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"Three members of the Wang family, no matter how deep your cultivation base is and how strong your strength is, what's the use of it?"
"The test left by the Holy King treats all living beings equally, and you will not be lenient just because you are his reincarnated disciples!"
Wang's triplet brothers snorted coldly, but did not speak.
They didn't care about the people of the eighteen alliances, they were sneering and sarcastic, but tried to mobilize the power of the true gang and observe the operation rules of this square of sword formation.
And beyond the hilltop:
The rest of the venerables still did not act rashly. While whispering, they watched the actions of the three Wang brothers and planned to let them go to the muddy water first to test it out.
soon:
The three brothers of the Wang family seemed to have discovered something. They looked at each other, communicated secretly, and quickly made a decision.
The person in the lead, with a serious face, shouted loudly:
"All disciples of the Wang family, set foot on the top of the mountain!"
"Whoever can seize the inheritance and inherit the lineage of the holy king will be the next Taoist son of my Wang family!"
As soon as this statement came out:
The many disciples of the Wang family were immediately agitated, they could no longer care about the rest, they fled away one after another and set foot on the top of the mountain.
With the guarantee of the three lords, what is there to worry about?
"Go! Let's go up too!"
"Yes! You can't let people from the Wang family take the lead!"
"Everyone has a share in the inheritance of the Holy King!"
For a while, the rest of the many venerables finally couldn't hold back anymore, and urged Dunguang to step up to the top of the mountain one after another.
"Qing Yu..."
Wu Su'e's eyes moved slightly, and she looked at Chen Qingyu who was on the side.
"Let's go too."
Chen Qingyu shrugged and said casually:
"It seems that there is no danger, at least until the battle for inheritance comes to an end."
"Let's also join in the fun and experience the methods of the ancient kings, so as not to come in vain and leave regrets."
As he said that, he pulled Wu Su'e's wrist, mixed among the many lights, and flew into the range of the mountain top.
This moment:
"Humph!"
Chen Qingyu snorted, his complexion changed slightly.
On the top of the mountain, the sword formation in the faint brilliance has endless power, crushing down.
The power of his true essence couldn't resist this power at all, and the light disappeared in an instant, and he was forced to fall to the ground.
"Boom!" "Boom!"...
Many venerables, after flying into the range of the mountain top, fell to the ground like dumplings.
But with the lessons learned from the three Wang brothers, many venerables quickly adjusted their figures, tried to move forward, and approached the white light that was hidden in the holy king's inheritance in the center of the mountain top.
however--
With this step, they realized why even the three Wang clan's superiors called for the Wang clan's disciples to come together to challenge the test.
In that faint radiance, under the connection of infinite sword light, every inch of space is filled with fragments of sword intent, releasing a terrifying power like a vast ocean.
Under this power:
The true strength, supernatural powers, body, body, and mysterious magic of all the venerables... were all suppressed and difficult to mobilize.
There is only one way to move forward:
Through his own swordsmanship and sword intent, he can move a little distance forward with difficulty by analyzing the fragmented sword intents that make up this square sword formation.
The faster you can analyze the sword intent and break the sword formation, the faster you can act naturally!
And many venerables have different cultivation bases;
The strongest Tianchong Realm Supreme Master also faces the greatest pressure, surrounded by endless fragments of sword intent, making them have to break a large amount of sword intent every step they take.
The weakest venerable in the spirit realm faced very little pressure, and the difficulty of analyzing sword intent was also much less.
Therefore, even the three great masters of the Wang family cannot guarantee that they will be the fastest, so they can only gather the clansmen to act together.
"So it is!"
Chen Qingyu operated the technique of [Insights from the Wall], carefully discerned for a moment, and instantly understood in his heart.
"Heavenly Sword Saint King ignored the difference in cultivation and strength, and wanted to select a genius with the highest talent in swordsmanship among all people to inherit his lineage."
Chapter 176 Whispering in the Wang family? A new army emerges at the same moment:
Not only Chen Qingyu, but many venerables have also noticed the operation rules of the sword array and understood the intention of the Heavenly Sword Sage King.
Different cultivation bases face different difficulties, so there is only one criterion for judging:
Under the same level of cultivation, the person with the strongest talent and comprehension of kendo can stand out and inherit the lineage of the holy king.
This result can be described as happy and sad for several families.
"This is too bad! This old man doesn't know anything about swordsmanship at all!"
"That's right! Isn't it a waste of time for us to come here!"
"Hahaha, the Heavenly Sword Sage King is a sword cultivator. You people came here to try your luck, and your nose got a little dirty, isn't it normal?"
