"Hu" the wind blew, blowing the corner of Lu Xun's clothes.

The sky was filled with a pungent smell of blood, including those from foreign races and those from cultivators from Tianchen Continent.

Logically speaking, when Lu Xun fought against one hundred several times, the low-level alien race should be afraid of being killed by him, but in fact it was not.

They are really like wild monsters in the game, one after another.

After Lu Xun killed another wave, he rushed forward again immediately.

In reality, when the two armies confront each other, when a certain death rate reaches a certain level, the weak side will immediately become a defeated army.

When playing games before, Lu Xun didn't think too much about killing monsters. He wished they would rush forward without fear of death, but now it seems that it always feels a little weird.

The bloodthirsty nature in the bloodline of the alien race may be a factor, and [Blood Confirmation] may also be a factor, but Lu Xun always feels that the alien race is very purposeful and he will not give up until he achieves his goal.

"It's like a silly player who has taken on the mission." Lu Xun thought in his heart.

And their mission is to kill and destroy!

While killing the alien race, he looked in the direction of Xizhou.

Now he is not worried about the eastern realm where the Demon Sect is located, because there is no altar there, and the alien race cannot go there at the first time. The Demon Sect is now organizing people to support other sects.

Among the seven major sects, only the Demon Sect can run around to provide support, and there is no need to send many people to guard the family.

After all, as long as the teacher is still in the back mountain, it is enough.

The Xizhou, which is closest to Luxun, is different. According to the memories of previous lives, the civil war in Xizhou is particularly fierce.

The degree of tragicity is that it is ranked among the top in all major areas of the Tianchen Continent.

Lu Xun didn't understand at the beginning that there were two major sword sects in Xizhou, and it should be very difficult for aliens to build an altar.

After all, those medium and large altars require high-level aliens to build and activate, and high-level aliens do not dare to jump up and down in front of the sect because they are too strong and too conspicuous.

Once they enter the West, they will be detected by their spiritual sense.

Therefore, Xizhou should be more small altars.

So, where did so many alien races in Xizhou come from?

Lu Xun can basically guess now: "There are probably a large number of ancient altars left in this Western continent!"

Moreover, these altars may not be damaged and can still be used!

This makes sense.

"I can only say that the address of the ancestor Jianshan was not selected well when he was founding the sect." Lu Xun thought in his heart.

Doesn’t this mean building our crystal next to the enemy crystal?

Therefore, when the current battle situation stabilizes, Lu Xun will rush to Xizhou to support him.

This is how the disciples of the Demon Sect and the players of the Demon Sect are. There is no monster killing at home, and they run around to support them.

They all look like the wild king.

"If I remember correctly, in my previous life, Ye Sui'an was seriously injured in the first battle with the alien race, almost gging, but because of this battle, his strength began to improve by leaps and bounds."

"For him, the protagonist of the world, he began to change from this battle."

"But... the plot has become different now. I don't know what Ye Sui'an will be like now?" Lu Xun thought in his heart.

Although Ye Sui'an is a little clingy, he will pester him as soon as he sees him. However, after getting along for a long time, he still develops some friendship.

Of course, the premise for friendship is that there is a problem with Ye Sui'an's emotional line. He no longer falls in love with Xiao Chan'er and no longer has the intention of trying to get in touch with Xiao Baicai, who is leading Lu Xun's family.

Otherwise, Lu Xun would be particularly disliked when he saw him, and the more he looked at him, the more he became disliked.

At the same time, Lu Xun was also a little worried about the safety of the boundary marker.

After all, in order to save himself, Dida destroyed the plan of the second priest and fell from the sky and killed Yin Tian's mount.

What do you know if the alien race will target it.

"You have to hurry over earlier." Lu Xun thought in his heart.

...

...

In the south of Xizhou, the sword casting city.

The Sword Forging City is one of the big cities in the Xizhou Realm. According to legend, the [Divine Sword] of the ancestor of Jianshan was built when he was living in seclusion in this city.

At that time, the Sword City was not called this name, but was just a small city. It took thousands of years to develop and grow into what it is today.

This place is different from Qingling City of the Demon Sect. Most of the Qingling City are mortals, while there are many practitioners hidden in the Sword Forging City.

There are famous swords here, including mortal iron used by people from the world, as well as magic swords, spiritual swords, and even fairy swords used by practitioners!

At the same time, this big city is also a well-known holy place for sword cultivation to cultivate the elderly.

Many sword cultivators are about to live their lives, or for other reasons, they will choose to come here to support their elderly care.

