The most difficult system to open in history

Chapter 1818

"boom!"

When the young emperor's rhetorical question came out, the sword cultivators forming an formation around the entire sword pavilion froze at first, and then broke out into a violent commotion.

Although what Zhao Yu said was not direct, these sword cultivators were not stupid, so they could naturally hear the dislike in the words of the young man in the sword pavilion in front of him.

What is this young man hating?

Naturally, the strength of Baolian Swordland is too low!

Thinking of this, a wave of infinite humiliation and anger suddenly rose from the depths of each sword cultivator's heart, rushed straight into his mind, and exploded, causing the long sword behind him to start buzzing .

The sword cultivator went straight, and at the same time had the strongest self-esteem, so someone took a step forward, just about to open his mouth to shout a yellow-mouthed child, but was waved by the old woman in black in the sword pavilion, and opened his mouth to stop:

"Quiet!"

The old and thick voice of the Lotus Terrace Sword Master was like a thick sword lotus falling from the sky, directly pressing on the shoulders of all the sword cultivators, and the voices of these people who wanted to speak came to an abrupt end.

In the next breath, at the end of dusk, the seemingly dim outside of Liantai City suddenly became audible, extremely silent, only the whistling sword cries, heralding the surge of energy.

And if there are high-level monks who can clearly see the flow of laws here, they will see that under the frenzied and surging sword intent, the bald man standing quietly behind the young man in the cotton hat looks like a tall man. His body is like an unfathomable black hole.

It's an unbelievable sight.

Liang Po just stood quietly like this, but all the laws and aura in the entire sword pavilion were swallowed in one bite, directly forming a huge vortex of laws.

"My Qinglian Sword Sect, this time I invite your country to form an alliance of offensive and defensive mutual assistance with the most sincere sincerity, but your words are probably chilling, young Lord of the Northern Territory."

As soon as the words "Lord of the Northern Territory" came out of Liantai Jianzong's mouth, the eyebrows of all the monks around who heard the words suddenly jumped wildly. At the same time, the female sword cultivator Fanxing clenched her fists and murmured in a low voice:

"It turned out to be the mysterious Lord of the Northern Territory, no wonder, no wonder."

"Even if he is the so-called Lord of the Northern Territory, he can't be so rampant. Everyone knows the desolation of the Northern Territory and the thinness of vitality. If you call yourself a king in the valley, how dare you look down on me, Baolian Sword Land."

Low voices of discussion once again spread among the surrounding sword cultivators, but compared to before, the anger in the voices of this discussion was significantly less.

The name of the person, the shadow of the tree, all over the land of Taixuan, there has been a lot of news about the northern border.

Regardless of whether these sword cultivators believed in those grotesque deeds in Beihai, it is an indelible fact that those monks who went north to search for the so-called great chance sect fell in Beihai a few years ago.

The former four major sword sects of Baolian Sword Land did not send anyone to the north a few years ago, but the surrounding forces dispatched quite a few, so this incident caused violent waves in the entire core of the Central Plains.

Thinking of this, the sword cultivators outside the sword pavilion looked at each other, and they all saw the solemn look in each other's eyes.

Then the ups and downs of eyes interweaved again at the sword pavilion in front of him, and he looked at Zhao Yu who was sitting firmly behind the desk, and opened his mouth again to respond:

"Everyone knows that Zhou, our Great Xia is now dominating the northern border, and Beihai is more than half the Taixuan Continent away from the core of the Central Plains. With such a long distance, it doesn't make much sense to conclude a so-called offensive and defensive alliance. "

"That's true, and we understand that."

After Zhao Yu's emperor's voice fell, Sword Master Liantai's wrinkled face remained unchanged, he raised his hand and arched forward, and continued to speak:

"Young Lord of the Northern Territory, the current situation is turbulent and unpredictable, not to mention the rest of the Taixuan Land, even the core of the Central Plains is full of wars.

"As the saying goes, there are no eggs under the cover of the nest. Once the flames of war spread, the northern border may be difficult to survive alone. You and I both know this."

After finishing speaking, Sword Master Lei Lian raised his hand to the front, and the voice continued to linger in everyone's ears:

"Lord of the Northern Territory, you can use the means to dominate the North Sea and let it recast its ancient glory. You are naturally a man of great talent and boldness. Therefore, you naturally know how to be prepared. Once this alliance is concluded, you and I will look north and south and support each other. Isn't it beautiful?"

