On the table, there is a bronze short sword.

The short sword was rusty, it looked unremarkable, and there was no sword intent and sword qi hidden in it.

But Wang Jian did not despise this short sword.

Instead, his eyes erupted with a terrifying gleam.

The Sword Emperor suddenly turned his head and looked at Chen Luoyang: "It seems that this sword is not forged and refined by Sect Master Chen, but I don't know what Sect Master Chen has learned from it?

Chen Luoyang had an indifferent attitude on his face.

But in fact, he has been keeping an eye on Wang Jian.

Hearing the other party's words at this moment, his clenched heartstrings finally loosened half.

Wang Jian should have never seen this bronze short sword before.

It's pitiful, Sect Leader Chen's cold sweat is about to come out.

Hearing that Wang Jian had visited the Sword Pavilion ten times and asked the Sword Pavilion Master for advice on swordsmanship, Chen Luoyang inevitably hesitated.

The relationship between Wang Jian and the Sword Pavilion was unexpectedly harmonious.

What is his relationship with Xiang Ping?

When Xiang Ping's own master went to sea to seek medical treatment, he got the mysterious short sword, and he couldn't understand it thoroughly, would he go to consult Wang Jian, a kendo master who was second only to the Sword Emperor in the vast land of Shenzhou?

According to the text of Xiang Ping's biography, he should have no friendship with Sword Emperor Wang Jian.

But this is difficult to ensure that Wang Jian has not seen this bronze short sword.

The blood-red elixir in the black pot is not enough to get the information of a martial emperor at the moment.

Even if Chen Luoyang was ruthless and ordered Su Wei, Zhang Tianheng and others to kill all the captured monks of Qingliang Temple, it might not be enough, not to mention that it was too late in time.

The Sword Emperor is already at the door, and Chen Luoyang can only be in danger.

Fortunately, it now seems that Wang Jian had not seen this bronze dagger before, nor did he know of its existence.

Then there is a lot to be done.

"Knock knock!"

Chen Luoyang's fingers tapped on the table: "Only after answering the question of this seat, you are qualified to ask questions." ”

Wang Jian's eyes were as sharp as a sword, he looked at Chen Luoyang and smiled: "Okay." ”

He walked up the steps and came to Chen Luoyang.

The distance between the two sides should not exceed two steps.

You can smell each other's breath.

Chen Luoyang let himself relax as much as possible, sat calmly, motionless, and seemed to not care at all when Wang Jian stepped forward.

Wang Jian glanced at Chen Luoyang, then turned his head, and his gaze fell on the bronze short sword again.

He reached for the bronze dagger.

Nothing has changed in the dagger.

Wang Jian pondered his understanding carefully, but he did not concentrate on his sword intent and sword qi inside.

Such a rusty sword, if it is really ordinary and ordinary, then it will be difficult to withstand the power of the Martial Sect, and it may cause it to collapse and shatter.

On the contrary, it was the Martial King who made a move, and his control over his own strength was taken to a higher level, and he could figure it out carefully without damaging the rusty sword.

Martial Emperor Wang Jian, not to mention.

But he didn't.

For him, it was enough to hold the sword in his hand.

He could already feel that this sword was not as ordinary as it seemed.

But there is something deeper in it, and he can't understand it for a while.

It is as if facing the vast sea, knowing that there is something different under the sea, and the dark tide is turbulent, not so calm and waveless on the sea.

But how deep the sea really is, and what exactly is at the bottom of the sea, is unknown.

And he just couldn't go down to the sea to find out.

This feeling made the dignified Sword Emperor extremely mindful and more and more interested.

Chen Luoyang sat quietly, his expression was idle and comfortable, and he did not urge.

If it was determined that Wang Jian had never seen this bronze short sword before, which made his tense heartstrings loosen by half, then now that the other party could not understand the mystery in the sword, Chen Luoyang completely let go of his heart.

He looked at the other with interest.

In Wang Jian's eyes at this moment, only this bronze short sword remained.

