Chapter 478

Is Lord Su Ming, one of the nine monarchs, a disciple of Jianzu?

But you know, when the sword ancestor fell, the sword ancestor vein was uprooted, and countless strong people were killed. Those Pro disciples like the sword ancestor and the famous seven sword emperors like the sword ancestor vein were all killed.

And this Lord Su Ming, if he was really a disciple of Jianzu, how could he still live well now?

Unless

Jian Wushuang narrowed his eyes and thought of a possibility in his heart.

At the beginning, in zudi, Namu mountain once mentioned a traitor in the vein of Jianzu.

The traitor also seems to have written down all the nine sword moves of the heart killing sword formula. Although Mu Shan just casually mentioned it, Jian Wushuang still kept an eye on it. Now that he knows this Lord Su Ming, Jian Wushuang can't help wondering whether this Lord Su Ming is the traitor of the sword ancestor mentioned by Mu Shan.

Lord Lingshen didn't know what Jian Wushuang was thinking. He just saw that Jian Wushuang didn't care about it, and immediately continued to talk.

"The heart killing sword, as the first sword in China, is extremely powerful. No one controls it except the ancestor of the sword. Moreover, the heart killing sword is a sword of killing, and its anger is too heavy. Lord Su Ming had to suppress it in Zhenjian Valley, which is the name of Zhenjian Valley."

"Under the suppression of Lord Su Ming, the heart killing sword is still calm on weekdays, but almost every hundred years, it will agitate once. The agitation is so intense that even Lord Su Ming can't suppress it. At that time, the sword will sweep away, and ten thousand swords will come. This is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity for any swordsman."

"Ten thousand swords coming?" The sword was stunned.

"Lord Su Ming is broad-minded. Every hundred years, before the killing heart sword is restless, he will invite many Kendo strong people in China to watch and observe. This time, it is not far from the day when the killing heart sword is restless. Lord Su Ming still invites all Kendo strong people as usual." The Spirit Lord said.

"Although my Lord is not a Kendo warrior, as the place where the lord controls a domain, he also received an invitation, and Lord Su ordered my Lord to introduce three Kendo strongmen, including Lord hunjian and Lord Tianming."

"As for the last one, I recommended you to the Lord."

Jian Wushuang raised his eyebrows and finally understood the purpose of Lord Lingshen.

"Swordsman, would you like to go to sword Valley in this town?" The spiritual Lord asked with a smile.

"Yes, of course." Jian Wushuang nodded without hesitation.

Seeing this, the spiritual Lord was not surprised.

The sword of killing heart is restless, and ten thousand swords come and go, which is a great opportunity for any Kendo warrior. No one else has a chance to go. Which Kendo warrior will refuse this great opportunity for nothing.

However, what the spiritual Lord didn't know was that the reason why jianwushuang went to Zhenjian valley was only part of the reason. It was more because the heart killing sword was the divine weapon of the sword ancestor! But he is the descendant of the sword ancestor.

"In that case, get ready and come with me." Spirit leads the way.

Jian Wushuang nodded and called Binghuo in. After giving a few instructions, Jian Wushuang followed the Lord of spirit.

Within the magnificent palace.

As soon as Jian Wushuang set foot in the palace, he saw the young man wearing a silver loose robe at the top of the palace. His eyes were like electricity, with a strange magic.

"Princes." The spiritual Lord opened his mouth.

"Princes." Jian Wushuang also shouted.

The silver white loose robed young man floating Blood Prince looked down, and finally solidified on the unparalleled sword, "are you a swordsman? The spirit God mentioned you in front of this seat. Although there are many lords in my floating Blood Prince camp, you are the first one who can become a leader in a holy land."

"It is the spiritual Lord who falsely praised." Sword unparalleled modest way.

"Sit aside." The blood floating Prince waved his hand.

Jian Wushuang immediately sat down in front of the desk beside him, and also greeted the other two people nearby, "Lord hunjian, Lord Tianming."

"Lord of Blood Sword." Lord hunjian and Lord Tianming, who had already arrived in the hall, also spoke one after another, and their attitude was quite polite.

After exchanging greetings, the floating Blood Prince spoke again.

"I think you three have already known this time. After all, it was Lord Su Ming who invited me personally. I can't be careless, and you three should be the three strongest in kendo in my blood floating Prince camp. You can't lose face when you go to Zhenjian valley."

"Yes." Sword unparalleled three people immediately responded.

"Well."

The floating Blood Prince nodded, and then took out a keepsake and gave it to Lord hunjian, "in another half month, the Zhenjian valley will open. You three should hurry up and go early."

Jian Wushuang and the three men looked at each other, then bowed down and left.

After leaving the hall, Lord jianwushuang, Lord hunjian and Lord Tianming gathered together.

"Lord hunjian, you have been to Zhenjian Valley once before. Tell me about it with the swordsman carefully." Tianming leads the way.

Zhenjian Valley is opened every hundred years. When Zhenjian valley was opened last time, Lord hunjian had been there.

"It will take at least a few days from here to Zhenjian valley. It's not urgent. Let's talk as we walk."

Hunjian Lord smiled lightly, and immediately the three went all the way to Zhenjian valley.

Zhenjian Valley is opened again, which is a great opportunity for a large number of Kendo strongmen in the vast China.

It's not only the sword peerless three that attract the strong Kendo players.

In the whole China, in many territories, the seventy-two princes have received invitations, and like the floating blood princes, each of them has three referrals, and Lord Su Ming, one of the nine monarchs, personally invited them. None of these princes dare not give face and let the three best Kendo masters under their command come one after another.

In addition, there are many independent strong men in kendo, who are not in the charge of the princes, but as long as they are highly accomplished in Kendo and have a good reputation, they are also invited.

At this moment, in a territory that does not belong to the control of the seventy-two princes, there is a figure on an unknown hill.

The man has silver hair, a face of vicissitudes, and a sad beard. He is carrying a long sword behind him.

His eyes were deep as if they contained endless void, so he sat there casually, drinking a pot of wine in his hand.

Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!

The breaking wind came, and in an instant, more than a dozen figures appeared beside the white haired man, surrounding the white haired man in the center.

These people, each with a thick breath, are actually strong at the Lord level, with more than a dozen Lords.

Among them, the first strong old man is a top Lord!

The strong old man looked at the white haired man with a trace of violence in his eyes.

"Jiannantian, this time, I see where you're going!"