Chapter 322

Outside the Kunlun ruins, thousands of miles were empty and suddenly silent.

All parties in the field were orthodox, and all the strong ones lost their voice at this moment, staring at the figure with astonishment.

The young man is white and spotless. He is holding a long sword made of iron, which is not even a low-grade spirit soldier. His breath is calm and introverted. Although he has not yet stepped into the sky, everyone present, including the strong at the peak of leisure, dare not underestimate it.

Because he comes from the true immortal orthodoxy, Jianzong!

It can be said that the fierce name of the sword sect has been handed down since ancient times. Let alone the East wasteland, no one dares to underestimate it in the whole world.

In particular, the invincible ancestor of the sword sect fought hundreds of millions of miles. A sword was once repaired by millions. No one in the world dares to be respected by killing one person and one sword

The rise of the first ancestor of Jianzong was earlier than that of the queen mother of Xi. Although they were also the strongest to suppress an era, their fame was a third stronger than that of the queen mother of Xi.

"Sword... Sword sect was born?"

The faces of all the strong people present are somewhat unnatural. The sword sect has been handed down from ancient times to now. It is one of the top existence in the world and a real immortal tradition.

However, Jianzong is aloof and detached from the world, and there are few disciples. They thought it was top secret to come to Kunlun, but they didn't want to get the news.

"No. why did the sword sect send only one Lingyan territory to the Kunlun restricted area?"

"Is it... He is a sword sect and holds a sword in modern times?"

A strong man in the free and unfettered place uttered a voice in horror, which made everyone present, including the strong man in the holy land of yaochi, suddenly tighten their eyes and stare at the spotless young man in white clothes.

The sword sect is aloof and aloof. If it were not for the unparalleled genius, it would not be qualified to worship it.

It is even said that every once in a while, the sword sect will select tens of thousands of unparalleled Tianjiao in the world to be included in the sect, so that they can fight each other and sharpen their swordsmanship, just like raising poisonous insects. Finally, only one person can live.

And the strongest one is the sword sect, the contemporary sword!

Therefore, even if there are few disciples of the sword sect, as long as the sword sect is born with a sword, it can definitely crush the same generation with the posture of rolling.

Because Jianzong is invincible.

"Unexpectedly... Even the sword sect was born!"

At the moment, even the mysterious man who was hiding in the nothingness in the distance, his face was a little dignified, and the young people behind him looked full of fear.

"Zhang kuaixue... Are you the sword bearer of the generation of Jianzong?"

The strong man of xuanbing Valley, who was the first to scold, spoke again with a deep voice after his face changed for a while.

With the transcendent strength of his free and unfettered realm, it is reasonable not to say that it is an ordinary spiritual realm. Even the celestial realm and even the nirvana realm practitioners do not need to be so solemn.

It's really that the young man in white is too scary. Even if he comes from the supreme orthodoxy, he must be treated seriously.

"Sort of."

Zhang kuaixue's handsome face was calm. He looked at the Kunlun restricted area and said calmly, "I heard that ghosts and immortals appeared in Kunlun ruins when I first entered the world. I hereby come to confirm kendo."

It was affirmed that the faces of all the people in the field were twitching slightly, and even the powerful of several supreme orthodoxy could not help narrowing their eyes.

Every once in a while, the sword sect will select tens of thousands of unparalleled Tianjiao, cultivate them with excellent resources, and then fight each other like raising poisonous insects. Only the one who survives in the end is qualified to become the contemporary sword bearer of the sword sect!

It can be said that the birth of the sword clan was accompanied by bloody and cruel killing.

However, it is precisely because of this that each generation of sword sect can push the same generation horizontally with the momentum of rolling, and even crush the supreme blood, which is so powerful that it is beyond the limit.

At the thought of this, the faces of the orthodox and strong in all parties are a little ugly. If the sword sect is allowed to enter the Kunlun ruins with a sword, the strong in their sect, even the emperor and son level Tianjiao, may face the greatest crisis.

Because everyone knows that every generation of Jianzong enters the world with a sword in order to challenge his peers in the world and sharpen his sword skills in continuous fighting and bloody battles. Whether the son of God or the emperor, he may become his sharpening stone until he reaches the peak and is invincible in the world.

"Little friend, the Kunlun restricted area is dangerous and unpredictable. You'd better not go in."

A strong man in the free and unfettered realm spoke in a deep voice.

"Yes, go back and ask your elder Jianzong to make a decision."

The name of xiaoyaojing in xuanbing valley also sneered. They both exuded authority and shrouded in shackles to Zhang kuaixue at the same time.

After all, no matter how evil the sword clan is, it hasn't grown up after all. It's just in the spiritual realm. Although they don't dare to kill it in full view of the public, it's enough as long as they use this as an excuse to leave it outside the Kunlun ruins.

However, in the face of the oppression of the two strong players in the free range, Zhang kuaixue's look did not change at all, and even a trace of emotional ups and downs did not appear in his eyes. He still quietly watched the Kunlun restricted area.

"Clever! As long as you don't hurt him, even if the sword sect knows later, it's hard to say anything."

The orthodox and powerful of all parties nodded secretly and smiled on their faces.

Shua!

At this time, a bright sword suddenly cut through the sky, like a moon coming to the world, and like lightning in the sky, bright and fast. It directly cut off the two strong carefree people in Tianshi Dao and xuanbing Valley, and shed glittering red blood.

"Who?!"

