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Chapter 1156 The Sword of Slaughter

"Don't panic, little brother, we just want to inquire about something."

Seeing Gao Jian's ready-to-go posture, everyone also expressed their understanding. After all the life-and-death fights, the mental pressure is extremely heavy. When seeing so many strangers at first sight, there will definitely be some extreme reactions.

"Brother, this is the ancestral land of Wanjian, you can't fight casually, please stay calm and don't be impatient."

Hearing this, Gao Jian finally breathed a sigh of relief when he looked at everyone's expressions, as long as his identity wasn't exposed.

"What do you want to know?"

Everyone immediately described Leng Shangqing's appearance:

"A disciple of the Sanchen Sword Sect..."

"Probably as tall as me, but not as handsome as me..."

"There are many weapons condensed with sword energy around me..."

Hearing everyone's descriptions, Gao Jian couldn't help feeling that gold would shine everywhere, no matter how low-key a guy like Leng Shangqing was, he was still noticed by others after all.Fortunately, everyone only noticed the strength he showed, not his identity.

"he……"

There are more than 2 people who have entered the Ancestral Land of Thousand Swords. Up to now, nearly a thousand people have passed the test, which means that nearly a thousand unlucky ghosts have been eliminated, and the remaining people are still continuing the elimination battle.

However, it is not ruled out that some unlucky ghosts will draw both rounds, because the stalemate will be judged as a draw if the stalemate reaches a certain level. disuse.In fact, in this case, the most people are eliminated.

The test lasted for more than two months, half of the 2 people have been eliminated, and there are only more than 1 people who are still fighting. In theory, many people should have seen Leng Shangqing, so those people can't wait to ask high sword.

Gao Jian understood Leng Shang's feelings better than anyone else, but he was a bit indifferent by nature. When asked by everyone, he simply said something that didn't hurt or itch, and then found a place to sit cross-legged, digesting the experience he had gained in the battle .

The others were so angry by Gao Jian, but no one in the Wanjianzu land dared to use force rashly, they could only secretly pray in their hearts that they would have a chance to fight each other later.

But Leng Shangqing, in more than two months, he encountered almost all the enemies once, and the number of swords gathered around him also increased from one to thirteen. , were classified into one category, and could not bring new understanding to Leng Shangqing at all.

And as the battle continued, Leng Shangqing began to encounter repeated enemies. When many people saw Leng Shangqing, they all looked like they had seen a ghost. The last time was a qualitative leap. Originally, it was possible to win and lose, but now it was powerless to parry.

Shaking his head silently, Leng Shangqing knew that there was no need to continue fighting, and fighting these people would not bring him any improvement, it was just a waste of time.

Then let's kill as much as we want!

Leng Shangqing can already decide the outcome, and it has influenced the outcome countless times, but one win and one loss cannot kill these enemies, and if you win twice, you will also end the battle and cannot participate in it.The only way to do this is to win one and draw one, and use the rules to eliminate these people.

No one knows that a bloody killing has already been staged. One after another, the strong men in the civilized world of kendo have been obliterated by the rules and cease to exist. Hundreds of people beheaded, thousands of people beheaded...

No.14 swords!
At the moment when thousands of people were beheaded, Leng Shangqing felt the murderous aura all over his body gushing out like water from a dike, and the strong murderous aura condensed into a sharp blade as white as frost.

"Let's call you the Sword of Slaughter, which symbolizes the sword of killing!"

Slaughtering is also a kind of practice, the sword is the weapon of killing, and killing is the most close practice method to the origin of the way of swordsmanship.Therefore, this killing sword is also the fiercest among the fourteen swords, exuding awe-inspiring power all the time, causing other swords to tremble.

"Besides, killing swordsmanship is easy to improve, all you need is to keep killing!"

With the death of one opponent after another, the Slaughtering Sword became clearer and clearer. The other thirteen swords still had a sense of unreality, but the Slaughtering Sword seemed to be real, exuding the aura of slaughtering all living things and all the time. desire.And Leng Shangqing was also surrounded by a murderous aura that was so thick that it couldn't be dispelled.

"Thousands of people beheaded!"

The killing sword trembled again, and the murderous aura in Leng Shangqing's body instantly absorbed into his body. Leng Shangqing's icy eyes instantly softened, and his slightly ferocious face returned to coldness, and he returned to his normal appearance again.

But the Slaughter Sword floating beside him buzzed and trembled violently, and the killing air poured into the sword body from Leng Shangqing's palm holding the sword like a thread, and the Slaughter Sword also changed from being sharp-edged to brilliance and restrained, with a slight frost edge. It was cold, but it was no longer the chill and silence of before.

Finally, the Ancestral Land of Wanjian did not arrange an opponent for Leng Shangqing for a long time, because the last enemy was also cut by Leng Shangqing's sword, and the only one who was still fighting was Leng Shangqing.

"by!"

Because there was no opponent, even if Leng Shangqing did not meet the requirement of two wins, he was still considered qualified by Wan Jianzu.

shuh...

Leng Shangqing appeared in a strange place, and thousands of people gathered around in an instant, a few impatient ones even asked, "Have you seen the Sanchen Sword Sect, Xiongtai..."

But the man held back his words halfway, because he recognized Leng Shangqing, no matter the clothes with the sun, moon and star logo on his body or the sword condensed by his side were the signs of Leng Shangqing.

"He's out!"

For some reason, seeing the appearance of Leng Shangqing, all the strong men in the civilized world of swordsmanship felt as if they were facing a great enemy.On the contrary, Gao Jian, Lin Feng and other players secretly breathed a sigh of relief, they were afraid that Leng Shangqing would be eliminated by accident.

At this moment, the idea of ​​Wanjian Ancestral Land came from everyone's swords again, and everyone passed the test.

"How is it possible? There should be tens of thousands of people who haven't come out yet."

"Will the Ancestral Land of Wanjian be mistaken?"

"Could it be that there is still a time limit, those people who exceed the time will be eliminated?"

"This guy from the Sanchen Sword Sect is really lucky."

Wan Jianzu naturally ignored the commotion of the crowd, but Leng Shang smiled coldly and said, "They won't come out, because they are all dead!"

hiss……

Everyone looked at Leng Shangqing in amazement, and some even couldn't help but take a few steps back, subconsciously avoiding Leng Shangqing.

"What did you say? My junior brother was eliminated? How is it possible? He died? How did he die?"

Leng Shangqing didn't speak, but stretched out his hand, and the killing sword floating beside him immediately jumped into his palm.

shuh...

Sen Bai's murderous aura radiated out around the center of Leng Shang. Wherever the murderous aura passed, everyone felt like they were falling into the ice cellar. It was a kind of chill that penetrated deep into the bone marrow, originating from the trembling deep in the soul.

The sky is covered with snow, the ground is covered with frost, the killing intent is decisive, and the blade is slightly cold!

【Second Update】

(End of this chapter)