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The top of the mountain is not very big, but it is only a few feet around, and there are dozens of flying swords scattered in various shapes.

But he knew that this was the strongest flying sword of the Wang family other than the magic weapon of the town clan.

"Want to see my jokes?"

Chen Qingyu smiled in his heart.

Under the eyes of 10,000+ people:

He slowly raised his arm and pointed it into a sword. With a thought in his mind, he aroused the sword soul of the "Nine Prison Heaven Xing Sword".

"Come!"

He opened his mouth lightly and spit out a word.

The voice fell:

Up and down the sword mountain, there was no movement.

"..."

Many Wang's children stared wide-eyed, fell silent for a while, and finally burst into laughter!

"Ha ha ha ha……"

"The number one pride in the ages, it turns out that's nothing more than that!"

"That's right, you obviously don't know the way of swordsmanship, and you're still pretending here?"

"Chen Shaojun is strong, but he is too arrogant! He has no respect for the way of swords!"

"That's right! The flying swords of the ancestors of the Wang family can be attracted by just pretending?"

"If any outsider can draw a flying sword of the highest level, wouldn't my 8-year inheritance of the Wang family become a joke?"

The 10,000+ disciples of the Wang family roared with laughter, feeling that this scene was extremely funny.

"Hey……"

Wang Pojun rested his forehead with his hands and sighed deeply, he couldn't bear to see this picture again.

"Ha ha……"

Above the sea of ​​clouds, the patriarch of the Wang clan smiled fondly, and the smile in his eyes was even wider.

At this moment, he felt that his plan was extremely wise, especially thanks to Chen Shaojun for his perfect cooperation!

"Well……"

On the top of the sword mountain, Chen Qingyu pondered for a moment, his eyes flashed slightly:

"Could it be that the breath of the sword soul is too terrifying, scaring this group of flying swords?"

thought so far;

His mind moved slightly, and he restrained the breath of the sword soul a little bit.

The next moment-

"Boom!"

The mountains trembled, and the land roared!

"Boom!" "Boom!" "Boom!"...

A terrifying sword light erupted from the entire sword mountain!

The densely packed flying swords soared into the sky at this moment, rushing madly towards the top of the mountain, scrambling to be the first!

Five million flying swords moved together, covering the sky and the sun, making the sky and the earth dim!

At this moment, this scene is simply, spectacular! !

Chapter 280 Thank you, On the Sword Mountain:

"Rumble..."

More than five million flying swords all soared into the sky, rushing desperately towards the top of the mountain.

At a glance:

The sky seems to have turned into a deep sea, and the densely packed flying swords have become like swimming fish chasing each other, gathering into a ball and casting huge shadows.

Many flying swords collided and influenced each other, and even condensed into a huge vortex purely made of flying swords!

The sword mountain has become a bare stone mountain, and there is no sword anymore.

"..."

The 10,000+ children of the Wang family stopped laughing abruptly, their bodies froze, their expressions were sluggish, their eyes were filled with shock and horror, and they looked at this scene foolishly.

Their minds were all stunned.

"Keng!"

The smile of the patriarch of the Wang family froze on his face. He pulled out his beard and made a sound of gold and iron colliding, but he didn't realize it. He just stared blankly at the scene on the sword mountain.

"This this……"

There was a terrible wave in his heart, his head was buzzing, and he couldn't recover for a while.

what happened?

what is this? !!

No one could give him an answer.

The many elders and powerful men of the Wang family beside him were also shocked, and they opened their mouths slightly, looking at this scene blankly.

"Ok?"

Wang Pojun sensed something was wrong, put down his hand and looked up, he was stunned:

"Fuck?! This..."

Like everyone else, he was dumbfounded on the spot.

At this moment:

The figure in white stands on the top of the mountain, and many flying swords surge around him, covering the sky and covering the sun, making the sky and the earth dim, making him seem like the center of the sky and the earth.

This scene is destined to be imprinted in the hearts of many members of the Wang clan forever.