As soon as the words of Sword Master Liantai fell, Sword Master Binglian, who was wearing white robes, nodded, and echoed:

"The land of Taixuan is full of dangers, and the various forces are fighting each other. One more ally is definitely much better than one more sworn enemy."

After finishing speaking, the Ice Lotus Sword Master stood up directly, opened his hands outward, and rolled out a high-pitched voice:

"My treasure lotus sword land was once under the treacherous scheme of the holy court, and fell apart for tens of thousands of years, but now it has returned to the right track, united with the sect Qinglian, and regained the glory of sword repair.

"Right now, there are tens of millions of sword cultivators in the Qinglian Sword Sect in the entire Baolian Sword Land, and more importantly, under the Sword Summoning Order, there are more and more sword cultivators in Taixuan Everyone rush back to Baolian Sword Land."

Speaking of this, the Ice Lotus Sword Master flicked the sleeves of his sword robe, staring at Zhao Yu who was sitting upright in front of him, and his voice became more and more high-spirited, resounding through the world again:

"As soon as the sword summoning order is issued, the entire world of sword cultivators will belong to our Qinglian Sword Sect, and in time, our sect's strength will become infinitely stronger.

"And if your country concludes an alliance with my sword land, it will not be the power of this mere sect, but the countless sword cultivators in the land of Taixuan!"

The words of the Binglian Sword Master were so convincing and deafening that the sword cultivators lined up outside the sword pavilion were all bearded and bearded, and their momentum was surging. , resounding everywhere.

These sword cultivators seemed to have regained the glory of sword cultivators belonging to the Land of Baolian, and they also felt the surge of excitement after exalting their eyebrows, but in the next breath, this high-spirited spirit was completely extinguished as if they were directly poured with a basin of cold water.

Because a young and steady voice sounded in the ears of these sword cultivators:

"If the news I got is correct, you and the Qinglian Sword Sect have just merged into one, and the so-called Tianxia Sword Cultivator Returning to the Sect is even more complete. The scars on the earth left by the rampage are still vivid in my mind."

When the emperor's voice fell, Zhao Yu's expression remained unchanged. He raised his right hand and pointed to the outside of the pavilion. At the same time, the brilliant emperor's voice, accompanied by the vast emperor's prestige, swept outward crazily, blasting the void like thunder:

"At the end of the Wushan Strait Ridge, the ancient king and giant's remains were raging, and I was there when the sword cultivator was rubbed against the ground.

"I have seen with my own eyes that the three sword masters of the Baolian Sword joined forces, and it was difficult to prevent the overhaul of the holy court, and they were all injured. So at this time, are you drawing a big cake for me?"

Chapter 1819 The Battle of Tongues

Outside the city of Liantai, the last rays of the setting sun shone on the solitary pavilion outside the city, leaving a long shadow on the ground, and looking at the shadow of the pavilion carefully, it was like a long shadow printed on the ground. sword.

Baolian Sword Land has been the domain of sword cultivators for generations since ancient times.

Therefore, everything on the earth, whether it is a building or a city, has a strong sword repair style, such as this lonely pavilion outside the city.

In fact, in a sense, sword cultivator belongs to the heterogeneous cultivation system of Taixuan land. The mainstream cultivation system of the entire Taixuan land is the power of blood in the body, while sword cultivation does not emphasize blood, and cultivates weapons. .

The swordsman is upright, focused on the state of mind, and understands the way of the sword, but at this time the sword cultivators outside the pavilion, the heart of the sword in the sea of ​​consciousness, is covered with a thick layer of haze.

It is true that today's Baolian Sword Land has tens of thousands of monks sitting on the surface, and it has widely called sword cultivators from all over the world to gather here. Between the words, it was stripped clean.

For tens of thousands of years, the holy court sitting high in the clouds is like a mouth that sucks out the bones and marrow, nibbling and absorbing the foundation and accumulation of Baolian Sword Field bit by bit.

And even though the four major sword sects who had made up their minds recently finally chose to give it a go, and the combined sect began to fight against the Holy Court, but the strength of the two is already too far apart.

