Above the Sword Mountain:
Rumble
More than five million flying swords rose into the air simultaneously, surging desperately towards the mountaintop.
At a glance:
The sky seemed to have transformed into a deep sea, and the countless flying swords, like fish chasing each other, converged into a single mass, casting an enormous shadow.
Numerous flying swords collided and influenced each other, even coalescing into a massive vortex composed entirely of flying swords!
Sword Mountain has become a barren, rocky mountain, devoid of any swords.
The laughter of hundreds of thousands of the Wang Clan family members abruptly ceased. They froze, their expressions blank, their eyes filled with shock and horror, staring dumbfounded at the scene.
Their minds went completely blank.
Clang!
The Wang Clan clan chief's smile froze on his face. He plucked out his beard, making a clanging sound like metal striking metal, but he was completely unaware of it, staring blankly at the scene on Sword Mountain.
This, this
A storm raged within him, his head buzzed, and he was unable to come to his senses for a while.
what happened?
What's this?!
No one could give him the answer.
The many elders and powerful figures of the Wang Clan beside him were also shocked, their mouths slightly agape as they stared blankly at the scene.
Um?
Wang Pojun sensed something was wrong, lowered his hand, looked up, and was immediately dumbfounded:
Holy crap?! This
Like everyone else, he was stunned on the spot.
At this moment:
A figure in white stood atop the mountain peak, surrounded by numerous flying swords that surged and blotted out the sky, dimming the heavens and earth and making him seem like the center of this world.
This scene is destined to be forever etched in the hearts of many members of the Wang Clan clan.
But at this moment:
Something unexpected happened.
The countless flying swords, though all desperately trying to reach the mountaintop, were colliding and rubbing against each other due to the limited space at the summit, and thus began to fight amongst themselves.
Clang! Clang! Boom!
Numerous flying swords clashed and fought each other like madmen, sparks flying as they collided, creating an exceptionally brutal scene.
Many members of the Wang Clan clan, whether junior members or high-ranking figures, felt their hearts clench as they watched this scene.
Those are all flying swords passed down through generations in their own family!
They never imagined that one day they would witness so many flying swords fighting desperately for position and killing each other.
Where did your usual aloofness go?
soon:
This internal power struggle has already determined the winner.
Dozens of Supreme-level flying swords unleashed terrifying power, easily suppressing all the other flying swords and occupying the most central position. They frantically flew and circled around Chen Qingyu, seemingly trying their best to demonstrate their strength.
Most of the flying swords could only let out a few reluctant and helpless cries before flying back to where they were.
However, there were also hundreds of flying swords whose aura was second only to the Supreme level, lingering around the outer edge of the mountaintop, unwilling to give up and waiting for an opportunity to strike;
Hmm
Chen Qingyu smiled, stroked his chin, and remained silent in thought:
These are all top-tier flying swords, which one should I choose?
Even if he wants them all, these flying swords will surely be willing to follow him.
However, firstly, he only needed to find a vessel for the sword spirit, so he didn't need that many flying swords; they would only be decorations if he took them back.
Secondly, if all these flying swords were wiped out in one fell swoop, the upper echelons of the Wang Clan would probably go crazy on the spot.
this
Seeing Chen Qingyu's hesitant expression, all the Wang Clan clan members present gradually Central Capital numb.
Huge losses, huge losses!!
The Wang Clan patriarch was as if he had lost his parents; his face was as black as the bottom of a pot.
He never expected that what was supposed to be an action to break through mental barriers would end up backfiring and causing him to lose money!
Those are top-tier flying swords, and there aren't many of them to begin with. Each one represents the Wang Clan's wealth and resources, and today they're actually giving one away personally!
Not to mention:
Having witnessed Chen Shaojun's mountain climbing, all thoughts of watching myths crumble and overcoming mental barriers became mere wishful thinking.
This wave has completely ruined us!
Um?
Just then, Chen Qingyu on the mountaintop changed his expression, as if he had sensed something, and showed a hint of surprise.
This aura is
He actually sensed a faint, somewhat familiar aura!
The next moment:
Boom
The Sword Mountain cracked!
The entire mountain, thousands of feet high, split open to both sides, creating a huge crack!
boom!
A dazzling sword light suddenly shot out from the mountain!
Within that sword light was a golden flying sword radiating dazzling golden light and possessing boundless aura!
The aura of this golden magic sword was incredibly strong, far surpassing all other supreme-level flying swords, standing out from the crowd!
Clang! Clang! Clang!
This golden flying sword, having just appeared in the world, immediately displayed an incomparably domineering style. With a single sweep, it directly sent all the Supreme-level flying swords flying!
Buzzing
Numerous supreme-level flying swords trembled and cried out in anguish, not daring to contend with it, cowering in a corner and shivering.
Then:
The golden flying sword finally withdrew, satisfied, and slowly landed in front of Chen Qingyu, emitting a flattering buzzing sound.
So it was you!
Chen Qingyu immediately burst out laughing.
Judging from the performance of this flying sword and the terrifying aura it contains, it is not difficult to judge
This golden flying sword is the natal flying sword of Wang Jue, the first ancestor of the Liangshan Wang Clan Liangshan Sword Saint Wang Jue!
He had fought against Wang Jue in his youth, which is why he felt a sense of familiarity.
Not bad, very good!
Chen Qingyu nodded with satisfaction.
Wang Jue, the Liangshan Sword Saint, is a supreme overlord who created a holy land. Although his cultivation level has not yet reached the Saint King Realm, he is one of the closest to it!
Without a doubt:
Throughout the hundreds of thousands of years of history of the Desolate Continent, the Heavenly Sword Saint King's natal flying sword must be the number one divine sword;
Secondly, there is the natal flying sword of Wang Jue, the Liangshan Sword Saint, which is second to none throughout history!
Second to none in history, that's a bit of a letdown for me, but it's barely acceptable.
Chen Qingyu reached out and grasped the pale gold hilt of the sword.
A yearning aura emanated from the flying sword, instantly making him understand.
It is obvious:
The reason why Wang Jue's natal flying sword was willing to follow him was because it saw a more powerful swordsmanship and a more promising path!
Pursuing greater strength is always the original aspiration of a sword cultivator.
Even after 80,000 years, it has never faded.
The elders of the Wang Clan.
He gripped the golden flying sword, brandished it a few times, raised his head slightly, and smiled as he spoke:
I'm quite satisfied with this flying sword, so I'll accept it.
Thank you.
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