MTL - The Spirit of God Million Domain-Chapter 392 Jianxin (three more votes)

Chapter 392 Jianxin (three more votes)

"Hey, he really broke through the five hundred layers of the thousand sword building."

"If this child can come out of Qianjianlou, there must be a place in the southern continent."

"This kind of kendo talent will become a sword statue in the future. Even if it is a breakthrough in the sword, it is possible."

"I don't know what identity this person has. If you know it, we can also go ahead and have a good relationship with his power."

As the top of the Qianjian domain, the fast sword spirit and other people have already seen the genius of the genius, but they are the first to see the genius of the 500-story building.

In the thousands of years of Qianjianlou, there is only one sword genius in the thousands of swords, breaking through the 450 layers of the Qianjian Building.

Later, this person became a generation of swordsmen in the southern continent. His swordsmanship was exquisite, and he founded the top power of the southern continent.

The strong man is the owner of the sword court. He is known as the sword of the sword. Because of his attack, there are 100 swords at any time and place.

Oh!

At the moment when Yao Kyushu broke through the 500-story building, a middle-aged man in a Chinese costume descended from the sky, and he walked down in a horrible manner.

Around his body, like a hundred swords constantly surrounded, his eyes stared at the Qianjianlou in front of him, with expectations on his face, and his coming out immediately caused a sensation.

The vast majority of the thousands of swords are sword repairs, and they will not know the Chinese clothing in front of the middle age, that is the legendary spirit of the entire southern continent, the hundred swords spirit respect.

"Hundreds of swordsmanship actually appeared here, what does he want to do?" There are questions in the minds of countless people. They don’t know the top powers of the southern continent like the Baijian Lingzun, and the dragons are not seen at the end, but they appear in the thousand. What is the so-called sword building?

"A very good swordsmanship talent, what is your name?" The sound of Baijian Lingzun is filled, and many people look at the Qianjian Building, the handsome and determined young man.

I saw that in the young man's hand, the golden long sword exudes a golden light, and the young man feels the question of the hundred swords, and frowns slightly.

"The younger generation is in Kyushu!" In the face of the question of the hundred swords, Zunzhou is not humble, and his eyes are on the sword, and some are just respect for the strong, not like other people. Worship.

Yao Kyushu only worships one person in his life, that is his master, the tyrant!

"Yao Kyushu?" Baijian Lingzun whispered, and then smiled at Yao Kyushu. He felt that Yao Kyushu was very interested in his character. Those who practice swordsmanship need this spirit that is not humble, brave, and fearless. , smiled and said: "I am the top spiritual elite in the southern continent, known as the hundred swords spirit."

"I am the first-class force in the southern continent, the owner of the sword court. I am looking for a descendant, or a heir. Can you be a disciple of my sword?"

Oh...

The scene was awkward, and many people faintly guessed the meaning of the hundred swords, but did not expect that Bai Jianling respected the faces of so many people and wanted to show off Kyushu as a disciple.

Yao Kyushu heard the words, there was no joy on his face, but there was some sadness in his look. He felt that he was really liked by the swords outside the Qianjian Building.

However, he only had one master in his life, and he did not report the great hatred. He would not worship the second person as a master in his life, unless one day he would destroy the dark temple.

Yao Kyushu turned around and sighed at the place where Bai Jian Ling Zun was. He looked calm and calmed down. The Tu Tian Jin Long Jian in his hand gave off golden light.

"Thank you for the good intentions of the predecessors, but the younger generation has already had Master. The birth and death of Master is unknown. In this life and in this life, if I can't report my great hatred, I will not worship others."

The sound of Yao Kyushu sounds through the thousand swords, and in the Qianjian Building, countless swordsmanship geniuses are all angry and screaming, and Baijian Lingzun is personally rejected.

Throughout the southern continent, who else’s swordsmanship can transcend the spirit of the sword, and once he becomes a disciple of the sword, it is the minority of the sword, what status and identity, the guy actually refused, they feel Yao Kyushu really It’s too mad, I don’t know what it is.

"amount!"

Bai Jian Ling Zun heard the words, suddenly a little worried, he has been in the southern continent for a lifetime, for more than 100 years, he was rejected for the first time, and the idea of ​​being the first to be born was rejected.

However, he could hear that Yao Kyushu in the Qianjian Building did not disrespect him, but his heart was obsessed, or in the heart of Yao Kyushu, his master was stronger than himself.

Bai Jian Ling is extremely proud. He used a hundred years to achieve the current peak and respect, created the Jiange, and screamed in the southern continent. This is the first time he felt defeated.

"Hahaha, I don't think you are also a temper. I am very curious about who your master is. Isn't he better at swordsmanship than I am?" Baijian Lingzun believes that the entire southern continent, except those old antiques The strong, otherwise able to surpass him in the sword, there are really no two hands.

Yao Kyushu looked at the sky with his eyes open, and his firm momentum broke out. He said: "My master is the Tianhua domain, the master of the tyrants, known as the tyrant!"

