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Volume One: Yunchuan Dongyan¡¯s Beginning Calf Chapter 20: The Gathering of Human Race Geniuses

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    The dawn of dawn was like a sharp sword, splitting open the misty night. The early morning sun jumped out of the horizon, and the sunlight shone on the red earth of the Sword Domain, making the Sword Domain appear a fiery red color.  Three thousand elite disciples from the three major sword sects of the human race stood at the entrance of the Holy Soul Sword Tomb, quietly waiting for the door of the Sword Tomb to open.  Standing among thousands of disciples with outstanding strength, Dugu Yun looked at a cliff and couldn't see anything special about the Holy Soul Sword Tomb.  I saw a light gate in the middle of the cliff, which was composed of circular purple airflow. The light gate flickered and flickered very unstable.  "Is this the gate of the Sword Tomb?" Yu Wenlong looked at the light gate with high spirits. Standing next to him was Yu Wenwei. This time, the thousands of disciples of the Pengcai Sword Sect who entered the Sword Tomb will be killed because of Wenlong.  Leader, Xian Yu Wenlong is the well-deserved number one among the disciples of Pengcai Sword Sect.  "I heard that when the purple light gate is stable, the gate of the Sword Tomb will be opened." A young man wearing the uniform of a Kunlun Sword Sect disciple looked at the light gate thoughtfully.  When Dugu Yun heard the sound, he looked around and saw that this man was ordinary in appearance, but he was like an unsheathed sword with a hidden edge. Looking directly at this man made him feel guilty.  "It turns out to be Senior Brother Jiang Fan!" I saw a beautiful woman dressed in Shushan disciple uniform, walking lightly towards Jiang Fan, Jiang Fan nodded slightly to the woman.  "Senior Sister Xiao Yue!" Just as Jiang Fan and Xiao Yue were preparing to talk further, Yu Wenwei suddenly walked quickly to Xiao Yue's side, interrupting the topic they were about to talk about.  "Senior Sister Xiao Yue, I heard that the thousand disciples of the Shushan Sword Sect will be led by you this time?" Yu Wenwei said, ignoring Jiang Fan who looked slightly embarrassed beside him.  The beautiful Xiao Yue glanced at Yu Wenlong and was helpless. She could only smile apologetically at Jiang Fan. This smile was truly overwhelming and made Yu Wenwei beside him dumbfounded.  What happened in such a moment was seen by Dugu Yun who was standing in the crowd. Looking at this scene, Dugu Yun only had three words in his mind, "Stupid Qing." Dugu Yun knew very well in his heart,  Based on his strength as a fifth-level swordsman, he is estimated to be at the bottom among these three thousand people. This time he enters the Holy Soul Sword Tomb. Whether he lives or dies depends on his luck. If his strength is not good, he should keep a low profile on weekdays.  It's good to be a good person, otherwise it would be a waste of time to say yes.  Therefore, since Dugu Yun entered the Qingxia Sect and arrived in the Sword Domain, he rarely spoke. Gradually, even Yu Wenwei, who wanted his life, did not pay much attention to him.  "Senior Brother Jiang Fan, Senior Sister Xiao Yue." Just when Yu Wenwei was pestering Xiao Yue to talk nonsense, Yu Wenlong with a dark face came to say hello to Jiang Fan and Xiao Yue.  When Yu Wenlong accompanied Xiaolian and Jiang Fan and Xiao Yue to talk, he winked at Yu Wenwei, and Yu Wenwei remained silent. Seeing that his brother was silent, Yu Wenlong felt secretly in his heart.  Scolding: "Hey, my brother has seen beautiful women unable to walk since he was a child. It was also because of this that his grandfather drove him to the Qingxia Sect where there are few female disciples." In this way, the leader of the younger generation of disciples of the three major sword sects of the human race,  Gathered in the Sword Domain for the first time, Dugu Yun was still a disciple of the Qingxia Sect of the Pengcai Sword Sect, which was unknown and no one cared about.  But things are unpredictable. Who could have known that the peerless madman who would command the heroes and dominate the world in the future would soon shine his first ray of light at the Holy Soul Sword Tomb, shocking the world, making the world fearful, and making countless human race latecomers fanatical.  .  Dugu Yun looked at the three peerless figures and was greatly stimulated. He said silently in his heart: "Each of these three people has a legendary story. When will I be able to be like them and make people look up to them." What Dugu Yun was thinking in his heart.  