Martial Arts: Becoming a Tyrant From Summoning a Sword Slave

Mo Wuya took a long breath, hid the jade bottle in his arms, and walked out of the secret room.

No one else knew about his relationship with the Royal Secret Pavilion, not even his wife and children.

Mo Wuya had nothing but awe in his heart towards the imperial secret pavilion.

It was a colossus beyond his imagination.

There are too many masters inside, and there are many people who are stronger than him.

The one who came today was just a messenger, and his strength was far inferior to him, but Mo Wuya was still very respectful and did not dare to neglect.

With the blood bodhi in his arms, Mo Wuya came to the square of Wuya Villa in a good mood.

Thousands of martial arts tycoons have gathered there.

"Everyone, please be quiet and listen to what this old man has to say." Mo Wuya stepped onto the arena and shouted loudly.

Thousands of heroes stopped discussing immediately and looked at Mo Wuya.

"I'm getting old next year, and I can't handle the martial arts affairs. After thinking for a long time, I decided to abdicate and let the virtuous." "Today, I, Mo Wuya, hereby announce that I will officially step down as the leader of the martial arts." "As for the successor, I dare not One word decision."

"Everyone here is a hero in the Jianghu. If you are willing, you can compete in the ring." "The one who can win to the end and get everyone's unanimous approval will be the new leader of the martial arts."

After Mo Wuya finished speaking, some highly respected people among the heroes came out to echo a few more words, and finally the heroes began to compete.

All corners of the country, all corners of the country.

If you want to be the leader of martial arts, you must first have high martial arts skills.

If one's own force cannot subdue the tyrants of various factions, how can he command the heroes?

The fight lasted for several days, and some people were injured and some were killed on the way.

But because the competition was in full view, and he died in the group arena, the relatives and teachers of the dead had nothing to say.

Once in the arena, there will be no regrets in life or death.

Death in battle can only show that one's own strength is insufficient, no wonder others.

After repeated hard battles, Beigong Qisha, the master of Qishamen, stood at the end and became the final victor.

Beigong Qisha is less than 40 years old this year, but he is already a master at the peak of the Grand Master, which shows his extraordinary talent.

The Seven Killing Gate he founded is also a well-known faction in the world, with great influence and power.

With the support of everyone, Beigong Qisha became the new leader of the martial arts alliance.

Afterwards, the martial arts heroes held a banquet at the Wuya Villa to celebrate Mo Wuya's abdication and Beigong Qisha's succession as the leader of the martial arts alliance.

A group of famous martial arts masters sat on a high place, shouting to drink, full of arrogance.

Beigong Qisha was surrounded by everyone to toast, and the limelight was the same for a while.

I don't know how many people go to curry favor with him.

Beigong Qisha was also a little carried away.

Mo Wuya was sitting next to Beigong Qisha, looking at Beigong Qisha from the corner of his eye while drinking, and sneered in his heart.

Only he can understand that the leader of the martial arts alliance is majestic and magnificent on the surface.

But in fact, it's just that person's tool.

The banquet lasted for three days and three nights, and people from the rivers and lakes left one after another on the way.

Three days later, Beigong Qisha also left Wuya Villa with his disciples.

He rode his horse and galloped wildly, his face exuding an unprecedented look.

Becoming the leader of the martial arts alliance, he can command the heroes, and the martial arts all over the world are prostrate at his feet.

Beigong Qisha had indeed reached the pinnacle of his life.

It's a pity that the change came too fast, which caught him off guard.

On the official road, Beigong Qisha galloped wildly, but suddenly tightened the reins. "Law! Law! Law! Law! Law!"

Beigong Qisha pulled the steed under his crotch into the sky, and when he fell, his eyes were fixed on the person in front of him.

The man was wearing a black robe, with silver hair, holding a long sword in both hands.

Although the sword was not out of its sheath, the sword energy had already existed between the heaven and the earth, making his hairs stand on end. . . . . . . .Ask for flowers.

"Who are you? Why are you blocking my way?" Beigong Qisha asked in a deep voice with a serious expression.

Although he didn't fight, he could feel that Wei Zhuang's strength was not weaker than his own.

Such a person breaks through and appears in front of him, and still intercepts him halfway, it must be a bad person.

Beigong Qisha was secretly vigilant, the true energy in his body was ready to be released, and he was ready to launch a thunderous blow at any time.

Beigong Qisha could feel Wei Zhuang's strength, but his disciples could not.

Master became the leader of the martial arts alliance, and they also had a bright face, and they began to feel complacent.

Seeing someone who dared to block their way, he immediately scolded them. "Go away quickly, do you want to court death?" "Dare to stop us, you..."

... 0 "Clang!!! Puff!!!"

Before he finished speaking, a sword light appeared out of the sky, piercing the sky.

The heads of the seven disciples of Beigong Qisha flew up at the same time.

The seven pillars of blood are like seven fountains, and the sprayed blood stained the earth red.

The horse was frightened, neighing a few times, and galloped away with the headless corpse on its back. "you!!!"

Beigong Qisha's face changed drastically, and he was suddenly shocked and angry.

However, before he could speak, Wei Zhuang spoke.

"I heard that your Seven Kills swordsmanship is very strong, but I don't know how strong it is." "Draw your sword."

Wei Zhuang raised the shark-tooth demon sword in his hand, leaving a sword mark on the ground. "You are Wei Zhuang!!!"

How could Beigong Qisha not know the name of Sharktooth Demon Sword?

