Chapter 1120

When Lin Feng and others arrived, they didn't see the so-called sword Pavilion. They only saw a huge sword which pierced from the sky and inserted into the earth. It was as if this sword connected the sky and the earth and wanted to break the earth.

This is a huge sword. Standing in front of the huge sword, the crowd felt small, but also vaguely felt the spirit of the sword soaring into the sky. The sword devoured the world.

A sword flash in Lin Feng's eyes. The huge sword is like the illusory scene in his mind. There are some similarities between them. The terrible sword stabs into the earth from the sky and destroys the heaven and earth. Is that image left by the Emperor Wu Tianjian? Or is it the terrifying Kendo power that someone saw from the sword city?

Seeing the sword without sorrow, he stepped forward and showed a cruel and sincere look at the huge sword. Then he raised his hand. The palm of his hand engraved with characters on the sword. All of a sudden, a sharp sword burst out. The crowd seemed to feel that their bodies were going to be split. Many people even didn't know that they were going to take a step back. This diffused sword spirit was too terrible.

"Keng!" A sonorous sound came out, and a beam of light appeared in the center of the huge sword. The terrible sword spirit seemed to cut the earth apart. Then people only saw that the huge sword separated, revealing a sword road!

"Everybody, please!" Jian Wubei made a gesture of invitation to all the people. All of a sudden, the crowd came forward and stepped towards the sword.

"This huge sword is a small world!"

Lin Feng was surprised that the sword Pavilion, the huge sword, represented the sword Pavilion. The light beam in the wasteland was a small world, and the white clouds in the palace were a small world. The huge sword was also a small world. However, at the moment, Lin Feng was still astonished that there would be a small world in the palace. This means that many years ago, the Emperor Wu was born in the palace.

Walking into the giant sword, Lin Feng is still amazed at the magic of the sword. However, the next moment, he is submerged by the world of sword. The whole sword Pavilion is the holy land of sword repair. All the buildings are in the shape of sword. This is a castle of sword. Even every object is the shape of a sword. Whether it is a palace, pavilion or rockery, there is a stream of dead things The meaning of sword power and the way of sword are everywhere.

Lin Feng's heart fluctuates violently, and his sword spirit seems to be coming out of his body. Being called out by the castle of sword, the feeling of long lost sword destroying heaven and earth arises spontaneously again.

At this time, everyone who stepped into the sword Pavilion had different emotions and different feelings, and indulged in this sword world.

"Wu Tian Jian Huang is indeed the first Kendo man in 5000 years. Since Wu Tian Jian Huang, no one can surpass him in kendo." The ancient owl said with emotion that this time, he was not polite words, but from his heart. He respected the powerful Kendo masters 5000 years ago. This small world was made into a world of swords.

"One year of sword cultivation in the sword Pavilion is more than three years in the outside world. With the stronger the strength, the deeper the understanding of the sword is, the longer the span is. It may even be equivalent to ten years or decades!" Sprite Yao also exclaimed. If they said that the celestial palace in the sky was a fairyland of medicinal herbs, it would be a Kendo paradise.

"It's ridiculous that I haven't practiced Kendo for more than ten years, but I still don't get into Jianmen. I'm extremely ashamed!" Jian Wu sighed.

She shook her head slightly: "sword cultivation is different from other martial arts cultivation. In the early stage of cultivation, the sword cultivation needs to stabilize the heart of the sword. The foundation is extremely important. Maybe the power is not too strong. But in the later stage, every breakthrough strength will produce a qualitative leap, which is much larger than the ordinary martial arts breakthrough. The more powerful the sword cultivation is, the more terrifying it is!"

The sword has no sorrow, and he just smiles and walks around with people in the sword Pavilion.

In the middle of the sword Pavilion, there are many people with strong swords.

After half an hour, the sword without sorrow led the people to a quiet place. There was a palace in the distance. Finally, there was no sword shape, but like a sword tomb.