But at this moment:

Something that no one expected happened...

Although the densely packed flying swords tried their best to use them towards the top of the mountain, due to the limited space on the top of the mountain, they collided and rubbed against each other, and an internal struggle started.

"Clang!" "Clang!" "Boom!"...

Many flying swords were fighting each other like crazy, colliding with sparks, which looked extremely tragic.

"..."

Many members of the Wang clan, whether they were juniors or high-level powers, watched this scene, and their hearts began to twitch.

Those are all flying swords passed down from generation to generation by their own family!

They never imagined that one day, they would see many flying swords desperately fighting for positions and killing each other.

What about your usual "coldness"?Where did it go?

soon:

In this internal fight, the winner was decided.

Dozens of high-level flying swords burst out with terrifying power, easily suppressing all the other flying swords, occupying the most central position, flying and circling around Chen Qingyu desperately, as if trying their best to show their strength .

Most of the flying swords could only whine a few times unwillingly and helplessly, and flew back to their original places.

However, there are also hundreds of flying swords whose aura is second only to the supreme level, wandering around the periphery of the mountain, refusing to give up, "watching" and waiting for an opportunity;

"Well……"

Chen Qingyu smiled, stroked his chin, and fell silent:

"They are all high-level flying swords, which one should I choose..."

Although he wants everything, these flying swords are definitely willing to follow him.

But for one thing, he was just looking for a carrier for the sword soul, so he didn't need so many flying swords, and taking them back could only be used as a decoration;

Secondly, if these flying swords were really taken in one go, the upper echelons of the Wang family would probably go crazy on the spot.

"This……"

Seeing Chen Qingyu's hesitation, all the members of the Wang clan present gradually became numb.

"Blood loss, blood loss!!"

The patriarch of the Wang clan looked like a mourning concubine, his complexion as dark as the bottom of a pot.

It never occurred to him that what was supposed to be an action to get rid of the heart barrier ended up stealing chickens and losing money and losing money to his grandma's house!

Those are too high-level flying swords, there are not many of them in the first place, each one is the heritage of the Wang family, and today I have to personally give away one!

Not to mention:

Witnessing the scene of Chen Shaojun climbing the mountain, seeing the myths shattered and heart barriers all become wishful thinking.

This wave is all over!

"Ok?"

At this moment, Chen Qingyu's expression on the top of the mountain changed, as if he had sensed something, showing a hint of surprise.

"This breath is..."

He actually felt a vaguely familiar aura!

Next moment:

"Boom..."

The sword mountain is cracked!

The entire thousand-foot-high mountain was separated towards the two sides, and a huge gap was opened!

"boom!"

A brilliant sword light suddenly flew out from the mountain!

In the sword light, there is a golden flying sword that exudes bright golden light and has a boundless aura!

The aura of this golden dharma sword is unbelievably powerful, far surpassing all the flying swords of the highest level, standing out from the crowd!

"Dang!" "Dang!" "Dang!"...

This golden flying sword has just appeared in the world, showing an extremely domineering style. With a sweep, it directly blows away all the flying swords that are too high-level!

"Buzzing..."

Many high-level flying swords screamed and trembled, but they didn't dare to fight with them, shivering in the corner.

Then:

Only then did the golden flying sword stop with satisfaction, and slowly landed in front of Chen Qingyu, making a flattering buzzing sound.

"Oh it's you!"

Chen Qingyu suddenly laughed.

From the performance of this flying sword and the terrifying aura it contains, it is not difficult to judge——

This golden flying sword is the original ancestor of the Liangshan Wang family, the "Liangshan Sword Master" Wang Jue's natal flying sword!

He had fought against Wang Jue in his youth, so he felt a little familiar.

"Good, very good!"

Chen Qingyu nodded in satisfaction.

"Liangshan Sword Saint" Wang Jue, as the supreme overlord who created a holy land, even if his cultivation level cannot reach the realm of a holy king, he is also one of the closest group of people!

no doubt: