Chapter 127 May the young man hold the sword like a spark, and Zhao Huangting take revenge and wipe out the palace with one sword [please vote]

Three peerless first-class swords were hung on the Jianchi Lake. Waves arose on the lake, as if a hurricane was roaring past, creating waves of huge waves!

The majestic sword energy, the terrifying sword intention, and the extremely powerful sword pressure spread out from the three swords, forming a large net.

Like three giant dragons with their heads protruding from the lake, they stared at the Broken Bamboo Sword held by Anle in the middle of the lake.

This scene seemed quite strange, at least to the people on the lakeside, and somewhat incomprehensible.

After all, most people in the world do not know the name of the Bamboo Sword Qingshan. Even the disciples in Jianchi Palace have never heard of the name of this sword.

Only some sword masters of the older generation know how strange this tattered bamboo sword actually is.

But at this moment, when the bamboo sword was about to strike, it actually attracted three top-notch swords in the world, releasing the sword energy and polishing the edge!

What kind of weapons in the world can withstand the polishing of three first-grade swords?

For swords, first-grade swords are already the limit. I have never heard of any treasure-level swords. Even Jianchi Palace, which has been passed down for a long time, has only built first-class swords in the past thousands of years.

Just a sword.

First-grade sword weapons are already rare in the entire human world!

Anle is suspended on Jianchi Lake.

The three sword energies soared into the sky like three dragons, and like three tornadoes, rolling up the water on the Jianchi Lake.

Anle held Qingshan in his hands and felt the pressure was so huge that he didn't even have the strength to move.

Under such pressure, the physical body of the Fifth Realm of Body Forging is as fragile as a piece of stone condensed with sand and gravel, which may break into pieces and be covered with sand when touched.

An Le was extremely calm at this moment, and his mind was concentrated, just like when he first started to practice the path of spiritual practice and learned to enter tranquility.

The sword energy between heaven and earth, the surging lake water, and the sword chant that made the blood freeze, all rang clearly in his ears.

He looked at the Broken Bamboo Sword in his hand. This sword was considered the first sword he held.

The sword is raised high in the green mountains, like a proud green bamboo. Even facing the three best-quality swords in the world, it is still proud and disdainful.

Zhao Huangting brought him to Jinguan City, and the main purpose of coming to Jianchi Palace was to start a battle for Qingshan.

This is one of Zhao Huangting's wishes.

This old imperial uncle who was once famous in the world visited Jianchi Palace four times in search of a bamboo sword to open the sword.

As time goes by, it comes to an end.

The old man passed this sword on to the young man. The young man finally held the sword and stood in the sky above Jianchi Lake, waiting for the sword to be struck.

This may be the last time the old man sees Qingshan Kaifeng.

If another attack fails this time, the old man will never have the chance to watch this broken bamboo sword that has been with him all his life reveal its edge that can shock the world!

Anle let out a breath, and the only sound of his exhalation seemed to be quiet in the surrounding area.

Leading the way for Qingshan...

Then, give it a try.

Anle looked at the three first-grade swords, and a firm look gradually appeared in his eyes.

Slowly turning Qingshan, the tip of the sword pointed downwards. Although every inch of flesh and blood was under pressure, the verses from the Qingshan Ancient Sutra clung to his whole body.

The oppressive feeling gradually disappeared like the breeze.

In full view of the public.

Everyone at the Sword Pond Lake could see the handsome, shirtless young man with flying green hair and golden scriptures intertwined all over his body. He looked like a Buddhist Angry King Kong, holding a bamboo sword, like a god or demon, floating on the lake.

The water in the lake filled with sword energy suddenly rose, supporting the young man holding the sword.

Anle, whose body was covered with ancient scriptures, held the bamboo sword and stamped it down violently.

There seemed to be invisible sword energy exploding.

Stomp again!

The body pressed down, and the lake water supporting the body was pressed to the surface of the lake.

The final third stomp!

The figure and the bamboo sword, like a cannonball, shot straight to the bottom of the Jianchi Lake. With a thud, the lake water exploded into a circle of scattered white waves!

The three suspended first-grade sword energy, Cheng Ying, Long Yuan and Yan returned to their nests, let out brilliant sword chants, and all of them fell into the lake, pulling up three falling white waves, causing a violent explosion sound in an instant!

By the lake, many people couldn't help but make an uproar, and subconsciously took a step forward, wanting to observe the situation in the lake. However, as soon as they took a step, they felt the sharp sword energy sweeping over them.

This made their faces turn red and they couldn't help but retreat.

Because of his excitement, Lu Shisan took a few more steps, and was immediately flushed by the impact of the sword energy. He couldn't help but cough up a mouthful of blood.

