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Chapter 76 The Sword Falls Like Rain
On one side, thousands of long swords fell from the sky like locusts crossing the border.

On one side is the shocking sword that overwhelmed his life-long kendo cultivation.

This is no longer a battle for sword armor in the world, but two exiled sword immortals discussing the level of swordsmanship.

The majestic aura fluctuations shook the lower-level sword cultivators all around, and the other sword cultivators who were still able to stand still stared at the field, their hairs on their heads, their whole bodies trembling. Only seen once.

Dongfang Lai clenched his fists and his eyes were shining brightly. He excitedly said: "This is the style of sword armor!"

For the first time, Qiu Yuebai's admiration was revealed on the surface, and the smile on the corner of her mouth was the real beauty in the world.

After Ning Lang Yujian came out, the whole person fell to the ground like a broken paper kite. On the other side, Lu Qingxuan did the same.

Thousands of long swords fell from the sky one after another.

The sword power of that sword is slowly being worn down and weakened.

The sword fell like rain.

Day is like night.

When all the thousands of long swords fell to the ground, the sword energy of Lu Qingxuan's sword also dissipated.

Undecided.

Turned out to be unbeaten.

The scene was quiet and only gusts of wind could be heard. Xie Anan saw the two people on the field and was about to speak.

"I surrender."

"I surrender."

The two of them conceded defeat at the same time in unison.

No sword armor was decided at this time, or in other words, there were two sword armors at this time.

Think again.

Xie Anan swept to the center of the square and announced aloud: "There are two sword armors in this sword-questioning conference, one is Lu Qingxuan from the Sword Sect of Xishu!

No one will see anything wrong with this result.

The strength shown by the two just now is fully qualified to win the title of Sword Armor.

Ning Lang fed himself an elixir, and stood up slowly from the ground clutching his chest. He had just used thousands of swords. He looked really pretentious, but it was indeed draining all of Ning Lang's strength. At this time, he didn't even have the strength to lift the sword.

In the distance, Gan Tang saw Ning Lang struggling to stand up from the ground, tears were brewing in her eyes. After she heard Xie Anan announce the result, she flew forward and put Ning Lang's hand on her shoulder. He abruptly carried Ning Lang out of the field.

Lu Qingxuan Chujian stood up, staggered and almost fell, but Xie An'an supported him in time to let him stand up.

Both of them have reached the point where the lights are running out, no wonder they will admit defeat at the same time.

Xie Anan winked at Gao Yangming, who helped Lu Qingxuan outside the arena, Xie Anan saw the sword cultivators who had not recovered, shook his head and smiled, then said: "Everyone, the Sword Conference is here. This is the end. I will hold a banquet in the Sword Hall tonight. All sword cultivators who advance to the second round can attend the banquet. In addition, according to the rules of the Sword Questioning Conference, those who have obtained the title of Sword Armor can be held at my Xishu Sword Gate. Pick any famous sword from the sword mound in your house and take it away, Ning Lang, if you recover from your wounds, you can ask Elder Gao to lead you to the sword mound."

Ning Lang bowed his hands with difficulty and said, "Thank you so much, Sect Master."

"Okay, everyone, please take away your swords, and I will send them away from Xishu Jianmen."

Only then did the whole audience stand together, Shi Xishu Jianmen held the sword ceremony, but the embarrassing thing was that none of their swords were on them.

After the sword cultivators retrieved their swords, they left in groups of three or five.

Ning Lang and Lu Qingxuan both sat cross-legged on the ground, slowly combing through the disturbed aura in their bodies. Dongfang Lai watched the last scene, and seemed to have a feeling, and quickly returned to his sword furnace.

Qiu Yuebai hesitated for a while, and finally walked up to Gan Tang, took out a light blue jade bottle from her sleeve and handed it to her, "Give it to your master."

Although Gan Tang was a little unhappy, he finally took it over, poured out a snow-white medicine pill from it, and put it on Ning Lang's mouth.

