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Chapter 911 The Divine Sword in the World, Sleeping in the Sword Tomb!

However, this is too rare.

Because these swords are all divine swords, and they are all the most amazing sword cultivators in various eras. The sword spirits have been influenced by them for a long time, so they naturally develop a arrogant personality.

How could ordinary geniuses be able to see their magic?

This is also why there are more and more swords in the sword tomb, but there are very few real descendants who awaken the sword spirit and bring it out again.

Not to mention the distance, just talk about the number of people who have brought the sword out from here for nearly a thousand years.

In the past two hundred years, it hasn't been there once.

In fact, it is not that these geniuses entering the sword tomb are not amazing enough, but that these divine swords are too arrogant, and talent is not their only criterion for choosing a master.

In fact, this time, as before, most people come with an attitude of increasing their knowledge. As for being recognized by the Divine Sword, they didn't even dare to think about it.

However, according to the older generation, even if you cannot get the recognition of the magic sword after entering the sword tomb, you will gain other benefits. In the past, every person who came out of the sword tomb had a lot of gains, and many people even made breakthroughs on the spot.

This is also why every time the sword tomb is opened, it will cause a sensation in the entire continent and cause countless strong people to come.

The rising sun rises, and the golden sunshine falls on the vigorous ancient pine, making it more aura.

Immediately afterwards, Ding Nanjian stood up and his calm eyes slowly swept across the figures in the void.

"In a blink of an eye, another ten years has come. Today, the Wanjian Pavilion Holy Land will be opened again!"

"For a long time, I, Wanjian Pavilion, have followed the rules set by my ancestors and invited heroes from all over the world. As long as you are a cultivator under the age of 300, no matter whether you are a sword cultivator or not, after entering the sword tomb, as long as you can awaken the sword spirit in the divine sword and get its recognition, you can take it away!"

These rules are basically known to everyone in the world, and there is no need to elaborate them too much.

Ding Nanjian just described it briefly and directly ordered the opening of the sword tomb.

"Cruff..."

Two heavy wooden doors were slowly pushed open, but a faint light curtain appeared inside the door, as if it was a barrier, making people unable to see the scene inside the palace.

Ding Nanjian turned his body and pointed to the wooden door and said, "Everyone, the sword tomb has been opened! Whether you can enter it and get the recognition of the Divine Sword depends on your own luck!"

"But, I have to say a few more words. The sword tomb is very dangerous and there is a possibility of falling. So, I advise you not to show off your power!"

After saying that, Ding Nanjian retreated aside and signaled that everyone could enter.

Chu Jingzhe, Yuan Gang, Xiao Yutang, Jin Ao, Kong Xuan and others stood in the crowd and did not rush to set off.

As for the disciples of the Wanjian Pavilion, they also stood in a row in the air, and there was no intention of entering the sword tomb.

No matter what, they are also the owners here, so naturally they have to ask the guests to invite them first.

However, at this moment, Ding Nan raised his eyebrows and looked up at the void.

Immediately afterwards, the void was cut open by several sword energy, and several figures fell from the sky and landed directly on the platform in front of the palace.

Everyone was stunned when they saw this. Whose disciple is this? He doesn't understand the rules and lands from a high altitude. Do you not take Wanjian Pavilion seriously?

However, it has to be admitted that these young men are all invincible and have very terrifying strength. Looking at the geniuses in all directions, there are definitely not many people who can compete with them.

The cultivation of these young men ranged from the Tribulation Realm to the Peak of the Holy Realm. Each of them had a sharp aura and a look of arrogance in their eyes.

They raised their chins one by one and swept over the Sifang Genius with disdainful eyes.

"Haha... It's said that many geniuses emerged in this world. I was very disappointed when I saw it today!" A slightly immature man withdrew his gaze and said disdainfully.

"This is a world after all, and the requirements cannot be too high. But I just looked at it and there are still a few good seedlings. Although I am not qualified to be an opponent, it is still good to take it as a slave!" Another man a few years older said.

"Whose disciples of the family are so ignorant of the rules, so they are talking nonsense here?" An old man from Wanjian Pavilion scolded coldly.

Unexpectedly, the young man looked dissatisfied, glanced at him lightly, and said, "I'm just saying a fact!"

"I heard that the sword tomb of Wanjian Pavilion has been opened once in ten years. At that time, young monsters in the world will come. I will come here to see it and experience it. What's the difference between the sword tombs that claim to have collected more than half of the world's divine swords!"

"What a pity! At present, I'm a little disappointed!"

The man shook his head disdainfully, pretending to be regretful.

The implication is very obvious, and the gathering of geniuses is difficult to catch their eyes.

Similarly, this sentence aroused public anger.

Moreover, they were all guessing what the origin of this group of people was. They were all arrogant and domineering, and did not take the heroes of the world seriously at all.

At this moment, a cold shout came from the crowd: "Arrogant!"

The young man raised his eyebrows and a hint of anger appeared on his face, and he asked, "What? Do you have any objections?"

The person who spoke was a disciple from the three major academies. He walked out with anger on his face and said, "Have you never taught you that your elders should respect your teachers and respect the Tao? There are so many seniors here in Wanjian Pavilion, and so many elders from all major sects in the world. You don't know how to respect them, but you are so arrogant here!"

"hehe……"

The man sneered and continued, "Elder? Haven't the Immortal and Demon Continent always spoke based on their strength? They are just older than me. What qualifications are there to be my elders? It won't take long to go beyond them, so why should I respect them?"

"You... are looking for death!" The disciple of the three major academies shouted coldly and was about to take action.

"What? Do you want to fight me? To be honest, I don't even have the interest to take action as a waste like you!"

This sentence was like completely irritating him. The disciple of the three major academy shouted angrily, flashed his body, and punched him out.

"boom……"

With a loud bang, the young man raised his hand gently and hit him with a blow.

Immediately afterwards, the disciple of the three major academies flew backwards, and he coughed up blood in the air, which was extremely injured.

Suddenly, the scene became quiet and everyone's faces were filled with shock.

What is the origin of this group of people? Anyone's strength is so terrifying.

The group almost searched the forces on the Immortal and Demon Continent, but failed to find the origin of these people.

On the other hand, the young man stood there casually and said coldly: "If I hadn't just kept my hand, you would have been a corpse at this time!"

The disciple from the three major academies was caught by the teacher, and he saw that his entire right arm had been severely deformed and bloody.
Chapter completed!
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