"Greetings to His Majesty Jian Zong." Everyone knelt down and bowed in an instant. Anyone who saw His Majesty Jian Zong would bend their waists. This is the majesty of Jian Zong. The Chief of Xingpao slowly came to Zhou Xing. Slowly handing the scepter belonging to the Sword Sect to Zhou Xing, Zhou Xing picked up the scepter, raised the scepter high, and faced everyone in the square, including his followers, the world's sword cultivators.
"Your Majesty Wan Heng, Jian Zong Wan Heng!"
"Your Majesty Wan Heng, Jian Zong Wan Heng!"
"Your Majesty Wan Heng, Jian Zong Wan Heng!" "Wan Heng."
The sound was heard loudly. From today on, this city, the majestic Jianshan Capital City, has welcomed its master. Everyone knows that Jianshan has changed its master, and the cumbersome procedures are over. , when the coronation ceremony ended, it was after dusk. At this time, Zhou Xing was surrounded by sword riders and walked in the middle of the crowd. He held the scepter and had a kind smile on his face. Everyone around him saw Zhou Xing. , all of them knelt down, and there were inevitably many strong people among them. Until Zhou Xing arrived at the door of the main hall, the moment he was about to enter the door, Zhou Xing frowned, and his eyebrows furrowed slightly, as if they were frozen in an instant. Everything around him, even the world Also frozen in an instant, Zhou Xing's face turned cold and terrifyingly gloomy.
Today is a sunny day. The gentle sunshine is like a pair of warm big hands, gently caressing everyone’s cheeks. He is wearing a simple long coat, looking very frugal and ordinary. His appearance, in the eyes of everyone, would not make people look at him at all. Today he can enter the world-famous Sword Mountain. Normally, Sword Mountain is a holy land and will not be open to the public at all. Ordinary people like them will never have it in their lifetime. He had the opportunity to visit Jianshan. Only this time His Majesty's coronation would be celebrated by the whole world, so he came, for His Majesty's coronation, and of course for His Majesty's sake.
He is a very low-key person. His ordinary appearance makes it impossible for him to be high-profile in this cruel world, so he chose to be low-key. He has been in Jianshan for three days. In the past three days, he has visited all the deficient places in Jianshan City, just because he came here for that Sword Sect. He has explored that Sword Sect many times. The strength of the Sword Sect is not high, but Because he is Jian Zong, he regards Jian Zong as the most powerful person among the people he has killed. Of course, this is also the biggest order he has received in his career as a killer. I am afraid he will never have a chance in the future. , for this day, he prepared for three days, and the time was a little rushed, but there was no way, because Jianshan was open for only three days. Today, His Majesty Jianzong's coronation was completed, and Jianshan was closed again, so even a saint would not be able to enter Jianshan. , let alone take one step closer to that sword sect.
He got up at dawn today and took a deep breath. Jianshan is a majestic city. In addition to many sword cultivators, there are also some ordinary civilians in it. These people want to live. , we can only rely on Jianshan, and naturally everything is available in this city, so there are also inns. However, because Jianshan is open, this magnificent city also seems a bit crowded. This is an ordinary inn. inn, he lives here, and he is also an ordinary inn.He was a guest, so he didn’t attract the attention of others or even the shopkeeper. The only thing the shopkeeper noticed was that this man’s left hand was always hidden in his sleeve and never taken out. There are many people with broken arms in the world, and people with mutilated hands and feet are naturally Quite a few, so this resident's left hand may be disabled, so it is always covered with his sleeve and never exposed. This is not unusual.
He ate very simply, noodles, steamed buns, a plate of pickles, and a pot of tea. He didn’t seem to be a wealthy person. Such an ordinary person was not wealthy in this city. It's rare, so it looks more ordinary. He ate a lot in the first two days, at least four or five steamed buns. Today he only ate two, maybe because he ran out of money, maybe because of something else, but Today he paid all the money for the three days of accommodation and walked out of the inn. From the beginning to the end, the shopkeeper did not see what the hand hidden in his sleeve was, and of course he was not curious. When that person walked out of the inn, he blended into the crowd. Just like a drop of water falling into the sea, the person seemed to disappear into the crowd, as if everyone was him, and as if everyone was not him. But whether it is him or not, the shopkeeper no longer cares, and will not look at him again, even his back, just because there are too many ordinary people like him, too many, and the shopkeeper can do it every day Even if you see it, you can't see it.