"Damn it! When it comes to swordsmanship talent, who can compare with those direct descendants of the Liangshan Wang family?"
"It's over! This inheritance of the Holy King will definitely fall into the hands of the Wang family in the end!"
"Not necessarily! This test has not yet ended, everyone has a chance, maybe there is a peerless wizard of the sword hidden among us?"
Not long after:
Among the thousands of venerables present, there were two distinct groups of people.
Most people, who do not practice the way of swordsmanship at all, can only stare at the holy king's inheritance in the center, and it is difficult to take a step.
Under the power of the Holy King, all living beings are equal.
It doesn't matter if you are at the Lingyuan Realm or the Supreme Master at the Tianchong Realm, as long as you don't know the way of swordsmanship, you can't analyze the meaning of the sword, and break the sword array, you will have difficulty moving an inch.
At least among the people present, no one can counter the mighty power left by the Holy King.
"..."
Wang's triplets, without saying a word, moved forward silently under endless pressure:
"The inheritance of the Holy King this time must belong to my Wang family!"
They are all cultivated in the Tianchong realm, and they are also under the greatest pressure. They are surrounded and suppressed by infinite sword intent at all times.
but same:
They have been immersed in the way of swordsmanship for thousands of years, and their swordsmanship and sword intent are not comparable to the others present.
Therefore, their pace of action is still the fastest among all the people present!
And behind them:
Many disciples of the Wang family are also advancing with difficulty, constantly analyzing the fragmented sword intents around them, breaking the sword array, and marching towards the inheritance of the holy king!
Look around:
Among the dozens of Liangshan Wang clan, among the hundreds of kendo venerables, they can be said to stand out from the crowd!
Among the many descendants of the Wang family, Wang Pojun, who is only at the first level of the Lingyuan realm, is actually the fastest one, second only to the three heavenly masters!
"The inheritance of the Holy King... I must get it!"
He was panting heavily, his eyes were red, and he stared at the inheritance brilliance in the center.
As long as he gets the inheritance and inherits the sage king's lineage, he will be the son of the Wang family, and his status will change drastically in an instant!
Maybe, his wish for many years may come true!
And further away:
"Damn it! It's all over!"
"After years of hard planning, it's a waste of effort to make wedding clothes for others!"
Many members of the Eighteen Clans Alliance looked displeased, but they could only watch helplessly as many members of the Wang Clan led the way.
Of the [-] factions that formed the alliance, only two were practicing swordsmanship, but they were far inferior to those of the Wang family.
obviously:
This gap will continue to expand with the passage of time. They have completely lost their hope of competing for inheritance.
If nothing else, this inheritance will only fall into the hands of someone from the Wang family.
On the edge of the crowd:
"...This is a waste of time, waiting for so many days."
Wu Su'e gave a wry smile.
She practiced the way of dragon energy, and she also knew nothing about the way of swordsmanship.
Every time she tried to take a step, her eyes were filled with infinite sword intent, making her dizzy.
Unable to analyze the sword intent, he was crushed by infinite power, like carrying a hundred thousand mountains on his back, and it was impossible to take a single step.
"Qing Yu."
She turned her head, looked at Chen Qingyu at the side, and sighed:
"It seems that this time the inheritance of the Holy King, we have no destiny, so we can only run away with the children of the Wang family."
"Not necessarily."
Chen Qingyu smiled slightly.
"Uh……"
Wu Su'e froze for a moment, with a strange look on her face:
"what do you mean?"
"Don't tell me, you are also proficient in swordsmanship, even better than the Wang family's children?"
Chen Qingyu smiled mysteriously, let go of her hand suddenly, and said loudly:
"Miss Wu, wait for me for a moment, I will go back as soon as I go."
The voice fell:
With a slight movement of his body, he took a step forward, and the whole person strode towards the middle of the mountain top.
"This this……"
Wu Su'e opened her eyes wide, revealing a look of disbelief.
What's happening here?
The three Heavenly Chong Realm Supreme Masters of the Wang family are still suffering, and they can only take a step with difficulty every breath, slowly marching towards the inheritance of the Holy King.
But Chen Qingyu, like a normal person, strode forward as if nothing had happened, as if he was not suppressed by the Holy King Formation.
How can this be?
Not only her, but Chen Qingyu's striding steps towards the inheritance almost alarmed the surrounding venerables almost instantly.
"Fuck?! What's going on?"
"Look at that man!"
"Damn it! The Holy King's Sword Formation didn't work on him?"
"How is it possible! It can only be said that this person's talent for swordsmanship is simply incredible!"