Chapter 1774 Yuan Zhengyang's path!
for decades.
Yuan Zhengyang and Chongming traveled through Xuji, and it only took them ten years to reach the realm of Tongtian.
If there are no accidents.
After a lot of accumulation, today, regardless of the Guiyi Realm, he has broken through the Infinite Realm, and there is still no big problem.
But he met the people from Zhenjian City.
His promotion path was also interrupted.
Glancing at the broken sword in his hand, he felt a little sad.
Zangfengjian followed him for many years.
It was made when he listened to Yun Jiansheng's words and made up his mind to set foot on the sword. He spent all his wealth to find Ou Ye, the number one swordsmith in Xuantian Domain at that time.
At first it was just a prototype.
Later, it went through a long period of time, additions, subtractions, repairs, and a lot of effort to achieve what it looks like today.
Looking at the broken sword in his hand.
He seemed to see his past self.
He knows he is stupid.
So I only practice one sword in my life.
A broad sword with a hidden edge.
He also waved it hundreds of millions of times.
While silently accompanying him for many years, I witnessed his growth and became the continuation of his sword spirit.
"Old brother."
"Sorry for the waitting."
His big hand gently touched the broken sword.
The blazing sword blade burned his skin to black, but he seemed not to notice it, his eyes full of nostalgia.
Buzz!
The hidden-edge sword trembled slightly, and a cheering and high-spirited message came from the remaining spirituality, seeming to respond to him.
boom!
His eyes turned.
He looked at the inner city in the distance, and the Hidden Edge Sword in his hand dropped heavily, and a domineering sword intent as thick as the sky rose into the sky, tearing apart the boundless blazing intent in the Sword Transformation Pond!
"Old brother, let's go!"
The words fell.
Yuan Zhengyang's figure disappeared instantly.
behind.
Countless broken swords trembled lightly, the sword spirits all wailed, and a sense of desolation filled the sword pool, as if they were bidding farewell to one person and one sword in this special way.
The abnormal movement only lasted for a moment.
Then there was complete silence.
Zang Feng waited until he found his master, but they probably wouldn't be able to wait for this day.
…
Thousands of feet away from the inner city.
Yuan Zhengyang fell down.
The Hidden Edge Sword has been in the Sword Transformation Pond for many years. Although it has not been completely melted, the sword body is still condensed with endless blazing energy. It is extraordinary. In just a short moment, the flesh and blood of the hand holding the sword disappeared, revealing the dense white bones. , but he didn't care at all, even if only the bones were left, the hand holding the sword was as steady as ever!
Above the city.
The guards also discovered his traces again.
"Sword slave?"
"Where did it come from?"
"What a courage!"
"Whatever! He dares to trespass into the sword pool. It seems that we are too kind to these sword slaves! Take him down! Teach him the rules!"
"..."
Accompanied by shouts and curses one after another.
The front of the city.
Dozens of figures quickly flew toward him. The ones with the lowest cultivation levels were from the Xiaoyao realm, and the ones with the highest cultivation levels were surprisingly several peaks from the Tongtian realm!
in a blink.
Dozens of guards have already arrived in front of him!
"Take it!"
Boom boom boom!
The power of dozens of laws gathered together in one place, with great power, and fell towards Yuan Zhengyang in an instant!
Yuan Zhengyang looked calm.
He gently raised half of the hidden-edge sword and swung it down heavily!
boom!
The sword's intention was like a mountain, its power was like a mountain, and with an unparalleled power, it fell suddenly, shattering the space and shattering the bodies of the guards.
"What!"
The other guards who were watching the excitement at the top of the city suddenly felt something was wrong!
How can it be!
He is obviously just a ragged sword slave, and his cultivation is only at the early stage of Tongtian Realm. Why is he so powerful?
On weekdays.
They were used to seeing sword slaves who obeyed every word and acted like puppets. Faced with this situation, they were a little at a loss what to do.
"what to do?"
"Why panic!"
An angry voice came.
More than a dozen figures flew out of the city and landed on the top of the city. They were all of immeasurable cultivation, and their sleeves were embroidered with small swords!
The first one.
More than seventy pieces of embroidery were done!
The cultivation level is already the highest among these people. As the power of law flows, there is a faint tendency to transform into a realm. It is only half a step away from entering the realm of unity!
Du Qiong!
The commander of the inner city of Zhenjian City.
same.
He is also one of the Nine Heavenly Generals and the younger brother of Du Xuan!
"Meet the Commander-in-Chief!"
Seeing him coming, all the guards saluted.
"It's so inappropriate to make noise!"
Du Qiong said coldly: "If something important happens to the city lord and several deputy city lords, you will be responsible for your death!"
"Just a sword slave from the Tongtian realm."
His eyes turned.
It fell on Yuan Zhengyang in the distance, "Scare you into being like this? It's ridiculous! I think you are staying too peacefully in the inner city!"
"do not forget."
"Even the sword cultivators of Guiyi Realm, the city lord also suppressed a lot of them back then!"
Hear the words.
The guards were all ashamed of their previous performance.
Yeah!
What's so scary about a mere sword slave in the Tongtian realm?
"Great Commander!"
An Infinite Realm monk said calmly: "You stay here for a moment, I will kill him!"
"Wait a minute."
Just as he was about to take action, he was stopped by Du Qiong.
Turn your eyes again.
It fell on Yuan Zhengyang again.
Standing at the top of the city, he stood condescendingly, with his hands behind his back, and said calmly: "Sword slave, tell me your name."
"Sword cultivator, Yuan Zhengyang."
"Yuan Zhengyang?"
Hearing this name, Du Qiong's eyes flashed, and he suddenly remembered some of the noises he heard when he passed the City Lord's Mansion while patrolling the inner city.
That chicken.
It seems that I have said this name many times!
"Oh it's you."
Thinking of this, he said expressionlessly: "Unexpectedly, your fate is so great that you are still alive... Tell me!"
"say what?"
"Last words."
Du Qiong said indifferently: "My elder brother is kind-hearted. Before killing someone, there is a rule. The other party can leave a last word."
"me too!"
"Say your last words and then die."
No one dared to speak.
Almost everyone in Zhenjian City knows about this weird rule between the two brothers.
"..."
Yuan Zhengyang was silent for a moment.
"My whole life."
He said softly: "I don't have the amazing talents of my seniors and my junior brothers, I don't have the extraordinary qualifications of my peers, I don't have the opportunities of those lucky people, and I don't have the good luck of those who are lucky."
"I'm just an ordinary person."
"But, so what?"
His eyes turned and fell at his feet, and he continued: "So what if it's ordinary? So what if it's ordinary? Others say I can't go far, others say I can't be a sword cultivator, so I won't leave? So I won't practice swordsmanship anymore?"
"my way!"
"I walked by myself!"
"If the mountain is not mine, I will be the mountain! So what if I walk slowly? As long as I keep on the road... that's enough."
The words fell.
He took steps towards the city head, his face calm and his eyes indifferent.
Walking very steadily and solidly.
Just like his life experience, his qualifications are average, and he has no talent for practicing swordsmanship. Others use running or even flying skills, but he can only use walking.
Each step.
They will leave a deep footprint on the bluestone ground, just like he has wielded the Hidden Edge Sword countless times over the past few days. Every time he swung the sword, he used all his strength!
Born like an ant, one should have the ambition to be a swan.
Life is as thin as paper, you should have an unyielding heart.
I go my own way.
What does it have to do with others?
