Martial Revolt of the Nine Heavens

"Are you the Ye Chenxue with the Moon Spirit Sacred Body?"

A white-haired man with sword-like eyes lit up and said, "There are thirty-six floors in my sword building. I am the owner of the first floor, Bai Yumo. Would you like to worship me as your teacher?"

Ye Chenxue couldn't help but be overjoyed. The thirty-sixth floor of Jianlou was ranked by strength. The landlords of the first floor, Bai Yumo, were one of the strongest in Qingzhou!

She immediately bowed down and said, "Disciple Ye Chenxue, see Master!"

People couldn't help but envy this arrogant girl even more. To be able to worship the master of the first floor master, Ye Chenxue's future must be limitless!

The white-haired man nodded, and was about to speak, when he suddenly shook his body, turned his head, and looked towards Wanjian Mountain with two sword-like eyes.

Li Changfeng also felt it at this time, and said in awe: "The number one position on the sword monument has been replaced again!"

Ye Chenxue, who was in high spirits, heard the words, her body trembled slightly, and she hurriedly lowered her head, so that no one could notice the cold light in her eyes.

"Ye Chen Xue Yue Ling Sacred Body, the talent is amazing, who can replace her first place?"

When the young people on the top of the mountain heard the words, there was an uproar, and there was a lot of discussion.

Several landlords brought Ye Chenxue, walked with Li Changfeng, left the top of the mountain, and came to the sword test monument.

"Hey! Who the hell left this?"

These people looked up at the top of the Sword Test Monument, and saw that above the dozens of swords inserted horizontally, a sword was inserted vertically into the top of the monument, which looked particularly conspicuous!

The sword was inserted vertically on the top of the monument. If you could see the body of the sword hidden in the monument, then the sword pointed to the name directly below it, the name that was originally number one.

- Ye Chenxue!

"Quick, let's see who left this sword?" a landlord said anxiously.

Ye Chenxue kept the sword two-thirds of the height of the sword monument, her appearance was already a monster, and even the owner of the first floor came here in person to accept her as a disciple.

But now, the sword left on the top of the monument is not only above Ye Chenxue, but even in the history of the Sword Tower, it is unprecedented to have the sword on the top of the sword when you first entered the Sword Tower!

Li Changfeng and several landlords flew to the top of the sword monument at the same time, all wanting to see who was left beside the sword.

However, at the top of the stele, there was nothing but the iron sword that sank into the top of the stele.

"Who is this person?" Li Changfeng's scalp was numb, and he said in horror, "He has the talent and strength to stay on the top of the sword monument, but he doesn't leave his name!"

Several landlords were also speechless and looked at each other in dismay.

The few people who stayed at the top of the sword tablet to test the sword are likely to become strong swordsmen in the future. Glory.

The person who left the sword on the top of the monument could have left a legend in the sword tower and became a presence that everyone looked up to, but this person did not leave his name.

Ye Chenxue also came to the top of the sword monument. She looked at the nameless sword on the top of the monument without saying a word, but the coldness and gloom in her eyes became more and more intense.

"Who is it?"

She used all her strength to leave a name on the sword at two-thirds of the height of the sword monument, and won the first place!

But this person kept the top of the sword monument, but did not leave her name, as if she was silently sneering, the number one title she won with all her strength was worthless in front of the other party!

This is unacceptable to the arrogant goddess, who is proud of Mo Que's guidance and control of the Moon Spirit Sacred Body. She has never felt the humiliation of being overwhelmed by others!

"You can stay on the top of the sword monument when you first enter the sword tower, which shows that this person's talent in swordsmanship does not exist even in the history of my sword tower! If I can find this person, my sword tower will definitely be able to produce another top-notch powerhouse. This person!" Bai Yumo, the owner of the first floor, said solemnly, "No matter what, we must find this person!"

"Yes!" Li Changfeng nodded quickly.

Being able to accept Ye Chenxue is already his credit. If he can find this unknown evildoer again, his credit for accepting an apprentice this time will be even greater!

At this time, Mo Que had reached the top of Wanjian Mountain and found a corner to sit down.

"Hey, this is another piece of trash. Although he passed through the sword formation, he was not seriously injured, so his strength is mediocre."

There was sarcasm in the crowd.

Mo Que absorbed more than 200 Sword Qi in the mountain, some of which were too fast to block, and pierced many flesh and blood on his body.

Although those Sword Qi were eventually absorbed by his bones, on the surface, he was also scarred.

When people saw this, they naturally thought it was due to his lack of strength.

"A cripple is a cripple. Although he passed through the sword formation, he almost lost his life!"

Another voice came, but this time it was an acquaintance who spoke, it was Xue Feng who had previously broken his sword by Mo Que.

"Everyone can call me a cripple, but you don't have the qualifications!" Mo Que said coldly.

"You!" Xue Feng's face suddenly covered with a cloud. He was cut off by Mo Que in front of everyone. If Mo Que is a waste, what is he?

"Is this the person who broke your sword?" Beside Xue Feng, a young man said.

This person is extravagant and handsome, and those cold eyes, even more arrogant, are looking at Mo Que.

"Yes, Master!" Xue Feng bowed his head respectfully, gritted his teeth, and admitted unwillingly.

There was a burst of surprise around, Xue Feng's strength is no longer weak, but he is willing to recognize others as the master, who is this young son?

"I recognize that young son, he is the descendant of the Lord of Heavenly Sword City, and his name is Sikong Duanchen!"

"In the younger generation of Qingzhou, this person can be regarded as one of the top few evildoers. This time, among the people who have the highest sword in the sword test monument, he is the evildoer second only to Ye Chenxue. On the monument, ranked second!"

"I heard that Sikong Duanchen is very proud and likes to take some geniuses as slaves and respect them as masters to show his dignity. This time, a few geniuses who came to Jianlou to apprentice were defeated by him and accepted as slaves. , it seems that Xue Feng is one of them!"

Recognizing the identity of the young son, many people subconsciously backed away and distanced themselves, appearing to be in awe of this person.

"Although you don't have vitality, but you can beat Xue Tian, ​​you can be considered a bit of strength!"

Sikong Duanchen was obsessed with everything, and said to Mo Que indifferently: "I give you two choices, one is to kneel down and surrender and respect me as the master, and the other is that I will cut off your limbs and make you a crippled person for the rest of your life."

Hearing this, people couldn't help but cast sympathetic glances at Mo Que.

Being stared at by such monstrous characters, even if Mo Que worships in the Sword Tower, I am afraid that he will not have a good life in the future.

"Respect you as the master? Not to mention that you are only ranked second on the sword test tablet, even Ye Chenxue, who is ranked first, has no such qualifications!" Although Mo Que knew that this person was extraordinary, he did not flinch. plan.

"Although I only ranked second on the sword tablet, I have beaten you a hundred times!"

"You are a cripple with no vitality. I'm afraid it will be difficult to keep a sword on the monument. The nameless people on the monument, in my eyes, are no different from ants, and dare to shout in front of me?"

In Sikong Duanchen's eyes, a strong anger suddenly poured out, as if he remembered something that made him very angry.