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At the head of Sword Cast City, Ye Suian stood on the city wall, looking at the sword light one after another, and looking at the Sword Cultivator Seniors who came from the royal sword. I only felt that this scene in front of me may be unforgettable forever. .

In an instant, above the city walls of this Big City, Flying Sword has spread all over.

Some of them have gray hair, some have physical disabilities, some have few life essences… But when one sword is in their hands, what they reveal is the spirit of Sword Cultivator!

As the one-eyed Sword Cultivator said, the love of our Sword Cultivator is unique in the world!

Want to occupy this Sword Cast City…

Have you asked about my sword?

Although Sword Cast City is an old-age city, it does not mean that anyone can come and pick it.

Just like the sentence on Earth-who asked, Lianpo is old, still able to eat! ?

Foreign Race outside the city, kill them all!

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Above the city walls, Ye Suian shook hands with the long sword 【Moon Emperor】.

He can feel [Moon Emperor] Sword Spirit’s excitement.

“Get up!” Ye Suian walked with the sword, and flew towards the Foreign Race army outside the city.

Some swords came later.

“Old man is Solitary Sword Mountain Supreme Elder Wu Shanshui!”

The sword light 4 overflowed and rushed into the Foreign Race army.

The clouds in the sky are all crushed by the wave of energy generated by sword energy.

The power of one sword, there is no cloud in 100!

“The old man is Myriad Sword Mountain Chu Beihan!”

A word of azure’s sword light rushed into the crowd, like a shooting star across the sky, killing intent is very heavy, and the killing heart is even heavier.

When the azure sword energy approached Foreign Race, if the Azure Dragon for 9 days swayed in the crowd, under one blow, I don’t know how many Foreign Race flew out, even the weapons in their hands were broken!

“I am Western Region Loose Cultivator, Chen Yixi!”

The Sword Cultivator with only one eye carried the sword forward, and the sword thundered like a thunder, directly slamming into the head of the Foreign Race army.

The opponent raised his fist to meet, under the thunderous roaring one sword, forcibly forced to retreat several feet.

“Old man Mirroring Sword Sect Shen Qingshan, who dares to take me one sword!”

One sword is like a mountain peak, from top to bottom, with great momentum.

A Foreign Race comparable to Sixth Stage had no time to react and was cut off his right arm and right shoulder!

Ye Suian listened to the familiar names of each and everyone and had 100 feelings in her heart.

Sword Cultivator, one after another, are old seniors.

Some of them have a reputation outside, and they have a name that sounds awesome.

There are countless disciples of grand disciples. In my lifetime, I have cultivated Sword Cultivator who do not know how much.

Some have spent their entire lives, sect striving to the utmost, and dying for the Western Region, and now life essence has no more than a few years, just want to spend a few years of peace and security in Sword Cast City.

Yes, they should have spent the rest of their lives in Sword Cast City.

But now he is fighting alongside himself, facing countless Foreign Race.

But Ye Suian is very clear that if he was not calling them just above the city head, they would be disappointed with themselves.

No, it’s not just disappointment, it’s even an offense to these Old Seniors, it’s an insult.

My Sword Cultivator, never fear fighting.

I’m right to care for the elderly here, but it doesn’t mean I don’t have the power to fight.

They are like veterans who have retreated from the battlefield, and they share a common belief…

——If there is a war, the call will be recalled!

At this time, if they don’t produce a sword, even at the moment of death, they will regret today’s events.

“Shua ——!” Ye Suian’s sword energy directly cut through the belly of a Foreign Race.

Blood splattered on his palm, not to mention whether it was warm or hot.

There is only a single thought left in his heart:

–kill!

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In Sword Cast City, there are not many Players, but there are still some.

In the scene just now they saw it and recorded the video directly.

“Fuck, I just got goose bumps just now!”

“The first thing I thought of was a veteran! The veteran will not die!”

“The video I posted on the forum, I feel like asking for wave support, we have too few people!”

“Let’s talk to your mother! Why do you care so much? Get on with Lao Tzu! Grass! Kill them!”

“One word: rush!”

“Take me one! Punch!”

Compared to other regions, the number of players in Sword Cast City is relatively small.

As they flew outside the city, prompt messages popped up in front of them.

“[Ding! Please assist Ye Suian, the successor of Sword Mountain, to guard Sword Cast City.]”

“[Successfully defending the city, you can get 2510000 EXP rewards.]”

Compared with the task received by Nether Fire Sect Player, EXP rewards are 1010000 more for guarding Sword Cast City.

This is actually reflected from the side, the task is more difficult!

There are more Foreign Races here, there are a large number of high-level Foreign Races, and countless low-level Foreign Races.

Although these elderly Sword Cultivators are not bad in realm cultivation base, they still have a huge gap in terms of quantity.

But when the Players rushed into the battlefield, they were shocked by the scene in front of them.

So fierce!