Zhao Yu's plain voice was so eloquent and eloquent that no matter whether it was the four great sword masters or a sword cultivator in the surrounding array, their faces were ashen, but they were unable to speak out to refute.

After a long while, the face of Sword Master Liantai changed slightly, and then he let out a breath, stared at Zhao Yu in front of him, and said slowly:

"The words of the Lord of the Northern Territory are serious."

After finishing speaking, Sword Master Liantai beckoned Binglian Jian Zongxin who was standing beside him to sit down, and the old voice continued:

"It is true that my Qinglian Sword Sect has just joined the sect, but as the saying goes, a journey of a thousand miles begins with a single step, and the foundation of sword cultivation in the world is always there.

"I believe that as long as you are of the same mind, you will be able to realize your shame and then be brave, recasting the glory of the sword."

The words of Sword Master Liantai were neither humble nor overbearing, and then he continued to stare at the too young figure in front of him, and said again:

"Speaking of a thousand words and ten thousand, I still say the same thing, your country needs help in the Central Plains of the land of Taixuan, and so does my Qinglian Sword Sect, so mutual assistance and mutual benefit are a win-win situation.

"The old man and all the sword cultivators around him think that if Daxia of your country concludes an alliance with my Qinglian Sword Sect, it will be beneficial but not harmful."

As soon as the old woman in black said this, Zhao Yu, who was sitting alone behind the desk, frowned slightly, and then the young emperor straightened his body, opened his mouth and let out a sigh:

"Mutual benefit, all benefits and no harm, I actually don't think so."

After finishing speaking, Zhao Yu changed the subject again, and with a majestic voice, he uttered again:

"I actually think that you, Baolian Sword, think that I came to this mysterious place in the early summer and have never seen the world, so I drew a cake for me, dug a hole, and waited for me to jump in."

As soon as the emperor's voice came out, the expressions of the four sword masters in front of Zhao Yu all changed again, and they opened their mouths:

"Lord of the Northern Territory, where do these words come from?"

After the words fell, Zhao Yu raised his hand and waved lightly towards the back, then Sima Annan, who had a half-smile on his face, took a step forward, raised his hand and grabbed a folding fan, unceremoniously, directly pointed at the old woman in black in front of him, and opened his mouth Just a low drink:

"What our Majesty means is that you and the Qinglian Sword Sect have malicious intentions and directly use me, Daxia, as a spearman. It's really hateful!"

What Sima Annan said was like a thunderbolt from the blue sky, which directly exploded outside the city of Liantai.

"boom."

In the next breath, the anger of each sword cultivator burned fiercely again, and he directly opened his mouth to reprimand:

"It's too deceiving!"

Then Sword Master Lei Lian, who was already hot-tempered, pressed down on the desk in front of him, and the cold voice, together with the thunderous sword intent, resounded in the sword pavilion:

"Human race in the northern border, I, the land of the Lotus Sword, think that you are weak in Daxia, so I wanted to form an offensive and defensive alliance, but I was scolded for being malicious. I really think that I, Qinglian Sword Sect, are a chicken and a dog. Bullying?

"You must know that if the Holy Court comes out in full force and invades the world, and you still want to be alone in the north, this deity tells you that it is simply a dream. If you have only your identity as a human race, you will inevitably suffer from the Holy Court!"

Thunder Sword Intent poured out from the body of Sword Master Leilian, charging forward in waves, but was swallowed up without a trace after a short while.

Then Sima Annan opened his folding fan with a swipe, raised the corners of his mouth, and spit out a sentence unhurriedly:

"Before my Great Xia was poisoned, you, Baolian Sword, must have died first."

"you!"

"Don't talk about the so-called mutual benefit, offensive and defensive alliance, just as your Majesty said, the foundation of our Great Xia is in the far north, and you probably think that our country has not entered the core of the Central Plains, the land of great mystery, based on this. The ambition and strength of the land."

The words Sima Annan continued to speak became more and more icy, and then he took a step forward. The young but oppressive voice lingered in everyone's ears again:

"You don't have to worry about our country posing a threat to the Lotus Sword Land in the Taixuan Central Plains. This is the first point, and the second point is that once this alliance is established, you don't have any worries.

