Chapter 3916: Chapter 1876: 21
“The sky is vast, Bazhun’an towers! Who dares face half of Qingju?”
The image of ten million people transmitting the Path seed completely tad, with no one daring to boast anymore, leaving only the scrolling comnts.
Hong Niang trembled with excitent, yet for the first ti, she refused to close the comnt section of the Path transmission.
Her spiritual senses swept again and again towards the sky, towards the Sword Sea, towards the fad swords, towards that hazy and magnificent figure.
“So strong, so powerful…”
Despite her usual eloquence, she found her vocabulary impoverished, unable to use more ornate words to describe the scene before her eyes.
It wasn’t just Hong Niang who was speechless; all the preachers holding the Golden Apricots couldn’t stop their hands from shaking.
Apricots from every household flooded the screen with comnts.
As the five regions were accompanied by the phrase “All Swords to the Master,” thunderclap resounded, and no one could remain calm.
“The sky is vast, Bazhun’an towers! Who dares face half of Qingju?”
Indeed, the latter half of the sentence, in decades of cultivation, remained a mystery to the young and naive.
But the first half, this ti, was understood by both young and old.
The domain of flipping hands to form clouds, turning hands to form rain, the command given with ease, the dignified surrender of the fad swords, the aura of bearing the imperial stance, standing supre…
How difficult is it to ascend to the heavens?
Bazhunan, one sentence is enough!
After the frenzy of comnts lasting for dozens of breaths, when the scene of fad swords rising slightly stopped, the five regions’ spectators sowhat cald down.
So counted the number of fad swords ascending, returning from fanaticism to anxiety, feeling the gap was more than just minor.
“Are there too few swords?”
“Evil Sword, Blood Sword, Devil Sword, Demon Sword, Staff Sword, Crane Sword, indeed, the montum of the initial ascension of fad swords is grand, even more so than the Sword Sea, but count carefully, there are only six?”
“The Moon Chasing from the Sword Pavilion, Black Curse, and others have also co, the swords from Burial Sword Tomb Sword Washing Pool have co, I even saw Elder Gu’s i Ziyu, but these aren’t considered the current fad swords, are they?”
“Right, although other swords are okay, the 21 Fad Swords are those 21, and only six of those on the list have ascended, isn’t that too few?”
“How can it be ‘just okay’! The Moon Chasing is the saber of Holy Swordsman Feng Wuhen, you fools, do you know what Feng Wuhen represents, the person right below the Sword God! How can Moon Chasing not et the threshold of fad swords? Truly laughable. (I’m not from the Feng family, just can’t stand it.)”
“And there’s Supre Emperor Sword, Mystic Sword Taicheng, Godhood Sword Xuan Cang, these have all ascended, where do the Five Great Divine Instrunts of Chaos fall short of the 21 Fad Swords?”
“But a fad sword is a fad sword, where can a substitute be found, this isn’t like buying vegetables, where you can mix and match from different places, Bazhun’an has to summon the Sword God’s legacy!”
“That Feng family mber in front of you, you’re killing …”
“What about the swords from Fusang City, I rember seeing soone transmit before, didn’t Master Xiao take two or three fad swords?”
“Yes! Xiao Kongtong!”
And so everyone started spamming about Xiao Kongtong.
The preachers were very clever, zooming the cara on the guy lying feebly behind Spirit Lake.
“Senior Brother of the Way of the Sword can’t stand up either…”
Xiao Kongtong’s injuries were too severe.
He and Xiao Wanfeng could be called unfortunate brothers, trying to support each other to stand, but couldn’t.
“Hey! Everyone, look!”
“The spiritual swords and fad swords ascending are one thing, but what is that bag doing, why is it buzzing and trembling, does it want to ascend too?”
“Haha, that’s kind of funny, isn’t that the broken sack the Eighth Sword Immortal always carries—besides the saber, the sack carried by the ancient swordsman also has dreams?”
“No, brother, your information is way too outdated, the one carrying the sack has always been the fake Bazhun’an impersonated by Xiao Kongtong, who carries a sack among the real Bazhun’an?”
“But co to think of it, why does Xiao Kongtong keep dragging that broken sack, could it be filled with fad swords?”
“What nonsense, how could the Eldest Senior Brother so disrespect the fad swords?”
There were rebuttals, but surprisingly, a minority.
Soon, all the preachers felt sothing was wrong, as the comnt section on everyone’s Path transmission screen changed:
“?”
“???”
“?????”
All consisted of question marks.
Soone even marked in red the comnt of the guy talking nonsense, responding with a series of “?”, and “!”, all symbols invented by Lord Shou.
“Buzz!”
The bag, with dreams, buzzed, wanting to ascend.
But it was, after all, just a bag, without a sword spirit, without wings, fluttering twice, fell heavily to the ground.
“Clang, clang…”
Iron clashing sounds emanated from inside.
Under the rhythmic sword chant of the high-altitude Sword Sea, it was so faint, yet so piercing.
“The sack!”
The five regions were boiling, that bulging sack, was definitely not an ordinary sack.
“Master Siren, could you please do a favor.”
By Spirit Lake, Xiao Kongtong struggled for a long ti, still couldn’t get up, and could only ask for help from not far away the breath-catching, chest pierced i Siren.
“What is it?”
i Siren saw the Golden Apricots from all the households turning towards him, and knew it was a big deal, quickly restoring his serene and graceful deanor, shaking the paper fan with flair.
Xiao Kongtong pointed to the sack at his feet: “Give it a kick.”
“No problem.”
i Siren kicked it hard.
The sack made a “clang” sound, only moved half a foot.
His expression suddenly twitched, the hole in his chest almost bled, almost causing him to jump holding his toes.
But under the watchful eyes of the crowd, that was not allowed!
i Siren endured the pain, folding the paper fan, employing the Way of the Sword, gracefully pointed at that sack, exuding great strength.
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