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Chapter seven hundred and twenty third generation sword god

A long time ago, one day there was a strong wind and sand in the outer land. The wind was howling and the sand was flying. However, the bad weather could not stop an unwilling heart.

He marched against the flying sand in a dangerous way. The wind was strong, but his steps never stopped. His eyes showed an unyielding will, and the terrifying sword energy was released as he was unwilling to give in.

Sand snakes swam under his feet, but they were so frightened that they turned around and ran away.

He overcame many difficulties and obstacles and finally arrived at his destination, Qianye Capital. He looked at the closed door, and seemed to have thought of something. His eyes became angry, and he unsheathed his sword. Suddenly, the door was split in half. Absolutely

It's so strong, absolutely amazing.

The soldiers were awakened and came in large numbers to prevent this man from entering the palace. However, in front of one man and one sword, all the spears and shields were chopped into pieces like tofu. All those who dared to stop him were killed and their bodies were turned upside down.

Flying horizontally.

The street from the city gate to the palace was simply littered with corpses. Soldiers kept coming to support and fell one after another. They were brave but could not make up for the gap in strength.

Outside the palace, there were soldiers screaming. They couldn't stop it, and their morale was collapsing.

Finally, even the palace gate could no longer defend itself, and was split open by the man with an angry sword. There was also a shout: "Qianye, come out."

In the palace, a graceful and regal woman with majestic eyes took off her dragon robe, and was served by a maid, and put on a chivalrous dress. Then Qianye just waved her hand, and the maids immediately pushed her to the side in fear.

Qianye formed a seal and recited a mantra, an unusual aura emanated from his body, and his whole body became more powerful. He stretched out his hand and a sword next to him was pulled and flew directly into Qianye's hand.

Qianye touched the sword in his hand and smiled bitterly: "Very good, you and I will end all this today." After saying that, Qianye turned around, holding the sword and walking solemnly, followed closely by dozens of maids.

At this moment, the soldiers are still resisting. This is the step leading to the palace. They are holding on desperately, but under that man's sword, it seems that all their efforts are useless.

"Get out of the way!" With a soft shout, the soldiers gave way to the man one after another, as if they had been granted amnesty.

The man stopped. He stared at the condescending and beautiful figure on the steps. There were questions and tenderness in his eyes, as if he had many questions to ask but didn't know where to start.

Qianye said calmly: "You shouldn't have come!"

The man also replied calmly: "But you knew I would definitely come and tell me why. What did I do wrong for you to do this to me?"

"You did nothing wrong, it's just that we are not suitable for each other." Qianye's eyes were indifferent, as if he didn't want to see the other person at all.

"You can leave as you say. If you say it's inappropriate, it's not appropriate. Everyone says that your Goddess Society is a witch, but I don't care, because I love you, and I even gave up my position as the leader for you. Now you just give me

What I said is inappropriate." The man pointed his sword at Qianye, and then asked angrily: "I came here today to ask you, how much of it is true that you and I are together."

After hearing this, Qianye mocked: "A great swordsman, you actually came all the way to ask me such a stupid question."

"I'm stupid. Even if I know that I'm being used by you, even if I know that you don't really love me, I still can't let go." After saying that, the Sword God walked towards the steps step by step, with an expression as if nothing could stop him.

"That's enough, stop messing around." Qianye pointed his sword at the other party and gave him a final warning.

However, the sword god ignored it and continued to move forward, even speeding up his pace to rush towards him. His eyes were firm and his steps were even firmer, as if nothing could make him look back.

"Why do you have to force me?" Qianye felt pain in his heart, sighed secretly, and then swung his sword to challenge.

The movement skills of both of them were extremely fast. The moment they fought, they passed each other. The two swords collided in a short time. The sword energy exploded with lightning and was so fierce that it was impossible for anyone else around to get close.

Every sword strike of the Sword God was incredibly fast. Ordinary people could not tell how many sword strikes the Sword God made in the blink of an eye. What was even more amazing was that Qianye's sword speed actually kept up with the Sword God's attacks.

They blocked them all, but they were just parrying.

The two of them fought all the way up the steps. The sound of weapons clashing was shocking. A violent collision sent sparks flying, and the sword energy shattered everything within ten steps.

The guards were all stunned, and they all had a thought in their minds. Since the Queen has such high martial arts skills, does she still need their protection?

Qianye naturally doesn't know martial arts, but uses magic. He invites the souls of swordsmanship masters from past generations to be put into weapons, so that he can be used as a swordsman for a short time, just to fool the unsuspecting people.

Knowing that Qianye had this ability, the Sword God became even more ambitious and struck out with a powerful and heavy sword, which Qianye could not resist and had to retreat sharply.

"Okay, very good!" The sword god shouted in a low voice, strode into a meteoric stride, accelerated his body skills and sword speed, and attacked again.

"Give me a helping hand." Qianye recited a spell, and the sword he held suddenly flashed a cold light.

I don’t know how long the two of them fought, and I don’t know how many moves they fought. From day to night, there was no winner or lose, especially when the two of them flew to the top of the palace to fight, which made the people below feel pain in their necks.

In the end, since there was nothing anyone could do, he had no choice but to give up. The Sword God sheathed his sword and turned to leave. The guards immediately responded and let him go. The first one could not stop him, and the second Qianye nodded and agreed to let him go.

The Sword God only walked a few steps, then turned back calmly: "Qianye, I'm still not willing to give in, so I will come back." After saying that, he continued to walk forward, and the figure seemed a little lonely.

Qianye looked at the Sword God's leaving figure and felt sad for a while, cursing inwardly why he couldn't just say a few cruel words to end the matter completely, and why he still left a little hope for the other party.

"I'm sorry, we can't be together. If you want to blame it, it's God's will. I'm the one who's sorry for you in this life. If there is an afterlife..." Qianye raised his head and looked at the stars in the night sky. When a meteor streaked across the sky, it bloomed last and most brilliantly.

Qianye's heart skipped a beat due to the light. He counted with his fingers and Qianye's face suddenly changed color. This was a sign of someone's demise.

At this time, the Sword God also saw the meteor, but he just smiled and continued walking forward.

Suddenly, Lin Xi woke up from her dream and saw clearly that the environment she was in was her own room. Only then did she realize that the scene just now was just a dream.
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