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Bai Qiu looked at the peerless swords around him, with a calm expression on his face. Since the magic weapon has a spirit, it can choose its own master, so let it choose itself.

He had already held the true essence just now, and had some connection with it in the dark, as long as he showed enough strength, then it was very likely to choose him!

Bai Qiu didn't move any more, but the zhenqi in his body surged crazily at this moment, and a sword intent soaring to the sky radiated out.

This is the sword intent he has cultivated in this world for more than ten years. It combines the mystery of the Holy Spirit sword technique and the inexplicable sword technique, and it is his own power!

"What a powerful sword intent!" All the swordsmen trembled in their hearts.

The formidable strength that Bai Qiu displayed made them ashamed for a moment.

This kind of sword intent is like the emperor in the sword, unparalleled in sharpness and superior to all heroes.

However, after a while, there was still no reaction around.

Bai Qiu frowned, thinking in his heart: "Isn't strength enough to get your approval?"

Streaks of blood-colored light emerged from the transparent zhenqi and merged into the sword intent, making this soaring sword intent emit a hint of madness.

"Hiss, it's even stronger!" The swordsman present swallowed.

The red light in Bai Qiu's eyes flickered, and he said sharply: "If you don't show up at this time, do you still want to be dusty for another hundred years?!"

The killing intent from his body diffused and merged into the sword intent, making the surrounding air seem to be quite cold.

"It seems that the peerless sword has not met the Ming Lord." Aotian smiled in his eyes.

As long as the peerless sword is still in his worship sword villa for one day, he will be the first to win the moon, and have a great chance of being favored by the peerless sword.

However, as soon as his words fell, his smile froze.

I saw a peerless sword next to Bai Qiu, which was shining brightly at this moment, exuding bright light, the sword's 'clank' resounded through the ground, and a bone-piercing coldness swept across all directions.

The peerless sword flew up suddenly, and fell directly into Bai Qiu's hands!

"The brilliance is dazzling, the magic soldier has been silent for a hundred years, and finally meets a good master!" The swordsmith said excitedly.

Holding the peerless sword in his hand, Bai Qiu felt the king's sword intent in it, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

He happened to be short of a peerless magic weapon, but this peerless sword was quite suitable at this time.

"Don't worry, I will make you a truly peerless sword." Bai Qiu's heart flickered.

He could already feel the true energy hidden in the peerless sword, revealing a sense of kindness.

Although the two cannot communicate, they have already established a link.

Something happened here, Bai Qiu looked at Duan Lang and said: "You support Bu Jingyun, let's go back to Fist of Fury!"

Taking the peerless sword that originally belonged to Bu Jingyun, Bai Qiu didn't feel too much guilt. Although Fengyun and Fengyun are the protagonists in this world of Fengyun, chances are naturally obtained by those who are capable!

But I'm afraid that even if he has a peerless sword, with Bu Jingyun's own luck, there will be other fortunes in the future.

Bai Qiu led Jian Chen and others out of the Sword Worship Villa, no one dared to stop him!

Although Mrs. Ao and the others were unwilling, they could only greet them with smiles. With the strength of their Baijian Villa, they didn't have the guts to make a move against Bai Qiu.

After returning to Fist of Fury, Bai Qiu could not retreat, and began to practice and get used to the peerless sword.

In a hurry, January has passed!

While Bai Qiu was practicing, Jian Chen ran over in a hurry and said, "Brother, it's not good, the Dongying people have come to attack, and they are leading troops to attack Shanhaiguan. Our Jingwu Sect has already lost many members."

Bai Qiu raised his eyebrows, did Jue Wushen still couldn't help but march into the Central Plains? !

He looked at Jian Chen and said, "Go and inform Master, Duan Lang, Bu Jingyun and I, and I will rush to support first!"

"Okay." Jian Chen nodded, "Brother, be more careful."

……

Shanhaiguan, at this moment, the flames of war are raging, the sound of shouting and killing is loud, and the corpses are everywhere, just like a purgatory on earth.

The mountains and rivers were stained with blood, and countless Zhongyuan disciples followed suit, guarding the pass to the death.

It's just that there are too many Japanese people swarming here, especially those wearing grimace masks. They are so powerful that they can almost harvest the lives of top-notch experts at will.

This made the Zhongyuan brothers feel a burst of despair. Unfortunately, their homeland is behind them. In order to avoid disasters for their families, they can only fight with their lives!

"The Central Plains has a vast territory and abundant resources. If we kill them and take control of the Central Plains, everything will be ours." The Dongying man wearing a grimace mask said sharply.

They held daggers, and almost every time they moved, one of them would fall down, reaping their lives mercilessly.

"What should I do, I can't keep it anymore!" A Zhongyuan disciple said in despair, crying.

"Hold on, someone has already informed the sect master, and the sect master will bring troops to support soon." The faces of Jingwu sect members were stained with blood, and there was determination in their expressions.

This group of Dongying people wearing grimace masks showed a mocking look in their eyes, and laughed wildly: "Haha, I'm afraid you have become corpses after your sect masters support you. Don't worry, when we invade the Central Plains, we will let you The door master will go down to accompany you."

The Dongying man wearing a grimace mask moved forward, showing a hint of joy, and flashed forward.

Just as they were about to break through the last line of defense and attack the Shanhai Pass completely, a resounding sword cry suddenly sounded from behind.

"Zheng-"

A burst of dazzling sword light flickered, and the sword light spread like a storm, filling the front of the Dongying people with grimace masks.

"Shhhh-"

The blood rained, and those Dongying people who rushed over fell to the ground in an instant, and a large amount of blood flowed out, and there was still a trace of puzzlement in their eyes.

A figure floated over, like a demon king from Jiuyou, standing alone between the Dongying people and Zhongyuan disciples, fierce and ruthless sword intent emanating from his body.

He looked at the Dongying people in front of him, and said coldly: "This-road-is-not-pass!"

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Chapter 93 Breaking the Army

"Sect Master!"

"It's the door master!"

The Jingwumen disciples in the crowd were the first to recognize Bai Qiu, cheered up and cheered.

Over the years, Bai Qiu has established a very high prestige in the martial arts, like a god of war, invincible!

Creating Jingwumen, unifying Wushuang City, destroying Xiongba, seizing a peerless sword, these things alone are enough to move the world, let alone this glory is gathered on one person? !