Fantasy: Quietly draw your sword a hundred thousand times, and emerge as a swordsman

Day two.

The holy land alliance composed of elites from the four holy lands gathered in the holy land of the beginning!

At the high altitude of the Holy Land of Absolute Beginning, dozens of huge spaceships exuded an icy luster, pressing across the void!

Each spaceship is hundreds of feet long, like a lying mountain peak or a giant beast crawling, exuding a daunting coercion, just looking at it will make you feel cold!

This time, the alliance army formed by the four holy places has a total of [-] members from the Divine Sea Realm!

Golden Bridge Realm Forty!

Plus the Patriarchs of the Four Great Saint Realms headed by Patriarch Tatian!

The strength of the lineup far exceeds any force!

Destroyed, unstoppable!

"set off!"

With a cold drink from Tatian Patriarch.

Boom~~! !

Dozens of spaceships all started up, making dull roars.

Then, these dozens of spaceships were like huge ships sailing in the deep sea, swimming above the sky, heading towards Changhe Sword Sect!

They didn't drive fast, and they deliberately wanted to show the whole Donghuang.

Today is the day of their holy land!

Their holy land stands for one day, and no one can do it again!

Along the way, countless clouds were crushed!

The gold-plated flags of the Four Great Sacred Lands were planted on the bow of the ship, fluttering and fluttering with the strong wind.

The patriarchs of the four holy realms are in full swing, suppressing everything!

No one dared to try its edge, and they all avoided it!

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The entire Eastern Wilderness shook!

The Four Great Sacred Grounds, which had been silent for a year, finally took action against the Nine Tribulations Sword Master!

And if you don't make a move, you can use it, and if you make a move, it will be a thunderous blow!

Countless people looked at the dozens of huge spaceships in the sky like a torrent from a distance, all of them looked extremely shocked, and they began to avoid it from a distance!

Four hundred Divine Sea Realm!

Forty Jinqiaojing!

Plus the ancestors of the four holy realms!

Among them, the sixth level of the holy land of the stepping ancestor, and the fourth level of the holy land of the ancestor of wrath!

Even the slightly weaker Patriarch Honglian and Patriarch Leihuo are both at the peak of the Holy Realm triple!

This lineup...

They couldn't find any other adjectives except to describe it with the word terrible!

"Horror! It's too scary! Is this the background of the Holy Land?"

"Such a powerful strength really makes people desperate, and they can't afford the slightest resistance."

"The Holy Land is worthy of being a Holy Land, how could the Nine Tribulations Sword Master alone be able to overthrow it?"

Countless people sighed.

With such a powerful strength, they thought it would be more than enough to crush a holy land, let alone kill the Nine Tribulations Sword Master who had just entered the holy land?

No one thought that the Nine Tribulations Sword Master could survive in the hands of such a powerful force.

"Let's go, go and practice for the Nine Tribulations Sword Master."

"The Sword Master of the Nine Tribulations is the only one who has not come from the Holy Land in the past thousand years. You should go and see him off!"

"The strong get stronger, and the weak get weaker. The Holy Land is so powerful, when will we have our day?"

"Even if the Sword Master of the Nine Tribulations dies tomorrow, he should respect him!"

At this moment, countless monks from the Eastern Desolation Continent rushed towards Changhe Sword Sect from all directions.

Tomorrow may be the battle of the fall of the Nine Tribulations Sword Master, they are going to have a look.

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Meanwhile, other holy places.

Tianyao Sword City.

The purple-haired Tianyao Sword Saint stood at the bow of the boat, narrowed his long and narrow eyes, and said with a chuckle: "These four old guys are really shameless enough to bully the few."

"Forget it, we are all sword cultivators, and I will send you off."

"Tun Wu, let's go."

The next moment, the Tianyao Sword Master picked up the Tun Wushen Sword beside him, stepped out of the city, and headed towards the Changhe Sword Sect.

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Nine Heavens Holy Land.

Sovereign Hall.

"Sovereign, the four holy places of Taichu, Dayan, Yunlan, and Liyan have all set off and headed for Changhe Sword Sect."

The Son of Flowing Light stood on the main hall, and said respectfully to a middle-aged man wearing a royal robe sitting at the head of the main hall.