They are with swords all their lives, and for them, this big city where new swords are born every day will make them feel comfortable.

Oh~The breath of this sword is really delicious~

According to legend, there are even the Supreme Elder of Yijian Mountain and Wanjian Mountain living in seclusion here. It is a person who calls him uncle and uncle when he meets Pingshanhai.

For this reason, players in Xizhou also love to run to the sword casting city to try their luck and see if they can trigger any hidden plots or encounter major characters.

A few days ago, Ye Sui'an came to the sword casting city.

Because his sword [Moon Emperor]... was broken.

A few days ago, he went out to practice and experienced some storms. The Moon Emperor Sword was overwhelmed and was directly broken into two sections.

He came here to ask the Supreme Elder of Yijian Mountain to help him restore the Moon Emperor Sword.

According to legend, this Supreme Elder is a top three person who can rank among the top three in refining weapons today.

The Supreme Elder lived in seclusion in an inconspicuous blacksmith shop. He collected three apprentices without the qualifications to practice. He taught them nothing, so he taught them some methods of forging swords.

If a mortal has no cultivation, he will naturally not be able to forge magic weapons.

But with the guidance of this supreme elder, the mortal iron forged by these three apprentices is also considered a sharp blade in the world, so the business has always been good.

Before Ye Sui'an came here, Ping Shanhai introduced to him the character of this supreme elder.

According to Ping Shanhai, this old man was a sword fool in his early years and was with the sword all his life. Even though he had not lived long enough, he went down the mountain to live in seclusion, and chose the sword-making city with the heaviest breath of the sword.

As for why three apprentices were accepted?

Ping Shanhai speculated: First, because this is because you can find something to do, second, because the sword casting is related to the sword, and third, because this old man loves to scold people very much.

The main reason should be the third point.

How happy are you to accept a few apprentices and curse when you are idle?

Ping Shanhai was criticized by this old troll in his early years. Now when I think about it, I still feel that I still remember it fresh.

The words are not dirty, and the saliva is quite strong.

Before Ye Sui'an left, he solemnly patted his shoulder and offered a wave of blessings to his beloved disciple.

Then, Ye Sui'an stayed in the sword casting city and was sprayed for ten consecutive days.

The old troll was named Wu Shanshui. After seeing Ye Sui'an's innate sword body, he didn't know whether his hands were itchy or his mouth was itchy, so he took the initiative to start guiding him in his practice.

Wu Shanshui lost one of the front teeth, and she fell off when she was young. Her mouth was too smelly and she was beaten up and she lost her teeth.

This swordsman didn't care about his image and never thought of a way to fill his front teeth. Later, when he was successful in his cultivation, most people could only get sprayed by him. Because of the few front teeth and the saliva was less blocked, when he cursed, it was "really squirting"!

During these ten days, Ye Sui'an didn't know how he survived. He could vaguely smell a scent of saliva when he was sleeping.

Until the sky was dark, three narrow eyes appeared in the sky.

Until now, a large number of alien races arrived outside the sword castle city.

With a wave of Wu Shanshui's sleeves, the two disappeared into the backyard of the small blacksmith shop and came to the wall of Zhujian City.

The old man narrowed his eyes slightly, his head full of silver threads fluttered in the wind, and he said, "What kind of alien race are these?"

Ye Sui'an's face was solemn, and he nodded and said, "The news that Senior Lu had previously reported was indeed effective."

The old man turned his head and glared at him, saying, "Senior Lu, Senior Lu! How many times do you want to mention him a day? I almost heard calluses in my ears!"

Ye Sui'an shrank his head in front of him, looked into the distance, and raised the recast Moon Emperor Sword in his hand.

Wu Shanshui looked at him dissatisfiedly and said, "What? Are you going to let me and you face thousands of troops?"

"Uh." Ye Sui'an was slightly stunned, but the sword in his hand did not put down.

"Boy, I ask you, who are you? What is your identity?" Wu Shanshui said.

"Jianshan, Ye Sui'an." He replied.

"Do you know that since you are the only successor of contemporary Jianshan, what should you do?" Wu Shanshui said.

"Fight to the death!" Ye Sui'an's eyes were firm.

Then he was slapped in the head.

Ye Sui'an, who suffered a critical blow on the back of his head, looked confused and didn't know what he said wrong.

Should I turn my head and run away at this moment?