This sword emperor is completely immersed in the world of swordsmanship.

Inside the bronze dagger, there seems to be a cave, hiding a whole new world.

But Wang Jian only felt that he was wandering outside, and he was not allowed to enter the door.

He was sure that this was not the illusion of the moon in the mirror, but he could see it, not touch it.

Wang Jian took a deep breath, calmed down, and then arched his hand towards Chen Luoyang: "Forgive me for being rude." ”

Chen Luoyang didn't care, raised his hand, and made a "please" action.

Wang Jian nodded, regardless of the environment, and sat down cross-legged directly in front of Chen Luoyang.

He put the bronze dagger on his lap.

Then close his eyes and concentrate, communicate the short sword with his own sword intent and sword qi, and concentrate on figuring out the artistic conception.

The water vapor in the main hall became thick again, and there was a faint wind whistling.

Wang Fitness side, as if setting off a storm.

He was not afraid of attack.

First, he believed that with the cultivation strength and open-mindedness of the Demon Sect Master in front of him, he would not take the opportunity to attack.

Second, he is the same as Su Ye's distraction before, if he is attacked, he will wake up at the first time and give the most fierce counterattack.

What reassured Wang Jian was that the Demon Sect Leader really didn't have any intention of taking the opportunity to sneak attack.

Chen Luoyang sat quietly on the side, but his face gradually showed a look of interest, as if he was bored.

After a moment, he looked at Wang Jian and tapped his fingers twice on the armrest of the seat.

"Knock knock!"

Wang Jian opened his eyes.

Chen Luoyang said indifferently: "As expected by this seat, you are not yet able to force out that sword. ”

Wang Jian stood up, looked at the short sword in his hand, and then looked at Chen Luoyang.

The meaning of the other party's words is very clear.

He fought with the head of the Vermilion Bird Palace, but he was unable to force out the hidden sword, so how could he help the other party eliminate the obstacles in his heart?

What if it's eliminated?

Do you have what it takes to actually see that sword?

Wang Jian was not angered by this sentence.

He just looked down at the bronze rust sword in his hand again.

Chen Luoyang looked calm and stretched out his hand in front of the other party.

Wang Jian frowned, and returned the bronze short sword to Chen Luoyang's palm.

Chen Luoyang took the short sword and shook his wrist very casually.

Then, on the rusty blade, a sword light suddenly slashed.

Wang Jian's eyes erupted with an unprecedented dazzling light, staring at the blade.

The sword light flashed and disappeared in an instant.

But at this moment, what caught Wang Jian's eyes was a dense array of mystical runes, revealing an unfathomable sword intent from them.

That sword intent was extremely terrifying, as if it contained the ultimate intent of annihilation.

There was nothing wrong with his previous feelings.

Inside this bronze short sword, there is really something special, and it contains a wonderful sword.

It's a pity that it's fleeting, making it difficult for him to delve into it.

Wang Jian came back to his senses and looked at Chen Luoyang fixedly.

It is true that the other party's cultivation realm is better than him, but he is not famous for his sword.

If the person in front of him was Sword Emperor Tao Wangji, Wang Jian would not be so shocked.

But now, his heart is turbulent.

"You...... He also cultivates the way of the sword, and his attainments are even higher than the first seat of the Vermilion Bird Hall of your Sect?" Wang Jian asked slowly: "That sword, is it because of your sword?"

Chen Luoyang casually placed the bronze short sword on the table next to him.

"The sword, as far as this seat is concerned, is only one of the choices, so why should it be regarded as a treasure at the bottom of the box like someone?" he said lightly.

Wang Jian was silent.

If you can't force the sword of the first seat of the Vermilion Bird Palace, it is naturally impossible to force out the sword of the Demon Emperor.

"It's just Tao Wangji, you two are not qualified enough. Chen Luoyang said lightly: "This seat appreciates your courage and persistence, so make an exception, the winner of your two swords, this seat will give him a chance at that time." ”