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Chapter 298 Shudao Jianmen (2)

Zhao Dongting and the other two were not alone, and led the horses up the narrow mountain road. When they reached the narrow place, the horses could only barely pass.

There are thousands of mountains and valleys, and swords and mountains are lined with them. Cranes and birds are flapping their wings by.

The skilled swordsman carried a long sword with a light body, and rushed towards the Zangjian Pavilion at a very fast speed.

There are also swordsmen who are dedicated to seeking swordsmanship, bowing three times and knocking nine times, and slowly advancing along the steps.

Zhao Dongting calculated the time. With Wu Amiao's journey, he should have not yet arrived at Lord Zangjian. Unfortunately, he was not able to meet him on the road.

It is nearly a thousand meters away from the pavilions and pavilions of Zangjian Pavilion. In front of it is no longer a winding mountain road, but a towering white jade steps.

It is rumored that there are tens of thousands of levels in the white jade stairs, and some people who are heartbroken deliberately said that it was 9,999. However, all the emperors of the Southern Song Dynasty were smart and did not choose to really investigate this matter. With the power of the court, it is not difficult to destroy the swordsman's heart, but it is unlikely to destroy the swordsman's heart of the world.

It's just a step, just because it's against the swords and guns of Zangjiange, which is obviously extremely unwise.

But Zhao Dongting went up, silently counting the steps of the white jade steps in his heart.

This even made him not have much time to see the rare beauty around him.

When we reach the top of the white jade steps, there is a white jade square that is a circumference of thousands of miles. There are countless swordsmen carrying swords and swordsmen in the square.

In the middle of the square, there is a huge bluestone that is a hundred meters high. The bluestone has two words engraved on it, "Jiandao."

These two words have traces but no tips, and they are completed in one go.

Jun Tianfang whispered: "Do you know how the two words "小" are engraved on the empty son?"

Zhao Dongting said: "Use a sword?"

Jun Tianfang nodded, "But he used a sword, but it was carved a hundred meters away from the bluestone."

Zhao Dongting was stunned.

It was hard for him to imagine how deep the internal force and how strong the sword intent could do it.

But if you look closely at the word "Sword Dao", you can't figure out the mysterious meaning from it. You just feel that you have the power to break the cleverness and wantonness.

At the end of Baiyu Square are many pavilions in Zangjian Pavilion.

It is not as ethereal as in the Taoist ancestral courtyard, but it is full of white walls and black tiles, but it is more like a fairyland on earth.

Looking at the whole thing, there is only the first "Zangjian Pavilion..." that can be called the four words "Infinite Weather".

The Zangjian Pavilion is eighteen floors high. It is rumored that the Sword God Kong Dangzi has been in seclusion at the top of the Zangjian Pavilion for many years.

Le Wufeng's eyes swept across the entire Zangjian Pavilion, and the long sword behind him suddenly buzzed slightly, and then calmed down again. Then he asked Zhao Dongting, "Your Majesty, how many levels are there in total, the White Jade Step?"

When he climbed the White Jade Step before, Zhao Dongting never spoke. However, he could see that he was counting the number of White Jade Steps.

Zhao Dongting nodded, "If the Baiyu Square at the top is considered first level, it will be ten thousand levels."

Le Wuchen thought, "No wonder there is always controversy over this matter in the world."

Ten thousand, nine thousand nine hundred and nine hundred and ninety-nine, ambiguous.

Then, he asked again, "Do we want to go to the 18th floor to meet the empty son?"

The eighteenth floor of the Zangjian Pavilion, except for the upper floor where the Kongdouzi was retreating, there are sword slaves from the Zangjian Pavilion guarding the gate. Over the years, countless confident warriors wanted to reach the top to challenge the Kongdouzi and seize the title of the Sword God, but most of them were defeated by the sword slaves below, and there were only a few who could reach the top. However, Le Wuchen had reached the True Martial Realm at this time, and Jun Tian was placed beside him, so he was quite confident about reaching the top.

Zhao Dongting looked up at the pagoda-like Tibetan Sword Pavilion, and suddenly felt like there was a ferocious beast on the top.

I just saw it but I haven't seen it yet.

This made him change his mind and said, "Forget it, it's better not to attract attention."

He practiced swordsmanship, but he was not a admirer of the sword god Oku, but he was unwilling to take risks.

And the moment he finished speaking, at the top of Zangjian Pavilion, two people suddenly shot out from it and leaped to the top of Zangjian Pavilion.

The two stood on the sloping roof at the east and west corners and stood in confrontation.

One was wearing a gray-white coat and hair was loose, the other was as tall as a demon, and the scarlet sword was particularly conspicuous.

A morning knife!

Zhao Dongting was surprised and did not expect to meet Chen Yidao here.

Judging from the situation, he obviously had defeated the sword slave on the seventeenth level below and successfully reached the top.

And the person opposite him was about to emerge.

Countless swordsmen below noticed this scene and shouted. They were just too many people and couldn't hear what they were shouting.

Perhaps begging the empty son to accept them as disciples.

The empty son's clothes fluttered, but his hands were without swords. He did not look down at the many pilgrimage swordsmen below.

Chen Yidao slowly pulled out the long sword behind him and pointed it straight at the empty boy, "Don't you use a sword?"

The empty son said nothing.

This is anger and the strong-willed Chen Yidao.

His feet suddenly stepped on the black tiles, and the tiles splashed. He held a knife in both hands and shot at the hollow boy, slashing straight down with one knife.

But the Huo Dunzi didn't resist, his body was floating, avoiding the sword light one after another.

Chen's face was cold, and one knife was better than another, and it kept slashing like heavy rain.

The swordsmen who were pilgrimage below had forgotten to shout and all looked up at him. The same was true for Zhao Dongting and the others.

Jun Tianfang suddenly sighed: "I am worthy of being a knife slave in the sword tomb."

Perhaps, Chen Yidao is really better than him.

The scarlet sword shadow kept flashing at the top of Zangjian Pavilion, and the sharpness almost enveloped the entire top of Zangjian Pavilion.

Dozens of tricks like this.

The Sword God Xiaodangzi still didn't use a single move.

Chen Yidao suddenly put away the knife, and then shouted: "Everything the eight wildernesses!"

His momentum reached a peak at this moment, and his sword was as intent as he could. Zhao Dongting stood on the Baiyu Square, as if he was in a vague state.

Could this sword break the sky?

The empty son finally stopped hiding.

Suddenly, his feet fell lightly on the corner eaves of the top of Zangjian Pavilion, and his gray robe suddenly bulged.

At this moment, everyone in the Baiyu Square below was shocked to find that their sword was buzzing slightly and kept shaking in the scabbard.

The sword intent of the empty son soared into the sky. At this moment, he no longer looked like an old man hanging down, but a sky sword with all his sharpness.

Zhao Dongting reached out and held the hilt of the sword on his shoulder and muttered, "I'm so kind! What's wrong?"

His sword intent moved according to his heart, but as soon as he came out, he felt like he was hit by a hammer, which made him pale.

It would be fine if he didn't move his sword intent, because his sword intent could not withstand the invasion of the sword intent of the Huoduzi.

Next to him, Jun Tianfang suddenly reached out to cover Zhao Dongting's shoulder.

Seeing him and Le Wuchen, they are worthy of being the most powerful people in the Zhenwu realm. With such a tide of sword energy, they still have a calm face.

"My sword!"
Chapter completed!