Looking up, the crowd saw two huge characters carved on the palace in the distance, sword tomb!

The sword tomb is the place to bury the sword, and the sword tomb in the sword Pavilion is naturally the place where the emperor of no Heavenly Sword buries his sword!

Under the sword tomb, there are many figures. Seeing those figures, many people's eyes are stagnant, showing a look of surprise, because the lineup there is stronger than that here.

"The dragon is there!" The man of Tianlong Shenbao instantly recognized one of the young people. He was well proportioned, not as tall as the crowd imagined. However, when his eyes looked towards this side, he could not hide the sharpness in his eyes, as if he were a dragon in the human race, with extraordinary dignity.

Tianlong Shenbao's Dragon demon body, dragon Teng, cultivation, tianwu's eight levels!

"Tianwu eight heavy dragon demon body, his combat power is absolutely amazing, even can fight ordinary Zun!" People immediately speculated how powerful Long Teng was.

However, soon, the eyes of the crowd were attracted by others, because the names of those people were also extremely frightening.

One of them, wearing a tight Phoenix suit, outlines the perfect posture incomparably hot, enchanting and plump, as if to enchant people. At the moment, she did not wear a veil, but showed her true face. Her black and bright hair seemed to have a slight dance like life. Her deep and clean star eyes were charming and charming. Her elegant Yao nose, red cherry lips and snow cheek were all around her , crystal clear snow like skin, such as crisp snow, endless charm, so that all things in the world have lost their fragrance.Standing there looking back at everyone, no matter who her eyes fall on, will let that person's mind swing.

This is indeed a demon girl, but it is not a monster demon, but a maddening and fascinating demon.

Many people couldn't take their eyes off for a long time. Unconsciously, they compared the enchantress with Sprite Yao. They believed that the beauty of such a peerless enchantress would never be worse than that of a saint, but her temperament was quite different. However, whether she was enchanting or holy, she was enchanting. Even in terms of impulse, she was even more holy.

Ancient Phoenix body of Qifeng mountain, fairy Phoenix Xuan!

Beside the enchantress, there was another man with a hat on his head and a veil on the edge of the hat, which covered his face. He was one of the watchers who never showed his true face.

The watchman is illusory, and only appears when the watchman is in danger. Even if the watchman is identified, the crowd will never know who the watchman is. Sometimes, the guarded person himself does not know who their watchman is, but as long as they know, they are watched.

Perhaps, the watchman is usually around them, is their close person, is their friend, or is their enemy, all possible.

The sword Pavilion even invited a watchman to come, but I don't know whether this one appeared recently. After all, there are more than one watchman. As for the specific number of people, no one knows, and even some people have speculated that a watchman may watch several people at the same time. In this way, more opportunities will be given until one of the watchmen they are watching is with the other They may even end it with their own hands.

In addition to these three people, there was another person who attracted people's attention. He stood there quietly and had no breath, but gave people an unreal feeling. It was like a dream, as if it could disappear at any time. This feeling was very strange.

Among these people, Lin Feng once met the evil girl. At the moment, he heard some people talking about it. He suddenly realized that this woman was Fengxuan, a fairy on the Fengshan mountain. This time, she showed her true face and possessed the power to reverse the charm of all living beings. She was no weaker than sprite Yao, and each had its own beauty. He once lifted the veil of Sprite Yao. He had seen both of them.

"She went to Kowloon island for a piece of barren stone. I don't know what's so strange about it." Lin Feng said to himself that at that time, only Fengxuan's stone had not been broken. After she got the stone, she left without leaving a trace.

"All of you are here. Let's go to the sword tomb." Jianwubei and others came near and said slowly to the crowd. Then, the door of the sword tomb opened slowly, and a stream of ancient breath came to his face. Along with it, there was also the peerless and sharp sword spirit.

Sword tomb, no land for emperor to bury his sword!

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