Legend of the Swordking Chapter 1128: Let go and fight

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Late night, the cousin and Fan Qingyan arrived at Tianzhou Imperial City together.

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The next day, the bells and drums sounded, and the sound of salutes echoed over the entire imperial city. From time to time, there were luxurious chariots walking in the sky. Dignified officials and dignitaries from all over the world gathered in the backyard of the imperial palace. Under the leadership of Master, I walked to the grand ceremony with my senior sister, Su Yan, and cousin.

There was a constant flow of traffic and people. The ceremony was chosen for the royal family’s sacrifice to the Temple of Heaven. The circular venue was almost overcrowded. At first glance, there were no more than 100,000 but at least 50,000 spectators. The center was It is a majestic battlefield on one side. The selection method of the Upper Realm Ceremony is crude and simple. It is carried out in a single-handed and eliminated manner. The eight winners in the end are eligible to enter the World Ceremony.

In the sky, there are three flying palaces. One of them belongs to the Empress Tianxin. There is a deep and strong holy Dao spirit from within, which is surging and intimidating.

The other two flying halls stand with the imperial flags of Linyuan Empire and Fire Feather Empire. Don’t think about it, Emperor Linyuan and Fire Feather have already visited. It’s no wonder that the imperial city is so heavily guarded that there are not only Tianxin Empire’s. The army, and the army of the other two empires patrolled.

Sit down one by one, Shang Zhuyue arranged a position very high for us, very honorable.

In the distance, with a long chant, I saw a group of people flying into the arena at an astonishing speed, all dressed in Confucian costumes, very familiar, with dozens of people in total.

"Who in this group are so arrogant?" the cousin asked with a smile.

"The people from the Linyuan Empire State Scholar's Mansion almost fought with us yesterday." I said.

"Huh, so arrogant...When you meet them on the battlefield, you will never show mercy." The cousin pursed her red lips, with an indescribable beauty.

It didn’t take long for a group of strong men in dark red robes to enter the venue. The head of the person’s eyes were thin and sharp. The breath of the whole person was like a sharp sword, fierce, and the group around him The people are not weak, there are a few young saints, a group of extraordinary popularity, plunged into the spectator stand, folded arms in his arms, and looked like a master.

I frowned: "Who are these people?"

This time it was my cousin’s turn to find out, and she whispered: "The people in Huoze Palace are said to be the arrogant talents who have been carefully cultivated by Emperor Huoyu for many years. Over the past few hundred years, the strength of the Tianxin Empire has had the upper hand. Together, the two empires of Linyuan and Huoyu are not rivals. Today, the people of Huoze Palace are here. Presumably, the Great Emperor Huoyu feels that the time is ripe and wants to win back a city in the grand ceremony."

Lin Muzhao squinted his beautiful eyes: "The person headed should be the legendary chief master of Huoze Palace, Tan Rang. At a young age, he already had the cultivation base of the middle Sword Sage in the late stage. It is said that in Huoze Palace, Almost no one can catch the ten swords of Tan Rang. This man's kendo is very exaggerated. If we encounter it, we must be cautious."

"Well, I got it." I nodded.

On the side, Master Shangguan Zi Yi looked at the misty clouds in the distance with deep eyes, and smiled: "Xiao Xuan does not have to be cautious. Among the young generation at this festival, no one is your opponent. You have passed After the stage of hiding strength and protecting oneself, I only need to let go and fight to make my college famous."

Shangguan Nanfeng also nodded and smiled: "Yes..."

I am a little excited.

Although the master said that, I am not absolutely sure that my cousin and Su Yan can beat them, but I may not be able to meet them when I select eight people at the ceremony.

"Sword Saint of Heavenly Wind and Sword Saint of White Deer, it has been a long time!"

In the sky, a cloud-shrouded figure shone with brilliance, and out of thin air, the person exuded the energy of a forbidden powerhouse, and seemed to be someone from a foreign land.

"Not a master either."

Master and Master Qi Qiqi together returned the gift.

The figure of the man disappeared in a flash, and his figure was barely captured under the eyes of my swordsman, turning into an inconspicuous old monk sitting on a spectator stand far away, nothing The sage’s shelf, and then, there are many unfathomable powerhouses who greet the two great sword sages, very polite, this grand ceremony is really a hidden dragon and a tiger!

At the same time, it also reflects the improvement of the status of Master and Uncle after breaking through the titled Sword Saint. If they were only titled Sword Saints, I am afraid that the powerful sage level would not be so polite to them. After all, two The taboo-level sword saint is already considered the top powerhouse in the upper realm. Except for the powerhouses of the **** vine tree and the Confucian Venerable, he has no fear of anyone.

At this moment, Li Qingyin looked at me with a pair of beautiful eyes and said: "Eating food, you will start to fight with animals in a while, are you ready?"

"Stopped fighting?" I was surprised.

"Yeah..." She opened her mouth slightly and was also very surprised: "You guy... won't you ignore the grand ceremony roster and rules in the room?"

"I didn't pay attention..."

Suddenly, Li Qingyin's beautiful fairy face was full of helplessness, and said: "That's it, the upper world ceremony is actually only one day. In order to save time, the first one is the trapped beast fight. All the candidates are divided into Thirty-two groups, enter thirty-two battle platforms, each group only one person can win, directly decide the top thirty-two, so it becomes simple, just decide the strongest from the thirty-two players Eight people will do."

"So that's it, no problem, little meaning..."

