Refusing to ascend at the beginning

Chapter 114 Jiu Ming is the ultimate?

At this time, if you look down at Qing Chi Sword Sect from above, you can see many black spots appearing among the peaks, walking through them.

These black spots are all converging towards the sword testing ground.

When the seventh sword sound resounded through the peaks of the Qing Chi Sword Sect, the disciples were just amazed, and the peak masters and elders were just happy.

Then, the preparation of the eighth sword sound made them unable to sit still.

Those members of the sect who left the sword test field disappointed after Su Han failed in the second test, heard the sound of the sword, and seemed to realize something in confusion.

They turned back in a hurry, regretting that they left too early and missed the sight of the young man's sword.

However, there is still a chance.

Because, the eighth bell is about to sound!

They don't want to miss this rare moment of genius rising in hundreds of years!
Zhongshu, who swept out from Qingfeng, landed on the verandah of the sword testing ground in the blink of an eye, looking at the figure who seemed to be alone in the field with piercing eyes.

The sword in the latter's hand was still trembling, preparing for the eighth call.

"It sure is him!"

Zhongshu's eyes were extremely bright, this boy was really extraordinary.

Immortal Tianle praised this boy so much before, but he was right.

He had an appreciative smile on his face.

He didn't know about the previous turmoil in the second test and Tianle Immortal's gambling fight.

At this time, he was thinking that since Su Han had already sounded his sword here, he was undoubtedly a disciple of the Qing Chi Sword Sect.

So the most important thing now is to think about how to snatch it from other peak masters and invite him to Qingfeng.

While he was pondering, several figures suddenly appeared beside him.

Zhongshu smiled at the comers, the competitors were coming.

"Senior Brother Zhong, who is this person?"

"This son's name is Su Han."

"Su Han? It seems a bit familiar..."

Zhongshu nodded, and then motioned for everyone to talk later.

He raised his chin and drew the eyes of several people to Su Han, asking the latter to finish the current assessment first.

In the middle of the field, the Zongzong sword in Su Han's hand was pointing at Wu Wangde, whose face was pale.

His expression was neither happy nor sad, and the seven sword sounds just now were not something worthy of joy for him.

To him, it was just a normal thing.

The white sword in his hand kept trembling, and he didn't deliberately suppress it, and he didn't mean to stop.

It is far from enough to let the sword cry resound through all the peaks.

The brewing of Ruzong Sword has reached its extreme!
Su Han slowly raised his hand and pointed it to the sky.

The tip of the sword pointed at a storm that seemed to be gathering above the sword testing ground.

Compared with this world, Qing Chi Sword Sect is still too small, he thought.

Then, a ray of milky white light wrapped around the sword body, and with a melodious sword cry, it shot straight into the sky!
The eighth sword cry, get up!
It is not like the first seven sword sounds, which are clear, loud and sharp, as if they are going to pierce everyone's eardrums.

Instead, it is restrained and melodious, like an epee without a sharp edge, directly falling into the hearts of everyone.

Everyone looked up and watched blankly as the sword roared up into the sky, dispersing the gathering wind and clouds, and then disappeared further into the sky.

I was shocked and speechless!
Wu Wangde simply despaired. The peak masters all arrived, and many elders also came one after another. The more talented Su Han was, the bigger the trouble became.

At this point, he was powerless to stop it and could only look at Su Han with a sad face.

Zhong Shu and the peak masters beside him all had extremely bright eyes.

They looked at each other and saw determination in each other's eyes.

"Senior Brother Zhong, what do you think? The last one with eight slaps in the sword seems to be you 700 years ago, right?"

Zhongshu shook his head and smiled slightly: "He... is better than me."

It seemed that they did not expect such a high evaluation from him, and everyone was a little surprised.

Just when they were about to say something else, the smiles of several people suddenly froze, and they all looked at Su Han below for an instant.

Their eyes showed extreme surprise!
The sword of entry is brewing for the ninth time!
In the sky, thicker clouds seemed to be summoned by it and gathered more quickly, covering the entire area above the sword testing ground, making it look a little dark for a while.

