.

But he didn't want to retreat.

Sword cultivators are never willing to compromise.

As the strongest swordsman in the world, he not only has to have his own pride, but also has the pride of all the swordsmen in the world. This kind of pride will never make him retreat.

The sword can be broken here, but it must not be flinched here!

This is sword cultivation.

This is the reason why sword cultivators are said to be the most difficult to deal with by monks in the world and the ones they least want to encounter!

So somewhere where no one could see it, the flying swords began to break, and the countless whining sounds of the flying swords were evidence of this.

Those broken flying swords turned into sword energy and dispersed, but they were not wiped out. Instead, they quickly regrouped here and continued to pursue them from behind.

Countless flying swords follow one after another, regardless of life or death.

This scene is very similar to the Daliang frontier army in the past two hundred years. It is impossible for them not to know how big the gap is between themselves and the demon clan, but even if there is such a big gap, no one would think of giving up.

Giving up is the easiest thing in the world.

And persistence is the hardest thing.

The demon emperor had no expression on his face and just took another step forward.

The sky dropped a little lower.

Countless flying swords were broken again, and the master of the Sword Sect turned even paler.

The world's number one swordsman sighed, he should actually have a sword.

It would be nice to have a sword of your own.

At this moment, the sword that belongs to me has not yet come.

It was a bit regretful, but at the same time, the Sword Sect leader was also a bit happy.

He found the meaning of his sword training and felt extremely smooth.

"Mrs. Yang, please lend me the sword!"

Suddenly, the leader of the Sword Sect burst into laughter, "Last time I offered my sword to His Majesty, he didn't lend it to me. This time I offered my sword to the Demon Emperor, so I should borrow it, right?"

The words of the leader of the Sword Sect spread throughout the sea of ​​clouds, and a ray of sword intent carried this voice and suddenly traveled across the state, starting from Yingzhou and heading south, rushing to Huanglongzhou at an extremely fast speed.

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…

From Jianqi Mountain, a sound like thunder rang out.

Madam Yang, the owner of the mountain, was originally in the mood today to forge a flying sword with her own hands. Suddenly, such a voice sounded from the sky. Madam Yang was startled, and then rolled her eyes, "Isn't it amazing to throw a sword at the Demon Emperor?

"

Previously, the master of the Jian Sect was refused to borrow a sword from Jian Qi Mountain. After that, Mrs. Yang actually looked down on the master of the Sword Sect. She even refused to allow the disciples of the Sword Sect to go up the mountain to get swords for this reason. Later, Chen Chao mediated the situation and added the Sword Sect.

The disciple rushed to the north, and he lifted the ban.

Now that the master of the Sword Sect borrowed the sword again, Mrs. Yang remained silent.

"Mountain Master, the flying sword in the mountain is being pulled..."

Soon a Jianqi Mountain disciple came here to report. The Sword Sect Master glanced at him and said, "Let them go. Except for those treasured flying swords, the rest of the flying swords can be left alone."

Mrs. Yang also understands that in this battle, regardless of whether the Sword Sect leader wins or loses, those flying swords are destined to never return.

How could such a battle between strong men end so easily?

"Mountain Master, but then..."

That person still wanted to persuade Mrs. Yang. Although he kept those good flying swords, Jianqi Mountain has stored many flying swords for so many years. All of them must be loaned out now?

"Maybe we can get back 20% to 30%. It doesn't matter. People are still recasting it. If we don't have enough materials, we can ask Daliang and Jianzong for them."

Mrs. Yang waved her hand, and the protective formation of Jianqi Mountain opened, and countless flying swords rose from the ground at this moment.

, cheering and flying to the north!

Mrs. Yang sighed with emotion, "Look, these flying swords have been waiting for his summons for a long time. The person who is the best swordsman in the world has a title that can not only bluff people, but can also bluff swords."

Countless flying swords rise from the ground at this moment, which is a spectacular sight!

Mrs. Yang looked at this scene with a smile, "If you can really kill him one day, I can lend you all my swords."

But the next moment, the mountain master of Jianqi Mountain felt a special aura. He left the place and came to the sword-washing pool of Jianqi Mountain.

The Feijian here is extremely quiet.

He walked past these flying swords stuck in the ground and felt the sound of the swords that was hard to hear clearly.