Lin Muzhao chuckled slightly: "Junior brother, don't underestimate the enemy, even if it is a trapped animal fight, you can also group you with a strong person."

"Got it."

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At this moment, a group of kendo holy light bloomed in the air, and the figure of Shang Zhuyue stood in the holy light, holding the imperial edict, and began to announce the will of the Emperor Tianxin, just welcoming all the guests and forging the upper world Clouds and clouds like immortal glory, when Shang Zhuyue finished reading, a mighty warlord stepped into the air. It was Gu Peng, the head of the ten commanders. He held a badge in his hand and said solemnly: "Now, Start grouping!"

Speaking, Gu Peng suddenly smashed the badge in his hand, and suddenly the badge was turned into countless fragments and flew around the venue spiritually. Several of them also flew towards me and my cousin, Li Qingyin, Lin Muzhao's direction fell in front of us one by one, resonating faintly with the mark of life, and the fragments of the military medal in front of me bloomed with the words "Eleven".

The eleventh group, that's right.

Grabbing the badge, but looking up, he caught Gu Peng’s gaze. He knew me. We were born to death in the exile, and we had a certain cause and effect. His eyes were also more friendly, and he seemed to have regarded me as the Ministry of War. He is a member of his faction, and in fact it is the same. The cousin is also a member of the Ministry of War and is not a member of the old school.

"All contestants, please enter the corresponding battle platform of their respective groups and prepare for the trapped beast fight! Please remember, only when you click, but if there are intentional murderers, they will be executed soon!"

Gu Peng's voice contains Sheng Wei, echoing above the venue, constantly stirring.

"Go ahead."

Master and Uncle said calmly.

We nodded one after another, and the four turned into four rays of light and flew out. I went straight to the meeting place on the 11th, and my cousin rushed to the fourth battle platform. Li Qingyin was the 13th and Lin Muzhao was the 31st. According to this grouping, we are destined not to meet in the duel.

"Whh--"

The moment my body fell into the battle platform, I suddenly felt that the whole person was rapidly getting smaller. The battle platform that originally seemed to be only ten feet square became extremely large. It turned out to be a refined magic weapon. When I really fell into When it was on the battle platform, the battle platform was already as big as a valley, and even covered with ancient trees and rugged mountains.

There are people who are constantly falling around the body, falling into the battle platform one after another. There are saints and half saints.

This time the Upper Realm Ceremony is different from the previous one. The monks who were within a hundred years were chosen, while the last time it was a monk within 50 years. So that Li Qingyin could become the first person in the semi-sacred realm. It is completely different. There are many saints over fifty years old, and it is even more difficult to stand out.

Hundreds of people entered the battlefield in an instant, and the number of candidates was quite large. According to this grouping, the total number should be more than 3,000 people, and there are many outstanding people from various clans.

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Most of the people don’t know each other, but there are three people from the Linyuan Empire’s National Scholar’s ​​Mansion. They look at me fiercely. The strongest one is the next Sword Master, about fifty. I am old, looking like a middle-aged person, glancing in my direction with a gloomy look, and then solemnly said: "Everyone, even if you enter the top thirty-two, it is enough to shine in the lintel, but this group has a real strong. , The master of the holy list, Bu Yixuan...Why don’t we join forces to force Bu Yixuan out first, how?"

The other two members of the National Scholars' Mansion said together: "Agree!"

Most of the others chose to be silent. Only a few people showed a look of eagerness to try. Seeing this, the lower sword master of the Imperial Mansion continued, "This is a strategy, not out of private anger. I want to The upper realm has made a contribution, righteousness is in front, when everyone is courageous, and opportunity is in the top, is there any reason to let others be virtuous?"

This remark fascinated many people again, and finally dozens of strong people responded, saying: "Yes, although Bu Yixuan is strong, it may not be the most suitable person to go to the world festival. I am waiting for the opportunity. Why not fight? First push Yixuan, and then decide the outcome!"

Everyone is going to cling together.

I couldn't help laughing, and suddenly I burst out of sword intent, and shot directly, the fire of the world lingered around my body, raising my hand was a finger, and burst out a wisp of White Deer Sword Art went straight to the lower sword sage of the Guo Shifu, saying: "You can receive If you live in my three swords, I can make you into the top 32, how about?!"

"So daring!"

The lower sword sage yelled and stood up, his long sword swung into the air, colliding with my sword art.

"Peng~~~"

He does have some abilities. The first sword shaken together did not completely fall into the wind. He suddenly became guilty and raised his Qi by a large amount. He shouted, "You, but so!"

I smiled secretly, the first sword only made a good effort, it was just a test, he actually took it seriously.

The second sword, a sword to forget the dust!

Five percent strength was used this time.

"Peng!"

With a loud noise, the lower sword master volleyed out, vomiting blood. If I had not recovered most of the sword intent, this sword would be enough to smash it.

A dignified lower-ranking swordsman lost in just two moves, and immediately shocked the remaining two people in the mansion.

And I stepped onto the battlefield in the chaotic world, with a wave of the fairy bone sword, the shadow of the four-epee sword soul erupted, and the fire of the world swelled out a heavy field of pressure, and said solemnly: "You It’s not my opponent, retreat! Who dares to act rashly, don’t blame me for being impolite!"

"Boom——"

A wisp of the world’s cremation turned into a breeze that swept across the battle platform, and everyone backed away, all of them pale, let alone challenge. At this time, no one could have the slightest intent to fight, the power of the first-grade holy ruin fire Pressure, this is not a joke, for a while everyone shook their heads, flew up and chose to give up.