I Have Countless Legendary Swords! Chapter 83: Emperor of the Great Zhou Dynasty

　　 Zhou Xuanji took out the Yushui Sword. The sword was silvery white with a wave pattern on the blade. It was very handsome and it was four feet long. It felt very light to hold.

　　 is not bad!

　　 three lines of small characters appeared before his eyes:

　　Sword name: Yushuijian

　　 Grade: Gold

　　 Description: Holding this magic sword in hand, you can control the world's waters, and the control range is proportional to the strength of the sword master.

　　……

　　 controllable world water?

　　 It’s incredible. The Yushui Sword can not only be used for combat, but it may also have other magical uses in the future.

　　 Zhou Xuanji held the Yushui sword, practiced a set of white crane swordsmanship, and then closed the sword after getting familiar with it.

　　 Everyone else is practising separately, without noticing that he has an extra divine sword.

　　 His hands spread out, and the white dragon royal golden clothes appeared in his hands.

　　 is the same as the Qingju Zongyun boots. Once the master is recognized successfully, the clothes will change according to Zhou Xuanji's body size, and it will be close to the body and comfortable.

After 　　 changed into the white dragon royal suit, his whole temperament suddenly changed.

　　There are golden dragons drawn with gold patterns on the clean white clothes, which are lifelike and vivid.

　　 As the saying goes, people rely on clothes, horses and saddles.

　　 After putting on the white dragon imperial gold garment, Zhou Xuanji's royal temperament was revealed.

　　His face is like a jade crown, sword eyebrows and star eyes, black hair tied behind his head, he looks lively and handsome, not inferior to those Da Zhou princes.

　　 Xiao Jiang Xue who was practising Qi in front of Xiao Er's eyes lit up and immediately got up and ran over.

　　 Others also noticed that Zhou Xuanji changed his clothes.

　　 After they saw it, they all praised in their hearts, what a young boy!

　　 Xiao Jinghong frowned suddenly.

　　For some reason, he always felt that Zhou Xuanji looked like another person.

　　"Week...13 years old...could it be..."

　　 Xiao Jinghong suddenly thought of something, and couldn't help but move.

　　Fang Junsheng, who was cutting firewood, exclaimed: "The master is really a wise man!"

　　 Beixiao Wangjian rolls his eyes, can this kid **** up the flattery more seriously?

　　Fang Junsheng is also in the top 30 of the Great Zhou Xiongying list anyway. The cultivation base is in the inner pill realm, which is stronger than the Northern Xiaowangjian, but in the face of the Northern Xiaowangjian, he has always nodded and bowed.

　　 If there were no accidents, Fang Junsheng would sooner or later become another sword slave of Zhou Xuanji, so Bei Xiao Wangjian's attitude towards him is getting better and better, and now he doesn't even bother to scold him.

　　 Xiao Jiang Xue approached Zhou Xuanji, looked around him, and kept nodding.

　　 "It's getting more and more handsome, God bless you, you won't be disabled."

　　 Xiao Jiang Xue pinched Zhou Xuanji's small face, and smiled happily.

　　 Zhou Xuanji glared at her, and said in a bad mood: "That is, in the future, I will not only be the world's number one sword, but also the world's number one handsome."

　　 Xiao Jiang Xue covered her mouth and chuckled: "Yes, yes, you are the most handsome."

　　 She suddenly thought of something, and then she was discouraged, and said with a bitter face: "Your clothes are so beautiful, I'm afraid the clothes I knit for you can't compare."

　　 Zhou Xuanji said with relief: "It's okay, I understand your intentions, so don't knit in the future, lest you get your hands tied."

　　 After twelve years old, his height began to increase by leaps and bounds, and now he has reached Xiao Jiang Xue's eyebrows.

　　 Looking at Xiao Jiang Xue, who is seventeen years old, no, Jiang Xue.

　　 Zhou Xuanji was deeply moved.

　　 The flower finally bloomed.

　　 Jiang Xue felt regret and loss, but she raised her eyes and collided with Zhou Xuanji's eyes. The gentleness in his eyes made her loss disappear instantly.

　　 She smiled sweetly and said: "I listen to you."

　　 The two stood on the edge of the cliff and started chatting, talking about jokes about the past, and talking about hope for the future.

　　 chatting, the two sat on the edge of the cliff.

　　 Jiang Xue couldn't fix the stinking problem. As soon as he approached Zhou Xuanji, he couldn't help but move his feet.

　　 No, she stretched out her arms to put her arms around Zhou Xuanji's neck.