He came very early and came to the entrance of the main hall. He frowned because there were already people here. He thought he came the fastest, but unexpectedly, he came very slowly. , is the place closest to His Majesty Jian Zong, so he chose this place. His Majesty Jian Zong will come out from here and accept the devout kneeling of all believers, so he chose this place. He sat on the ground, waiting, waiting, then The gentle sunshine also became hot, but he didn't care. His left hand was always buried deep in his sleeve. Inside was a sword, a short sword. This sword was like the fang of a poisonous snake. , it was perfectly hidden. Only at the moment of biting someone would it exude that deadly edge. When the huge door of the hall slowly opened, countless sword riders rushed out. His Majesty the Sword Sect took the scepter and left. Coming out, it was only three feet away from him at this time. At this distance, he could take action without hesitation, but he did not, because he chose the opportunity to assassinate and put it at the opportunity when Jian Zong returned to the main hall. Because of this procession, No matter how you say it, it can consume Jian Zong's energy. For him, even if it only consumes a little energy, he will have one more chance. This insignificant opportunity can sometimes be directly related to the final success or failure.
Although he waited for a long time, he was a very patient person. Finally, Zhou Xing came back. When he was about to step into the hall, when the sunshine on his body was about to turn into shadow, He took action, and the sword in his left hand quietly poked out, turning into invisible sword light, forming a scarlet cross. His name was Ten. He was not the tenth killer, just because after he killed someone, he always left a mark on others. The next cross, this is related to this one of his, the cross sword light, this is his martial skill, and he only has this one martial skill. As a killer, it is enough to practice this move to perfection, because the killer often has no chance to use the second sword, so he will only make one move. Of course, the chance is also limited. It only happens once, and if you don't succeed once, it's considered a failure.
When he took action, it was so fast that even the sword knights around Zhou Xing did not react. He believed that he succeeded and Zhou Xing fell, and these sword knights would Upon discovering that His Majesty Jian Zong is dead, he will quietly retreat to the area where ordinary people are, and then disappear into the Sword Mountain, because no one will suspect that an ordinary person killed their Jian Zong. He has already imagined that he has succeeded. Then An Ran retreated, but when his sword stabbed Zhou Xing, Zhou Xing's body moved. Although he moved a little slowly, he still moved, and the cross sword light pierced Zhou Xing's body. Blood fell out, but Zhou Xing avoided the vital point. He was not dead, and of course he could not die. Sword riders immediately rushed out to protect Zhou Xing and entered the hall. Zhou Xing's face was pale and his back was tingling. Liang, he had already wandered around in front of the door of death just now. The reason why Zhou Xing was able to avoid the fatal blow was because he felt the killing intent that came instantly. Although this killing intent was very light, But he still caught it sharply. Facing this seemingly weak but fatal blow, Zhou Xing knew that there was very little he could do. He could only try his best, move, and then The killer's sword would not kill him, so he could only move. Apart from moving, he had no other choice, so he took a step back. It was only one step, but he didn't even finish it. The sword fell on his chest.
Killer Ten immediately felt something bad. Even Emperor Wu might not be able to react so quickly to this sword attack. Zhou Xing is not Emperor Wu, and there is still a long, long way to go before becoming Emperor Wu. , but Zhou Xing reacted, which is enough to show that Zhou Xing is not simple, but now Zhou Xing has been protected by sword riders and entered the hall. The golden door was immediately closed, and dull black clouds enveloped the entire city. The next moment, it seemed that There will be a thick thunder that stretches across the sky and the earth. This is Jian Zong’s territory, this is Jian Zong’s city, this is Jian Zong’s coronation ceremony, but Jian Zong was assassinated. This is a big event, a big deal. This is also a shame, a shame that has never happened in Jianshan for thousands of years. Everyone reacted quickly. Everyone pointed out the assassin, because he was no longer ordinary. The person who assassinated Jian Zong on the street would naturally not be able to do it again. Ordinary, since he couldn't be more ordinary, then even if he was mixed among ordinary people, he still seemed to stand out.
"Your Majesty has been assassinated."
