Jian Wu's gaze flashed, and he also stared at Lin Feng, with a complicated look in his eyes.

Lin Feng raised his head and stared at the sharp sword floating above his head. There was still no dazzling sword light. However, there was a terrifying sword energy in the sword, lawless.

"Buzz!" A terrifying sharp roar continued, and the sword light suddenly shone brightly, making people's eyes unable to open, and it was even more terrifying.

The crowd's bodies retreated rapidly, and Lin Feng's body followed the crowd to dodge and retreat. All the swords buried in the loess broke out and locked Lin Feng.

"How could this happen?" Everyone's hearts trembled, and Lin Feng was even more surprised. He felt that he was not locked by countless sharp swords, but by a terrible sword intent. The sword intent was versatile and had life, as if it was not a sword, but a human.

The loess trembled, the sword tomb wailed, and a dazzling light appeared faintly from the loess. The crowd stared at the sword tomb. They seemed to see a peerless sword buried deep in the loess, revealing a peerless light.

"There is another sword!" Everyone's expression trembled. There was a sword buried in the sword tomb, buried in the loess, as if it was the king of ten thousand swords. With a whine, all the swords trembled endlessly.

"Swish!" I saw a ray of light flashing from the sword, shining on Lin Feng. Suddenly, all the swords that broke out from the sword tomb were in the air at the same time, surrounding Lin Feng, and the terrifying sword energy made people want to surrender and worship. This is the sword of the Martial Emperor and the sword of Wu Tian.

The crowd stared at the loess, and they also deeply felt the will of Wutian in the sword, which made them feel deeply awe. They faintly felt that as soon as this sword was released, a ray of sword light could kill them. Wutian's sword intent was circulating, and the world would be wiped out. The sword was the emperor in the sword.

At this time, everyone was also surprised. Why did the sword of the Sword Emperor lock Lin Feng? At this moment, those sharp swords surrounded Lin Feng, and the terrifying pressure made Lin Feng sit cross-legged on the ground and create a strange scene. Lin Feng himself also burst into the meaning of swordsmanship, as if he was resisting the terrifying sword energy and not being eroded.

The two old men had deep eyes. They looked at each other and nodded slightly.

"Please join the sword spirit!" The two old men bowed slightly to the sword tomb Huangtu, and seemed extremely polite.

The sword in the loess seemed to hear the words of the two, revealing a peerless and sharp aura, as if arrogant and unruly, which made the crowd look shocked. This sword condensed a powerful sword soul and had become a spirit. It is the sword of the Wutian Sword Emperor. Facing the two sword queens, he is still extremely arrogant.

However, the two powerful old men still lowered their heads respectfully, and the sword gradually calmed down and returned to peace. Almost at the same time, the other sword instantly returned to the loess and returned to peace, as if it had fallen into an eternal sleep.

The swords were reunited, Lin Feng breathed a long sigh, his whole body was covered in sweat, his heart was shocked, and he felt that his mind was still occupied by endless sword shadows. Here, every sword had life, and every sword recorded a period of history. Just now, he seemed to have felt the growth of the Wutian Sword Emperor in the past, and the era of roaring mountains and rivers, and finally looked down on the world.

When the two old men saw the swords calmed down, they slowly turned around and smiled at Lin Feng, "It seems that my friend is quite destined to be with his ancestors. Recently, the ancestor's sword roars have been roaring continuously. Finally, they calmed down, but they were drawn out by their friend, as if they were about to break through the air, which was extremely strange."

"It is my honor to be able to pay tribute to the sword of Senior Sword Emperor." Lin Feng responded politely, but he was a little suspicious. What was the intention of the Sword Pavilion inviting them to come? As the old man said, is the sword tomb sword roaring recently? And just now, why did he vaguely feel that Jian Wule was guiding them step by step and let them ignite sword roar?

The old man smiled, then looked at everyone and said, "Do you know the reason why the sword of the ancestors and the sword roared continuously?"

"The sword of Senior Sword Emperor has a spirit, so he dare not sink into it, so he let out a sword roar and wanted to fight the world again." Long Teng said with a grand gaze, his eyes showing its sharpness. Although he was not a sword cultivator, how powerful would it be if he could get that peerless sword.

"Since the peerless sword wants to break through the air, why don't the people in Jiange come out with the sword?" Sprite Yao asked in confusion.