　　 Zhou Xuanji said helplessly: "In another year, if you hold me like this, you will feel sore."

　　 Jiang Xue smiled nonchalantly: "It's okay, then you will come and hold me."

　　 "Hey hey hey, don't you understand? Men and women give or receive a kiss, we are all grown up."

　　 "Hey, are you still telling me about this? Don't we always sleep in the same room?"

　　 "Okay, let's sleep in separate rooms from today."

　　 "Dare you!"

　　 The two began to fight, and they were envious of the others.

　　 Bei Xiao Wangjian sighed: "I think back then, I also had such a childhood sweetheart."

　　 Junsheng Fang asked curiously: "What about now?"

　　 "It's gone."

　　 Bei Xiao Wang Jian replied calmly, turning around and leaving, leaving Fang Junsheng with a lonely and lonely back.

　　 This is a man with a story.

　　 Fang Junsheng touched his chin, thinking so.

　　As time goes by, another five months have passed.

　　 Zhou Xuanji broke through to the ninth level of the Enlightenment Realm, and the first stage of the Great Zhou Tianxuan martial arts exercise also ushered in the end.

　　 With the news that Zhou Jianshen defeated Meng Tianlang, the monks who passed by the cliff did not dare to cause trouble, and even the demon kings did not dare to approach.

　　 However, the calm was broken.

　　 On this day, a group of soldiers came by the clouds. There was a carriage on it. The carriage was noble and magnificent. It was more than three times larger than an ordinary carriage, like a small building.

　　 Zhao Congjian, Xiao Jinghong, Beixiao Wangjian and others gathered next to Zhou Xuan's body.

　　"The banner of the Meng family in the Great Zhou Dynasty is probably the elder of Meng Tianlang's family."

　　 Xiao Jinghong whispered, and the leading soldiers held the flag with the word Meng engraved on it.

　　 Zhou Xuanji squinted and said nothing.

　　 Soon, the soldiers of the Meng family stopped in front of the cliff, the curtain of the carriage was lifted, and a middle-aged man in a black robe with a python pattern walked out slowly.

　　His temples are like fire, his body is strong, and his back is sturdy. Just standing there gives people a strong sense of oppression.

　　He stared at Zhou Xuanji and said, "Are you Zhou Jianshen?"

　　 Zhou Xuanji asked: "Who are you again?"

　　"Meng's family, Meng Changhu~IndoMTL.com~The gambling agreement between my nephew Tian Lang and you on Tuesday. I think I have to discuss it on a long-term basis and come here specially."

　　The middle-aged man in black robes jumped up and fell in front of Zhou Xuanji and others.

　　His spirit is stronger than Meng Tianlang.

　　 Xiao Jinghong, Zhao Congjian, and Beixiao Wangjian are all preparing for battle.

　　 Fang Junsheng lowered his head, hiding behind Huanglian's heart, not daring to look directly at Meng Changhu.

　　"I didn't force him to make this bet."

　　 Zhou Xuanjiyun said lightly, and Meng Changhu couldn't help frowning.

　　 He frowned, and the pressure became stronger.

　　 He carefully looked at Zhou Xuanji's face, and suddenly moved slightly, and a different color flashed in his eyes.

　　 "If you have any request, please mention it."

　　 Meng Changhu said calmly, but the different colors in his eyes kept flickering.

　　 "No discussion about this matter."

　　 Zhou Xuanji replied, if this matter is let go, there will be no face!

　　 "Good!"

　　 Meng Changhu turned around, raised his hand to Fang Junsheng, and said: "You, come here, come home with me, if your father knows you are so useless, your wives and concubines don't want to live!"

　　 Fang Junsheng's face changed drastically when he heard it, and he could only grit his teeth and walk in front of him.

　　Meng Changhu grabbed his shoulder and flew to the clouds.

　　 Zhou Xuanji didn't stop it. After all, Fang Junsheng was not yet his real sword slave, and the opponent and Fang Junsheng were not enemies, so he naturally had no reason to stop it.

　　Meng Changhu walked into the carriage, and the soldiers left by the clouds.

　　 "Prince Xuanji, your Majesty said that you were right that you will be the first genius of the Great Zhou Dynasty, and you will perfectly inherit the Emperor's line of the Great Zhou Dynasty. However, I have to advise you that the wood show and the forest wind will destroy it! "

　　Meng Changhu's voice suddenly came, causing Zhou Xuanji's expression to change.

　　 Everyone else is like that, they all look at Zhou Xuanji.