After Ning Lang took it, he suddenly felt a chill in his body.

Although there was a little discomfort, the feeling of being out of power disappeared little by little.

This medicinal pill is definitely not of low rank.

After only a quarter of an hour, Ning Lang opened his eyes. He turned to look around, and when he found that only Gan Tang was by his side, he raised his eyebrows and asked, "Where are they?"

"The other sword cultivators have left, and the people from Xishu Jianmen have also dispersed."

"I'm asking about Miss Qiu who gave you the medicine pill."

Gan Tang muttered unhappily, "She's gone too."

Ning Lang let out a breath of turbid air, got up and said, "Let's go back too."

"Oh."

……

Recuperating in the thatched hut for an afternoon, thanks to Qiu Yuebai's pill, although it hasn't returned to normal levels, it has gotten better.

In the evening, the sun sets in the west of the mountains, and the horizon is mapped red.

Ning Lang slowly opened his eyes, then got up and said: "Master, go to the Jianzhong of the Jianmen Gate in Xishu, you stay here and don't walk around, I will take you to the banquet in the evening."

Gan Tang nodded obediently and said, "Okay."

After leaving the thatched hut, Ning Lang happened to meet Li Qingyi, an acquaintance, and asked him to lead him to Elder Gao Yangming.

Seeing Ning Lang coming, Gao Yangming asked in surprise, "Elder Ning, did you recover so quickly?"

"It will take a few days to fully recover, and now it's just a matter of movement."

"Elder Ning, do you want to go to the Sword Tomb?"

Ning Lang smiled and nodded: "Well, I will leave tomorrow morning."

Gao Yangming nodded and said, "Then please come with me."

The two left in the air and came to the entrance of Jianzhong where Ning Lang had come once during the first round of assessment.

Gao Yangming explained: "The Sword Tomb is also a forbidden place in my Xishu Jianmen. The swords in it are all sabers left by the ancestors of the past dynasties. I hope that no matter which sword Elder Ning takes, it will definitely be Have some respect for it."

"It is a sword cultivator, and naturally he will cherish the sword like his life."

Gao Yangming nodded with a smile, then took out a key shaped like a sword from his arms and opened the door of the sword mound.

As soon as Fang Ming walked in, he immediately felt a chilling atmosphere.

in a small space.

There are always hundreds of spirit swords.

Although a spirit sword was inserted casually on the ground, it still gave people a solemn and inviolable feeling.

Gao Yangming stood at the door and gave a sword hug with a solemn expression.

Do as the locals do.

Ning Lang did the same.

"Elder Ning, please."

Although Ning Lang already had the Tai A Sword, he didn't want to use as many swords as Dongfang Lai, but he had so many apprentices. Even if he didn't use it, he could use it for his apprentices in the future. Ning Lang walked forward slowly and glanced at him. The spirit sword stuck on the ground.

Each one does not seem to be a common thing, and presumably long swords below the spiritual level are not eligible to be buried in this sword mound.

Ning Lang was a little confused.

until……

When he passed by a dark long sword, Ning Lang felt Tai Ajian shake obviously, and then stopped.

"Elder Gao, can I take this sword?"

"Any one will do."

"Then I'll choose it."

Gao Yangming glanced at the black sword in front of Ning Lang, and felt that some of the swords were a bit stubborn. It should be a sword from a long time ago, but according to the rules of the Sword Questioning Conference, Ning Lang can choose whichever one, so Gao Yangming also did not agree. Not much to say.

Ning Lang drew his sword and said to Gao Yangming, "Elder Gao, then I'll go back."

"Tonight's banquet..."

"Don't worry, I will definitely go, your bamboo wine is delicious."

Gao Yangming smiled and shook his head, watching Ning Lang, whose behavior was a little different from ordinary people, volley away.

The gate of the Sword Tomb closed slowly.

As if nothing happened.

……

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(End of this chapter)