These gray-haired cultivators are so indescribable!

“Your uncle is still your uncle!” Amusing stupid Player said in his heart.

What makes them feel overwhelmed by emotions most is that when these old men killed their enemies, they saw a group of youngsters around them. They didn’t even have any secrets, and even taught them intentionally.

A Player watched Foreign Race’s lance pierce his chest, ready to hand over the number of resurrections, but saw a sword light passing by.

An old man with gray hair rescued him, turned his head and glanced at him, coldly said: “hmph! Look, the sword you just made is courting death, see how I did it!”

Similar scenes were staged in front of Player one after another. They were originally very excited, because these teachings are beneficial to their future operations, and they are all tricks that are hard to find for 10000 gold.

But after the excitement, they couldn’t help being silent.

Because these old men are too hard, they try their best to rush before these youngsters.

Are they sitting idle in front of a young cultivator?

Nature is not.

It is because they do not know whether they will die.

If you teach them more, it is the last dedication to Western Region Sword Dao.

We are already candles in the wind and will go out at any time, and we can’t live many years.

And you are different. You are the scorching sun in the sky, and you are in the best time of your cultivator’s life.

The remnant candles want to burn one last time, burning desperately, burning hard.

Burn out every drop of oil, burn out every bit of wax.

“Smelly Brat! Sword… that’s how it works!”

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The Foreign Race army outside Sword Cast City is headed by the 8th-level Foreign Race.

He was also followed by the 7th grade Foreign Race and a large number of high-level Foreign Race.

The Supreme Elder Wu Shanshui of Solitary Sword Mountain is the most powerful house in this group of people. As a matter of course, he directly cut a sword to the 8th-order Foreign Race.

Although there are mountains and water in his name, it is a Fire Element Sword Cultivator, and his temperament is extremely hot.

As I said before, he loves to curse people and is an old sprayer. Today’s combat is still foul-mouthed, and every time a sword is made, it will be accompanied by cursing.

His idea is very simple, since it is Life and Death Battle, then it is not only a game, but also a life and death.

Therefore, one of the two must die.

Therefore, if you do not scold at this time, either the other party will not hear it, or you will not be able to scold yourself.

What are you waiting for?

Scold and fuck!

Dignified Foreign Race of the 8th level still met such an opponent for the first time.

Sword moves are just and honorable, every one sword is head-to-head, but this mouth is too stinky!

Players who are closer to Wu Shanshui are all stunned. Fortunately, people who have experienced internet baptism have been refreshed by 3 views.

If these swear words are put into film and television works, they will all be “beep–” voices, which will definitely be silenced!

If you put it in a novel or post, it will definitely be full of stars.

Over 80 levels of Sword Cultivator, Ping Shanhai met the person who called Master Uncle, and his mouth was too dirty.

“噌——!” Wu Shanshui’s sword energy directly cut off the flame wings behind the Foreign Race.

At the same time, the Black Race was thrown by the Foreign Race.

The petals of Black Lotus spread out in the air, flashing black light.

In the evenly matched matchup, this phenomenon is very common, that is, at the same time, everyone can kill each other’s lives.

At this time, usually close each other, turn to block, and then look for the next murderous intention.

No one wants to die, but everyone wants the other to die. This is the norm.

However, Wu Shanshui’s long sword was not at all recovered, not at all to block the petals of these Black Lotus.

“Is this old bastard bored!” The thought of the Foreign Race man’s heart.

But in fact, how many people are tired of the world?

Even if there are not many life essences, people still want to live.

Wu Shanshui does the same.

He is not bored, this old man just feels that life is over… worth it!

Sword energy directly pierced Foreign Race, leaving a huge hole in the man.

Wu Shanshui’s wrist shook and the sword energy swayed to the two sides, so he divided his body into two.

And those Black Lotus petals also directly penetrated the old man’s body.

The old man’s arms were destroyed, a big hole was broken in his abdomen, and a blood line appeared on his neck.

-No doubt.

The gray-haired old man fell from the air, eyes closed slowly, mutter incantations in his mouth.

From this moment on, Players understand why these old men look so fierce, as if it is a win-win situation, but the task rewards are so rich.

Because “manpower is sometimes poor”.

They are indeed cultivation base profound, but the number is too disparate.

These old people are not Players, they cannot be resurrected.

After all, like Wu Shanshui, they will fall one by one.

This is indeed the case.

One old man after another fell from a height, their white hair dancing in the air, mutter incantations in their mouths.

Starting from Wu Shanshui, before each old man is provisional, he will say a familiar word from the Western Region Sword Cultivator.

When I heard and saw this sentence in the past, everyone did not feel much.

But this situation is very different.

The Western Region Boundary Stone is inscribed with 4 words, which is the last wish and expectation of Sword Mountain Old Ancestor.

And what these old men said before death was the same sentence, the same thing.

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“willing……

Forever Flourishing Sword Dao! “