The one who can hold the shark's teeth must be the Lord of Quicksand.

Beigong Qisha's heart sank, his eyes revealed a stern look, and his body rose directly from the horse's back to the sky, and rushed towards Wei Zhuang.

At the same time, the sword box behind him opened automatically, and seven streamers of blood shot out from it.

Seven blood-colored streamers gathered in mid-air and turned into a blood-colored long sword, which fell into the Seven Killers of Beigong.

After Beigong Qisha caught the blood sword, he took advantage of the situation and slashed down angrily, taking Wei Zhuang's face directly!

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Beigong's seven kills and one sword slash angrily, directly taking Wei Zhuang's face value.

Wei Zhuang raised his sword and swept across, colliding head-on with the bloody long sword.

With a bang, the melodious sound of gold and iron echoed everywhere.

With a burst of strength, Beigong Qisha flew backwards, stepped back seven steps after landing, and stepped on the ground with seven footprints several inches deep.

With just one strike, Beigong Qisha has already fallen into a disadvantage.

Wei Zhuang shot violently and jumped up, like a roc volleying in the air.

The shark-toothed sword sliced ​​through the sky, leaving a long trail of sword energy, which slashed towards Beigong Qisha's neck.

Beigong Qisha knew that he was not Wei Zhuang's opponent when he confronted him head-on, so he slammed his right foot on the ground and retreated violently, avoiding Wei Zhuang's crazy slashing move.

At the same time, he held his sword in front of him, slashed the finger of his left hand across the blade, and flicked it back.

The bloody sword blade shattered instantly and turned into six bloody streamers, shooting towards Wei Zhuang.

There is only one hilt left among the seven Beigong killers, but they can remotely control the six blood blades of "One Four Zero" with Qi.

The blood-colored long sword of Beigong Qisha was built by a special person who collected countless treasures and paid a huge price.

When combined, it becomes a long sword, which can attack melee.

The points are short blades, which can contain long-range battles.

He also named the blood sword after himself, and it was called the Seven Killing Sword.

This Seven Kills sword combined with Beigong Seven Kills' Seven Kills swordsmanship can be said to be like a tiger with wings added.

With the Seven Kills Sword in hand, Beigong Seven Kills can advance and retreat freely, and can always grasp the initiative.

He was able to gain such a big name in the Jianghu, thanks to this vicious Seven Killing Sword!

Wei Zhuang was surrounded by six short blades, he smiled coldly, and with a vertical sword slash, a mighty internal force burst out, and you immediately knocked the six blood blades flying.

Then, with a flash of his figure, he turned into a phantom, and rushed to Beigong Qisha, raised his sword and slashed at his head.

At this moment, Beigong Qisha had a sword hilt in his hand, unable to fight back, so he had to retreat again and again.

While retreating violently, he controlled the bloody sword to fly back and attack Wei Zhuang from behind.

Wei Zhuang's offensive continued unabated, his movement became several times faster in an instant, and he missed the Beigong Qisha.

puff! ! !

Blood spattered, and a bloodstain was split on Beigong Qisha's shoulder, and the skin was torn apart.

Not only that, the six blood blades shot at Wei Zhuang flew straight towards Beigong Qisha.

Beigong Qisha had already been wounded by Wei Zhuang, so he had no time to dodge, so he had to use force to manipulate the blood blade and the hilt to become one.

But at this moment, the shark-toothed sword was already on his neck.

Wei Zhuang stood behind him, with a little force, the sharp shark-tooth sword could cut Beigong Qisha's neck and make his head fall to the ground. "You lost!" Wei Zhuang said coldly.

"You win, kill me."

Beigong Qisha looked sad and laughed at himself.

"I won the position of the leader of the martial arts alliance, thinking that apart from the unity of heaven and man, there is no opponent in the world." "Unexpectedly, in your hands, I would be so vulnerable." Beigong Qisha is indeed far from Wei Zhuang's opponent .

The two fought, and Wei Zhuang defeated Beigong Qikill with only three moves.

If he hadn't been merciful, the last move would have brought the heads of the Beigong Seven Killers to the ground.

Beigong Qisha closed his eyes and waited to die, but he saw Wei Zhuang remove the blade of the sword and slowly put the sword back into its sheath. "What do you mean?"

Beigong Qisha turned around and looked at Wei Zhuang.

With a wave of Wei Zhuang's sleeve, a black shadow shot out and was caught by Beigong Qisha.

Beigong Qisha looked at the palm of his hand, it was a pure gold token.

On the front, there are four big characters "Royal Secret Pavilion". "You, you are..."

Beigong Qisha looked at Wei Zhuang in disbelief, speaking incoherently.

Of course he knew about the Royal Secret Pavilion, it was an organization controlled by the emperor.

What he didn't expect was that the majestic Lord of Quicksand in Weizhuang would actually belong to the emperor. "You gave me the token, what do you mean?"

Beigong Qisha had already guessed the meaning of Wei Zhuang's token for him, but he still had to ask.

Wei Zhuang didn't answer directly, but said indifferently: "Three years ago, Mo Wuya also received a piece, and finally, he has lived to this day." Beigong Qisha was shocked, and there was no luck.

Mo Wuya received the token three years ago, and he has lived till now.

What it means is self-evident.

Accepting the token means surrendering to the emperor.

Mo Wuya was only able to live because he agreed to join the emperor.

And he is now facing this choice.

If he refuses, then the next moment, he will die under Wei Zhuang's sword.