The sword energy of three first-level swords was simply not something Lu Shisan could withstand without the protection of Qingshan.

Lu Shisan coughed up blood again after spitting blood in front of the sword bell three times, but he was not worried at all. Instead, he was horrified.

"This sword energy...can Brother An really resist it? He won't be strangled, right?"

Lu Shisan said in horror.

Lu Ziwei, number one on the Dali Kingdom's Star List, also took a step forward, slowly raising her slender white palms towards the aftermath of the sword energy intertwined on the lake.

Qi and blood are surging and intertwined, and the mind is filled with starlight!

But he was still cut by the sword energy, sword marks suddenly appeared on his jade-white palm, and blood oozed out.

She immediately retracted her hand, and under her calm eyes, there was also horror like Lu Shisan's.

"Don't go near Jianchi Lake during the next period of time."

Wang Yansheng, who had created a first-class sword swallow returning to its nest, was now very proud. Seeing Lu Ziwei's movements, he smiled faintly and said.

"You don't have the unique bond between peace and happiness and swords."

"I don't know how many days Qingshan Kaifeng will last. Regardless of success or failure, under the protection of the old sword master at the bottom of Jianchi Lake, nothing will happen to Anle."

"When the dust settles, he will walk out."

"On the Jianchi Lake, the sword energy and sword intent contained in the first-grade sword weapon are surging. This is the best time to gain enlightenment. Don't miss this opportunity."

"If you can understand the sword intention from it, and use this sword intention to cultivate your sword, it will be of great benefit to the sword."

Wang Yansheng said with a smile, the usually grumpy master swordsmith in the world seems to have become a good-tempered old man now.

When Lu Shisan and other disciples of Jianchi Palace heard this, excitement suddenly appeared on their faces. Without any doubt or hesitation, they all crossed their legs around Jianchi Lake, with their own swords on their legs, and practiced with their eyes closed.

Either the mind, or the soul, came out of the body to capture and feel the three sword energies intertwined in the sky above the Sword Lake.

The geniuses on the Star List of Dali Kingdom looked at each other. Those who could be sent to Jianchi Palace to ring the sword bell were all swordsmen practitioners in Dali Kingdom.

The sword energy on Jianchi Lake is naturally good for them.

But even Lu Ziwei was a little hesitant. After all, these three first-grade swords are the benefits of Jianchi Palace. They can ring the sword bells because Jianchi Palace does not restrict the identity of the bell ringer, even if

It's ghost cultivators and evil cultivators from hell. As long as you have the guts, you can ring the bell.

However, the sword energy on Jianchi Lake was a special opportunity, so naturally they did not dare to comprehend it casually.

As the master of Jianchi Palace, Su Muzhe also understood this.

He looked at Wang Yansheng, who had just created the Swallow Returning to the Nest. Now Wang Yansheng's status and status in Jianchi Palace was absolutely at its peak.

After all, as the first legendary swordsmith to forge a first-class sword in thousands of years, he deserves all the respect and celebration he deserves.

Su Muzhe, as the palace master, is definitely not comparable to Wang Yansheng at this moment.

"Let's all understand together. The sword made by the swallow in Jianchi Palace is a matter of congratulations to the palace. As those who have watched the swallow return to the nest and make the sword, this can also be regarded as your fate."

Wang Yansheng smiled and waved his hand, not caring about this.

When Lu Ziwei heard this, she was the first to sit cross-legged, her spirit jumped out, starlight filled her body, and she began to comprehend the sword energy on the lake.

Other practitioners from Dali Kingdom all followed, unwilling to give up this rare opportunity.

As for the young man who fell into the Jianchi Lake, everyone could only watch and wait secretly in their hearts.

Of course, I also wanted to see if the young man could really attack the bamboo sword in his hand that provoked the surge of sword energy from three first-grade swords.

Wang Yansheng smiled and looked expectantly at the slightly turbulent Jianchi Lake, which was shrouded in thick sword energy.

He didn't know whether Anle could attack Qingshan. Wang Yansheng had also studied Qingshan's sword, but as the world's best swordsmith, he couldn't figure out the secret of this sword.

This sword... is too weird, too mysterious.

However, Wang Yansheng knew that if An Le could not lead the way for Qingshan this time...

Cheng Ying, Longque and Yan return to their nests, and three first-grade swords release their sword energy to attack them. Such a card will probably be difficult to come up with again after this time.

The Seven-Star Longyuan appeared because of the birth of Yan Huichao. Unless someone forges a first-grade sword next time, this sword that suppresses the Sword Pool Palace will never be able to reveal its true form again.

As for the Chengying Sword, it is the old sword master's sword. It is extremely difficult to get the old sword master's approval and use the sword for him.

Therefore, such a situation is inevitable.

If the attack still fails...
To be continued...