Great Zhou Royal Family: The Strongest Divine Kingdom System

I saw a group of geniuses walking towards a young man with their heads held high and their faces full of pretentiousness.

"Li Ming, an aristocrat of the Jiuxiao Yunge family, is also quite famous in the way of swordsmanship." The third prince softly told Zhou Yang the other party's identity, and then looked at Li Ming indifferently: "If you like farting, get out of here .”

After finishing speaking, a murderous intent emanated from the third prince, causing the surrounding people to shiver.

"The third prince was joking. This is the Holy Land of Enlightenment, so it's better not to use force."

Li Ming also had a serious expression on his face, and hurriedly found a step to go down. After all, judging by the posture of the third prince, it seemed that he didn't mind a fight here at all.

Although he is a person of the sky, and he is not afraid of Tianzhao Kingdom in terms of background, but if the aftermath of the battle breaks the surrounding stone walls, he will really become a target of public criticism.

"Then shut up." The third prince was still merciless.

"Zheng-"

At this moment, a cold light rose from Yan Zhen's body, and the next moment, a terrifying sword intent broke through the void, roaring into the sky like a dragon ascending into the abyss.

Obviously, the sword intent left by this sword master disciple has benefited him a lot.

Yan Zhen looked at Li Ming, his pupils turned into two sharp swords, as if they wanted to pierce through the opponent's body directly.

Li Ming's eyes narrowed, and the geniuses surrounding him also released their sword intent, and there was a tendency to fight if they couldn't say anything.

Although he didn't want to fight with the people of Tianzhao Kingdom, it didn't mean he was really afraid of them.

Just when the atmosphere fell into an extremely embarrassing situation.

"A smear of Minjiang red, crossing mountains and rivers, there is a way to break away from sorrow... This poem should be the authentic work left by the sad little sword Liu Mochou!"

"Nonsense, the charm in this sword mark is obviously majestic, the power of cutting rivers and rivers!"

"You are all wrong. Crossing mountains and rivers is to make us firm in our beliefs and move forward indomitably!"

There was a noise nearby, and more and more people were attracted, and then the quarrel became louder.

The third prince, Li Ming and the others glanced at each other, withdrew their breath, and at the same time walked over there curiously.

The aura of several people was strong, and the onlookers gave way one after another, and came to the stone wall in a few steps.

"A swipe of Minjianghong, crossing mountains and rivers, there is a way to break away from sorrow..."

Zhou Yang looked at the poems on the stone wall and murmured. The person who left this sword intent was very delicate at first glance. There were several sword marks on the other stone walls, but this one was a poem.

The sword intent surged in his body, and he could clearly feel the complex emotions emanating from this poem, as if he was about to jump out and tell the story of a swordsman's life.

"What a powerful sword intent."

Zhou Yang blurted out that being able to express the events of his life through a sword-like poem is enough to show how powerful this swordsman was during his lifetime.

"Is it still up to you?" Li Ming snorted beside him.

He is a follower of Liu Zongru, and he was very unhappy when he heard Zhou Yang say that he wanted to comprehend the Sword Saint Stone Wall occupied by Liu Zongru.

What kind of thing is this guy, and he is also worthy of comprehending the authenticity of the Sword Master?

"The emotions expressed in this poem are very complex. There are majestic, gentle, persistent, and sad. A sword intent. Why are there so many emotions?"

The third prince glanced at Li Ming indifferently, then watched the poems and continued to study, even if he didn't know the way of swordsman, he could still see the difference from them.

"Indeed, there are so many complex emotions in a line of poetry. If you don't have this kind of experience and understanding, if you force yourself to comprehend it, it is very easy to go crazy."

Yan Zhen also nodded beside him.

Everyone in the world knows that one sword intent has only character. For example, the eight sword intents in Zhou Yang's body have eight different personalities.

But the sword meaning hidden in this poem is very complicated, giving people a messy feeling. If you comprehend it forcibly, you will easily become insane and affect Jianxin.

"Is it complicated?"

Zhou Yang applied his spiritual consciousness to the poems. He wanted to try it. After all, he still had a sword intent in his body. If it didn't work, he chopped off the stone wall.

"Om-"

When Zhou Yang's spiritual consciousness just came into contact with the stone wall, before he had time to comprehend it, the jade seal in his body started to work independently again!
His heart was shocked, this feeling was exactly the same as when he was enlightening sword in Jiange last time!
Could it be...?
Before he could react, a picture suddenly appeared in his mind!

On the river, a man was traveling in a flat boat, accompanied by a handsome woman, his eyes met with affection, but suddenly, the sky was dark, and a huge black vortex appeared above the sky, with a monstrous shadow!

The man went up with a sword, like a real dragon sailing out of the sea and roaring into the air, but was photographed alive by a giant hand in the vortex, and the woman was also taken away, leaving only a smear of bright red floating in the river.

After an unknown amount of time, the man floated to the surface of the sea. He slowly opened his eyes, with a look of extreme grief on his face, and traveled across mountains and rivers to find the woman.

But after going through untold hardships to find the woman, she found that she was already married, and the husband was the one who photographed him into the bottom of the sea!

The man was distraught, his hair turned white all night, and he lived in seclusion in the mountains and forests, cut off his emotions and desires, and never asked the world again!

Afterwards, the screen disappeared, and Zhou Yang felt that he had suddenly comprehended a new sword intent.

This kind of sword intent is very indifferent, as if seeing through everything in the world, revealing a ruthless rhythm.

"Affection, unwillingness, persistence, sadness...all turned into ruthless in the end. It turned out to be ruthless sword intent."

Zhou Yang knew in his heart that this sword intent was not beyond the comprehension of ordinary people. In fact, it contained a kind of character, but others did not have this kind of experience and could not comprehend it.

And according to the picture, it can be seen that the swordsman who left this poem seems to be still alive.

People of the same era as the Juggernaut, how terrifying they will be today, no outsider knows!
Thinking of this, Zhou Yang showed a strange look on his face.

"What's wrong?" Yan Zhen looked at Zhou Yang.

To be honest, he really wanted to see what kind of unique understanding this peerless monster would have on this stone wall.

"It's nothing."

Zhou Yang looked calm. The sword intent on this stone wall might be more difficult than the stone wall left by the sword master.

"Crossing mountains and waves, there is a way to break away from sorrow...to break away from sorrow"

Li Ming also observed carefully for a long time, and suddenly his eyes lit up: "Does this poem tell us to cut off something in our hearts?"

"For example, unhappy things?"

Zhou Yang was taken aback for a moment, he didn't expect that Li Ming's arrogance was arrogance, but there were indeed two brushes, and they were almost close!
After hearing this, the eyes of the people around them lit up, and after a closer look, it was indeed true.

All of a sudden, everyone agreed, which made Li Ming even more proud, and felt that he had comprehended the essence of sword intent!

"puff."

At this moment, Zhou Yang suddenly laughed.