That's right, Jiang Fan is now Jiang Yue's only disciple, and his strength is even better than that of Wen Long. Xiao Yue is the direct disciple of Xiao He, the headmaster of Shushan Sword Sect, and his star swordsmanship makes him superb.  No one can match it, let alone this girl who has mastered the Star Sword Sect's unique secret book Seven Star Sword Technique at the age of nine.  At this time, the three thousand disciples naturally formed three circles. Jiang Fan, Yu Wenlong and Xiao Yue formed the smallest circle, and Yu Wenwei stuck to these three people like dragon whiskers, shaking off  It won¡¯t go away.  In addition to this, there is the circle formed by the most famous disciples of the twelve sword sects of the human race and the slightly famous disciples of the three major sword sects. This circle only has about a hundred people, but they are the mainstay of the future of the human race.  Of course, the largest circle is still those disciples who have outstanding strength, but compared to geniuses like Jiang Fan and Xiao Yue, they are still far behind.  At this moment, looking around, among the three thousand disciples, there was only one black-haired young man with long hair shawl, standing alone and alone, letting the morning wind support him, his long hair fluttering, and his black robe rustled.  Jiang Fan, who was talking to Yu Wenlong, accidentallyGlancing at Dugu Yun in the distance, I couldn't help but think of my own life experience.  "Quiet, Pengcai Sword Sect disciples quickly line up." While the disciples of each sect were talking, Yu Wenlong, Jiang Fan, and Xiao Yue suddenly asked the thousands of disciples they led to line up, because they saw them coming from a distance at the same time.  Fifteen truly strong men from the human race.  The leaders of the three major sword sects in the Sword Domain this time and the masters of the Twelve Sword Sects looked at the three thousand disciples standing straight in the distance and started talking.  "Jiang Yue, I heard that your disciple, Jiang Fan, has reached the sixth level of sword spirit now?" The person speaking at the moment was Liu Lie, the master of Qingping Sect of Pengcai Sword Sect.  Liu Lie, as his name suggests, he has a strong personality. He was a strong man at the same time as Jiang Yue. He once relied on Qingping to return to the Yuan Dynasty and was known as the Xiaoqiang who could not be killed by the human race.  "My Long'er is only a fifth-level sword spirit now. Brother Jiang is really good at teaching me." Yu Sen, who looked full of sinister looks, said with a smile.  "Yes, compared to Yu Wenlong and Jiang Fan, this girl Xiao Yue is only a third-level sword spirit now. The team that entered the sword tomb this time will suffer the loss from our Shushan Sword Sect." A handsome-looking man, but  A middle-aged man in disheveled clothes, carrying a brilliant silver sword on his back, and pouring wine into his mouth from a wine gourd while talking. He is Li Hao, the chivalrous and unparalleled master of the Drunken Sword Sect of the Shushan Sword Sect. This man is usually addicted to alcohol.  However, it was because of his addiction to alcohol that he created his own Dionysian Sword Art and became famous all over the world.  Listening to the boastful talk of many former Taoist friends who were domineering, Jiang Yue smiled helplessly, how could he not know the wishful thinking of these people?  "You don't have to be like this. Yu Wenlong's adoptive father is the master of the East China Sea Dragon Palace, Aotiankuang. Not to mention that girl Xiao Yue, she is the direct disciple of Xiao He, the leader of Shushan. Only my incompetent disciple,  Helpless." Jiang Yue could see the expressions of these powerful men, how could he not respond with words.  "Haha, we're here, fellow Taoists, get ready." Unknowingly, fifteen strong men came in front of the three thousand disciples. Ye Chen stopped first and said with a smile.  Dugu Yun looked at the fifteen strong men in front of him, thinking wildly in his mind, and said: "Of these big men, one of them is probably enough to kill three thousand of us with one sword." "Dad is standing in front of this group of people.  "It's really inconspicuous. I don't know how strong my father is compared to these powerful Sword Emperors." Yu Wenlong looked at his father Yu Sen thoughtfully with a smile on his face.  When Dugu Yun and Yu Wenlong were thinking in their minds, other disciples such as Jiang Fan, Xiao Yue, etc. were all exceptions. On weekdays, they saw at most one strong Sword Emperor. Today they saw half of the Sword Emperors of the human race. How could there be such a thing?  The principle of not thinking wildly.
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