Dirt Lane is the most inconspicuous street in Huarong City, and there are few households in itself, because it is located in a remote area, and there are few pedestrians passing by.

It is such a street that no one cares about, and there is a sword house.

No one knows when it was opened, and no one in the neighborhood knows.

The sword house suddenly appeared, there were no guests on weekdays, and no one knew who the owner of the sword house was, but occasionally there was a sound of striking iron from the courtyard.

The façade of the sword house is tattered, the weeds are never pulled, the height is almost waist-high, eclectic, but it has an elegant name: no sword sword house.

Not long ago, there was no one to visit the Sword House, what was it doing, there were a few people, and no one was interested.

But since Zhao Fanyin, the Lord of Wanchen, suddenly came to the Swordless Sword House and asked for a star-cutting knife, the Sword House suddenly became famous in Huarong City.

When he knew that the rumored casting master Hong Die was here, even the dirt alley where stray dogs did not hesitate to come suddenly became lively.

For people, weapons are power, and a magic weapon can save life.

Casting masters are highly respected in the world, and the weapons they forge are highly sought after even by immortal cultivators.

But the reason why the master is a master is either to avoid the world and see people, or to be held high by various forces, and there are few people like Master Hongdie, so he just found an alley and settled down.

People flocked to the house, and the houses that no one cared about were speculated to sky-high prices, hoping to get the moon first near the water and buy the divine soldiers from Master Hongdie.

It didn't take much trouble to hear about Dirt Alley during the day, so I casually asked a few people and found it.

There were more people in front of the swordless sword house than he imagined, and they lined up until the end of the alley, and the people in line were dressed in different costumes, including wealthy merchants, military generals, and immortal cultivators who were braving immortals, and more of them were some small guys, lining up for their own adults.

In front of the swordless sword house stood a mighty man, who looked like a man who had been striking iron for many years, with dark skin and bulging muscles. "Hey, hey, don't block the door!, one by one!!"

Daylight lined up at the end of the line, patted the person in front of him dressed as a businessman, and asked politely. "Why is there such a long queue here? ”

The merchant turned his head and saw that the daylight was extraordinary, and he was also enthusiastic. "You don't know yet, because there are too many people who want to see the sword casting master, Master Hong Di is so annoyed that he will directly release the news, as long as someone can break the sword formation he has newly researched, he can choose a weapon he forged at will, of course, it is not for nothing, it has to spend extra money. ”

"Did anyone break it?" asked Daylight.

The merchant raised his chin and pointed to the people who had been carried away from them, who had formed a long line, all covered in stab wounds and dying.

"It's all like this, and it's said that there are also missing arms and legs. ”

There is something strange about the day. "And someone else?"

"There are always people who have confidence in themselves, look, immortal cultivators are here, but most of them are like me. ”

Bai Tian nodded thoughtfully, the name of this sword house is very strange, no sword sword house, no sword, how can it still be called a sword house?

The day lasted until night, and the lanterns of the sword house were lit.

During this period, it is true that as the merchant said, the people who challenge the sword formation will end up miserable, this is probably the strategy of Master Hong Die, if no one has succeeded, over time, no one will come.

When it was the turn of the merchant in front of daylight, the merchant waved his hand and did not enter, he was lined up for others, and a soldier entered the sword house in his place.

In less than five minutes, he was carried out.

Now it's daylight.

"As long as you can pass through the courtyard, you will be considered broken. The swarthy man guarding the door made a gesture of invitation, giving way to the gap between the door and the door.

Daylight nodded and stepped into the courtyard.

The yard was large and empty, lit on all sides, and the weeds, though not as tall as the doorway, were a cut taller than shoes.

There are some handicrafts made of scrap iron around, and it can be seen that the owner's taste is not bad.

On the opposite side of the courtyard sits a house that does not look like this era, scrap metal and steel bars are randomly spliced together to form an abstract appearance, reflecting an alternative cold light under the night sky.

When you step in during the day, the gate is closed.

Immediately after a flash of knife light, he jumped high, and the grass that was higher than his shoes just now was flattened by some invisible knife qi in an instant.

Bai Xi wanted to open the Heavenly Eye of Battle, but found that the spiritual power in his body was like stagnant water and could not be mobilized.

Now he knows why even immortal cultivators can't break the so-called sword formation.

The weeds in the yard were crushed by an invisible gust of wind, and a layer was shaved off in an instant.

Immediately after a sword light, a bloody arrow flew out of Bai Day's shoulder.

It was impossible to see where the attack was coming from, and then there were six or seven more sword qis, leaving deep wounds on his body.

Daylight drew his brother's sword, the tip of which hung down to the ground, and sank down.

As he struggled in the invisible knife formation, half of his head was bared from the window of the metal room, and his tone was gloating. "Another immortal cultivator who doesn't measure his own strength, in the eyes of my invisible sword array, spiritual power is unusable, and an immortal cultivator is not as long as a martial artist to persist in this, stupid. ”

The corners of Bai Day's mouth were hooked, and he said to himself: "Think about it, is it not difficult to win just by passing through the courtyard?" ”

He pulled out the Flame Rush Greatsword with one hand from his brother's sword cha jin to the ground, and this time he didn't intend to use the fire sword to resist the sword qi, but threw the sword out with all his might, and the target was the window of the metal house.

Ren Da in the room was shocked. "I'll go, this kid is going to kill me. ”

The Blazing Greatsword smashed through the metal wall, leaving a latte-like gap.

When the fire sword flew out, Bai Tian had already pulled out his brother's sword and ran, he closed his eyes, even though the sword qi was invisible, but there was a sound.

The training he had received since childhood came into play at this time, and after his strong sense of hearing caught the sound, his body quickly made evasive movements, or blocked the attack with the black sword in his hand.

In this way, the so-called invisible sword qi could no longer hurt him.

When passing through the courtyard during the day, the sword array disappeared, and the spiritual power in the body could be used freely, recalling the Rushing Fire Giant Sword and hanging it back on his back.

At this time, the door of the metal house opens.

There was a roar from inside the door, and a small figure jumped out.

"You're going to kill me!?kill me, the world's number one casting master?!!"

Daylight looked at the figure that appeared at the door.

A middle-aged man who was only more than one meter tall walked out menacingly, his body was extremely uncoordinated, his legs were very short, but his arms were like iron felt, and he had a big beard.

"Are you, Master Hongdie?"

"What? I've let you down?"

"Indeed, unlike what I thought, I thought you would be taller and stronger. "Daytime is blunt.

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