I Got Stronger By Using Copper Coins Until I Am Invincible

In front of the sword intent rising from the depths of the palace, Cang Ji's hand on the hilt of the sword trembled slightly.

"The Monet Dynasty has such a strong swordsman!

Cang Ji's tone was shaking, and a substantial ray of light shot out of the holes in his eyes, penetrating the wall of the main hall, and looked away in the direction of the sword intent.

At the same time, he murmured at a very fast speed: "A cultivator, after comprehending the general trend of heaven and earth, only when he reaches the pulse-connecting state can he change his mind."

"It is divided into entry, small success, great success, and subtlety."

"After entering the micro level, the freedom and harmony is the martial intent."

"Above the martial intent, it is a self-contained one, for the Taoist intent!"

"And this sword intent, bright and bright, directly points to the root of the kingship of the sword. If we go further, it will be able to open up the realm of supernatural powers in the sword world!"

Cang Ji spoke faster and faster, and at the end, the word "magic power" popped out of his mouth.

The long sword hanging from his waist unsheathed itself.

The three-footed Qingfeng who slashed the vast tide of the Canglan River and wiped out the blood of the Langting Dynasty.

At this moment, it is like the direction of the sword intent deep in the palace, bent to the limit.

It's like bowing down to a king.

"Clang clang!"

next moment.

The continuous sound of drawing swords, centered on the palace where the sword intent was located, resounded through every corner of the palace wall.

More than that!

Outside the palace walls, the huge imperial city.

Wherever there is a sword cultivator, there is a long sword unsheathed, pointing in the same direction.

"Wan Jianlai Dynasty, this is Wan Jianlai Dynasty!

"There are actually such great practitioners of kendo in the palace, God bless me!"

"I heard that today, Canglan Daozong's holy son and his Taoist guardian entered the palace Mianjun, could it be that the monarch angered the other party and made the Taoist protector draw his sword to face each other?

"Hey, the daoist you are talking about, but the Cangji who slaughtered the royal family of the Langting Dynasty with one sword because the Canglan Holy Son was scolded as a 'wild seed'?"

"Ah, this...isn't the monarch in danger..."

The vision caused by the sword intent shook the imperial city.

Palace Hall.

Among those people outside, Mo Zhongtian may have been buried under the sword.

At this moment, he is looking in the direction of the sword intent, his face is full of doubts.

"Don't travel these days, isn't it in Qinglan's palace? Why did you go to Mr. Liang's side?"

However, doubts are doubts.

Thinking of Xing Feng before, because he opened his heart, he recovered to the strength of the peak of the true martial arts.

Now that just a few days have passed, he has broken through the realm and displayed such a terrifying sword intent. Mo Zhongtian is naturally extremely happy.

Just when Mo Zhongtian was immersed in joy.

"Monarch Mo, can you introduce Cang to meet the strong swordsman?

Also a sword cultivator, Cang Ji was very interested in the person who triggered the sword intent.

Hearing this, Mo Zhongtian sneered in his heart, with a look of embarrassment on his face, saying:

"Xing Shao... Mr. time is precious, and he doesn't like to be disturbed."

"Well, when Mr. Xing's breakthrough is over, I will ask Cang-jun in the past."

"If Mr. Xing refuses to see Cang-Jun, then there is nothing I can do."

Hearing Mo Zhongtian's words, there were some guns and sticks.

Cang Ji suddenly burst into anger, and said coldly, "Hmph, sword cultivators in the world, hearing my name is extremely frightened."

"Let that Mr. Xing get out..."

He wanted to say, let that Mr. Xing roll over to see him.

But as soon as the word "go away" came out, Cang Ji suddenly remembered something, and his face changed greatly: "You said that the swordsman's surname is Xing? Could it be the one twenty years ago..."

As the Supreme Elder of Canglan Daozong, he is also a strong swordsman.

How could Cang Ji have not heard of Xing Feng's name.

It's just that Cang Ji only learned about the scales and claws through word of mouth from the people in the sect.

In addition, after so many years, he did not connect that sword intent with that **** realm.

At this moment, after learning the man's surname from Mo Zhongtian's mouth.

Cangji could not have guessed that the strong swordsman was the sword cultivator who was born in the Monet Dynasty twenty years ago.

Immediately, Cangji thought that a few days ago, the Pingjiang Dynasty had already sent an army of millions to the sideline of the Monet Dynasty.

As a result, suddenly, they retreated a hundred miles.

Now Cangji finally understands that it must be the Pingjiang Dynasty who learned about Xing Feng's existence, so he was scared and retreated.

In his heart, Cangji did not find it funny that the Pingjiang Dynasty retreated without a fight...

On the contrary, it is very wise.

Not to mention the army of millions.

Even if the Pingjiang Dynasty can mobilize ten times this number of troops.

In front of a **** realm, it is meaningless.

after all.

The Heavenly God Realm is enough to suppress the existence of a dynasty on its own.

Even if it is the strength of the sect, it is far superior to the Canglan Dao sect of any dynasty in the Southeast region.

In front of such a great supernatural being, one has to show a respectful attitude of 120,000 points.

Thinking of this, Cang Ji suddenly realized that he seemed to have said some disrespectful words just now.

In an instant, his face became extremely pale.

Done.

He is a small sea-consciousness, and he dares to say such a thing, and let that Mr. Xing roll over to see him.

Even if the other party is self-reliant, he doesn't care about his junior.

But in case the matter spreads out, it will be known by the world swordsman.

At that time, it will affect his personal affairs little.

But if the reputation of Canglan Daozong was ruined, the problem would be a big one.

The more Cangji thought about it, the more frightened it became. A bright sword heart was covered with a layer of dust without him even noticing it.

"Monarch Mo, it was Cang Mou who was unwilling to say something before, and was abusive to Senior Xing.

"Cang is willing to take out 50 million spirit stones as compensation for the apology."

Cang Ji said, enduring the incomparable pain, and took off a storage ring on his hand.

There are no more or no less spirit stones, just 50 million.

These spirit stones were originally prepared by Cang Ji for Cang Liu'er's cultivation.

Now, in order to quell the anger of that Mr. Xing, he had to take it out.

Although he is the Supreme Elder of the Canglan Dao Sect, the resources in the sect are almost a request for him.

But the problem is that the Canglan Daozong itself is only a high-grade sect.

Even the Canglan Dao Sect, among the top-rank sects in the Southeast region, can almost rank in the top few.

But 50 million spirit stones are definitely not a small amount for Canglan Dao Sect.

After all, you must know that some middle-rank sects can have 10 million spirit stones, which is already considered a good foundation.

And the 50 million spirit stones he took out all at once.

Enough for those middle-rank sects, how many generations of disciples have been trained.

Hearing Cang Ji's shot, 50 million spirit stones were thrown out.

Mo Zhongtian's eyelids jumped up immediately.

50 million spirit stones!

This is almost equal to nearly one-fifth of the stock in the current treasury of the Monet Dynasty.

Immediately, Mo Zhongtian thought of the teleportation array. The lack of spirit stones in the past two days made the progress of the ritual arrangement extremely slow.