Legend of Swordsman - #4892 - Chapter 4892
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So Jian Wushuang’s question is a question of nothing. Even the three sword cultivators bowed their heads in embarrassment.
And this result is roughly the same as he guessed. It would be really amazing if a sword cultivator realized his own Sword Dao.
“Since there are none, it means that there is still a strong plasticity, which is not a bad thing.” Jian Wushuang said afterwards, “Among you, how many of you specialize in swords?”
All sword cultivators looked at each other in blank dismay, and like the previous few times, no one stood up.
There are nearly three thousand sword cultivators. In the final analysis, they still focus on cultivating power. Their ultimate goal is to give birth to a source of immortality and become a cultivator.
Compared with Sword Immortal of illusory, becoming a fairy is much more reliable.
As Jian Wushuang said earlier, taking the sword as the way is too illusory. Even if there are top repairs, they will inevitably give up due to various results.
The repair of Sword Dao is not done overnight. It is not an overly clear goal. It can only be clear on the way forward.
Even though there are thousands of Supreme Treasure true swords in this universe, they are nothing but a medium, a medium for Yanxian to increase the damage of his moves to the highest level.
These sword cultivators also become sword cultivators for this reason.
In simple terms, they repair swords, in fact, they serve Yanli Great Dao.
At this moment, among the three sword cultivator cultivators, one facing the old man, said, “Sword cultivator, if you look at it by your standards, I’m afraid I’m just a stubborn guy. The real Sword Dao, I am afraid that I will not be able to comprehend the Tao after waiting my life.”
“But now that the sword heaven official appeared, I waited to see the real Sword Dao, and I was very impressed. I only hope that the sword heaven official can give some insights and let us find the right way.”
After he finished speaking, facing Jian Wushuang, he solemnly gave a salute, and more than three thousand sword cultivators also gave salute at the same time.
It is too illusory to repair Jian Yi. They have been able to stick to it so far. This is a pretty remarkable thing.
After listening to these words, Jian Wushuang didn’t say much, and his hands released his strength and turned into a breeze to hold them up.
“I should accept everything you said.”
All the sword cultivator in this brief moment were extremely excited, “Thank you Jian Tianguan!”
The ability to slay one Three Revolutions Dayan Immortal with a pure sword without a trace of power has been deeply imprinted in their minds.
It turns out that the real Sword Dao is such a power.
In fact, since standing on the Sword Dao field in this aspect, Jian Wushuang has already planned to create a Sword Dao that they can control for these top cultivators who insist on the path of sword cultivator.
After holding up all the sword cultivators in Dao Field, he stood quietly in the center of Dao Field, as if waiting for something.
Dao Field was extremely silent, no one spoke up, all looking forward to Jian Wushuang.
Time is passing by, and Jian Wushuang is also a little puzzled at this moment. Xu Jin, who was invited to pick a weed by him, should have come back long ago. She hasn’t come back yet, could it be What happened?
Just as he was wondering, an extremely strong and thick streamer rushed from the sky, full of majestic momentum.
Seeing this scene, Jian Wushuang narrowed his eyes, and he noticed some unkindness from the visitors.
next moment, that strong and thick streamer is coming!
“hong long!”
The entire Dao Field was shaken.
The visitor was a sturdy bald man with a fierce face. He had a naked chest and only a wide animal skin tied around his waist. His whole figure looked wild and full of oppression.
In his left hand, Xu Jin with bloody nose and swollen face almost passed out.
Seeing this scene, Chen Qing outside Dao Field scolded secretly and wanted to go up and knock the troublemaker to the ground.
But Diqing then pulled him back, “Don’t go now, Wushuang can solve it.”
Chen Qing was hearing this, no longer reluctantly, just staring at the bald man with bull eyes, ready to fight at any time.
Without waiting for Jian Wushuang to speak, the bald man carrying Xu Jin loudly said, “Who is the guy who killed Chang Duoling? Who is the guy who killed Chang Duoling…”
Fried and drank several times, making Jian Wushuang’s eardrums hum.
His complexion gradually became bad, “It’s me.”
The bald man startedled, and then looked up and down Jian Wushuang, as if he didn’t believe him at all, “Just you? A trifling Yanxian peak can kill Chang Duoling?”
“Why, do you want to try?” Jian Wushuang’s voice gradually became cold.
The bald man hearing this, grinning, “Of course, this Eminence is coming today, just to try your depth!”
Looking at the exposing man in front of him, Jian Wushuang is obviously lacking in interest. “There is no time now. You stand aside first. Maybe after I finish teaching, I might have a few tricks with you.”
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“This Eminence doesn’t follow, now I have to compete with you!” he said impatiently.
Jian Wushuang’s complexion suddenly stepped out of the First Step, and a million ray of streamer sword intent rushed straight into the sky, causing great changes in Heaven and Earth!
“I’ll say it again, if you dare to mess around, don’t blame me for throwing you out!”
Looking at the majestic sword intent, the bald man swallowed subconsciously, “Okay, wait for you…”
Converging the sword intent, Jian Wushuang said angrily, “Also, let him go, now he is my discipline.”
The bald man then threw Xu Jin aside.
Wipe off the divine blood falling from the corner of her mouth, Xu Jin struggled to get up, and then came to Jian Wushuang with vain steps.
Then, trembling, he took out a blade of sharp grass weed from his arms, and barely said with a smile, “Sword Tianguan, I sent the grass, but fortunately it was not broken.”
Reaching out to take the weed, Jian Wushuang asked, “Did he hit?”
A flash of embarrassment and sadness flashed in Xu Jin’s eyes, and she nodded.
Jian Wushuang was not talking, and waved his hand to release a gust of breeze to support him to the edge of Dao Field before starting to do the next thing.
Looking at the seven-leaf weed in his hand, Jian Wushuang randomly folded a leaf and placed it in his hand.
Four simple large characters can completely summarize the nine sword intents. I am afraid that even the current Jian Wushuang will not know how terrifying and how terrifying the flowing cloud grass sword he created will affect in the future. How far-reaching.