Ancient Martial God

"Following the trend? Give it to the Sacred Land of Swords?" Xiao Yun frowned, no matter how worthless it was, it would be a pity to give it away like this.

As if seeing Xiao Yun's thoughts, the gray-robed ancestor continued: "Actually, it was not a gift, but a loan for the sword to be used sacredly. Because at that time, only the remains of the Qianshi Sword Pavilion were left, so we will also check carefully. After exploring it, except for the legacy of the swordsmanship, there is nothing else."

"Back then, the Holy Land of Swords was hard at work, and my two brothers were in retreat. Because the previous clan leader wanted to cooperate with the Holy Land of Swords, he simply lent them the Qianshi Sword Pavilion."

"Who would have thought that there would be treasures left in the Qianshi Sword Pavilion... When our holy clan was about to take it back eighteen years ago, something happened. The previous clan leader and others all disappeared, and I The two brothers were poisoned by eleven kinds of strange poisons."

"Our holy race's combat power has declined drastically. In the end, only my two brothers were able to hold on and maintain the foundation of the holy race."

"The Holy Land of Swords took advantage of the weakness of our Saint Clan and sent people to ask for the Thousand Worlds Sword Pavilion. The current leader of the Saint Clan had no choice but to give away the Thousand Worlds Sword Pavilion."

Having said this, the gray-robed ancestor sighed helplessly.

He has experienced the times when the Saint Clan was strong and the times when it was in decline.

When it was strong, it was okay, and no one dared to bully it at will. When it was in decline, its dignity was almost trampled on, and people dared not speak out in anger.

"In the past, our saint clan had no sword cultivators, so even if we recapture the Qianshi Sword Pavilion, it would be useless, but now it is different. You two are sword cultivators, and you can compete with them."

When the gray-robed ancestor said this, his voice became colder, "What's more, the Sword Divine Land is trying to destroy my holy clan. You two must not be polite when you take action..."

The Saint Clan has continued from ancient times to this day, and was once the dominant force in the seventh heaven. Even if it declines, no one can trample on it at will.

Naturally, Xiao Yun would not be polite to the Sacred Land of Swords.

If the two ancestors had not entered the depths of the Holy Spirit Tower and absorbed half of the pure divine blood to break through, thereby shocking the first peak master of the Sword Sacred Land, the Holy Clan would have been exterminated long ago.

As a member of the Saint Clan, Xiao Yun would naturally not be able to escape death.

In fact, even if Honglian does not take action against the people of the Holy Land of Swords, the Holy Land of Swords will sooner or later take action against the saints. After all, the Holy Land of Swords has begun to grow, especially after the first peak master broke into the quasi-holy level, the Holy Land of Swords The land will inevitably begin to expand its sphere of influence.

The Sacred Land of Swords is close to the Saint Clan, and the area is so large. If it wants to strengthen itself, the only thing it can do is to invade the place controlled by the Saint Clan.

In other words, the two major forces will have a battle sooner or later.

"Ancestor, you said there is a treasure in the Qianshi Sword Pavilion. What is it?" Xiao Yun couldn't help but ask.

"It is rumored that there may be a divine weapon sword, but it has been eighteen years. The Thousand Worlds Sword Pavilion is opened once a year. The sacred land of swords has never been obtained. Maybe it is a rumor. However, even if the divine sword is not obtained, the Thousand Worlds Sword Pavilion will There is also a legacy of swordsmanship left over from ancient times."

The gray-robed ancestor said: "For ordinary people, this inheritance of the sword is of little use, but for you two, it is a good thing."

"When will we set off?" Xiao Yun asked.

"Now!" the gray-robed ancestor said.

Xiao Yun nodded and did not ask about the arrangement. Anyway, everything was arranged by the gray robe ancestor. Immediately, he and Hong Lian were rolled up by the gray robe ancestor's power and disappeared on the spot.

Not long after, a loud noise came from the secret room below the main hall of the East Meridian, but the sound was quickly suppressed by the large formation below.

If someone is nearby, they will definitely be able to detect the aura of the Holy Saint and Power.