"How far is the distance between the Northern Territory and the Central Plains of Taixuan? If our Great Xia is really invaded by foreign enemies in the future, you can march slowly and spend all your time on the road.

"But my Great Xia is different, because the Lord of my Great Xia is here!"

Speaking of this, Sima Annan raised the fan, and heavily touched the ground below him, and the high-pitched voice continued to roll out:

"The overhaul of the Holy Court has just been rampant in the old lair of Baolian Sword Land, you are afraid, because you don't know if the Holy Court will send another army.

"Therefore, you urgently need to find a bargaining chip, even if it is comfort in your heart, or even a backstop.

"Maybe just imagine that today His Majesty concluded this offensive and defensive covenant here at Baolian Sword Land, and tomorrow the news will directly spread throughout the entire land of Taixuan.

"At that time, all the forces in the core areas will know that our Daxia has intervened in the disputes in the Central Plains even before the Tianxia Daohui was held, and even stood directly on the opposite side of the Holy Court."

After finishing speaking, Sima Annan flicked the sleeves of his white robe heavily again, and a voice came out with great interest:

"This is undoubtedly a great thing for you. It only needs a piece of paper to tie our country firmly to your boat, but it will make me feel bad for Daxia. hater.

"Actually, to put it bluntly, you have tried every means to join forces, but in the end it is because you are too weak. Compared with the Holy Court, your chances of winning cannot be lower.

"Since my Great Xia was born in the land of Taixuan, I have not been born in the northern border, because if you want to say that you can know too much about us, that is not necessarily true.

"Actually, you don't care how strong I am in Daxia, because most of my strength is always far away in Beihai, and what you need is just a title of offensive and defensive alliance to attract more forces to join and let the Holy Court throw a mouse.

"This young master is right?"

Chapter 1820

Compared with Zhao Yu's euphemism, Sima Annan, who was swinging a folding fan and standing proudly in the sword pavilion outside the lotus platform city, was undoubtedly much sharper in his tongue-to-mouth battle with the four great sword masters.

Hit the nail on the head, you're welcome!

Every word of the Sicheng of the Great Xia Military Aircraft Department was like an extremely sharp blade of a magic weapon, which directly pierced into the hearts of the surrounding sword cultivators, and at the same time shattered the only glory left in the hearts of these sword cultivators.

In the entire Baolian Sword Land, like the female disciple of the Binglian lineage behind Fanxing, there are actually quite a few core disciples who claim to be extraordinary. They are proud and still think that Taixuan Sword Cultivator is the number one power in the entire core land. .

But Sima Annan told them little by little with the facts that the four great sword masters who are the masters of the Qinglian Sword Sect are all afraid, fearing that the Holy Court will make a comeback again, and even use the name of Daxia to conclude this so-called offensive and defensive alliance.

"How could it be so, how could it be so."

With an unbelievable murmur, it came out from the mouth of a sword cultivator outside the sword pavilion, and then the complexions of these Baolian sword land cultivators turned pale, their bodies shook for a while, and even the heart of the sword inside their bodies was shaken. Started to tremble.

"Wake up for the deity!"

An angry shout came from the mouth of Fire Lotus Sword Venerable in the sword pavilion, and then the old man with red beard and hair slowly stood up, waves of red light began to radiate from the whole old body, and at the same time The voice continued:

"Great Xia Human Race, my sect intends to form an alliance, but you and others want to destroy my sword cultivating Dao heart, it is really deceiving!"

"What is the truth, everyone must have their own judgment."

Facing Huolian Jianzun's shouts and roars, Sima Annan's face remained unchanged, and he continued to swing the folding fan, and the unhurried voice came out again:

"Besides, if you are really upright, the Dao heart in the hearts of all sword cultivators will naturally be as strong as a mountain, and it will definitely not be like this. The sword heart is cracked and the soul is shaken. What does this mean?

"This means that the surrounding sword cultivators, including you and other disciples of the Qinglian Sword Sect, have already felt the fear deep in your heart, so they have also started to fear, and fear is the easiest to destroy the heart."

An increasingly passionate voice came out of Sima Annan's mouth, and then he raised his hands, looked around, and slowly uttered a word:

"If you want to dig Daxia's pit, then Daxia will kill you!"

"Boom!"