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Chapter 134: Master of the East China Sea

A magnificent hall was led by four iron cables from the east. Finally, it fell down at the three mountains of Li Jiange and stood steadily on the ground. The sky, Feng Yun Wuji and others fell gently, and with a trembling hand, the iron cable in their hands sank straight into the ground, penetrated into the huge bluestone that merged with the entire mountain.

"This place is good." The purple emperor's robe spread out, floated to the edge of the cliff on one side, looked down at the mountain in the distance, and said aloud: "Brother Ximen and Senior Dugu, I will send it to you. In this way, you and I will add Brother Wuji's Sword Pavilion, and the three halls are formed into horns, which can be attacked and defended, and are integrated into one, isn't it great."

"Thank you so much." Dugu Wushang said, knowing that what he said was the truth and was beneficial to everyone, he no longer refused. Ximen Yibei nodded. Behind, hundreds of disciples from the Nansheng Beidou Sect flew over in a hall.

Zihuang flicked his sleeves and jumped into the air, pointed his right index finger at his right hand. The disciples understood and placed the Nansheng Hall on another mountain that was thousands of feet high.

The Nansheng Hall, the Beidou Hall, and the Jiange, all face each other from afar and protect each other.

"I will take my leave first. After a while, when everything is done, I will come and visit you." Feng Yun Wuji said.

Everyone nodded. The foundation of the Nansheng Beidou Sword Sect moved to the sword domain, and many things still need to be done. They will probably be very busy in a short period of time. All four of them were not talking too much, so they nodded.

Then, Fengyun Wuji, Ximen Yibei, Dugu Wushang each headed towards the other two halls.

Behind Zihuang, Donghou, dressed in red, slowly walked out from the bottom of the mountain. While walking, he said, "Has Zihuang made up his mind to really work with them?"

Zihuang nodded: "When it comes to mutual benefit, when it comes to division, when it comes to mutual harm, and when things develop, we cannot disagree."

Queen Dong pondered for a moment and nodded, "It's good that the four sword emperors are all in charge of the sword domain, and there is also the matter of destroying the sword emperor's body. This is enough to intimidate the world and confirm the name of the sword domain. However, the master of this sword domain?..."

Zihuang sneered, flew over, hugged Donghou's waist, and said with a smile: "What do you do in this kind of thing? I can't take over his sword pavilion, and he can't control my Nansheng Beidou Sword Sect. Everyone is on an equal footing. This is a fact. It cannot be changed. The Sword Domain has only the Sword Emperor, no Sword Emperor, and no Sword God. How can a Sword God be released? Perhaps, he will become the real master of the Sword Domain among us. After all, strength is the element that determines everything."

The East Queen chuckled...

When they returned to Jiange, Chishu and others were greeted at the foot of the mountain.

"Welcome to the lord." The 500,000 golden armored soldiers knelt down at the same time.

"Get up." Feng Yun Wuji fell down, tiptoed on the ground, and his body drew an arc towards the towering sword pavilion on the mountain: "Come with me in a sudden wound."

On the outside of Jiange, four generals wearing general armor guarded the four corners of Jiange. Along the four corners, four rows of golden armored soldiers were on guard. Over the Jiange, eight other Jiange disciples wearing white robes were floating in the air, watching around.

Outside Jiange, four high mountains are surrounded by towers, and six Jiange disciples guarding each tower.

After entering Jian Pavilion, Feng Yun Wuji waved his lower robe and sat down cross-legged in front of the sudden injury.

Chishen knelt down respectfully and said, "Master, at present, 500,000 golden armored soldiers of my Jiange are stationed in Jiange, and the remaining more than 100,000 disciples, according to what Master said, only 10,000 disciples are left to patrol the sword domain. The rest have been transformed into the Free Sect and are traveling on the ancient land. Once there is any movement, they will definitely be able to send it back in time."

"Very good. At that time, millions of disciples and some people were going to go to each domain. Although they could not refuse, they were intentional. Now the situation has been completed, and there are no longer any deafness. There are too many masters in this ancient land. At present, the one with the highest martial arts skills I know is the Sword Emperor, but even the Sword Emperor has only more than 50 million years of skill. The ancient agreement was signed 100 million years ago. Now the ones that appear on the ancient continent are basically strong people after the signing of the ancient agreement, or to be precise, they are humans who ascended to the ancient times many years ago. We have not seen any of the true primitive ancient humans.

The reason for this is quite interesting. There are also domain masters in several domains, all of which are god-level masters. The emperor level can control the power of heaven and earth within a certain range and suppress martial arts below the emperor level. Only God knows how strong the god level is... Slow injury, you are my only real disciple. I really hope that you can make a breakthrough and become the fifth emperor-level master in my sword domain. After thousands of years of hard practice at the bottom of the East China Sea, I already feel that I am only one step away from the imperial level. I may step in at any time, but I may not step in for the rest of my life."

"I will never let my master down. I will think of the sword body technique. I have already practiced the third level of the heart sword realm." Chishen said respectfully.

"It's great, but your talent is not bad. The mysterious skill of Nine-Turn Life and Death is very mysterious, and it is the key to my survival. I passed on you, but not long ago, I suddenly felt the huge flaw in this set of martial arts. If it is passed on to you, it will definitely destroy you in the future. When will I come up with the method to improve it, I will teach you again."

"Ah? Master, why is this happening?" Chi Shue said in shock.

Feng Yun Wuji sighed, stroked his right hand over a floor beneath him. In the eyes of Chishen and stunned, a green bud was pulled out of the wooden board. Although it continued to stretch, it would grow until it was about one finger long, and the two leaves split and spread to both sides.

"Master, this?!! It's so incredible!" Chi Shu looked at the green buds that were pulled out of the wooden board in shock, and suddenly said in confusion: "Master, the Nine-Turn Life and Death Mystery Technique is not very strong..." Before Chi Shu could finish his words, he saw that the non-green seedling quickly withered and turned black, and in the blink of an eye it turned into a small tuft of black gray on the ground.

"It is impossible to explain in words... As a great disciple of the Sword Emperor in the Sword Domain, your skills should not be too low. Today I will pass on your skills to make you protect yourself." After that, Feng Yun Wuji opened his mouth and squirted out the sword element. The sword element covered his body with a sudden injury and gradually disappeared into the sudden injury dantian.

About a stick of incense, Chishang opened his eyes. In the dark room, when Chishang opened his eyes, it suddenly lit up, but Chishang's eyes burst out with more than three inches of splendor, and the light suddenly appeared.

"Thank you, Master." Chishen fell to his head and bowed.

"Well, go, when I am not here, everything in Jiange will be managed by you. If a strong enemy attacks, with the more than 500,000 golden armored soldiers of our Jiange, and the help of the other sword emperors, you can fight back and worry-free."

He was slowly wounded and retreated. When he arrived at the gate of Jian Pavilion, he dared to turn around and walk out of Jian Pavilion. In this Jian Pavilion, only Feng Yun Wuji was left...

(Someone mentioned that it is human internal struggle now, which is not good. After all, it is not an ideal world, and fighting is inevitable. At present, it seems a bit unkind. After a while, I will systematically talk about the biggest strategies of the senior management of the human race in a chapter. As well as the internal struggle and various hidden stories, I guess everyone can understand why there will be disputes after reading it. In addition, the civil strife of the human race will not last for a long time, and the perspective will be changed after a while, of course, based on the development of the plot)

PS: This book will be available tomorrow, and on November 1st, a large number of books will be available. Here is a reminder for you first. After posting one in the evening, I will also give you a routine comment on the shelves.
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