This middle-aged man in royal robes is the Lord of Nine Heavens Holy Land.

"The Nine Tribulations Sword Master didn't want to form an alliance with us, and dared to kill the elder Jiuyang, but the blind and arrogant people deserve their own destruction now, and they deserve it."

Holy Master Jiuxiao sneered.

"Guang'er, come with me to the Changhe Sword Sect. I want to see how the Nine Tribulations Sword Master died!"

"Yes!"

Immediately, Holy Master Nine Heavens grabbed Saint Liuguang and rushed towards Changhe Sword Sect.

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Beyond the East China Sea, a lonely island hangs.

The white-haired old man, whom Xu Tian called Gu Gu, carried a huge sword on his shoulder, and a sharp look flashed in his cloudy eyes.

"Little friend, I have never owed anyone a favor in ancient times. Tomorrow, I will try my best to take you away."

Bang!

Tiangu Sword Master, the oldest sword master in the Eastern Desolation, turned into a sword light soaring into the sky with a single step, and disappeared into the sky.

Yuhai Plain.

Countless casual cultivators who had been favored by Xu Tian spontaneously joined together and headed towards Changhe Sword Sect.

All of a sudden, the entire Eastern Desolation Continent was in turmoil, and all directions gathered.

Whether it's the holy land of the ten directions high above, or some unknown casual cultivators, they all sent people to the Changhe Sword Sect!

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Chapter 64

At this moment, in the Changhe Sword Sect.

"Father, what should I do, the people from the Four Great Sacred Grounds are here!"

Zhuang Mingzhu's face was pale.

The other Bafeng elders also looked ashen, as if mourning.

Zhuang Changhe sat on the chair, as if drained of strength, raised his head, and stared blankly at the top of the hall.

The Four Great Sacred Lands are coming.

He thought that there would be such a day sooner or later, but he didn't expect this day to come so soon.

Changhe Sword Sect may perish in his hands tomorrow.

"Sovereign, tell me something, what should we do next? Do you want to invite the senior Nine Tribulations Sword Master to discuss it?" a peak master asked.

Zhuang Changhe took a deep breath upon hearing this.

He knows that he is now the backbone of the entire sect!

He can't collapse!

As soon as he collapses, before the people from the Four Great Sacred Grounds arrive, Changhe Sword Sect will collapse!

Sitting up straight, Zhuang Changhe seemed to be the master of the sect again, and said in a deep voice: "Now the masters of the peaks go back and send all the disciples under their peaks to leave the Changhe Sword Sect!"

"As for us, fight to the death!"

As soon as these words fell, the eight peak masters all looked at each other with wry smiles on their faces.

Dead fight?

What fight?

However, they still took a deep breath and said:

"Wait, obey!"

They knew that the sect's disciples could leave, but as the founder of the sect, they couldn't!

Changhe Jianzong can have nothing, but he must have a strong character!

This is also the only thing they have left in the face of the Four Great Sacred Lands!

They walked out of the suzerain hall, ready to go back and dismiss the disciples under their respective peaks.

However, in just the next moment, their footsteps all stopped.

I saw it on the Jiufeng Square outside the suzerain hall.

Nearly a thousand disciples of the Changhe Sword Sect had all spontaneously gathered here without knowing when.

They stood tall, uniformly dressed in Changhe Jianzong costumes, with swords around their waists, looking at the main hall of the suzerain.

"Who are you?" A peak owner was at a loss.

I saw Chen Feihong, the chief disciple of the Seventh Peak stepping out, grinning and saying:

"Peak Masters, we discussed it earlier, but we still decided not to leave!"

"If it wasn't for the senior Nine Tribulations Sword Master, we would have died in the hands of the Moon Worship Sect. At this moment when the sect is alive and dead, how could we abandon Lord Nine Tribulations Sword Master and leave alone!"

Another disciple walked out and continued:

"That's right! I, Li Changfeng, grew up in the Changhe Sword Sect since I was a child. I eat the blessings of the sect and enjoy the protection of the sect! Now that the sect is in danger, I leave, so am I still human?"

"Yes! We won't leave! Whoever leaves will be the grandson!"

"To live together, to die together!"