The leader of the Saint Clan, Sheng Tianze, has broken through to the Extreme Saint Realm, but he did not announce it to the public like the Master of the Southern Vein, but chose to break through silently...

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Knife City!

The giant city under the jurisdiction of the Holy Land of Swords is only about a thousand miles away from the Holy Land of Swords, and there are many forces here.

The martial arts cultivators on the street were dressed in different styles, and there were even many who wore large martial robes to hide their faces.

Xiao Yun and the others did not hide their faces, but the gray-robed ancestor casually released his power, temporarily blurring their appearance.

Unless they are extremely holy and powerful, no one can see the appearance of Xiao Yun and the others.

"There are so many sword cultivators here..." Xiao Yun said in surprise.

There are not only sword cultivators from the Holy Land of Swords, but also sword cultivators from other places. There are many sword cultivators with powerful sword intentions.

"The Qianshi Sword Pavilion is open. In order to show its generosity, the Sacred Sword God invites other sword cultivators within a million-mile radius to compete for places." The gray-robed ancestor hummed.

"So generous?" Xiao Yun said unexpectedly.

Previously, Xiao Yun had learned from the Gray Robe Ancestor that there was a quota limit for entering the Thousand World Sword Pavilion. That was the restriction of the Thousand World Sword Pavilion, and even the Sacred Land of Swords could not destroy it.

After all, no matter how bad the ancient sword sect passed down from the ancient times is, the sword array it contains cannot be destroyed by the sacred land of swords.

Therefore, there are only thirty places available to enter the Qianshi Sword Pavilion.

The Sword God didn't even have enough for the thirty quotas, so he was willing to share them with others?

"It is said that other sword cultivators will compete for the quota, but except for the disciples of the Sword Holy Land, how can the outside sword cultivators have the qualifications to compete with the disciples of the Sword Holy Land? At best, these people are just here to have fun and get some small ones who participate in the competition. It’s just a reward.”

When the gray-robed ancestor said this, he couldn't help but waved his hand, "Let's not talk about this anymore. Let's go to the restaurant in front to have a rest."

Xiao Yun and Honglian followed.

Just as he was walking forward, Xiao Yun suddenly saw a familiar figure. He couldn't help but stop immediately, his expression showed surprise, he didn't expect to meet him here.

"What?" asked the gray-robed ancestor.

"Meeting a friend." Xiao Yun said.

"Do you have friends here?" The gray-robed ancestor was a little surprised.

"Ancestor, you go to the restaurant to rest first. I'll come find you later." Xiao Yun said quickly.

"Okay, if something happens, make a big noise."

The gray-robed ancestor nodded. In fact, he was not worried about Xiao Yun's safety. After all, there was a soul cultivator beside Xiao Yun.

Even the gray-robed ancestor is extremely afraid of this soul cultivator, let alone the rest of the people. Even if he encounters the supreme sage, as long as he does not encounter two at the same time, Xiao Yun will not have a big problem.

The gray-robed ancestor disappeared on the spot, while Xiao Yun led Honglian and chased in the direction of the figure.

That person was none other than Li Da.

Although Xiao Yun met Li Da and others for the first time in the Sacred Land of Swords, Li Da not only did not shirk when trouble arose, but stepped forward.

Li Da was loyal, kind, and very righteous. Xiao Yun had a good impression of Li Da. Although they had not known each other for a short time, he regarded him as a friend.

Because of the grudge between him and the Sacred Land of Swords, Xiao Yun originally did not intend to disturb him, but he did not expect that Li Da would appear here.

The key is that Li Da is wearing ordinary martial arts robes, not the Bronze Edge disciple clothes of the Sword Holy Land, and his expression is a little panicked.

Xiao Yun followed with Hong Lian. There was no need to get close at all. With Xiao Yun's perception, Li Da's position and even his voice could be felt within ten thousand feet.

"How is Junior Sister Li Qing?" Li Da's voice came out.

"Her breath is very weak..." Li Han's voice was low and hoarse, revealing deep helplessness.

"I found some healing elixirs and gave them to her first. Hold on for a while, and then we can think of other ways." Li Da said.