Three voices kept ringing in three different directions. I don't know who called out. All the swordsmen present , all clenched the swords in their hands, anger rising in their eyes, that is Your Majesty, that is the leader of sword cultivators in the world, that is the most sacred existence of sword cultivators, anyone who dares to assassinate His Majesty the Sword Sect will be punished by a thousand swords. Although some people in the crowd shouted that they were to be cut into pieces, the people in Jianshan all exited in an orderly manner. Only the killerWith his hand, the famous Killer Ten can't retreat. Among the obscure crowd, there are already unknown how many powerful auras have locked him. No matter how hard he hides, he can't escape. When he fails, For a moment, he should have thought that this would inevitably be the result, but he did not expect that this result would come so quickly and in such an orderly manner, leaving him without even a chance to resist.
His Majesty Jian Zong was assassinated. It was such a big deal, but when someone shouted out, no one in the city panicked. Everyone seemed to be just one person, because no one was in chaos, but the one who was in chaos. , such as the murderer. At this time, the famous killer Shi smiled helplessly. He was like a fool. Even the ordinary people around him who had no power to restrain chickens looked at him as if they were a fool. , because he is a killer, because those words were not shouted out by others, but by himself. Of course, he hoped that the crowd would commotion and then take the opportunity to escape, but he miscalculated. He used Xuanqi to control his voice, and every sentence His voice was different, and he also used Xuan Qi to change the position of the voice transmission, but it still had no effect. Everyone looked at him as if they were looking at Xing Chi.
The dull dark clouds became restless, and in the sky, a figure walked like snow, like a peerless immortal, with a sword under his feet, flying in the sky. He was already otherworldly. Seeing this person appear, all the sword cultivators present were excited. Looking at that peerless back figure, they seemed even more obsessed. In the entire Sword Mountain, except for the saint, he was the most powerful. They are the chiefs of the five halls, each of them is a strong Sword Emperor, and this is the chief of Luoying Hall, one of the five halls. In the age of the Sword Emperor, with light eyebrows, indifference to the common people, and a scornful aura, it seems that Everything in the world is like ants under his feet. The terrifying aura is like a mountain pressing down. Boom, Killer Ten kneels down with a bang. With a click, his knees hit the stone slab on the ground. The stone slab shattered like a spider web, and the entire The knee bones shattered like glass, and blood trickled out. Even the many swordsmen watching around them not only gritted their teeth and took a breath, it seemed that even they felt a sharp pain, and countless sharp swords , seemed to be cutting the flesh and blood on his body, the skin was broken inch by inch, and the blood kept dyeing his clothes red, but in a moment, he seemed to be a bloody man. .
In this Heavenly Emperor, the Martial God decrees that the saints cannot come out, and the Martial Emperor is hidden. Only the strong Martial Emperor can control the world, but it does not mean that the saint is not scary, and it does not mean that the Martial Emperor is not scary. The killer Shi Na has assassinated Although there are powerful people like the Martial Emperor, such a person is so weak and pitiful now. In the face of absolute power, he is as humble as an earthworm. No matter how he squirms, as long as that person is not willing to be contaminated, he will always be Unable to touch a piece of clothing, the Sword Emperor Nianhua in the air did not take action at all. He only relied on pressure and aura to make a terrifying killer so embarrassed. What would happen if the Sword Emperor took action? Such a horrific scene is really unimaginable for everyone.
"Very good. As expected of a killer, he didn't even hum." Han Mo's voice was like Bing Han's sword energy. Everyone stood in awe, rubbing their hands and palms from time to time. Han Han is already sweating. After all, he is the Sword Emperor, a powerful Martial Emperor. He is already a countless figure in this world, and the Sword Emperor is even rarer. Only in places like Sword Mountain can there be strong Sword Emperors. The only people in the world who can threaten the Sword Emperor are the Nine Heavenly Martial Gods and the Saints. There are only eight Heavenly Emperors. If the Eight Heavenly Emperors do not have luck to bless themselves, they may not be the Sword Emperor's opponents. For example, the Zen Emperor of Xiling, he He might be able to defeat a Sword Emperor, but if he were to compete with a Sword Emperor, the Zen Master would have absolutely no confidence. This was the terror of the Sword Emperor.
"It is the highest honor to be praised by the Sword Emperor." Killer Ten smiled bitterly.