Chapter 1628: Xiao Yu's Plan (Part 2)
The opening of Jianbei Mountain's enchantment took a total of one day, whether it was long or short, there was no end to the day.
Even if it is a 10,000-meter high mountain, it takes half an hour to climb to the top of the four realms of alchemy, let alone three days.
Just because you have to go up the mountain to prevent the attack of sword beasts, to resist the sword energy that is everywhere, and the higher the altitude, the stronger it is, and at the same time, you have to fight fiercely with the sword cover that can tear people into pieces. Already exhausted.
And some people who didn't know why were actually killed by the disciples who were ambushing in the Xuanjian Pavilion watching the excitement, and they didn't even know how they died.
"Pfft!"
"ah!"
Two disciples of second-rate sects were killed in the sword shield by several disciples of Xuanjiange.
"Hey, it's another group of poor ghosts. They didn't understand the swordsmanship, and they didn't know what happened when they died." A black-faced boy looked at the two corpses on the ground and laughed endlessly.
"They deserve what they deserve. When you come to Jianbei Mountain, life and death are a matter of life and death. Even if they die, no one will think of us."
"It seems that we are lucky, this stele is not empty, and it is a supernatural power!"
Several disciples became excited.
The sect has a rule that as long as those who act together find a real stone tablet, they can practice together.
And it's an earth-grade swordsmanship! That's something that can't be met!
In the sect, they are competitors on weekdays, but in this kind of meeting, they are brothers who cooperate. Their goal is swordsmanship, and they also want to kill other sword repair disciples!
A long-haired young man at the peak of the Jindan Realm, who was the leader, said lightly: "Go, go and look at the other steles. The elder said that except for the three heavenly sword steles on the top of the mountain, only a dozen or so are real. It cannot be found first by other brothers."
These seven or eight people were about to leave when suddenly five figures walked over.
"who!?"
The long-haired young man frowned heavily, and it was a stern young man, and there were several people in different costumes.
Several people were already within the scope of the sword shield of the stele, but they found that the sword shield did not attack these five people!
"How can it be?"
"Huh? You are..." One of them was about to speak.
But the stern boy in the lead yelled, "Kill!"
He rushed up first, and then killed the other four with swords.
"Shhhhhh!"
The astonishing ray of light was like a meteor flying across the moon, tearing apart the air, and the long-haired youth didn't know what was going on, but he was pierced through his chest with a single sword strike.
"Brother Zhang!"
The faces of the other seven disciples changed drastically, but the young man rushed in one after another, the long sword drew arcs in the air, and the other four were also urged to the extreme to kill.
"Puff puff puff!"
Eight Xuanjian Pavilion disciples were beheaded by five people in just ten seconds!
"You...you are...Xiao..." One of the disciples said a few words with difficulty before dying.
The four of them were headed by a stern young man, all of whom had a kind of determination in their eyes.
"You protect the law for me. I will come to understand this sword technique, which is much easier than you. After it is done, I will pass it on to you!"
The young man sat in front of the stele, calmed down, and began to comprehend.
The four looked around vigilantly, and one of them whispered to the young man next to him, "Junior Brother Huang, is he...really trustworthy?"
The young man took a deep breath, looked at the stern young man sitting cross-legged, and said heavily, "If we sword cultivators want to comprehend the way of the sword, we must have his help!"
"But we killed the disciple of Xuanjian Pavilion..." another person who was a little less courageous said.
"Wealth and wealth are sought in danger, misfortune and fortune depend on it! If we don't even have this awareness, what kind of swordsmanship are we talking about!? If it wasn't for him, we would all be dead!"
Looking at this stern young man, they all took a deep breath and their eyes became determined.
Half an hour later, the cold boy woke up, and smashed the stele with his palm.
He flicked his fingers, and the four rays of light went towards the forehead of the dead man, and the four of them were suddenly overjoyed, that was an earth-grade swordsmanship!
"Except for the disciples of the three sects of Huanyuezong, Baiyugu, and Haotianzong, you should try your best to persuade everyone else. If you meet a disciple of Xuanjian Pavilion, kill him! If you meet someone who leaks the news, kill him!"
"yes!"
Then, these four people took away the Qi Yu Talisman of the Xuanjiange disciple who died on the ground, and then directly plundered it, leaving behind the grim young man.
The cold boy's eyes flickered coldly, and he muttered to himself: "Xuanjian Pavilion, I will make you pay a terrible price. Don't you claim to be the number one school of swordsmanship? Then I will destroy your foundation!"
After all, the boy is also heading towards another mountain...
Everyone in Xuanjian Pavilion may not know that the biggest crisis in history is slowly approaching...