The two supreme Taoists erupted in rage one after another. The two leading xiaoyaojing peak, whose internal strength was more like an ocean tumbling and exploding, and the whole sky seemed to vibrate violently.

"Hiss, it's true that there is no one in my sword clan to fight against the sword holders of my clan with the cultivation of Xiaoyao territory?"

On a mountain in the distance, a sloppy old man didn't know when to appear there. He carried a yellow wine pot in his left hand and a broken sword in his right hand.

"Is that... The remnant sword master of the sword clan?!"

"Is he still alive?"

"How could he be here? Did he... Become the protector of the sword sect?"

When the words spread, the powerful and orthodox people in all parties were relieved. At the same time, a strong shock also appeared on their faces.

The remnant sword master became famous and rose thousands of years ago. He is only one step away from the supreme state. Such a strong man has become the protector of the contemporary sword holders of the sword sect?

Everyone was a little flustered. How much attention did the young man named Zhang kuaixue receive from the sword sect?

"Hey, hey, if you are a fellow generation, you can challenge the sword bearer of our sect, but if you are not ashamed to bully the small with the big, don't blame the old man for my ruthlessness."

The slovenly old man took a sip of wine, and then he swept xuanbing Valley and Tianshi road people drunk. He raised his eyebrows and said, "why, don't you agree?"

"Master Canjian, I'm thinking about the safety of Zhang Xiaoyou. Did you go too far to kill him?"

The Xiaoyao peak headed by xuanbing Valley and Tianshi Dao clenched their teeth and looked very ugly. Even if the strong in Xiaoyao are in the supreme Taoism, they are also the top combat power. Falling any one is a great loss.

If they were not afraid of the fierce reputation of the sword sect and the old man's terrorist strength, they would have been unable to help breaking out at the moment.

"Hiss, you're so careful. I'm afraid three-year-old children can't hide it. Do you think my sword clan can be deceived if it hasn't been born for a long time?" the sloppy old man sneered and said lazily, "if you don't agree, just take it. I'll take it all alone, old man."

The strong men of xuanbing Valley and Tianshi Dao changed their faces for a while. At last, they could only give up with an angry hum. The fierce reputation of the sword sect is too great. Even if they are both supreme Taoists, they don't want to offend easily.

"Master Canjian, even if no one stops you, you can't enter the Kunlun ruins."

The strong men in xuanbing Valley sneered. The orthodoxy of all parties in the field urged the protection of flying spirit soldiers. They all had a very tacit understanding and did not mention the receiving and guiding array.

After all, the sword clan has a strong reputation, especially the sword holders of each generation of the sword clan can push the same generation, and their combat power is unparalleled. No party is willing to let them enter the Kunlun ruins.

"Is the restricted area protected? Let him solve it by himself."

However, to everyone's surprise, the remnant sword master frowned and looked at the Kunlun ruins, but he didn't mean to help.

The people were stunned. Although the sword sect held the sword as a demon, it was only Lingyan territory after all. However, with the terrible protection of the Kunlun restricted area, they urged the six pole emperor soldiers and reluctantly broke the supreme law of a silk. Its strength is self-evident.

When they think about it, even if the crippled sword venerable tries his best, he may not be able to shake the protection of the restricted area. Even if a spirit Yanjing cultivator is a demon, he is trying to shake the tree, and there is no hope at all.

"Hehe, we'll wait and see."

After being stunned, the strong men in the field had a funny smile on their faces, waiting to see how the people of the sword sect made a fool of themselves.

In this regard, the remnant sword venerable just drank himself, and Zhang kuaixue was unheard of and slowly walked towards the Kunlun ruins.

Ninety feet

Sixty feet

Thirty feet

Zhang kuaixue's pace was not fast, but he had a mysterious rhyme. A few steps later, he appeared 30 feet away from Kunlun ruins.

"Sword!"

Zhang kuaixue lost her long sword behind her, immediately stretched out her left arm and drank heavily.

Boom!

The nothingness on the sky suddenly cracked, and a dark and simple long sword suddenly fell into Zhang kuaixue's left palm with earth shaking terror.

The sky is full of sword Qi!

"That sword?! isn't it..."

"It's the sword of the ancestor of the sword clan!!"

The strong and orthodox people on all sides turned crazy and were terrified.

The black scabbard ancient sword in Zhang kuaixue's hand is the object of the bottom of Jianzong town. It is the treasure of the same level as the lost fortune fairy tripod of the West Queen's mother. It's even more terrible than killing!

"The sword clan holds the sword... This is the real sword clan holding the sword!"

"Even if he controls this sword, he can't break the restricted area protection with his spiritual cultivation!"

"Does it mean that... He has become the supreme and unique skill of the sword sect?"

For a moment, the world seemed silent, everyone was stunned, and an incredible guess arose spontaneously in the bottom of everyone's heart.

Cut the immortal and pull the sword!

The crowd was stunned and shocked. Zhang kuaixue got up with a slight bow. He held the sword in his left hand and seemed to have some mysterious rhyme in his right hand. He suddenly held the handle of the sword. His original restrained and peaceful body seemed to turn into a Heavenly Sword at this moment.

Qiang!

The black long sword pulled out an inch and startled the sky. The sword rushed up into the sky, and the wind and clouds surged between heaven and earth.

The sword Qi stretches thirty thousand miles, and one sword chills nineteen states.

Zhang kuaixue a sword.

Direct pressure Kunlun!