Chapter 7 - Revisiting the Southern Kingdom of Kyoto
Sword Cultivator!
At this time, more than a dozen royal family worshipers who were deep in the palace could clearly sense a domineering aura that enveloped the entire palace!
In their impression, only the sword cultivator has such a domineering aura.
But three years ago, Xiaoyao Sword Sect was destroyed and there were no sword cultivators again in the southern country.
But now there is such a domineering sword cultivator aura again. Could it be that the thief from the Xiaoyao Sword Sect has been killed again?
"Who is it?"
"Could it be that Qin Hongyu broke through the ninth grade?"
"It is possible that Qin Hongyu's qualification back then was a existence that even Jieshanhe praised."
"It's not like Qin Hongyu. I've seen her swordsmanship without such a domineering feeling, but rather a bit like Jie Shanhe himself."
"Learn the mountains and rivers? A man who has been dead for twenty years still discusses what he does."
"Everyone, follow me, the ninth-grade sword cultivator should not be underestimated."
In the blink of an eye, these royal family worshipers quickly exchanged their divine thoughts and made a decision. The three unknown worshipers suddenly soared into the air to stop the visitor.
The entire imperial guards of the palace were quickly mobilized and surrounded the Golden Palace.
"Who is here? Which disciple of Jieshanhe?"
Qin Changsheng, who was wearing a yellow robe in the Golden Palace, also showed an urgent look at this time. He knew that a sword cultivator was coming, but he was not worried at all, but felt like he was so confident that the clouds could clear and the moon was bright.
Three years, three full years!
He has been chasing the sword cultivators who escaped, because someone on them controlled the keys of the treasure pavilion of the Xiaoyao Sword Sect. Only by grasping them can he take the foundation of the Xiaoyao Sword Sect for himself!
Now they are automatically delivered to their doorsteps?
Even if those true disciples of Jie Shanhe are really promoted to the ninth-grade sword cultivator, the ninth-grade sword cultivator is indeed powerful but not invincible.
Want to take revenge? Unless Jieshanhe himself comes in person!
"I don't know yet, but the great priest has sent three priests to take action, and the old slave has already told them to keep a living."
An old eunuch next to him also spoke in a low voice.
"Okay, very good!"
Qin Changsheng smiled happily and said, if the South could take the foundation of the Xiaoyao Sword Sect for himself, then the national strength would undergo a qualitative change!
After entering Liangcheng, Jie Shanhe did not continue to fly with his sword and landed in the city, and slowly walked towards the direction where the palace was.
Li Yuan's outfit carrying a long sword behind him attracted the surprise and gaze of many ordinary people.
You should know that since the rumors of the Xiaoyao Sword Sect trying to seize the imperial power three years ago, the word "Sword Cultivation" has become a taboo.
Not to mention that there is no sword cultivator in Liangcheng who dares to travel with his sword so boldly.
"He...he is Li Yuan from Xiaoyao Sword Sect!?"
"Jian Shijiu, it's him! I saw the government posting his portrait some days ago."
"Who is the young man walking in front of Jian Shijiu?"
"I don't know, but why is he back?"
The ordinary people on both sides of the street did not recognize Jieshanhe, but recognized Li Yuan.
It is reasonable for them to not recognize Jieshanhe. After all, for ordinary people, Jieshanhe, who was already old man twenty years ago, disappeared from the world. His understanding of him is almost all in various rumors that he recites each other.
But the sound of horse hooves came from the front.
What caught my eye was hundreds of black riders coming from the end of the street, and the solemn intention of killing quickly spread.
"Rebel Li Yuan, we are ordered..."
The leader of the penalty area was sitting on the horse's back and staring coldly at Li Yuan, who was about to say something, but the next moment, no one could see clearly what was going on and saw his head dropping directly to the ground.
The bright red blood column rushed out directly from the headless corpse and fell slowly to the ground after a few seconds.
This scene shocked everyone, and hundreds of black riders subconsciously took a few steps back. They didn't even see who took action to kill their commander in what way.
Li Yuan remained silent and couldn't help but sigh in his heart.
In the eyes of others, Jie Shanhe might have done nothing, but as a sword cultivator, he could vaguely sense that Jie Shanhe had a sword aura that struck the other person's neck.
The real murder is invisible. Unfortunately, I am still far away from this step.
Jie Shanhe continued to move forward as if he had never done anything, and hundreds of black cavalry did not dare to stop his pace at this time.
It's not that I don't want it but that I can't,
The terrifying aura that spreads from Jie Shanhe makes these black cavalry, who are far from enough, look like they are facing a great enemy.
A look is enough to make them frightened and unable to think of taking action. For them, they can't even understand why there are such terrifying characters in this world.
Even if you see the worshipers who see the dragon head but not the tail in daily life, they are not as terrible as this young man in front of you.
Just facing Jieshanhe's sight makes them feel almost unable to breathe.
Who is this sacred?
But the next moment, something even more terrifying happened. Every time Jieshanhe took a step forward, someone fell in a pool of blood.
Although these black knights who are affiliated with the imperial guards of the palace are not peerless masters, at least they are all cultivators, they are encountering unprecedented horror at this moment.
One by one, watching the companions around him fall into a pool of blood.
Most of the deaths are the same, and they are directly separated by unknown means by people!
Blood flowed on the ground like a river, and the remaining black riders looked frightened one by one.
Compared with the tragic death of his companions,
What makes them even more terrible is that this kind of thing happens to them at any time, and they are just waiting to die slowly.
There is nothing more terrifying in this world than waiting to die.
......
For these black cavalry affiliated with the Southern Royal Guards,
Jie Shanhe has no mercy and mercy. People in this era may have long since no one knows what the word "Sword Cultivation" means.
Any famous sword cultivator has countless blood stains in his hands.
Along the way, all the Black Cavalry died tragically.
At this time, there were only three people who blocked Jie Shanhe. From their outfits and aura, it can be judged that these three people are definitely not ordinary people.
"Does the royal family worship?"
Jieshanhe has a vague impression, and there was no such thing as worshipping the southern country in the past.
But after almost destroying the country hundreds of years ago, after seeing the terrifying strength that Jie Shanhe showed when he defended the country's gate with one sword.
The contemporary monarch of the Southern Kingdom realized that the possibility of a dynasty for a long time depends on whether there are enough strong people, so since then, the sacrificial academy has been established to recruit the heroes of the Tianxuan Continent to serve the royal family of the Southern Kingdom.
Later, he was able to become a ninth-grade practitioner who was worshipped by the royal family in the southern country.
Chapter completed!