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Volume 1: The First Calf of Cloud Chuan Dongyan Chapter 18: The Situation in the Sword Domain

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    "Zheng." There was another sword cry, and the Ziming Sword had fallen into Lu Teng's hand. Thousands of Qingxia Sect disciples fell on the red earth of the sword area. They stood in formation in an instant and listened to the instructions.  At this moment, Dugu Yun stood on the red earth. Even if his mind was not wavering in Gujing, he was already shocked. He saw countless practitioners flying in the air above the red earth. They were all flying in the air with their swords, so free and easy, fine and delicate.  If you look closely, they are as numerous as locusts.  Dugu Yun, who had finished his doubling period and whose strength had been firmly established as a fifth-level swordsman the day before, was shocked but did not forget to observe the crowds of people on the ground.  I saw a team of tens of thousands of disciples like the Qingxia Sect gathered on the ground. There were twelve teams. The disciples of the twelve teams were all carrying swords on their backs and looked heroic. Of course, the styles of each team were also very different.  There is a team of ten thousand disciples. Each of these disciples is dragging a giant sword several times larger than themselves. They are all strong and powerful, and they are the three major sword sects of the human race and the leader of the three sects of the Shushan Sword Sect.  A disciple of the Star Sword Sect.  Just as countless disciples were looking at the disciples of other sects in the distance, shocked and surprised, they saw three huge creatures flying in from the sky. Dugu Yun looked up and took a breath of cold air, only to see the sky covering the sky.  On the same day, three boundless giant swords flew in. The three swords flew side by side, and their power was as terrifying as the sky falling.  "Zheng, Zheng, Zheng." There were three thunderous sword sounds, and the three giant swords disappeared under the bright sky in an instant. Only three teams of dragon-like practitioners were seen falling from the sky, and the giant stone fell in front of the twelve teams.  On the ground.  The twelve teams that came to the Sword Domain early had already exploded, and many disciples started roaring towards the stone flat.  "Brother, Yu Wenlong, brother, Yu Wenlong" Yu Wenwei was extremely excited and shouted at the group of people in Shiping.  Dugu Yun looked at Yu Wenwei, who was shouting in his team, and frowned slightly. He could feel that Yu Wenwei looked at him very strangely on the way to the sword field.  Dugu Yun shook his head and stopped thinking. He turned to look at the teams of fifty thousand people on the stone flat, and said silently: "This time there is a large crowd, and there are many sword shadows. If you don't see it,  , then die." "Quiet." Just as hundreds of thousands of disciples were making noise, a roar like thunder came from all directions, and the sound echoed in the sword field, making countless disciples feel weak.  As soon as the roar subsided, countless disciples from the three major sword sects and the Twelve Sword Sects looked around, trying to find the person who made the noise, but after looking around, no results were obtained.  "Qin Lan, I haven't seen you for a few years, but you are still so wild." The voice was not as deafening as before, but these gentle words fell clearly in the ears of every disciple.  Dugu Yun heard the sound and looked around. This time he finally saw the speaker like the other disciples. He saw three decent-looking middle-aged men standing on the edge of the stone flat. The person who just spoke was the middle one.  A burly man wearing purple and gold Taoist robes.  "Brother Jiang!" "Brother Jiang!" "Brother Jiang!" "!" Following the miscellaneous names, twelve strong men with different looks were seen walking out of the twelve teams under the stone flat.  They all looked majestic and nodded to the three people on the stone flat.  "Jiang Yue, turned out to be Jiang Yue, the famous sword master of the human race." Dugu Yun looked at the fifteen people gathered together at this moment, and was shocked.  Jiang Yue is the senior brother of Meng Fei, the current headmaster of the Kunlun Sword Sect. In his early years, this man traveled the East Yan Continent with a sword. His reputation as a brave swordsman and a chivalrous person spread throughout the human training world, and he was even more famous in the East Yan Continent.  Just when Dugu Yun and many disciples of the sect were surprised, the calm words just now rang out on the stone flat.  "You are all the elites of our human cultivation world. The overall situation of the sword domain will be presided over by me, Jiang Yue of the Kunlun Sword Sect, Ye Chen of the Shushan Sword Sect, and Yu Sen of the Pengcai Sword Sect." Jiang Yue stood on the stone flat,  Looking at the disciples of many sects, they began to declare the rules of the sword field, and said: "We don't want to see the blood of the disciples of each sect flowing into rivers, which will seriously damage the vitality of each sect and allow foreigners to take advantage of it" An hour later, each sect started to separate.  Pai's speech finally ended. Dugu Yun, who was standing among the many Qingxia Sect disciples, really wanted to laugh loudly, but because it was very inappropriate to do so in public, he was able to restrain himself.  "Rules, these are just superficial skills. When the treasure is born, who will care about the rules and who will find out whose it is first." The handsome Dugu Yun sighed with emotion and said: "It was like this in the previous life.  , This world is like this, it seems that every big shot does not forget to do superficial things, but in the end it is us weaklings who will die." Dugu Yun's words spread to many disciples around him.In the ears, the message was passed down to ten, and it was heard by many sect disciples in a moment. Most of them thought deeply about it, but Dugu Yun's last sentence made everyone confused.  The moon is shining in the sky, and the night is dim. At this time, half a day has passed since the various sects gathered during the day. After some negotiations, the leaders of each sect decided to rest for a few days before the gate of the Holy Soul Sword Tomb was opened.  Outside the large tent simply built by Qingxia Gate, Dugu Yun stood on the red earth, looking at the bright moon and the night view, relaxing from the fatigue of practicing hard for several days.  Dugu Yun looked at the bright moon in the distance, looking down at the red earth, but in his heart he remembered what was recorded in the Dongyan Encyclopedia. Legend has it that a long time ago, the land of the Sword Domain was not red at all, and the human race was the weakest ethnic group in the Dongyan Continent and suffered from bullying.  .  When Sword Ancestor was practicing swordsmanship here as a boy, he suddenly met a mysterious old Taoist. The old Taoist forged the Holy Soul Dragon Sword, which ranked eighth in the Hundred Weapons God List, for Sword Ancestor here. He also taught Sword Ancestor the method of human cultivation, allowing the human race to rise in the world.  Dongyan Continent.  "Brother!" Just as Dugu Yun was recalling the records in the Dongyan Encyclopedia, a young man who looked about thirteen years old walked towards Dugu Yun.  "Junior brother, are you okay?" Dugu Yun replied politely.  "Senior brother, don't you know me? We used to participate in the Qingxia Sect disciple selection competition together in Qingwu City." The slightly childish young man looked at Dugu Yun with admiration and said, "I didn't expect you to  "I am a fifth-level swordsman, but I am still an eighth-level swordsman." "It turns out to be Junior Brother Zhang Jun!" Dugu Yun thought for a while and finally remembered such a junior brother who we rarely interacted with but had only met once.  "Senior brother, do you know that each sect will choose a dead soldier and gather in the big tent now." Zhang Jun looked at Dugu Yun who was taller than him and said.  "Dead man, it seems that these big shots are really different from what they appear to be." Dugu Yun's words made Zhang Jun dumbfounded.  "This senior brother is really weird. He used to be well-deserved in the sect." Zhang Jun sighed in his heart and went to inform other senior brothers.  Within the Qingxia Sect tent, there were now thousands of Qingxia Sect disciples who were above the swordsman level. Just as many disciples were whispering, two young men suddenly walked in side by side from the door. The disciples looked at the two young men.  The whispers quietly disappeared, and Dugu Yun, who was confused, looked at the door, his expression changing slightly!
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