I Have Countless Swords

"After ten days, we will open the door of the sword pavilion for you. Please rest for a while, and our Xie Zong will definitely treat you well."

Xie Wuyou said with a smile, looking very enthusiastic.

Zhou Xuanji frowned, stared at him suspiciously, and asked, "Ten days? Don't you want to empty the sword pavilion?"

Xie Wuyou's face froze, and the surrounding Elder Xie Zong also became embarrassed.

How did this guy guess?

Zhou Chengxin's expression was strange, and he suddenly understood Zhou Xuanji's terrifying learning ability.

With a weird smile on his face, he looked at Xie Wuyou sympathetically.

Facing the gazes of him and Zhou Xuanji, Xie Wuyou consciously lost face, and hurriedly said: "How is it possible! How could I, Xie Zong, do such a thing?"

"Okay, based on the background of your Xie Zong Jiange, if I don't see a ground-grade swordsmanship in it, then the value of the sword is open to question."

Zhou Xuanji said seriously, hearing Xie Wuyou wanted to vomit blood.

So treacherous!

In front of Zhou Chengxin, Xie Wuyou could only bite the bullet and agree.

Next, under the **** of Xie Zong's disciples, Zhou Xuanji and a group of injured Jianxiu were escorted back to Xie Zong, and Xiao Jiangxue, Huang Lianxin, Bei Xiaowangjian and others had come to him.

They were excited and talked non-stop.

Along the way, they were surrounded by the enthusiasm of many people, and in the end they had no choice but to fly with their swords.

After Zhou Jianshen left, people could only disperse.

Xiahoujin walked out of the attic. He looked in the direction of Zhou Xuanji's departure and said, "If you want to win over Zhou Jianshen, what kind of gift do you think you need?"

The general behind him hesitated: "It is estimated that it is a peerless swordsmanship or a sword or something."

Xia Houjin nodded, lost in thought.

Since he wanted to win over Zhou Jianshen, he naturally couldn't return empty-handed.

On the other side, Zhou Xuanji bid farewell to Xie Wuyou and planned to continue living in Zhang's house.

He deliberately said: "After ten days, I will go to Xie Zong, hoping not to disappoint me."

In this regard, Xie Wuyou can only nod with a smile on his face, and curse in his heart.

Back at Zhang's house, Zhou Xuanji followed Little Jiangxue back to the house to rest.

The same is true for Zhang Tianjian. During the Sword Discourse Conference, he suffered a lot of injuries and needed to be recuperated.

Others were excited and chatted in the courtyard.

inside the house.

Zhou Xuanji let out a long sigh and scolded, "It's really dangerous. Fortunately, my **** sword can absorb spiritual power."

He told Xiao Jiangxue of his embarrassment at the time.

This kind of thing can't be told to Beixiao Wangjian and Huanglianxin, it will damage the dignity.

But it's okay to tell Xiao Jiang Xue, Xiao Jiang Xue will maintain his image better than him.

Xiao Jiangxue covered her mouth and laughed, "I want you to be brave, but you have to climb to the top right from the start!"

While talking, she poured tea for Zhou Xuanji.

Zhou Xuanji sat on the bed and stared, "If you want to win, you have to win brilliantly!"

"Yes, yes, my little sword god, you are the most powerful."

Little Jiangxue came to him with a tea bowl and blew hot tea for him before handing it to him.

Zhou Xuanji drank it all in one gulp, and then asked, "Where are the three-eyed dry mouse and the little black snake?"

Little Jiang Xue shook her head and said, "I guess it's playing in the courtyard."

Although the little black snake wanted to escape, he didn't have the strength.

And the three-eyed wood rat has been inseparable from Zhou Xuanji, and will definitely not escape.

Sure enough, half an hour later, the three-eyed wood rat crawled in from the windowsill dragging the scarred little black snake.

"Old man... hate..."

The dizzy little black snake muttered incessantly, apparently enduring some torture.

For the next period of time, Zhou Xuanji did not leave Zhang's house, because the entire Swordsman City was in a commotion, and he didn't want to be surrounded by people.

The Battle of Swords swept across the Great Zhou territory, like a storm sweeping across the dynasty.

Countless people exclaimed.

Zhou Jianshen is stepping on the Northern Zhou Fengjian and Zhao Congjian to ascend to the throne!

The news began to spread to other dynasties in Da Zhou, and the momentum became more and more powerful, and the status of Zhou Jianshen in the hearts of Da Zhou people began to rise rapidly.

On the eighth day of the end of the sword.

