V2.Chapter 108

Now the sword of defeat is buried deep in the Aojian Villa, trapped in the ancient bronze coffin in the sword mound, but its sword soul coincidentally wandered on the desert, and was finally cast into another legendary desert weapon:

Xiaolong wins the golden knife!

That's why Liu Hao sent Liu Suifeng to sweep across the desert, just to get the sword soul of the sword of defeat.

The combination of the four fierce soldiers can break the seal of the supreme evil soldier and the great evil king.

Once this soldier is completed, it is unpredictable, and thousands of soldiers bow their heads.

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After the help of power merged with the Tianxiahui, the world was not calm for a long time, and Baijian Villa released another explosive news, which caused shocks in the world.

"The number one peerless sword in the world is about to be born in the Sword Blessing Villa. A sword discussion conference will be held in the Sword Blessing Villa, and heroes from all over the world will be invited to come and discuss this sword. Whoever has a destiny will be the master of the peerless sword!! !"

As soon as this news came out, it immediately caused an uproar in the Jianghu.

There is a very famous saying in Jianghu that there are ten famous swords in the world, and eight of them come from Baijian Villa.

Baijian Villa is famous for its sword.

As a family of martial arts that has stood in the rivers and lakes for hundreds of years, the ancestors of the proud family have emerged in large numbers, and they have shocked the martial arts in the Central Plains.

And in the Central Plains Wulin, there are more than tens of millions of people who use swords?

But for all famous swordsmen, who doesn't want a peerless sword?

Therefore, since the news of Sword Worship Villa was released, swordsmen from all over the world put down all their affairs and went straight to Sword Worship Villa.

Wouldn't it be great if one could obtain this peerless sword by chance and shock the martial arts world with it?

Just when the situation in the world was turbulent, a handsome young man in a purple brocade robe floated to Baijian Villa with a few entourages.

"As expected of a family of martial arts that has stood for a hundred years, it is indeed magnificent!"

Liu Hao stood with his hands behind his back, observing the entire layout of the Sword Worship Villa with the Qi Wang technique.

At this time, the dim Ming Dynasty had just been destroyed, and the habits of the martial arts hadn't changed for a while. The Sword Worship Villa covers a vast area, with thousands of sword servants. On every step of the mountain gate, there is a sword servant with a sword in his hand to welcome guests. Seeing off guests, talking about ostentation, is not inferior to the great sects in the Jianghu.

Especially at the back of the mountain, there are faintly two fierce and violent black-purple sword qi, rushing like pillars, directly shooting at the bullfighting occasion.

The Sword Worship Villa has not been this lively for many years. There is an endless stream of high-ranking people coming and going, and most of them are swordsmen with high-spirited swords.

The eyeballs of Duanlang who followed on this trip rolled around, and he said in a low voice: "Your Majesty...Your Majesty, since you have such a divine sword, it should belong to you. Do you want your subordinates to lead someone into the villa, take it first and then talk about it? In order to avoid too many people, what will happen when the time comes?"

Jue Xin also bowed and said, "Young Master, turn your hands into clouds and your hands into rain. To destroy this Sword Worship Villa is just a matter of one sentence. The subordinates are willing to destroy the Sword Worship Villa for you, and take the peerless sword!"

In front of the divine weapon and heavy treasure, the jackals, tigers and leopards had already had evil thoughts.

Liu Hao smiled slightly, and said: "The affairs of the rivers and lakes are naturally the affairs of the rivers and lakes. This time there are other arrangements. You just need to obey orders."

"As ordered."

Duanlang and Juexin naturally didn't dare to say much, and retreated separately, but they had different thoughts in their hearts.

Although they worked under Liu Hao's command, these two best in the world did not dare to just dormant in their hearts.

What Duanlang was thinking about was how to become famous at the Sword Discussion Conference, but Juexin was thinking about how to endure dormancy and learn the world-shocking magic skills from Liu Hao.

Liu Hao knew what the two were thinking, so he didn't point it out, and led the two towards the village.

Straight up to the mountain gate, there is an open square. The square is full of sword servants from the Sword Worship Villa, each carrying a long sword on their back.

Just walking to the square of the villa, there was a sea of ​​people, and everyone looked up at the high platform built in the middle.

Standing on the stage was a young gentleman, dressed in brocade robes and long golden hair, he could be called handsome, but there was an indescribable arrogance between his eyebrows and eyes, as if he didn't think of the heroes of the world.

"Young Master Aotian, I waited for the Blood Sword Castle to come from the north just to worship the sword meeting at the Sword Villa. Why hasn't it started yet?"

In the crowd, a middle-aged man in blood yelled in a deep voice.

There was a lot of discussion in the audience, and there were many people with mixed eyes. Some people have already recognized that this is the blood-clothed swordsman who is one of the top three swordsmen in the northern martial arts. His swordsmanship is fierce and ruthless.

Aotian raised his head and smiled and said: "Three days later, a peerless sword will be born, and the sword discussion meeting will be held on that day. If you have any objections, you can go back home and never stay longer."

"Your dead father doesn't dare to talk to me like this, so dare you, junior!"

The blood-clothed swordsman was furious, and the long sword at his waist was unsheathed, with killing intent.

He is a swordsman who has been famous for several years. On weekdays, he used his sword to run wild in the rivers and lakes, killing people with his sword every now and then.

A bloody sword light burst out, straight for Aotian's throat.

At this moment, on the high platform, there was a burst of crimson sword energy, colliding with the sword light of the blood-clothed swordsman, and the blood-clothed sword broke in response to the sound, and the blood-clothed swordsman fell from the sky like a bird with broken wings .

Aotian flicked his sleeves, as if he had done an insignificant thing, and said with a sneer: "Who has the same objection as this blood-clothed senior?"

Everyone in the audience was in an uproar.

It's no wonder that this Aotian is so domineering, he can shoot a sword with his fingers, the sword energy is overwhelming, and it is impossible to guard against.

This blood-clothed swordsman had more than enough murderous aura but was not flexible enough. He died under the sword, and was immediately carried down by the sword servants of Worship Sword Villa.

Although this kind of method of killing chickens and monkeys is a little immature and cold, the martial arts heroes on the field are much quieter.

Liu Hao smiled, but heard someone whispering beside him: "Hey! Such a broken pulse sword energy, no wonder this orphan and widow can also sit firmly in the family business of Sword Villa, it turns out that it is the old man Sword Demon, I'm supporting Sword Worship Villa!"

Liu Hao was quite curious in his heart, and his eyes shifted.

The person who spoke was a slender old man, wearing a red robe, with a small beard, his eyes narrowed slightly, and from time to time, a captivating light burst out.

"Do you recognize the Pulse Broken Sword Qi?"

Liu Hao walked up to the old man in Zhu Pao, and smiled calmly, which surprised him a lot. ....