"Ha ha ha ... the tyrants of the Emperor... This Yaozhou will not come from which low-level domain group? Even for the Emperor, give up the intention of the swordsmanship?" Around the entire Qianjian Building, countless The man made a big laugh, only standing in the sky, he did not laugh.

Also, not far from the attic's fast sword spirit, these people did not laugh.

"You turned out to be the disciple of that guy. You know, eight years ago, the male tyrants were completely destroyed, and the tyrants were arrogant and dying."

"And, I advise you to dispel the idea of ​​revenge. You worship me as a teacher. I may be able to ask for you, cheeky to the Dark Temple, paying some price, and keeping you alive, how?"

Bai Jianling’s face is also dignified, and he is very aware of the horror of the Dark Temple.

Do not look at the entire southern continent, the sword he founded can also be sheltered by first-class forces.

However, it really attracts the dark temple. The other party only needs one person, and it will be able to destroy the sword court in an instant. This is the essence of the ancient powers of the dark temple.

"Hey, who is the master of the tyrants, why do I feel the spirit of the sword, as if I have some respect for the tyrants?" Some people looked at the expression of the sword and the words of the sword, and some curiosity.

"What do you know? The tyrants are really awkward. He may not be a generation of strong, but he is the youngest of the eight continents in the entire southern continent."

"At the age of forty, the people broke through the eight-skilled refiner, and at one time they were sealed as the entire southern continent. The youngest and most talented, the most likely to become the genius of the nine masters."

"It’s a pity that it is said that the tyrants of the tyrants provoked the dark hall, were killed, and smothered themselves. The genius of a generation of geniuses fell like this."

A slightly older Linghuang, speaking to the ridiculous youths around him.

The ridicules on the faces of the young people disappeared, and the eight masters respected the teacher, and they were only forty years old. If they were not dead, I am afraid that there is a chance to become a nine-level emperor.

"No wonder, such a sword genius, but so respectful to his master, it is no wonder that Bai Jian Ling Zun also retains dignity against the tyrants. We just laughed at such genius, it is sad and ridiculous." Some young talents in Qian Jianyu I feel self-conscious.

Most of them are now in their 40s and 50s, but they still stay in the realm of low-level emperors. What qualifications are there to ridicule the tyrants?

Even if people have already died, they have cultivated such a terrible disciple. As long as Yao Kyushu comes out from Qianjianlou, the future achievements will be limitless.

"Just, the Dark Temple is afraid that it will not easily let Yao Kyushu grow up, unless Yao Kyushu has been huddled in the Qianjian Building for a lifetime." Some people secretly worried about Yao Kyushu.

The Temple of Darkness is the top power of the entire spiritual godland, and it is also the innocent hegemon of the entire southern continent. It is said that the temple of the Dark Temple is most likely the strongest of the Emperor.

"Ha ha ha ha..." Yao Kyushu listened to the words of the hundred swords and spirits, and suddenly laughed up in the sky. The body was like a thousand swords screaming. He looked up and stared at the sky of the thousand swords, one word and one word: " Seniors, if I am Yao Kyushu, go with you today and compromise in the Dark Hall, then what sword do I still have?"

"My Master told me that people in this life, as long as they are alive, have a sigh of relief, then they can't give up, can't compromise, and the narrow road meets the brave."

"As a swordsman, Kendo warrior, I have to use my sword to smash all my enemies. Master has trained me for twenty-eight years. If I can't take revenge, I will live as a tortoise in the future."

"What is the use? Why?"

"The swordsman, who is innocent in the sky, is innocent to the ground, but more innocent."

The sound of Yao Kyushu, which resounded through the entire Qianjian Building, resounded through the thousands of swords and resounded the hearts of billions of people in the thousands of swords, and they all felt that they were full of blood.

"I, Yao Kyushu, into the Jianlou, set a vow, do not break the thousand swords, do not leave." Yao Kyushu looked at the hundred swords spirit, the words turned, said: "I, Yao Kyushu, made a vow, this life is not Kill the enemy, how to stand up!"

The words of Yao Kyushu make countless spiritual respects, the peaks of the emperor, and the swords are self-defeating.

They have trembling innumerable hearts. Perhaps they have been trapped in their own realm for the rest of their lives. It is they who dare not let go of everything. They do not have the courage to move forward.

"Oh, I can't think of your young age, even condensing the sword heart, these swordsmanship talents, maybe it is possible to collide with the dark hall in the future." Bai Jian Ling Zun also felt shocked, he stared at the body around Jiuzhou, He did not think how old the Yao Kyushu was, and even condensed the sword heart.

He even gave birth to an expectation, that is, when Yao Kyushu broke through the Qianjian Building, what kind of storm would happen in the southern continent.

"You are with your heart, the sword is with you, very good!" Baijian Lingzun took a deep look at Kyushu, a token flew into the thousand sword building, turned and left, leaving a voice: "When do you want to I want to worship me as a teacher and say a word to the token. I am a little bit of a master, waiting for you for fifty years."

(End of this chapter)