condensed and turned into the figure of an ordinary person. He reached out and pulled out the Blade of Arrogance and said calmly.

    Xiao Chen in the chariot, millions of miles away, burned most of his mana, and finally used the ability to use objects as weapons.

    Such a scene shocked the others, why suddenly there was a clone.

    "I encountered some trivial matters on the road. I was unable to attend the meeting on time, so I could only go to the meeting with a knife, use some side tricks, and condense half of the avatar to discuss the Tao. I apologize for the disrespect."

    The clone held the knife, cupped his hands and said to all directions.

    Some people scoffed, saying it was hypocritical, while others nodded secretly. This Shadowless Sword King is quite humble.

    "Are you really the Shadowless Sword King?"

    Among the thirty-six innermost stone pillars, a person stood up, with fighting intent burning in his eyes, and asked somewhat aggressively.

    "If it's fake, I can prove it with the knife in my hand."

    ¡°Okay, then I, Xu Zilan, will come to meet you today.

    After Xu Zilan finished speaking, without hesitation, he directly attacked Xiao Chen's clone that was condensed into weapons.

    Everyone immediately held their breath and concentrated, stopped talking, and started watching seriously.  Although Xu Zilan is not one of the top ten swordsmen of the new generation, he is still a very similar figure. Being able to occupy more of the thirty-six stone pillars in the innermost circle is remarkable in itself.

    The two figures quickly started fighting.

    The light and shadow flicker, and the shape changes. Xu Zilan is famous for his sharp knife. Xiao Chen observed its characteristics so that he can fight quickly.

    On the narrow stone pillar, the Fish-Dragon Technique leaped and moved, with thousands of opportunities changing. After ten moves.

    Two figures separated, Xu Zilan's face was pale, and an extra knife was held on his neck, preventing him from moving.

    "I lost."

    It was said that there were ten moves, but the two of them fought quickly, and the ten moves could only take one breath. Some swordsmen didn't even understand how Xu Zilan was defeated.

    Only the true masters could see it with emotion. Xu Zilan suffered an extremely miserable defeat. All ten moves were defeated. Every time a sword was struck, there was an extra wound on his body. After ten moves, he could not even defend his vitals.

    From now on, I'm afraid Xu Zilan will never dare to call himself a sharp knife again.

    "I admit, you are already fast enough, but you still lack a body skill. The body skill does not have to be top-notch, but it must be suitable for you, because everyone's body is different, so don't mind when the realm is low. But the realm  When you get high, you have to find a body method that suits your body, if you really can¡¯t find one that you can adapt or create your own.¡±

    Xiao Chen cupped his hands and said.

    Xu Zilan was thoughtful, and some questions seemed to suddenly come to his mind. After a moment, he cupped his hands and said, "Thank you very much."

    Suddenly, the scene became quieter, and everyone felt a little less like people on the same level as the Shadowless Sword King.

    Although the aura of this man is obviously not as good as that of the Great King, and in his imperial power, he does not have the unique imperial aura of the Great King.

    But I just have this feeling that in the way of swordsmanship, I am not at the same level as him.

    "I come!"

    After a while of silence, Ghost Sword Zhao Feng stood up and made this difficult decision.

    ¡°Count me in as Xing Feng!¡±

    Xingfeng, who was the first to criticize Wen Ziran with the topic of Shadowless Sword King, also stood up at this time.  But the arrogance in his eyes has long since subsided and become solemn.

    It seems a little out of order for the two new generation sword kings to attack at the same time.

    But no one seems to think there is anything wrong, because the person who wants to fight is the Shadowless Sword King!  (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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