Finally somewhere, I felt the sword's intention.

It was a flying sword with a rusty blade. It had always been in the most remote corner of the sword washing pool. Surrounded by Mrs. Yang, who knew the origins of every flying sword in Jianqi Mountain, she looked at the flying sword.

, I couldn’t remember for a while, which senior forged it, and which sword cultivator had used it?

He thought for a long time and finally remembered something.

Three hundred years ago, Jianqi Mountain opened a furnace to forge the century-old sword. The swordsmith who first presided over the sword-making was his great-uncle. He was the most talented swordsmith of that generation. Sword-forging

His skills are unparalleled, but he is also famous for not following common sense.

In the past few years, he has forged many special flying swords, some of which were taken away by certain sword cultivators, and some of which have been turned into relics.

The sword for a hundred years was such an important matter that everyone in the Jianqi Mountain was destined to take it seriously at that time. The mountain master at that time strictly ordered the great uncle not to cause trouble, but the great uncle finally had his own idea when casting it and implemented it.

, which led to the casting of a century-old sword into a useless sword.

The casting of a century-old sword is destined to use the best materials, and it even takes a hundred years to collect those materials in Jianqi Mountain.

That failure was tantamount to catastrophe for Jianqi Mountain.

Therefore, the mountain owner was furious and not only punished the great uncle according to the mountain rules, but also personally reopened the furnace and used the remaining materials to forge a new century-old sword.

And that useless sword has been thrown away in the most remote place of the Sword Washing Pool. After so many years, no sword cultivator has ever taken it away.

"What's your name?"

Mrs. Yang looked at the flying sword, frowned, and thought for a long time. When the sword was cast, her uncle was imprisoned, and the others were not in the mood to care about the useless sword, so they did not give it a name.

And coincidentally, when Mrs. Yang was young, she happened to have a good relationship with that great-uncle. They had several chats, and the great-uncle seemed to have told him the name of the flying sword.

Mrs. Yang held the hilt of the useless sword and gently pulled it out before she remembered its name.

"The sky is low?"

Mrs. Yang nodded and said with a smile, "That's right. My uncle-in-law's intention at that time was that once your sword is completed, you will be able to fly swords in the world. Just lower your head."

Just as Mrs. Yang was speaking, the flying sword trembled again.

Mrs. Yang looked at the sword in her hands and asked seriously, "What? Have you found your sword master?"

The flying sword trembled slightly, as if in response.

Mrs. Yang smiled and said, "I see, when he borrowed the sword for the first time, in your opinion, he was just a good swordsman who only did it for himself, so naturally he was not worthy of holding it for you. Now he is different. He has

This is the qualification.”

As she spoke, Mrs. Yang let go of her hand with some reluctance, "After all, it can be regarded as a sword of a hundred years. I am really reluctant to give such a good sword to others."

As Mrs. Yang let go of her hand, the flying sword trembled and flew towards the sky, traveling slowly and far away.

Mrs. Yang raised her head and waved her hand towards the flying sword, "Go ahead. It's been three hundred years since I found my sword master. It's too late, so don't be too late."

As if hearing Madam Yang's words, the flying sword suddenly accelerated and turned into a sword light and disappeared in front of Madam Yang's eyes.

There were tears in Mrs. Yang's eyes, and she laughed and said, "Uncle Master, you are right, you have indeed forged a peerless sword, but those who are qualified to lift it are three hundred years too late!"

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Countless flying swords rushed from Huanglongzhou to Yingzhou.

On that battlefield, the Sword Sect leader's situation was already in danger. The Demon Emperor wanted to leave, and it was difficult for the Sword Sect leader to stop him.

At this moment, flying swords like locusts finally rushed to the battlefield.

The Sword Sect leader took a deep breath, but the next moment, his eyes widened.

Because among the thousands of flying swords, there was a rusty flying sword that came first and came to his side.

After hovering, the flying sword trembled.

The leader of the Sword Sect looked at the flying sword and was startled, then stretched out his hand to hold the hilt.

The sound of flying swords echoed across the sky!

The master of the Sword Sect reached out and brushed the sword, and all the rust on the sword fell off at this moment.

Revealing the snow-white sword blade.
Chapter completed!