Vol 12 Chapter 1181: Ancient sword
Ancient swords!
When I heard these four words, Nie Tian looked a little stiff, and then the eyes could not help but tremble and flash.
He certainly understands the meaning of the ancient swordsman, enough to make any swordsman become fanatic.
There is a sword in the Tianshi Pavilion of the world, among which there are many famous swords and many kendo inheritance.
However, compared with the ancient swords, it is a far cry.
The swordsman left by the ancients, there is a great possibility that there are many martial arts inheritances of the ancient swordsmen, countless ancient swords, and even ancient swords, swords and the like.
No wonder these days, there are so many swordsmen flying around, it turned out that the ancient swordsman was born!
"Where is the ancient sword?" Nie Tian calmed down and looked at Xue Shuangqing with a low gaze, asking indifferently.
"In the wilderness mountains." Xue Shuangqing's voice shivered slightly, but when he realized that Nie Tian had to go to the ancient swordsmanship, he was happy in his heart. Just let him meet Nie Tian again, and he will report the hatred of today!
"The Heavenly Mountains." Nie Tian snorted, he had been to this place, and had been in the Tianshan Mountain and the solitary rebellion, very familiar, it seems necessary to go again.
The sword is now a seven-order spirit, and some of them have been unable to withstand the sword of Nie Tian.
If Nie Tian combines four kinds of swords, coupled with the power of the starry flame, it is very likely to directly destroy the sword.
The sword is created by the heart of the stars. It was hand-cast by Tiangong's first refiner, Tiangong. When the sword was formed, the sky and swords went straight to the nine whistle, shocking the heavens, and it was called the top of the top ten swords in heaven!
Tiangong, he is the teacher of Bai Mingbo, the president of the Association of Refiners, and he is said to have no longer cast a sword after he has created a sword. Even the other swords are rarely cast, because the sword is the most proud of him. The work, there is such a work in life, there is no regret in this life.
The sword is the best, the first of the top ten famous swords, Nie Tianyi can let it stop at the seventh-order spirit!
"There must be a lot of famous swords in the ancient swords, I want to get one, blending in the sword, so that the sword will become a nine-order emperor, even a super-ninth-order artifact!" Heaven said in the heart, the eyes released a strange light.
"This, this adult, can we leave?" At this time, Xue Shuangqing shivered and opened his face, and his face was tight, for fear that Nie Tian would not let them go.
"Go it." Nie Tian waved his hand in a cold, two ants, and he did not look at it.
Xue Shuangqing is best to stop here, don't think about revenge, otherwise the person who regrets must be himself.
Nie Tianlian is not in the eyes of the main battle of the sword valley, and he will be jealous of a small Xue Shuangqing.
"Old buddy, let's go to the Heavenly Mountains first." When Xue Shuangqing's breath completely disappeared, Nie Tian's hand appeared to be a sword, and his mouth raised a gratifying smile.
It’s time for the sword to be perfect, and it’s time to really regain the edge!
Nie Tian wants to trace the truth of the murder that year, either to find the person in the Red Flame Palace, or to find Luo Chen faint and ask him to understand.
Now that Nie Tian’s strength is still too weak, it is impossible to go directly to Luo Chen’s faint.
For now, the best option for him is to start with Shuramen. If you can find the Shura Gate Master or Shura Gate, you may be able to ask something.
Although he could not find the person to repair Shumen, as long as he appeared, the people of Shuramen would find him.
"As long as I just make a little noise, the people who repair the door will naturally appear." Thinking of this, Nie Tian smiled lightly.
At this time, he is not very afraid of the killer of Shuramen. With his current strength, even if he is the Emperor of Heaven, he still has the confidence to escape. After all, the speed of the Meteor Wing is not everyone. Achieved.
Nie Tian walked out of the valley and just wanted to leave, but he noticed that there were two figures in front of him who were walking in no hurry.
A few kilometers away, a middle-aged man and a teenager in his teens walked side by side.
"Senior brother, do we really have the opportunity to enter the ancient swordsmanship?" The boy appeared with a childish voice and seemed very worried.
"Little teacher, are you afraid?" The middle-aged man laughed and laughed with a deep love.
"This ancient sword was born, and it was alarmed too much. I heard that the nine swordsmen and many swordsmen on the list have gone. I am only worried." The young man shook his head slightly and showed his maturity beyond his age.
"Little brother, don't worry, the teacher asked us to go to the wilderness mountain, just to increase our knowledge and look at the strength of other genius swordsmen's kendo. It is also good." The middle-aged man said aloud, but it was a bit stunned.
"Han Ling, Pu Feifan." At this time, the sound of a surprise behind the two people is Nie Tian!
These two figures are not others, it is Han Ling and Pu Feifan.
Nie Tian did not think that she would meet two people here.
"Mr.!" Han Ling turned to see Nie Tian, a look of joy, the same surprise is not small.
"Teacher of Duanmu Road!" Pu Feifan stunned and immediately turned his head away. He obviously had no good feelings for Nie Tian.
"Teacher." Han Ling sees Pu Feifan's reaction and can't help but remind him.
Pu Feifan does not know the true identity of Nie Tian, but also a child, Nie Tian certainly does not mind.
"Han Ling, are you going to Tianshan Mountain?" Nie Tian smiled and asked.
"Yeah." Han Ling nodded slightly, but it looked awkward and said: "The teacher asked us to have a long experience."
The strength of Han Ling is only the Emperor of Heaven, and the realm of Kendo is only the sword. This kind of strength goes to the mountains and there is no chance to enter the ancient swords.
The ancient swordsmanship is a treasure land. Of course, it is impossible for everyone to enter, as long as the talents with strong strength are qualified to enter.
"You have to go to the wilderness mountain?" Pu Feifan stunned and looked at Nie Tian. He felt that the latter's whole body was stronger, and his brow could not help but wrinkle, feeling very strange.
"Yes." Nie Tian smiled lightly, his eyes swept over Pu Feifan, and his eyes flashed a surprise.
When he saw Pu Feifan last time, the latter's strength was only a natural world of the swordsmanship. In just a few months, the strength of Pu Feifan has reached the spiritual realm of the Sixth Sword of Heaven.
Such a horrible strength to improve the speed, Mo Qianxi did receive a good disciple.
If Pufei does not die, after a hundred years, there will be a new peak of kendo in the heavenly domain.
Han Ling’s talent is much worse than that of Pu Feifan. In a few months, he is still in the same place.
"Han Ling, since you are the son of Han Fei, I will let you enter the ancient sword." Nie Tian mouth slightly raised, the heart secretly said.
He knows that Han Ling must very much want to save his father Han Fei, but his strength is too weak. This time, the ancient swordsmanship is an opportunity for his strength improvement.
"Hmmm?" At this time, Nie Tian suddenly found that there was a sword mark on the cheek of Han Ling, and he could not help but look down and asked: "Han Ling, what is the sword mark on your face?"
