The latest website: Yin Zhong's sword is indeed very simple, with sparks between the swings of the sword, just like a mortal warrior rushing towards Zhou An with the sword in hand.

Simplicity and uncommonness intersected. Seeing that the movement was not fast, the long sword came to Zhou An in the blink of an eye, with a slight sword sound, which was a bit ear-piercing.

Zhou An raised his eyebrows, feeling that Yin Chongjian's uniqueness was somewhat reasonable.

His kendo is pure and simple, it can be seen through at a glance, but it points directly at the Dao!

Zhou An also swung his sword and flicked Yin Zhong's sword away. He didn't use all his strength and felt the extraordinary way of the sword, so he wanted to take the initiative to communicate with him.

The two sides fought swords with hundreds of moves, forming a sword field to fight each other. On the competition stage, there were clear sword marks, some deep and some shallow, some long and some short, just like a grotesque painting.

Yin Zhong's kendo attainment is very high, except for Yueli, Zhou An has seen the highest kendo attainment person, who has reached perfection, and there seems to be only a thin layer of thin film left from the realm of Dao's minor accomplishment, but that is This layer of film made the strength of the two people have a gap like a gully.

This is the moat.

Yin Zhong's kendo also gave Zhou An a lot of inspiration. The kendo or every kind of way directly points to the most essential and simplest things.

The rotten sword intent is also rotten, which means the withering of life, the end of things, the loneliness of everything, it can also be said to be the end!

He suddenly felt that it was not surprising that it had such a sword intent. It was in the doomsday itself, and it was only natural to comprehend the decaying sword intent.

It's just that he was in it before, and he didn't notice it at all, and he might have made a mistake about the cause and effect.

After all, he is not really a smart person, and it is normal to make mistakes.

Probably not because of that sword talisman, he comprehended the decadent sword intent, but because of comprehending the decadent sword intent, he possessed that sword symbol.

Perhaps before things happen, everything is doomed.

There was another sword cry, and the sword in Yin Zhong's hand was thrown flying, and stuck on the ground, trembling non-stop, the blade was still full of sword spirit.

"Accepted."

Zhou An put away the sword and said calmly.

Yin nodded heavily, stretched out his hand, and put the long sword on the ground back into its sheath, then turned his head and said to the referee: "I admit defeat!"

Yin Zhong's reputation is not small, he can almost be regarded as the peak combat power among the cultivators of Huashen, but he was still defeated by Zhou An's men.

This may not seem surprising, but it still attracted the attention of countless people, including the Emperor sitting on top.

"This sword cultivator named Zhou An may already be considered the number one person in the fusion period." The emperor couldn't help sighing, the look in his eyes changed, as if he was thinking about something.

The national teacher, Yi Yuxian, said: "After the Immortal Contest, we can recruit this person into the Immortal Mansion and vigorously train him. If we can make him break through to the fusion stage, even if he doesn't become a sword immortal, he can protect me. Daqi has been stable for eight hundred years."

Hearing this, the officials sitting below were discussing a lot. Although the national teacher only obeys the second rank and ignores the government, but the weight of words is not light.

Zhou An is from Qingzhou, and has a close relationship with Qi Fugui. Once he does this, some of the emperor's decisions may change!

The eldest prince remained silent, and his face was a little ugly. The national teacher was undoubtedly slapping him in the face, but he couldn't refute it. Zhou An was indeed too good as a swordsman.

Not only him, but also other princes except Qi Fugui, all looked a little strange.

At this moment, Chang Jing also added fuel to the fire and said:

"If given time, Zhou An can become a Sword Immortal, it might be a big change for us Daqi."

Of course Da Qi is not weak as a whole, not weaker than any sect of cultivating immortals, but it is weaker than super sects like Wang Tianzong in that it does not have sword immortals.

well known.

In this era, only the way of killing and cutting like the way of swordsmanship has the possibility of becoming the true mirror of the way.

The atmosphere suddenly became heavy.

Xu Chang glanced at the long scripture and did not speak. He and Zhou An

It doesn't matter, it's inconvenient to talk at this time, otherwise it will easily cause suspicion.

As a natural Confucian scholar of Da Qi, he will not favor Qi's wealth and honor because of Zhou An. For him, it doesn't matter whoever succeeds to the throne, or the most suitable person to succeed to the throne is the best.

He will not have any selfishness.

The emperor pondered for a while, as if he was really thinking, his expression was a bit complicated, and the emperor's mind was not something ordinary people could figure out.

"Although that is the case, is this sword cultivator named Zhou An really willing to join our Daqi's Immortal Mansion?"

He looked at Qi Fugui who was sitting below, and asked slowly.

Qi Fugui was stunned for a moment, feeling a little nervous in his heart. You must know that he was considered a little transparent among the many princes before, and the emperor basically would not take the initiative to talk to him in public unless there was something special .

"If there is a chance, I think Zhou An would like to join us in Daqi's Immortal Mansion. He has no family or sect, so he is very suitable!" Qi Fugui said with a calm face. He had already discussed with Zhou An before, I have also imagined such a thing, so I have already dealt with it, and I am not too panicked.

Saying this, the First Prince's expression could hardly be controlled anymore, showing a bit of gloom, and he felt that Qi Fugui had long been prepared.

After the emperor heard Qi Fugui's words, he smiled and nodded: "Although you seem to be idle all these years, it's really good to have such a friend."

An understatement, but it moved the hearts of many people present.

The competition below is still going on in an orderly manner, and by the morning of the fifth day, it has reached the fifth round. They are all cultivators, and they don't need to rest when it is not necessary.

However, there are some monks with relatively low cultivation bases in the stands who need to rest and eat, but this does not affect the progress of the competition for immortals.

The atmosphere on the stage became more and more enthusiastic, and the atmosphere off the court became more and more solemn.

Wei Lanfeng came back after drawing lots and said: "We should meet people from Huaibei Prefecture, they have three monks who are in the transformation stage."

Huaibei Prefecture is also the place controlled by the Six Kings and King Anshun. It is close to the north, and there are often spiritual rains. There are several powerful sects located here, and the monks in Huaibei Prefecture are naturally not weak.

Li Luo picked up the jug in her hand, took a big sip of wine, looked at Zhou An with a relaxed expression, and squinted at Zhou An: "If there are three, there should be no problem."

She made up her mind that she must become the leader with Zhou An, which is also an honorable thing.

The main reason is that Zhou An seemed very relaxed in dealing with the two cultivators in Mozhou, so even if there is one more, it will not have any effect~lightnovelpub.net~ Zhou An also holds a jug of wine in his hand, He seemed a little absent-minded, "If they are all at the same level as before, there will be no problem."

He looked at the sky and saw an imperceptible black aura floating in the sky above the imperial city. Although it was imperceptible, it actually existed.

This black breath actually made him feel a little flustered, a little familiar, like the end of the world!

A sign of the end!

"Will there be an end in this world?" he murmured, not quite understanding.

at the same time.

Xu Chang also looked at the sky with a solemn expression: "Is the situation so serious? It actually directly manifests itself in luck."

He glanced at the emperor sitting on it again, his face looked good, and there was nothing wrong.

Black generally means death for an individual, but for a dynasty it means death.