C213 No Quantity
C213 No Quantity
Shen Muqing saw that no one was flying and under the help of the Nether Devil Eye, he quickly found a place with people and there seemed to be quite a few of them.
Sword-light flashed across the sky like a meteor. Suddenly, a clear voice could be heard from below. It was a young girl about four or five years old. "Mom and Dad, someone is flying!"
He immediately looked up to the sky and found that there was no shadow in the sky. He said to the little girl, "Who's there? Go play by yourself!"
The little girl said, feeling wronged, "I really saw someone step on an arrow and fly over."
Although she felt wronged, she knew that what she saw was real.
The Immeasurable Sword Sect lost a lot in the Sword Lake Palace. The Sect Leader of the East and West Sect was sitting on the two sides of the table with a solemn expression. On the left was a middle-aged woman, dressed in Taoist clothes, and on the right was an old man in his fifties.
They were the two sect masters of the East and West School. Other than the two of them, there were also many disciples and some guests.
Looking at the competition on the field now, a few decades ago, Daoist Master Wuliang relied on the Formless Sword Arts to suppress all the experts in Wuliang Mountain and founded the sect to unify Wuliang Mountain.
However, after Daoist Wuliang died, the Infinity Faction split up into the East and West Faction. Every five years, they would hold a sword competition, and the winner would become the owner of the Sword Lake Palace while the winner would leave Wuliang Mountain.
The five-year period had arrived yet again, and the Sword Competition had begun.
Looking at the record below, there was a young man holding a green steel sword, moving towards his opponent once more. The young man in front of him reacted very quickly, my sword in my right hand blocked the sword light, then I swung my sword towards the young man's chest.
The entire audience was silent. The opposing youngsters had all used their full strength in their attacks just now, and now it was too late to stop. The battle between the two of them was already seventy to eighty times over, and they were finally going to see the results.
Just at this moment, a sword light descended from the sky like a huge dragon. When this sword art descended, it was like a raging dragon stepping into the clouds. The swords of all the Immeasurable Sword Sect members hummed incessantly as if they were about to fall down.
The two sect leaders immediately stood up in shock, their hands holding down their long swords. In front of them, a young swordsman stood in the middle of the stage.
He wore white clothes, had a handsome face, and his clothes fluttered with the wind, giving people a feeling of elegance. Most importantly, there was a shocking sword intent above his head, surrounding his entire body with a divine sword.
At that moment, when everyone felt the strange sword qi, they all felt that Shen Muqing was more like a god.
Shen Muqing waved his hand and Heavenly Water Sword returned to the sword sheath. He asked indifferently, "Is this the Immeasurable Sword Sect?"
One of them stood up and politely said, "I am Xin Shuangqing, the sect master of the seven sects. May I know your name?"
Shen Muqing said lightly, "Shen Muqing!"
Xin Shuangqing asked, "Oh, so it's Young Master Shen. But Young Master Shen, what business do you have with my Wuliang Sword Sect?"
Shen Muqing said, "I want to find a woman who likes to cover her face. She's quite cold. Do you know where she is?"
Xin Shuangqing was at a loss, but the eyes of the old man in front of him lit up. "I am Zuo Ziqing, Sect Master of the Immeasurable East Sect. I know the person that Young Master is looking for."