"This sword is the sword of our ancestors. How dare we hold it up?" The old man smiled and shook his head, saying, "Thank you all for coming to the sword tomb. No grief, you are so happy to receive you all!"

Everyone understood the old man's meaning and took the initiative to say goodbye, Jian Wule led the way ahead.

However, everyone still didn't understand at this time. Jian Wubei invited them to come. Is it so simple to see the sword tomb of Jiange?

Walking out of the sword tomb, Lin Feng suddenly felt someone looking at him. Looking back, he found that there was only a sickly white-haired old man behind him, guarding the gate of the sword tomb, and nothing else.

Since there was nothing wrong, everyone said goodbye to the sword pavilion one after another. Jian Wuxu sent him off one by one. The people from the rooftop walked together. Lin Feng looked at Lin Ruotian and others, showing a hint of gratitude: "I thank you for your brothers for today's business."

Lin Ruotian shook his head slightly and looked at Lin Feng with a smile: "When we leave the rooftop, the eldest brother personally instructed us that the people in the rooftop can have grudges and conflicts, but no matter what the relationship is, what kind of grudges do they have? If you encounter someone else bullying me in the rooftop, you must put them aside. Otherwise, the rooftop, which has just recruited the first batch of disciples, will only be bullied by other forces."

Lin Feng nodded deeply in agreement. Senior Brother Mu Chen is indeed far-sighted. If the rooftop is not in a single direction when it is external, what is the rooftop?

"What's more, even without the advice of the elder brother, we cannot see other forces bullying my rooftop." Lin Ruotian added.

"Yes, the group of mixed people in the Tianqiong Immortal Palace and the Tianlong God Castle, so many strong people surrounded you, which is extremely shameless." Meng Ba seemed a little angry.

"Okay, here's the matter. Please find your own residence and take a step first." The purple-eyed young man suddenly spoke, as if he was a little unsatisfactory, and then his figure flashed and he left alone.

However, everyone did not blame him. Many of the people present had only one-sided friendship and could not have a heart-to-heart talk. It was just because they were on the rooftop that they would advance and retreat with Lin Feng.

Then the crowd left one after another, and only Lin Ruotian and Meng Ba were left. Lin Ruotian intended to make friends with Lin Feng, and Meng Ba was quite impressed by Lin Feng's ability to step into the ninth heaven, so he was quite able to chat, so he walked with him.

"Did you see Qiu Yuexin?" Lin Feng asked the two of them, since the first batch of disciples of the Martial Emperor came to the City of Destiny, Qiu Yuexin was naturally here too.

"We walked separately, maybe she was in one of the other three ancient cities at the moment." Lin Ruotian said.

"Yeah." Lin Feng nodded slightly. If Qiu Yuexin set out together, it would have been faster. She had the Void Ship that she had sent to her.

As night falls, the ancient sword city does not feel desolate and cold at night, and pedestrians are still endless on the road. Lin Feng flickers towards the direction close to the City of Destiny. There are vast palaces there, specially prepared for monks who are about to enter the City of Destiny.

Outside the continuous palace, a girl was wearing white clothes and stood on the top of a palace, with her black hair and white clothes dancing together. The hazy moonlight poured on her body, like a nine-day fairy, giving people a dreamy feeling.

"I am worthy of being the Fairy Snow, so beautiful. If I can pursue her, I will have no regrets in my life." Someone sighed in his heart, staring at the white-clothed Phantom of Shengxue, and was lost.

"Do you dare to go to Tianqiong Xianque to propose marriage? Not to mention the older generation of Tianqiong Xianque, those young people can crush you!"

"Hey, Fairy Snow, the body of the fairy is not something that ordinary people can expect. Besides, she has no intention of marrying outsiders and is determined to pursue martial arts. She is very proud and will not be moved by ordinary people at all."

Everyone was talking, and at this time, Lin Feng and the other two flashed. Seeing Sprite Yao at the top of the palace, Lin Ruotian smiled and said, "This woman is really extraordinary and touching."

"Indeed, even I was moved." Meng Ba looked at the fairy-like woman and was quite moved, but Lin Feng smiled bitterly at this moment. At this moment, Sprite Yao was slowly turning around and looking at this side, her eyes fell directly on Lin Feng.

(Second update)
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