Chapter 2522: Recognize the Lord
boom!
The cracks in the spider web continued to expand, and finally the restriction was broken directly by the Holy Spirit Sword.
call out!
After breaking through this restriction, the Holy Spirit Sword emitted a crisp sword sound. The sword body turned into silver light and instantly penetrated the void. Like those thousands of swords, it went directly towards the phantom of the divine dragon in the void.
This scene made many sword cultivators around look shocked.
In that secret room, Jiang Xuan also saw the scene of Wan Jian coming to court, and he also saw the Holy Spirit Sword.
"This Holy Spirit Sword..."
Jiang Xuan frowned, and then he waved towards the Holy Spirit Sword. This wave was just a subconscious move on his part, but what he didn't expect was that with his wave, the Holy Spirit Sword cheered and moved directly towards him. Come, and soon it was floating in front of him very well.
This gesture is like a child seeing his elders.
"It seems that the dragon sword on his body made him feel something!"
Jiang Xuan smiled slightly.
Then, Jiang Xuan slowly stretched out his hand and grasped the hilt of the Holy Spirit Sword. The Holy Spirit Sword did not resist at all, but was very excited. Finally, Jiang Xuan began to drip blood to recognize its master.
The process of recognizing the Lord was very smooth.
In just a short moment, the recognition of the master was completed, and Jiang Xuan had suddenly become the master of the No. 1 spiritual soldier in Beilan Province.
"Isn't this too simple?"
Jiang Xuan said in surprise.
However, Jiang Xuan also understood that this Holy Spirit Sword was probably aimed at the Divine Dragon Sword on his body.
Shaking his head, Jiang Xuan didn't think much. He waved his hand and the giant dragon behind him immediately dissipated, and the thousands of spiritual soldiers suspended in the air also retreated.
But the entire Wanjian Mountain fell into silence.
The many sword cultivators in the mountain all had a look of horror in their eyes, and their hearts could not calm down for a long time. At this time, everyone had their eyes firmly fixed on that stone room.
Everyone is curious about what kind of monster the warrior who caused everything just now is.
Under the gaze of everyone, the door of the stone chamber was suddenly opened, and then a figure in black slowly stepped out.
This man was dressed in white and had a long sword on his back. He also held a silver long sword in his hand. Everyone present knew the silver long sword. It was the Holy Spirit Sword.
However, in the eyes of everyone, the Holy Spirit Sword, which is regarded as a peerless spiritual weapon, is very well-behaved and calm in the hands of this person.
He took steps step by step, his steps were steady, and every step was so sonorous and powerful.
He didn't stop until he reached the Kung Fu Sword Cultivators.
"Sure enough, Holy Spirit Sword, and he has already recognized him as his master."
These sword cultivators were all staring closely at Jiang Xuan
.
Since the death of the Holy Spirit Sword Lord, no one has been able to master the Holy Spirit Sword. It has been in the Ten Thousand Swords Mountain for thousands of years. Many sword cultivators once tried to conquer the Holy Spirit Sword, but in the end they all ended up with it. ended in failure.
Like Lin Jin, Chao tried to conquer the Holy Spirit Sword more than once, but he never succeeded.
Now, this Holy Spirit Sword also has a new owner, but this owner... The aura exuding from Jiang Xuan's body cannot be concealed under the gaze of the sword cultivators present. It is obviously the aura of the first-level Supreme Emperor.
"The first level of the Supreme Emperor!"
"He turned out to be just a high-ranking emperor of the first level!"
"The person who took the initiative to send the Holy Spirit Sword to his door to recognize him as his master is actually only at the first level of the Supreme Emperor!"
These sword cultivators felt very unhappy. Many strong men looked at Jiang Xuan with a hint of jealousy.
That's right, and Jiang Xuan also noticed this jealousy.
"I don't know whether it is a disaster or a blessing to conquer this Holy Spirit Sword!"
Jiang Xuan looked at the Holy Spirit Sword in his hand and sighed.
This is indeed a big trouble.
The Holy Spirit Sword, as the number one swordsman in Beilan Prefecture, there are not tens of thousands but thousands of people who covet it?
Not to mention anything else, just these sword cultivators in front of me are all eager to get it, but they just don't have the ability. But now, in front of so many sword cultivators, the Holy Spirit Sword recognizes Jiang Xuan as its master.
How could these sword cultivators not be jealous?
"The strongest among these people is the Supreme Supreme Emperor. This poses no threat to me now."
"There is only one person who really poses a huge threat to me right now."
Jiang Xuan's eyes were cold and he looked directly at Lin Jin at this moment.
Lin Jin stood in the void, still looking aloof,
At this time, he looked down at Jiang Xuan. Although his eyes were dull, Jiang Xuan could still feel the killing intent in his eyes.
"Sure enough." Jiang Xuan smiled coldly, but he was not surprised at all.
Lin Jin suppressed the Holy Spirit Sword for thousands of years. Even though during these thousands of years, every time the Hundred-Year Holy Spirit Sword was restless, he would hold a grand meeting. This seemed to be a generous act of kindness, but in fact, in his heart, Lin Jin He has long regarded the Holy Spirit Sword as his own.
Now that the Holy Spirit Sword recognizes Jiang Xuan as its master, it is strange that Lin Jin does not want to kill him.
"I originally wanted to wait for some time until my strength improves a bit before facing him, but now it seems that I have to move forward."
Jiang Xuan secretly said.
Lin Jin is a traitor to the Holy Spirit Sword Master's lineage!
The decline of the Holy Spirit Sword Master's lineage is inseparable from Lin Jin. As the inheritor of the Holy Spirit Sword Master, Jiang Xuan naturally has to clean up the family for the Holy Spirit Sword Master. boom!