"I, am I not dreaming?"

"Ninth Ming? This has never happened to our sect in more than a thousand years!"

"This is a talent that has the potential to ascend..."

The other peak masters murmured.

During the court, Su Han still pointed his sword at the sky and had no intention of putting it down.

Isn't it just the Jiu Ming of the sword body?

A talent that is "promising" to ascend?

No.

I have already ascended in my previous life.

Su Xuan thought silently.

The white sword in his hand glowed brighter and clearer, and the ninth sword sound rose into the sky!

The sound of the sword pierced the sky, shattering all the thick clouds that were gathering!
The sun shone down and fell on Su Han, coating him with a layer of golden light.

It made his figure somewhat dazzling.

The ninth sword sound dispersed in the sky.

The sword testing ground, after a moment of silence, fell into madness!
"Jiu Ming!"

"The sword body is nine-ring!"

"This is the capital for ascension, the capital for ascension!"

"I don't know why, I'm so jealous..."

"..."

The crowd was incoherent, and some of them didn't even know what they were going to say, so they yelled "Ahhh" to express their excitement.

Among these people, Liu Yidao's howling voice stood out the most.

He grabbed Pei Wenshu's arm next to him and shook it constantly.While shaking it, he pointed at Su Han with his other hand, making strange and unexplained screams from his mouth.

Pei Wenshu smiled brightly and was truly happy for Su Han.

Chen Chuyao's eyes were a little red, and she seemed to be extremely happy that the young master could show his true strength and break the prejudice and misunderstanding of everyone just now.

Lu Congshan was also very excited and couldn't help but cheer loudly for Su Han.

This young man did not let him down, did not let him down!

Zhong Shu and others looked at Su Han with extremely hot eyes.

As long as he doesn't die prematurely, Feisheng will definitely be the chosen one. They can't wait to turn him into the peak right away!
……

……

At the focus of everyone's eyes, Su Han once again held his sword in front of his eyes, turning a deaf ear to the noise around him.

He raised his eyebrows, a little surprised.

Because the sword of entering the sect is still trembling.

"Wait, wait... It seems, something is wrong." On the veranda, a peak master suddenly said.

"The Sword of Entrance has not subsided yet!!"

Everyone was stunned.

The sword's nine roars are not the end yet? !
How can this be?

Since ancient times, the Jiu Ming sword has been the most powerful. This has been a well-known consensus among the Qing Chi Sword Sect and even the cultivation world.

But the trembling Ruzong Sword forced them to believe that the Tenth Ring of the Ruzong Sword was brewing.

Their perceptions were disrupted at this moment, and they all looked at Su Han with extreme confusion and horror.

Everyone watching the ceremony seemed to have forgotten that they could breathe, and did not dare to take a breath, for fear that their abrupt breathing would interrupt Su Han's tenth sword cry.

They are no longer witnessing the rise of a genius, but are witnessing a legend!
An unprecedented legend!
Su Han felt the vibration of the Zongzong Sword, and was also a little surprised in his heart, but at the same time he was also somewhat understanding.

The reason why the sword body has nine sounds is because the practitioners in this world reach the end of their ascension.

This is the shackles of practitioners.

Thousands of years ago, when he pushed open the door of ascension and stepped half-foot inside, he had already broken the shackles of this world.

The rule of Jiuming that everyone agrees with is extremely invalid on him, like the sword of enlightenment.

Su Han smiled, but he was a little curious at this time. How many times can he make the sword sound resound after breaking through the shackles?

He looked at the sword of entry, and his heart was filled with waves that he hadn't seen for a long time.

The tremors of the sword seemed to be transmitted to the space around it, causing the space to vibrate.

At the same time, the tenth sword sound rose melodiously, arriving in this world for the first time!

The tremor, with Su Han as the center, spread out in all directions as clearly as a circle.

Every practitioner who was swept by the sound of the sword was shocked to find that their souls also trembled slightly!
(End of this chapter)