I Have Countless Swords

two months later.

Zhou Xuanji and others packed up and headed to the Nanhan Dynasty.

Ada's back.

Jiang Xue asked Zhou Xuanji in a low voice, "Xuanji, do you really stop thinking about it?"

She understood why Zhou Xuanji was going to the Nanhan Dynasty.

It must be for Qiu Baili.

But in her heart, Zhou Xuanji was more important than Qiu Baili.

She didn't want Zhou Xuanqi to be harmed.

Zhou Xuanji nodded and said, "I don't want to regret it."

Hearing this, Jiang Xue stopped persuading her.

"When the time comes, you will wait for me outside the Nanhan Dynasty."

Zhou Xuanji tilted his head and said that the beautiful woman behind him was regarded by him as the most important person in his life, and he did not want her to take risks with him.

Jiang Xue shook her head and said, "No matter where you go, I will accompany you, even if you die, it was the same in the past, it is the same now, and it will be the same in the future."

Zhou Xuanji warmed his heart, and then said angrily, "Will you accompany me and be a fuel bottle?"

Jiang Xue glared: "I am now on the second floor of the Consecrated Light Realm, and I am proficient in the five elements of spells and healing techniques. I am the sorcerer's nanny that you often say, plus support. If you are injured, I can help you."

While speaking, she also pinched Zhou Xuanji's waist, and said coquettishly, "How dare you despise me!"

Zhou Xuanji curled his lips and said, "Can you be gentle, you were not like this when you were young."

"It's not your pet."

Jiang Xueqiao blushed slightly and said in a low voice.

She can only do this to Zhou Xuanji, and she will be polite and keep a certain distance when facing other people.

Zhou Xuanji looked forward with firm eyes, and said, "I still want to spoil you for ten thousand years, don't worry, we can all come back alive when we go to Nanhan."

Jiang Xue was sweet in her heart, leaned her chin on his shoulder, put her arms around his waist, and slowly closed her beautiful eyes.

...

Southern Cold Dynasty.

The once prosperous dynasty was filled with smoke, and all the cities had been reduced to ruins.

In the center of the dynasty, only the royal city still stands.

Demon cultivators are all over the city wall, they all wear uniform dark yellow robes with two big characters printed on their backs, Xinhao!

In the royal city, there are countless demon cultivators of the Xinhao Sect, spread all over the streets.

There were many corpses lying on the street, and many prisoners were chained to the corners, unable to move.

Qiu Baili and a group of Tibetan Sword Sect cultivators were imprisoned in a dilapidated street.

The iron chains on their bodies were connected, with long spikes piercing into the ground at both ends, each person's pipa bones were pierced, and the meridians were broken, like a crippled person.

Qiu Baili's robes were tattered, his hair was messy, and his face was covered in blood scabs. He leaned against the wall and stared at the sky blankly.

"Even Meng Tianlang was defeated. It won't be long before we will be beheaded."

An old man next to him muttered to himself in despair, causing everyone else around him to tremble.

They were tortured and humiliated, and they could not escape death, so they might as well kill themselves.

But who can really face death?

A female disciple of the Tibetan Sword Sect gritted her teeth and said: "Tao Qixue has already released his words and wants to challenge Jianshen Zhou. As long as Jianshen Zhou wins him, he will let us go. We still have hope, and Jianshen Zhou will definitely come. of!"

When the other disciples heard this, their eyes lit up.

The Tibetan Sword Sect practiced swords, and the entire sect naturally respected Zhou Jianshen.

"That's right! Sword God Zhou will definitely come!"

"Zhou Jian Shen Zhai has a kind heart and will never give up on us!"

"He is not even afraid of Queen Da Zhou and Sword Emperor Da Zhou, and naturally he is not afraid of stepping on seven blood!"

"When the Sword God comes, he will definitely be able to defeat Ta Qixue!"

The disciples of Tibetan Sword Sect were all excited and chatted in a low voice.

Qiu Baili shuddered, and when he heard the words Zhou Jianshen, he couldn't help but think of Zhou Xuanji.

