Chapter 1312 Return to Sword Valley

"I actually agreed!"

In the Golden Horn Business, Zhao Yan received a reply and a sneer appeared on his face.

The conditions he offered were a bit insulting, but unexpectedly, the ancestor of Broken Sword really wanted the Taixuan Jiufeng Cauldron, so he could agree to such conditions!

Huang Ailin said, "Husband! Just be careful, they must be prepared this time! At that time, the sword Heluo used by the ancestor Duanshan may be extremely powerful and far beyond your imagination!"

If the normal situation is, the Jianheluo refined by the Duanshan Ancestor will definitely not be able to defeat Zhao Yan.

Because Zhao Yan added his own characteristics in addition to Jian Heluo's classics, that is, the last sword Duanliu; he also placed his natal magic weapon Shenxiao Dragon Roar Sword in Jian Heluo, so that Jian Heluo's power reached its peak!

There is no such part of the refining technique obtained by Duanshan Ancestor, so he is definitely not Zhao Yan's opponent.

But Huang Ailin reminded him that the ancestor Broken Sword intervened in this matter.

With the cultivation of the powerful Divine Realm of the ancestor of the Breaking Sword, this Jianheluo must be modified and created, and its power will definitely be incomparable!

"It seems that in these three days, I will rebuild my Jianheluo again!"

After three days, Zhao Yan also entered a retreat.

It has been more than ten years since the Jianheluo he created last time, and his cultivation has successfully reached the late stage of the Nascent Soul. He has also gained more understanding of the treasure of Jianheluo!

So he began to rebuild this powerful combat system during his retreat.

"This is no longer a weapon, but a space that combines a large number of weapons. All opponents fall into my space. I have to find a way to launch a fatal and powerful blow to it! At the same time, if it overlaps with the opponent's space, I also have to use the power of my Jianheluo, fight against it, and defeat it!"

Zhao Yan sat cross-legged, his eyes were as lightning as lightning, and he was fully focused.

"When I first refined it, there were 3,000 flying swords in Jianheluo; each flying sword could emit one hundred sword lights, which would be 300,000 sword lights! The one that my Jianheluo can exert its combat power is these 300,000 sword lights!"

"In these just three days, it is impossible for me to find a large number of flying swords."

"But my current cultivation and vision are far superior to those of the past. Each of these 3,000 flying swords has excellent quality. I can make it emit three times the sword light before!"

According to Zhao Yan's idea of ​​refining, each flying sword can emit 300 sword lights.

In this way, 3,000 flying swords can emit up to 900,000 sword lights. In this way, his sword He Luo suddenly became more than three times stronger, and the combat space was further expanded. What made Zhao Yan even more happy was that his Shenxiao Dragon Roar Sword had also been upgraded from the original level of success to the perfect level!

"My Divine Sky Dragon Roar Sword is also stronger than before, and the sword light is more than before, and the area of ​​Jianhe Luobugai is also larger than before! My current Jianhe Luo's power is ten times stronger than when I fought against the heavenly tribulation! I don't know why the Jianhe Luo, which the Duanshan Ancestor just refined, hadn't been long since, should fight me?"

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Three days passed quickly, and on the third day, there were crowds of people in the teleportation square in Jiangliu City.

Cultivators from various sects are gathering here frantically. After arriving in Jiangliu City, they will immediately release their flying treasures and run towards the sword valley not far away!

Everyone wants to see this peak showdown.

Although most of the people who came to watch the battle did not understand what Jianheluo was, they all knew that the bet made in this battle was the most glorious one in tens of thousands of years!

On the side of the Lord of the Ten Directions, the bet he made was the legendary weapon of the powerful Divine Realm, Taixuan Jiufeng Cauldron; on the other side, the ancestor of the Broken Sword not only released the precious Qianyuan Pill in this showdown, but also made a promise, "If the sword valley loses, I will kneel down to the Lord of the Ten Directions and bow to the Lord of the Ten Directions and bow to the Lord of the Ten Directions and bow to the bow!"

"Wow! I don't know who will win this time?"

"I'm really looking forward to it! The legendary weapon of Taixuan Jiufeng Cauldron, I didn't expect that it would be seen again in Tian Ri. I heard that the Lord of the Ten Directions had obtained this treasure that only after defeating the demon gods in the lower realm!"

"Extreme! Have you heard that the so-called Jianheluo is also a sword technique in ancient legends!"

"I haven't even heard of the name! But it should be extraordinary!"

"Anyway, if you can see this duel with your own eyes, we will not be ignorant of this life!"

Amid the discussion, the disciples of the sword valley also walked to the stands. Shen Lang, Zheng Hongsheng, Su Yidao, Fang Qinghan, Wen Ziyu and others sat down. Their hearts were very complicated. On one side were their ancestors, and on the other side were their good friends. They didn't know which side they hoped to win!

However, what they want to do most now is to see their friends back then.

Today's battle not only attracted disciples from the Sword Valley, but also from the major sects nearby, even the three major sects and even the major sects in the Southern Wilderness, and many of them were met by Zhao Yan.

Just as everyone was talking, many people pointed to the sky and shouted, "Look, the ancestors of the ten directions are here!"

This time, Zhao Yan and Huang Ailin used a giant boat-shaped flying magic weapon provided by the Golden Horn Business, and slowly flew in the sky. Hundreds of cultivators could stand on the magic weapon, while Zhao Yan and Huang Ailin stood at the front of the magic weapon.

I saw Zhao Yan wearing a black dragon scale armor, with a long spear behind him, with a mighty aura, standing in the air, with white hair floating behind his head. Although he had a black armor helmet on his face, those who knew him could be sure almost immediately that this was Zhao Yan;

Huang Ailin, who was standing next to Zhao Yan, was wearing a silver-shiny fitting armor, showing a completely different temperament from her back then. She was wearing a flying phoenix mask, but her peerless look was still shocking.

"This is the Lord of the Ten Directions and the Mission of the Ten Directions!" All the people watching the battle below raised their heads and looked at the two of them with envy.

When the giant boat-shaped flying magic weapon entered the scope of the sword valley, many disciples of the sword valley who were stepping on the flying sword-shaped flying treasure flew up to lead the way, leading the huge boat to the battlefield of this battle, the life and death platform!

Zhao Yan stood proudly at the front of the flying magic weapon, lowered his head and watched, and smiled faintly, "I was here to confront my master Li Xuanhou! I didn't expect that when I came here again today, I would still have to go to the stage of life and death! Although this battle has nothing to do with life and death, it is related to my honor, and I must defeat it!"

Huang Ailin looked sideways, and smiled with a pair of phoenix eyes, "Husband, this is your place where you rise, and you will definitely win!"

(End of this chapter)

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