Wu Shanshui looked at him, and his previous disgusting eyes were rare to feel a little softer, and he spoke: "Since you are the only successor of Jianshan, you are equivalent to the future sword leader selected by Yijianshan and Wanjianshan..."

Before he finished speaking, he heard Ye Sui'an say, "I don't dare to be a lie, Senior Lu is... um..."

The back of the head was slashed again.

Wu Shanshui was too lazy to pay attention to him and said to himself: "We sword cultivators have never been afraid of war. This is right. However, as the future leader of swordsmanship and the only successor of contemporary swordsmanship, you should do more than just rush forward with me, an old man."

"You should look back and see where this is. You should feel carefully how many spiritual consciousnesses have been stuck on you since you stepped into the Sword Forging City."

Ye Sui'an fell silent when he heard this.

Since he came to the sword casting city, he has sensed from time to time that wisps of spiritual consciousness are stuck on him. It seems to be unintentional, but he is really paying close attention to him.

Wu Shanshui said that those are all old guys who are raising old age in Zhujiancheng.

Some are sword cultivators from Yijian Mountain and Wanjian Mountain, while others are not.

In their eyes, Ye Sui'an was like a talented junior, a top-notch jade, and one of the characters who could lead the sword cultivator in the future. He couldn't help but want to take a few more glances.

That's expectations.

These spiritual senses were not concealed, otherwise Ye Sui'an would not have known that so many people were "peeping" on him.

Wu Shanshui looked at him and shouted in a deep voice: "Boy! You represent the person from Jianshan. Your words and deeds represent the holy land of sword cultivators in the world."

"You have the best resources and never lack magic weapons, elixirs, and martial arts. You have the best master who can give you a blow when you are confused!"

"You have excellent talent, which is the gift from the world's sword fortune to you!"

"Now, in the catastrophe, look at the sword-making city behind you, and think about it carefully, what should you do!?"

After Wu Shanshui finished speaking, he flew up in the air, formed sword seals with both hands, and the cultivation level of the eighth level dispersed from him, with an unparalleled momentum.

Ye Sui'an glanced at the sword casting city in a daze.

He knew that there were a large number of sword cultivators living in seclusion here.

At this moment, he and Wu Shanshui were the only ones above the city.

Did they not sense the alien race in the distance?

impossible.

They are waiting for a voice.

They are waiting for this immature young man to understand the burdens and responsibilities on themselves.

In the face of catastrophe, sword cultivators also need leaders.

Perhaps there are Pingshanhai, Qian Zhengyi, and the sect leader of the two major sword sects, who can serve as leaders of the Xizhou sword cultivator.

What if it is possible?

These seclusionists are old, and they know how long they can live.

They want to look at this young man at this moment and examine this young man.

Can he afford it?

Does he have the courage to lead the sword cultivator in the world to fight the catastrophe?

Is he worthy?

Ye Sui'an stood on the city wall, as if he could hear the sound of sword casting in the sword casting city here.

He seemed to be able to feel the fire in the stove.

For some reason, he could still think of Lu Xun at this moment.

Like him, Lu Xun has a unique identity.

Everyone is young and their cultivation is not very high, but what are the senior Lu doing along the way?

He seemed to be leading the disciples of the Demon Sect all the time, and he was always opening up a new path for the sword cultivator in the world.

He was in a high position and always had the courage to take on this responsibility.

He never shy away from leading others.

Jianshan is both the holy land of sword cultivators today, and Xizhou is also the territory of Jianshan. Ye Sui'an dared not say that he has the power to command sword cultivators in the world, but at least in the Xizhou realm, he really has this power.

He is not a soldier, he is a general.

It’s right that he should rush up and fight the enemy bravely, but at least he has to finish what he should do!

"Shou!" The Moon Emperor's Sword was unsheathed.

Ye Sui'an raised his long sword in his hand, and the sword energy was everywhere.

He used his spiritual power and shouted loudly, and the sound spread throughout the sword casting city:

"I am Jianshan Ye Sui'an!"

"Where is the sword cultivator in Xizhou!!!?"

In an instant, countless spiritual consciousnesses gathered on him were no longer hidden.

They were always paying attention to him.

"Surp!" The first sword sound came from the west of the city.

"Swish!" A sword sound also came from the south of the city.

For a moment, the sound of swords sounded one after another in the sword-making city!

One after another sword energy after another was generated in the sword-making city, pointing straight to the sky and soaring straight into the sky!

Countless sword energy gathered together, as if it was gathered out of thin air above the sword city, forming a long rainbow of sword energy!

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Chapter completed!