Zhou Jianshen is said to be small and very similar to Zhou Xuanji.

But no matter how evil Zhou Xuanji is, it is impossible for him to be so evil, right?

In just ten years, it has reached the point where the world knows it.

Shouldn't be him.

That child is very talented, and it is estimated that he is currently impacting the inner core realm. How can he kill Qin Qicun, Tieyulong, and Tibetan Niu Black Emperor?

"Unfortunately, I can't see you again in this life."

Qiu Baili let out a faint sigh. In his heart, he had long regarded Zhou Xuanji and Jiang Xue as grandchildren, and he would always care about the two children outside of his usual practice.

Of course, it's just worrying, not worrying.

With the little devil Zhou Xuanji around, Jiang Xue would not suffer.

At this moment, a team of magic cultivators passed by pulling the prison cart.

People on both sides of the street looked up and saw a lonely figure sitting paralyzed in the prison car.

It was Meng Tianlang.

At this moment, Meng Tianlang has no prestige in the past, his hair is disheveled, his armor has been removed, and his black clothes are tattered and stained with blood.

He lowered his head, his eyes were empty, like a dead man.

"Seeing the unpopular? You, the second-ranked Tianjiao on the Great Zhou Heroes Ranking, is nothing more than that!"

Above the prison car, there was a figure sitting, and he laughed wildly.

He is stepping on seven blood!

He looks like he is in his early twenties, handsome and evil, with long hair tucked under a silver crown, wearing a gorgeous red robe, as if stained with blood.

Looking at him, the people on both sides of the street dared not speak.

Ta Qixue bent his right leg and put his right hand on his right knee, his posture was lazy, and his smile was a little crazy.

"If Zhou Jianshen dares to come, he will be my next favorite!"

"I know that you are looking forward to the arrival of Jianshen Zhou, and I am also looking forward to it!"

"I can't wait to see him kneeling and begging for mercy!"

"Hahaha--"

Treading Qixue laughing at himself~www.readwn.com~ did not take Sword God Zhou in his eyes at all.

Everyone on the street stared at him with red eyes.

If eyes can kill people, Ta Qixue would have smashed into tens of thousands of pieces.

The team continued to move forward, stepping on the seven blood, intending to let all the prisoners in the city see Meng Tianlang's tragic appearance.

...

"Ming--"

The roar of the dragon eagle in the sky resounded under the sky.

On Ah Da's back, Zhou Xuanji was holding the Angry Ape Sword in his left hand, and he also transferred his spiritual aid bracelet to his left hand. Even though he had been gaining strength for ten days, he still did not feel sore in his hand.

Compared with the last time, his cultivation has soared, which naturally makes him feel more relaxed.

Zhao Congjian carried the little black snake, Bei Xiaowangjian carried Han Shenbo, and Huang Lianxin held the sword alone.

A group of people swept across the mountains as if they were exiled immortals.

Zhao Congjian turned his head and said, "Master, there is still half a day before the Nanhan Dynasty, and it is estimated that it will take two days to reach the Nanhan King City."

Zhou Xuanji nodded and said, "Wait a while to stop and rest for a while, and then rush to Nanhan King City at full speed."

Everyone has no opinion.

An hour later.

They rested on the plain and looked around, they could already see the outline of the border gate of the Southern Han Dynasty.

Zhou Xuanji began to deploy the plan, and everyone listened quietly.

After he finished speaking, Han Shenbo couldn't help but said, "Can you unblock me? I'm completely useless now."

The majestic Zhouxiong ranked first in the hero list, but he was like a mortal.

Following Zhou Xuanji and the others like this would be a complete death sentence.

Zhou Xuanji glanced at him and said, "If we can escape this battle, I will unblock it for you."

When Han Shenbo heard this, his face was pale, and he was sweating coldly.

The little black snake leaned beside him, erected its snake body, and said proudly: "Don't think about it, do you know how many years this old man has been tortured? You're less than a year old, keep waiting."