On the fertile soil of the West of the Great Xu Dynasty, a special city lies in the bears and tigers.

There are countless pavilions, including pavilions and pavilions. When I breathe with my mouth closed, I heard the sound of long songs of playing swords and the sound of sharp swords breaking through the air.

This...is the holy land of the world - the Swordsman City of the World.

In the era when monks lived in seclusion, the whole world undoubtedly belonged to the world and the knights.

Even though these knights were unable to defeat the army of the court, they still had the power to fight ten, hundreds, thousands, and even the legendary enemy of ten people.

There is no doubt that the Sword City of the World is a holy city in Daxu.

At least...this is for everyone except Xia Yan.

In the inner courtyard and in the courtyard of this holy city of Jianghu,

At noon, the seven city lords entered the house were cross-legged and swords were practicing sword techniques in the glow of the warm sun in the winter sun.

In their eyes, the lofty city lord and master was a god.

In the howling wind, the swordsman with a national face had a different temperament from his face. His eyes were deep, and his head was lowered and his eyes were vaguely seen.

His black hair had not been tied up, but it was scattered like black flames, with a kind of association that mixed majesty and depth, as well as a demonic aura.

The sword demon has demonic energy, which is not surprising.

Wang Gucheng stood at the highest point with his sword hilt.

Suddenly...

He turned to the palace with a stern face.

The subtle changes in this expression fell into the eyes of the seven disciples, which caused them to be shocked.

What can make this city lord change color in this world?

The sword demon walked into the lobby.

A sound came from the sky, as if it was a home-cooked chat:

"Oh Lone City, I'm thinking these days, how did you become my disciple."

The sword demon slowly knelt down in front of the air, and said respectfully: "Disciple is depressed by the sword path and cannot break through,

When I was traveling, I met my master and was guided by a single point and realized the supreme sword path...

Understand that life and death are the foundation of swordsmanship.

The sword is a killer, and the swordsman is a killer.

But killing is not the purpose, but the means.

The purpose is to die...

It's the end.

It promotes the cycle of reincarnation of all things.

All things wither and flourish, and there will be life only if there is death.

What I sent to reincarnation may not be given to them for new life.

So... the disciple holds the sword, but is very happy and very pious.

The disciples wash away the mistakes of this life for those who should be killed and start a new life."

Xia Yan:...

What a tiger or wolf word...

However, he also understood that everything had really changed.

These ten pillars are probably not standing in the five elements of the universe, the rules of yin and yang life and death...

Its change means that everything has changed.

He just couldn't believe it, so... in desperate verification, he wanted to see who else could remember the past.

"Lonely City, if what I expected is right, the God-Selected Ones should have started appearing in your city, right?"

"Yes, Master...there are forty candidates who have descended into my city, and I am preparing to arrange the teachings for them."

Xia Yan was silent after hearing the reply.

Are they all coming out clearly?

He was curious about the people coming from the other side. After all, the names of the "Four Sea Dragon Clan", "Eagle Clan", "Sheng Pig Clan", "Overworld Fish Clan" and other races seen by Tianyan are all too fancy.

He also thought about whether the "fish man" is the head and legs of a fish?

Is this "Bully Fishman" the kind of fish head that grows very fiercely?

This once made him have some strange reverie when he ate the famous dish at the palace banquet "looking up at the stars"...

So, he still wanted to see these things in his heart...

So he asked directly: "What does the chosen one look like?"

Wang Gucheng said: "Since the teacher can look at me, I will go to the nearby place of the God-Selected One and let the teacher see it."

"good."

After the city lord got Xia Yan's approval, he walked along the city wall between the castle towers and stepped over the small flowerbed, stables, fountain long paths, sword washing ponds under his feet, and walked towards the front yard.

at this time...

The vestibule of the Sword City of the World.

It is an independent open-air training ground equipped with infrastructure such as weapon stands, training grass men, and training puppets.

"Wow, it's so amazing. Every stone here is different."

"Yes, I just tried it, and the food here tastes differently!"

"I have eaten the soil here, but the soil is different in every place...even the mixture ratio of sand and stones is different. If you don't believe it, you can try it. The taste of this soil is still real."

"Oh my God, this is a game of immortals... This is the real second life. No, I must like it after I go back, and I want to give it a hundred likes!"

"Tsk tsk tsk tsk, the human race's little spicy machines are rare and strange. I only stare at these daily points. My big light chicken race is not interested in these...

We are here to dominate the world!

Let the world resound with a gurgling sound!

Let all existences make a gurgling sound!”

"Although my human race is declining, I am not afraid of you!"

"Gugugugu!!"

"Stop quarrel, look at the city wall, it seems to be a big shot!"

The players of the closed beta turned their heads and looked at the middle-aged man with a deep temperament and a little demonic spirit after looking at the black stone walls more than 20 feet tall.

The black hair fluttered gently in the wind, and stood with a sword, and felt a sense of vagueness.

They seem to...

Middle-aged people are looking at them too.

The sword demon whispered: "Teacher, did you see it?"

Xia Yan's eyes fell on the faces of those who came from the "other shore".

There is no doubt that these people look like people in this world and are also dressed up by people in this world... However, when he sees these people, the feeling of "these people are the chosen ones" will appear in his subconscious.

This is normal...

What made Xia Yan feel abnormal was that these visitors from the other side did not seem to have the awareness of the invaders at all, but instead gave him a feeling of being a silly.

But he would not be confused by this sense of sillyness and relax his guard.

Xia Yan looked at him for a while and asked, "What are their identities before they become the God-Choose?"

The sword demon said: "They are all orphans or refugees nearby. They are some servants who are paid by external officials, but they don't expect to be the God-selected ones."

Xia Yan asked: "What do you think is the God-Choose?"

The sword demon said: "This world is about to usher in disaster, and the chosen one can eliminate this disaster, so..."

Xia Yan asked: "What kind of disaster?"

The sword demon said: "Disciples don't know...but it seems that they have been circulating."

Xia Yan suddenly said, "What if I want you to kill the God-Choose?"

The corners of the sword demon's lips raised slightly, and his eyes narrowed with a subtle gentle light: "The teacher can make me commit suicide, let alone kill some god-selected people? Compared to the teacher... what are they?"

despair...

Tat...

Xia Yan tapped his fingers on the handrail.

He thought for a moment and asked, "Where do they live?"
To be continued...