Chapter 392 I Will Teach You the Seven Swords of Beitian
Jiang Zuo didn't think too much about it, he couldn't reason with this kind of guy who didn't pursue invincibility.
Still Jian Thirteen is better.
His sword cuts everything.
Even in the face of him, Jian Shisan still dared to swing his sword.
Even if he was defeated by Jiang Zuo's move, he could still draw his sword and dare to swing it.
He has no fear, no fear of anything.
It is impossible to rely on strength to overwhelm Jian Shisan and make Jian Shisan surrender.
Otherwise, how could Jiang Zuo appreciate it so much.
"Friend Daoist Poxiao, you are childish. What is the purpose of cultivation? To become stronger? No, the real reason is to survive."
"Don't talk nonsense, answer."
"Friend Daoist Poxiao, I really respect you very much. You give me a different feeling from others. You are very arrogant and arrogant. You are really arrogant."
Jiang Zuo: "..."
This is a gossip.
At this moment, Beitian was knocked into the air, and he half-kneeled on the ground, saying: "Fellow Daoist Poxiao, from the very beginning, I wanted to survive, and from the very beginning, I didn't have the heart to be invincible, and I couldn't be fearless from the very beginning.
I used to be arrogant, but I didn't really have the confidence. It was just a manifestation of talent.
My bloodless self is not worthy of real arrogance.
So, if I die this time, please help me bring the sword back to the lineage of sword cultivators. "
After finishing speaking, the Northern Sky Swordsman stopped defending. Facing the guard's sword, he did not dodge the slightest bit, and slashed out with the same sword, leaving no way out for himself.
I don't know if it's an illusion, but his sword is smoother, stronger and more arbitrary than before.
At that moment, he seemed to see a vague avenue.
It's just that this avenue passed away in a flash, as if it were a real illusion.
boom! ! !
Neither attack was in vain,
Bei Tian was seriously injured and sent flying, and the guard holding the sword was also sent flying, and he couldn't even stand up.
"Happy, really happy." Beitian swordsman spat out a mouthful of blood, and suddenly laughed.
He has never attacked so recklessly, much better than before.
However, willfulness has a price to pay, and this time he couldn't escape even if he wanted to.
Facing the attacks of these three people, although Bei Tian still held his sword, he couldn't hold on for even one round.
At this time Jiang Zuo said: "Okay, let's go back. They dare not come out."
Bei Tian was taken aback, he was already like this, now tell him to quit?
Isn't this playing him?
Jiang Zuo said again: "If you want to die inside, you don't have to retreat."
In the end, Beitian swordsman retreated. He looked at Jiang Zuo and wanted to chop him with a sword.
What surprised him was that those people did not chase after him.
Jiang Zuo looked at Beitian Swordsman and said, "You don't love your sword."
Beitian Swordsman: "..., Brother Lixiao loves the magic weapon in your hand?"
Jiang Zuo said: "My friend, he loves his sword very much, it is a love that surpasses himself."
Beitian Swordsman: "Friends of Taoism, the three views are not correct."
Jiang Zuo shook his head: "You don't understand, he is very powerful, you will never imagine that he can't catch up with him."
Afterwards, Jiang Zuo didn't say much, but held the bone knife and said, "I'll teach you the Beitian Seven Swords, I only use it once, it's up to you whether you can comprehend it or not.
You should have figured it out in just a moment, so it's not a big problem. "
Beitian swordsman was a little shocked: "Didn't fellow daoist say that he doesn't know the seventh sword of Beitian?"
Jiang Zuo looked at Beitian swordsman and said, "Yes, I don't know how to use Beitian's seventh sword, because there is only one sword from beginning to end.
North Sky Seven Swords, North Sky Seven is the name of a person.
The full name of this set of sword techniques is Beitian Qiyi Sword. "
Beitian swordsman looked at Lixiao in disbelief, wrong? Was he wrong from beginning to end?
There are no seven swords in Beitian, only one sword?
But how is this possible?
This has been passed down for thousands of years, and no one has ever doubted whether the Seven Swords of Beitian are one sword or seven swords.
Regardless of whether Beitian Swordsman was shocked or not, Jiang Zuo had already walked down. He was holding a bone knife, and every step he took, there would be a trace of sword light flashing on his body.
The sword light flickered seven times, and then six sword shadows appeared beside the bone knife.
These sword shadows instantly became larger, superimposed, and instantly turned into bone knives.
The next moment Jiang Zuo rushed into the guards, who also attacked Jiang Zuo.
Theoretically, the second-order versus the three third-order peaks is certain to die, but for some reason, Beitian is looking forward to it.
Looking forward to Jiang Zuo's outbreak, looking forward to his Beitian Seven Swords.
He just saw that kind of sword is the Seven Swords of Beitian, but it is completely different from the Seven Swords of Beitian that he knows.
And just when the two sides were about to face each other, the guards suddenly froze, as if they had lost their target for a moment.
And Beitian Swordsman was also surprised, the dawn had indeed disappeared in his eyes just now, but the aura was still there, but the aura was so ordinary that he almost ignored it.
When he came back to his senses, Li Xiao had passed the guards, and he had already appeared by the altar.
Then Jiang Zuo slashed out with a sword.
It was obviously just a sword, but the Northern Sky Swordsman seemed to see thousands of sword rains, and the sword shadows that seemed to fall from the sky made him a little shocked and a little distracted.
With one sword strike in Beitian, the entire Beitian will be enveloped by the sword.
This is the North Sky Seven Swords.
He understood a little bit.
I don't know why, when he saw this, there was a sense of pride in his heart, as if he wanted people to stop killing people, and immortals to stop killing immortals. As long as the sword is still in his hand, he can destroy everything.
At this time, a voice suddenly came out, interrupting the Northern Sky Swordsman's thoughts: "Fellow Daoist, please be merciful."
At this time, Jiang Zuo was standing in front of the altar, his sword destroyed the defense of the altar, and now the spiritual seat was directly exposed to Jiang Zuo's eyes, as long as he moved, the spiritual seat would be taken into Jiang Zuo's pocket.
And it was at this time that a voice came from the mouth of the guard.
"Fellow Taoist, please don't disturb this senior's rest, we are willing to agree to all conditions." The guard with a gun said.
Jiang Zuo ignored those people. He looked at the spiritual tablet and found that it read: Elder Xuan's spiritual tablet
And the lower right corner reads: Qin Wu Wang stayed
At this moment, Jiang Zuo retracted the outstretched hand.
When King Wu of Qin died, he should have had nothing but the spirit card, but he left a mausoleum for this person.
And he has been in the ancient battlefield for so many years, and he has never seen such a decent tomb.
If it was someone else's, he might have taken it away, but King Qin Wu specially kept it.
How should I put it, King Wu of Qin back then should be the most admired person in the human race.
The person he treats like this must also be a respected senior.
So Jiang Zuo didn't plan to move.
"Thank you," said the guard with the gun.
Jiang Zuo looked at them and said, "I want the qualification to enter the ancient battlefield."
At this time, the guard with the gun directly pierced his heart without saying a word, and then took out a piece of wood from it, a piece of wood that was very similar to the spirit card.
"We don't know much about this, but this is the same thing as the spiritual position of the senior. But please don't disturb the rest of the senior."
As he spoke, the guard with the gun knelt in front of Jiang Zuo on one knee, offering his spiritual tablet with both hands.