The rainbow shines through the sun!

There seemed to be only a glint of sword light left between heaven and earth.

A touch.

The sword light that tears apart the heaven and the earth.

…

The Xuanyuan Dynasty was named after "Xuanyuan", which shows the ambition of the people who founded the country.

In fact, the Xuanyuan Dynasty is indeed the strongest among the nine dynasties in the Tianyuan Secret Realm - no matter how history changes, no matter how the world is ups and downs, the Xuanyuan Dynasty has always maintained a relatively transcendent sense of superiority, just because this dynasty occupies

It has the most vast land in the entire Zhongzhou and the richest resources in the entire Tianyuan Secret Realm, so people who were born in the Xuanyuan Dynasty are also the most proud.

But their arrogance does not come from the vast territory and abundant supplies, but from the enlightenment of this dynasty and the many people with high levels of cultivation.

Probably due to the influence of the emperor, many people in the Xuanyuan Dynasty were generous in righteousness. Everyone wore a sword when going out, and they were quite fond of swords.

Although the people in this world have not mastered the cultivation methods of the Xuanjie natal realm, they firmly believe that the sword that intersects with life can better display their strength in the sword. Therefore, almost everyone in the Xuanyuan Dynasty wears a sword, no matter when they go out.

, whether eating, sleeping, bathing, etc., they never leave their bodies with their swords.

There is even a saying like "A man with a sword is his husband\wife".

The most common saying among the monks of the Xuanyuan Dynasty was "the sword is with the man, but the sword dies and the man dies."

Although they don’t know where their cultivation method came from, their move did secretly merge with the path of Zhongjian of Xuanjie sword cultivators, which also led to the fact that the sword cultivators of the Xuanyuan Dynasty were generally stronger than those of other dynasties.

A few minutes ago. Sword cultivators had such a strong future in the Xuanyuan Dynasty, which naturally made more people willing to take the initiative to practice swordsmanship.

But today.

All the sword cultivators felt palpitations and panic.

On the street, people walking in a hurry suddenly stopped.

They felt a panic for no reason, and the cows and horses even let out pitiful howls.

In the wine shop, the faces of the people who were laughing loudly changed greatly.

The strength of the palm holding the cup suddenly lost control, and the sound of breaking cups and dishes occurred one after another.

In the teahouse, people talking loudly were panicked.

Their throats felt as if someone had suddenly pinched them, and they could not make the slightest sound.

They range from high-ranking officials to peddlers and pawns.

Regardless of their status or level of cultivation, everyone is feeling anxious and uneasy at this time.

Especially for those who are more advanced and refined, the fear and surrender they feel will become clearer.

But the problem is that their fear does not originate from themselves.

But...

The sword that comes from the intersection of their lives!

If we say that before this, no matter how they took good care of the sword, they could only feel that the sword was "sharper than before", which was a slightly ignorant feeling. Normally, even if they spoke love to the sword, they would never feel it.

It is impossible to get any response. But now, no matter who it is, as long as they have a sword whose lives are intertwined, they can feel the joy and excitement derived from the sword, as well as the emotion of surrender and fear.

As a result, many monks seemed to have an illusion in a trance, as if their swords really came to life.

But the next moment, many people screamed and cursed in anger.

because.

Their swords flew away.

Countless swords.

or long.

or short.

or wide.

or narrow.

Or heavy.

Or light.

Suddenly, they all unsheathed themselves, and then turned into a sword light and shot through the air.

Some people with quick hands and quick eyes suddenly stretched out their hands to grab the hilt of the sword the moment the sword unsheathed itself and floated into the air, and forcibly seized the flying sword - just kidding, after all, it has been nurtured by my own life for dozens of years.

Years and hundreds of years of carrying swords, how can you just let them fly away? To know whether they are strong or not, to a large extent, they have to rely on the sword that their lives are intertwined with.

So if you let the sword go, isn't it equivalent to cutting off an arm?

But these people soon paid the price for their actions.

A cold light flashed on the sword.

The sword energy burst out instantly.

The sword cultivators holding the hilt of the sword immediately took the attack from the sword energy.

Drenched with blood.

Those sword cultivators who let go of their sword hilts in pain and let their swords fly away were not so miserable.

The worst thing is those stubborn people who still refuse to let go after suffering the pain.

Because the second burst of sword energy was no longer as simple as causing pain to the sword masters, but with the sudden burst of sword energy, the hands of these sword masters were immediately and completely injured. That was the real

The "bloody mess".

Countless sword cultivators looked at the densely packed flying swords rising into the sky with uncertain faces.

No one knows how many flying swords there are.

The only thing they could see was the flying sword rising from the town, speeding away into the distance at a speed they could not understand.

Along the way, new flying swords continued to join this army of flying swords.

At first, the gathering of these flying swords was just a small stream. Then as more and more flying swords merged into the team, the stream turned into tributaries, and the tributaries turned into rivers, and the rivers became

It turned into a sea current, and finally turned into a surging metal torrent.

One way, two ways, three ways...

Countless torrents gathered together and turned into a vast ocean in an instant.

Then, the vast sea erupted with terrifying power and momentum like a tsunami.

There were countless swords cheering, jumping for joy, and responding.

Respond to their king's call.

Responding to that sentence activated the spirituality of all the sword weapons in this secret realm.

There are words in the mysterious world.

This is dianling, which means: to open spiritual wisdom for dead things.

These swords may not know who helped them unlock this spiritual wisdom, but as the king of hundreds of soldiers and known as a "gentleman", the sword knows what it means to "throw a peach and repay a plum".

So they come together just for one sentence.

The sword comes.

…

"Here comes the sword!"

Su Anran shouted angrily.

A flash of light.

It cuts quickly from east to west.

The swords of Su Anran and Mrs. Little Tu merged into one, and they were indistinguishable from each other, as if they had completely turned into a spiritual light.

A spiritual light with the power of the laws of heaven and earth.

The vast sky was suddenly filled with endless sword energy.

It was as if the sky had completely turned into a barrier of sword energy.

"Here comes the sword."

The little butcher also recited silently in his heart.

She tried her best to cooperate with Su Anran, as if she wanted to completely burn her life, desperately exuding her own aura, will, style, and eternal silence, quietly exuding, and then blending into this completely

The sky formed by condensed sword energy.

At this moment, under this sky, there is only one will left.

The will of the sword.
To be continued...