Legend of the Sword King
"F * ck, who can tell us what's going on? Why, why can't even we Martial Masters enter the sword formation? That Martial Dao Realm trash can casually walk through it!"
After the four mysterious men were dumbstruck, they all went crazy. They didn't understand and they didn't want to understand. They only knew that because of this accident, the Sword King's inheritance that should have been obtained by them would now be taken advantage of by others.
Two of the mysterious men immediately flew into a rage. With nowhere to vent their anger, they simply picked up Wang Liang, who was still foolishly watching Ye Fei's figure disappear and hadn't come back to his senses for a long time.
"Trash, it's all your fault! Why didn't you tell us that kid was so strange? Tell us, did you collude to snatch our opportunity?! " The leader of the mysterious men had a crazed look in his eyes. Under his agitation, Wang Liang was strangled to death. He couldn't even breathe, so how could he speak?
The leader of the mysterious men didn't care so much. Seeing that Wang Liang didn't speak, he was so furious that he didn't care if Wang Liang was the future Duke or not. His fan-like hand aimed at Wang Liang and slapped him dozens of times.
Wang Liang was miserable. In an instant, he followed in his younger brother's footsteps. Not only was his face beaten up, he was also almost strangled to death by the leader of the mysterious men.
The second mysterious man realized that something was wrong and quickly stopped his companion, "Big Brother, don't be agitated. How can he speak when you're strangling him?"
Only then did the leader of the mysterious men react. He quickly released Wang Liang and threw him to the ground as if he was trash. He shouted sternly, "Trash, tell me, what's going on? Why was that brat able to pass through the sword formation without any hindrance?!"
Only then did Wang Liang regain his breath. Ignoring the intense pain on his face, he hurriedly put on a long face and tried his best to explain himself. "My lord, you're asking me, but who am I supposed to ask? I was only following the orders of the elders to kill that Ye Fei. How would I know that he was so strange? Right, could it be that the sword formation just happened to lose its effect when he entered?"
A single sentence woke up the dreamer!
Wang Liang's reminder also completely explained why Ye Fei had been able to pass through the sword array so easily despite his low cultivation level. Regardless of whether others believed him or not, Wang Liang immediately believed Ye Fei's words and was even secretly proud of his quick wit.
The two mysterious people behind him also thought of the same thing as Wang Liang. Their faces were filled with excitement as they shouted together, "Big Brother, there might really be such a possibility. Even that Martial Dao Realm trash can pass. The only possibility is that the sword formation has failed!"
"Not good, we can't let that kid get the inheritance first. This Sword King Inheritance can only be ours!"
As they spoke, the two mysterious men looked at each other and rushed into the Secret Realm. They wanted to be the first to enter the Secret Realm and obtain the treasures inside.
The remaining two panicked. When they saw their companion rushing in to snatch the treasure, they couldn't care less about Wang Liang who was on the ground. They hurriedly chased after him.
Taking advantage of this opportunity, Wang Liang quickly crawled up from the ground. Crouching like a cat, he quickly rushed out of the valley in the opposite direction.
Fortunately, the four mysterious men were in a hurry to rush into the mystic realm. No one had the time to pay attention to what Wang Liang was doing. While Wang Liang was escaping.
The two fastest mysterious men had already charged fifteen steps into the sword formation of the mystic realm. There was no terrifying sword light like before.
The two mysterious men were overjoyed as they laughed maniacally, "Haha, our guess was right. For some reason, this sword formation has already lost its effectiveness …"
BOOM!
The laughter was still ringing in his ears. The originally motionless sword formation actually began to operate crazily. Two streaks of sword light instantly tore apart the two mysterious people who had entered.
"Third Brother, Fourth Brother!"
The leading mysterious man watched helplessly as his two companions died just like that. His eyes turned red as he paused in a sorry state. Then, he turned around crazily, searching for Wang Liang's figure.
In the end, there was no sign of Wang Liang. He had long since run away.
Pfft!
The two mysterious men who had been tricked spat out a mouthful of blood in anger.
"Big Brother, Third Brother and Fourth Brother are dead. What should we do?"
"What else can we do? You go out and kill that martial master who escaped. I will continue to stand guard here. Damn it, I don't believe that kid can hide in there forever!"
…
Ye Fei, who had entered the mystic realm, was actually sighing. He realized that he had been deceived. There was no so-called inheritance in this mystic realm. There was only a desolate tomb and a tombstone filled with words.
Considering that the mysterious people might still be waiting outside if he were to leave now, Ye Fei could only sigh. He walked in front of the tombstone and looked at the text on it in boredom. But when he looked at it, he really saw something unusual.