An uninvited guest came to Zhang's house.

"Zhao Congjian?"

Zhou Xuanji frowned, what is this kid doing for him?

Zhang Ruyu asked nervously, "Senior, do you want to go take a look?"

Although Zhao Congjian was defeated by Zhou Xuanji, for him, it was still something he needed to look up to. Even Zhang Tianjian had to be careful when facing Zhao Congjian.

Zhou Xuanji nodded, then walked out of the guest room with little Jiang Xue, and soon, they came to the lobby.

Zhang Tianjian sat in the first seat, smiling all over his face, chatting with the stern Zhao Congjian.

Zhang Rutan sat opposite, looking at Zhao Congjian nervously.

When they saw Zhou Xuanji coming, all three stood up.

Zhou Xuanji sat down on a chair and asked, "Why are you looking for me?"

Shouldn't this kid be convinced by him like Bei Xiaowangjian?

If so, not bad.

Zhao Congjian's talent is comparable to Zhou Yalong, and I am afraid that Xiao Jinghong is not as good as him.

Zhao Congjian took a deep breath, clasped his fists and said, "I want to know the name of the swordsmanship you used to defeat me."

He can take it and let it go.

Zhou Xuanji replied, "The Ten Thousand Swords Dragon Art."

Zhao Congjian frowned and began to repeat the name.

Ten Thousand Swords Dragon Art...

Could it be a thousand swords?

His heart trembled, ten swords alone made him unable to resist, ten thousand swords...

He shuddered.

At this moment, he just realized that he is really a frog at the bottom of the well.

He shook his head and turned to leave.

"and many more!"

Zhou Xuanji suddenly stopped him, and Zhao Congjian turned to look at him, his brows furrowed.

Zhou Xuanji asked, "Do you have a master? Sect?"

Zhao Congjian shook his head.

"Is there anyone you care about?"

"Yes...but it doesn't matter anymore."

"Follow me!"

"Um?"

Zhao Congjian stared at Zhou Xuanji suspiciously, and Zhang Tianjian and his son were all stunned.

They suddenly thought of Bei Xiaowang's sword, and their expressions were all weird.

The same is true for Little Jiangxue, who couldn't help rolling her eyes.

Zhou Xuanji got up and said, "Follow me, I will teach you the supreme swordsmanship, and one day, I will make you the number one swordsman in Great Zhou!"

Zhao Congjian frowned, is this guy crazy?

He asked, "If I am the first of the week, how about you?"

"I'm number one in the world." Zhou Xuanji answered naturally~www.wuxiahere.com~ crazy!

All were stunned.

Little Jiang Xue covered her face, why does this guy like to pretend so much?

Zhao Congjian took a deep look at Zhou Xuanji, turned around and left.

He is arrogant and arrogant by nature, how can he bow down to Zhou Xuanji's knees?

Clang! Clang! Clang...

Divine swords suddenly fell in front of Zhao Congjian, pierced the ground and stopped him.

Zhao Congjian turned his head, squinted at Zhou Xuanji, and asked, "Want to keep me?"

Zhou Xuanji shook his head and said, "You have such talent and strength, but you are all alone, don't you have any hatred? You love swordsmanship very much, and after seeing my swordsmanship, don't you feel moved?"

"Worship me as Lord, I will teach you swordsmanship, as long as you defeat me, I will let you go unconditionally, how?"

Zhao Congjian was silent, as if being poked at the center.

Especially Zhou Xuanji's last sentence.

If you defeat him, you can leave him unconditionally!

Zhao Congjian was moved.

Zhang Tianjian and others were dumbfounded. If Zhao Congjian worshipped Zhou Jianshen, how terrible would they be if they grew up?

Zhou Xuanji walked in front of Zhao Congjian, looked up at him, and said: "Most people only have one life, don't let yourself regret it, there is great power in ancient times, in order to learn the peerless exercises, you can kneel and worship the gods for seventy-seven forty-nine years, you If you lose to me, I am not qualified to teach you?"

Zhao Congjian took a deep breath.

He admitted that he was really impressed by Zhou Xuanji's swordsmanship and really wanted to learn.

But he had his own arrogance in his heart.

For a time, he fell into a battle between heaven and man.

Zhou Xuanji is very angry, worshiping me as the Lord, is it so difficult?

He continued: "There are people outside the world, do you really like swords?"

Zhao Congjian's face changed, as if thinking of something, his expression changed gloomy and sunny.

In the end, he took a deep breath, knelt down halfway, and said, "Zhao Congjian, meet the master!"