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Four hundred and twentieth chapters sword can not

Emperor Xuanyuan's voice exploded throughout the space, making people's ears roar.

His strength is indeed very strong, and he is the strongest person in today's era.

Facing such a great disaster, Founder School doesn’t know how to survive.

"Master, what should I do now!" Fang Han, the head of the Criminal Law Hall, came to Jian Nuo, the current Master, Jian Nuo.

After the previous master of the palace died in battle, the academic institution immediately selected a new master. There is no way, the country cannot be without a king for a day, and the academy cannot be without its own master for a day.

Once such a thing happens, everyone will be in panic all day long.

Jian Wu was always a careless person in Chen Fan's impression. Even though he was the master of the hall at that time, he was still disrespectful to the old man.

But now, his temperament has undergone earth-shaking changes.

The past's elegance completely disappeared, replaced by a deep sorrow and depth. There were too many things in the school. He was busy with everything and couldn't care about his own practice every day, but he still felt that his clone was useless.

The old guy in the past has died in battle, and now he is the only one who can take the lead in this generation.

Jiangu is a gathering place for high-end combat power in the entire institution. As the master of the Sword Hall, it is the most suitable place for him to serve as the master of this institution.

Jian Wu frowned, and he had no choice but to look at the formation that was about to be broken in front of him.

"The formation in front of you was left by the previous seniors, and they said they could withstand the most powerful attack in the world."

After hesitating for a moment, he said something useless.

Perhaps the passage of time has reduced the power of the formation, or perhaps the predecessors said casually just to make the younger generation feel at ease.

Anyway, the formation in front of them was not as powerful as they thought.

Although it has blocked several waves of attacks from Emperor Xuanyuan, the formation is about to be broken today or in recent days.

What should I do?

Jian Wu didn't have an accurate answer in his heart. The strongest person in Jian Gu was seriously injured before, but his injuries have not recovered yet.

If he can take action, he can survive another wave.

However, Emperor Xuanyuan's strength is indeed very strong, so strong that it makes people feel a little desperate.

Even after the current wave of offensives, where is their future path?

The sword cannot know the answer in his heart.

However, as the current head of Founder Academy, he must stick to his responsibilities. Even if a life-and-death battle occurs, he will be the first to die in front.

When he was a teenager, he came to Founder School.

At that time, he was very obsessed with practicing swords, but his whole personality was a bit naughty.

After coming to the Academy, he saw many geniuses. Through constant competition and battles, he became the most powerful genius in the Academy.

Even the previous mansion master had suffered in his hands, and they were a good opponent.

By the time he was thirty, he was already the strongest figure in the youth generation. However, he did not think about leaving the academy. On the contrary, he came to the academy to serve as the elder.

At that time, many halls cried and shouted to ask him to save people, but he still chose the most deserted sword hall because he loved swords.

Whenever he held the sword in both hands, he felt a sense of peace. It seemed that if he held the sword tightly, the world was not that important in front of him, and time and space were also forgotten by him.

Our monks naturally have to be infatuated with the Tao. This is a sentence he likes to say to others very much.

He has also practiced this very well.

Although he always looked disrespectful, his progress in kendo was not vague at all.

It’s just that some people are geniuses in sword practice, while some people are relatively mediocre.

The sword cannot be lucky. His talent in swordsmanship is much better than that of ordinary people. Although it is not as terrifying as Chen Fan, it can be considered excellent.

The accumulation of the past ten years has made him the strongest sword cultivator in this generation. In the end, he became the master of the sword hall.

Even though he doesn't like power much, this position is a recognition of his strength.

It was not until he met the boy in black that he knew what a true genius was.

At the age of eighteen, she arrived at the late stage of the unity of human and swords. When she arrived at this realm, she was almost 60 years old.

When he learned that there was such a powerful swordsman genius, he immediately introduced Chen Fan to the Sword Valley and asked the group of old sword cultivators to go to **.

As it turns out, his idea was very right.

In that short half a year, Chen Fan saw his insights soared, and his entire strength also soared.

It is precisely because of his foundation for that period that Chen Fan is still making rapid progress in the swordsmanship.

The formation in front of me was constantly shattering, and the rumbling sound was very upset.

Jian Wu had already made up his mind and must be the first to rush forward. Even if he could not stop the opponent's pace, Fang Zheng's name could not be defiled by such a guy.

He has been related to swords throughout his life, and even his surname is named with swords.

"Click!"

It seemed that the sound of a broken crystal sounded. After Jian could not hear the sound, his face suddenly changed drastically.

The sound did not come from other places, it was above the formation.

"Hahaha!"

The laughter of the demon god coming to the world sounded, and the figure of Emperor Xuanyuan finally appeared.

"Hidden in this turtle shell for so long, I finally smashed this broken thing. Now see what methods do you have!"

Although he said this with a smile, anyone could hear the rage in his tone.

After being blocked by a formation for such a long time, Emperor Xuanyuan was also a very tempered person, and naturally felt quite uncomfortable.

Jian could not stand in front of him and said nothing.

The disciples behind watched the contemporary mansion master standing in front, and many people were already crying.

Although the Lord of the Mansion is powerful, he is never an opponent of Emperor Xuanyuan. He did this entirely to convey a spirit, and even if he died, he would never surrender.

"You little doll who uses a sword is not my opponent. Get out of here, that old man is my opponent." Emperor Xuanyuan said very domineeringly.

Jian could not slowly open his eyes at this time, his face was filled with evil spirits.

He said with satisfaction.

"If you want to take a step forward, you have to step over my body."

When he said this, the sword energy in the sky suddenly appeared and emitted a dazzling light.
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