The cracks in the spider web continued to expand, and finally the restriction was broken directly by the Holy Spirit Sword.
call out!
After breaking through this restriction, the Holy Spirit Sword emitted a crisp sword sound. The sword body turned into silver light and instantly penetrated the void. Like those thousands of swords, it went directly towards the phantom of the divine dragon in the void.
This scene made many sword cultivators around look shocked.
In that secret room, Jiang Xuan also saw the scene of Wan Jian coming to court, and he also saw the Holy Spirit Sword.
"This Holy Spirit Sword..."
Jiang Xuan frowned, and then he waved towards the Holy Spirit Sword. This wave was just a subconscious move on his part, but what he didn't expect was that with his wave, the Holy Spirit Sword cheered and moved directly towards him. Come, and soon it was floating in front of him very well.
This gesture is like a child seeing his elders.
"It seems that the dragon sword on his body made him feel something!"
Jiang Xuan smiled slightly.
Then, Jiang Xuan slowly stretched out his hand and grasped the hilt of the Holy Spirit Sword. The Holy Spirit Sword did not resist at all, but was very excited. Finally, Jiang Xuan began to drip blood to recognize its master.
The process of recognizing the Lord was very smooth.
In just a short moment, the recognition of the master was completed, and Jiang Xuan had suddenly become the master of the No. 1 spiritual soldier in Beilan Province.
"Isn't this too simple?"
Jiang Xuan said in surprise.
However, Jiang Xuan also understood that this Holy Spirit Sword was probably aimed at the Divine Dragon Sword on his body.
Shaking his head, Jiang Xuan didn't think much. He waved his hand and the giant dragon behind him immediately dissipated, and the thousands of spiritual soldiers suspended in the air also retreated.
But the entire Wanjian Mountain fell into silence.
The many sword cultivators in the mountain all had a look of horror in their eyes, and their hearts could not calm down for a long time. At this time, everyone had their eyes firmly fixed on that stone room.
Everyone is curious about what kind of monster the warrior who caused everything just now is.
Under the gaze of everyone, the door of the stone chamber was suddenly opened, and then a figure in black slowly stepped out.
This man was dressed in white and had a long sword on his back. He also held a silver long sword in his hand. Everyone present knew the silver long sword. It was the Holy Spirit Sword.
However, in the eyes of everyone, the Holy Spirit Sword, which is regarded as a peerless spiritual weapon, is very well-behaved and calm in the hands of this person.
He took steps step by step, his steps were steady, and every step was so sonorous and powerful.
He didn't stop until he reached the Kung Fu Sword Cultivators.
"Sure enough, Holy Spirit Sword, and he has already recognized him as his master."
These sword cultivators were all staring closely at Jiang Xuan
.
Since the death of the Holy Spirit Sword Lord, no one has been able to master the Holy Spirit Sword. It has been in the Ten Thousand Swords Mountain for thousands of years. Many sword cultivators once tried to conquer the Holy Spirit Sword, but in the end they all ended up with it. ended in failure.
Like Lin Jin, Chao tried to conquer the Holy Spirit Sword more than once, but he never succeeded.
Now, this Holy Spirit Sword also has a new owner, but this owner... The aura exuding from Jiang Xuan's body cannot be concealed under the gaze of the sword cultivators present. It is obviously the aura of the first-level Supreme Emperor.
"The first level of the Supreme Emperor!"
"He turned out to be just a high-ranking emperor of the first level!"
"The person who took the initiative to send the Holy Spirit Sword to his door to recognize him as his master is actually only at the first level of the Supreme Emperor!"
These sword cultivators felt very unhappy. Many strong men looked at Jiang Xuan with a hint of jealousy.
That's right, and Jiang Xuan also noticed this jealousy.
"I don't know whether it is a disaster or a blessing to conquer this Holy Spirit Sword!"
Jiang Xuan looked at the Holy Spirit Sword in his hand and sighed.
This is indeed a big trouble.
The Holy Spirit Sword, as the number one swordsman in Beilan Prefecture, there are not tens of thousands but thousands of people who covet it?
Not to mention anything else, just these sword cultivators in front of me are all eager to get it, but they just don't have the ability. But now, in front of so many sword cultivators, the Holy Spirit Sword recognizes Jiang Xuan as its master.
How could these sword cultivators not be jealous?
"The strongest among these people is the Supreme Supreme Emperor. This poses no threat to me now."
"There is only one person who really poses a huge threat to me right now."
Jiang Xuan's eyes were cold and he looked directly at Lin Jin at this moment.
Lin Jin stood in the void, still looking aloof,
At this time, he looked down at Jiang Xuan. Although his eyes were dull, Jiang Xuan could still feel the killing intent in his eyes.
"Sure enough." Jiang Xuan smiled coldly, but he was not surprised at all.
Lin Jin suppressed the Holy Spirit Sword for thousands of years. Even though during these thousands of years, every time the Hundred-Year Holy Spirit Sword was restless, he would hold a grand meeting. This seemed to be a generous act of kindness, but in fact, in his heart, Lin Jin He has long regarded the Holy Spirit Sword as his own.
Now that the Holy Spirit Sword recognizes Jiang Xuan as its master, it is strange that Lin Jin does not want to kill him.
"I originally wanted to wait for some time until my strength improves a bit before facing him, but now it seems that I have to move forward."
Jiang Xuan secretly said.
Lin Jin is a traitor to the Holy Spirit Sword Master's lineage!
The decline of the Holy Spirit Sword Master's lineage is inseparable from Lin Jin. As the inheritor of the Holy Spirit Sword Master, Jiang Xuan naturally has to clean up the family for the Holy Spirit Sword Master.