"The tomb of the Sword King, Zhao Qianjun! So the Sword King's real name is Zhao Qianjun. This tombstone records his life. He was actually a member of the Zhao royal family. Could this be the origin of his title? "
Ye Fei began to feel a little curious. He began to carefully read the information on the tombstone. Most importantly, he was a little unwilling to give up. He wanted to see if this Sword King would leave anything behind after he died.
After all, the other party was a Martial Saint level expert. Such an expert was like an immortal on earth. He could fly through the sky and the earth, pluck the stars and capture the moon.
For such a super expert, even if he revealed something from the gaps between his fingers, it would be enough to make a martial dao rookie like Ye Fei unable to close his mouth.
"I am Zhao Qianjun, twin brothers with the 36th Emperor of Zhao Kingdom. I hate the rules of the royal family. Anyone who meets a twin prince must be killed! In order to protect me, my mother cut off my nose, cut off my ears, and peeled off my face, making me neither human nor ghost. I can only wear a ghost mask for the rest of my life! But, I am not willing … "
In this world, there was actually such a heartless mother!
From the beginning of the tombstone, Ye Fei saw how cold and heartless the royal family was. They didn't even let go of a newborn baby.
The words "I'm not willing" spoke of the pain and hatred of this miserable prince, Zhao Qianjun!
However, it was also because of this pain and hatred that since he was young, Zhao Qianjun had been more hardworking and crazy than his twin brother. When he discovered that he was born a second later, not only would he not be able to obtain the throne, he would not even be able to maintain his identity as a normal person.
The ten-year-old Zhao Qianjun escaped from the palace and entered the vast desolate mountains to be with the wild beasts. Miraculously, Zhao Qianjun was not eaten by the Vicious Beasts. Instead, he relied on his ferocity and ruthlessness to become the king of the wild beasts in the desolate mountains in five years!
Fifteen years old was also the biggest turning point in Zhao Qianjun's life. A passing evil sect expert discovered Zhao Qianjun, who had completely transformed into a wild beast, and was extremely surprised. He immediately decided to bring Zhao Qianjun back to the sect and teach him all sorts of evil cultivation techniques.
At this time, Zhao Qianjun also displayed an astonishing talent in martial arts.
At the age of sixteen, he was completely ignorant of martial arts. He used all sorts of evil cultivation techniques to forcefully raise his cultivation to the Martial Master realm.
At the age of twenty, Zhao Qianjun was already a ninth-level Martial Master expert. Not only did he dominate the evil sects, but for some unknown reason, Zhao Qianjun, who had gone berserk, actually slaughtered the entire evil sects with just one man and one sword!
That year, Zhao Qianjun's older brother, Zhao Jun, just happened to ascend to the throne! However, Emperor Zhao Jun's carefree days did not last long.
At the age of twenty-one, Zhao Qianjun had already used evil cultivation techniques to break through to the Martial Ancestor realm! That year, Zhao Qianjun went to the imperial city alone to assassinate his older brother. Unfortunately, he failed and even lost an arm to escape!
However, three years later, not only did Zhao Qianjun's severed arm grow back, his strength had also risen to an incomparably terrifying realm.
That year, Zhao Qianjun went to the imperial city again and personally slaughtered a hundred thousand soldiers of the imperial family. He even personally beheaded the Emperor in front of all the civil and military officials.
Strangely, Zhao Qianjun did not take the opportunity to proclaim himself Emperor. Instead, he continued to call himself the Evil Demon Sword King. From then on, relying on the sword in his hand, Zhao Qianjun began what Ye Fei thought was an incomparably valiant life.
This Zhao Qianjun actually said that he would single-handedly challenge all the sects in Wu Province of Zhao! Furthermore, he really did it. In five years, Zhao Qianjun ascended to the nine sects and three prefectures of Zhao City and killed their sect masters and prefectures in front of countless disciples!
The only sect that was not challenged was Tianyun Wufu. At that time, Tianyun Wufu was also the strongest sect in Wu Province of Zhao City. There were a total of three powerful Martial Ancestor Prefectures!
No matter how arrogant Zhao Qianjun was, he did not dare to casually challenge them. Therefore, he chose to continue to lay low and quietly increase his strength. Finally, Zhao Qianjun reached the age of thirty-three.
When he felt that his swordsmanship had reached the great success stage and could no longer be improved, the Evil Demon Sword King once again put on his ghost eye mask and charged into Tianyun Wufu alone with his sword.
"In that battle, Tianyun Wufu's three prefectures, seven vice-prefectures, and twelve high-ranking Martial Ancestor Elders joined forces to attack me. However, I was not afraid! After seven days of fierce fighting, the three prefectures were all killed by my sword. Of the seven vice-prefectures, four died and three were heavily injured. The twelve Martial Ancestor Elders … were all annihilated! "
That's right, annihilated!
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