With this in mind, Meng Yi tried to suppress the Qiqi bloodline in his body, and then tried to control the evil sword.

After such a try, he really found that no matter how he urged and commanded, the evil sword was motionless and did not obey the call.

And when the Qiqi bloodline was released, and then fused with the power of the Holy Spirit, the evil sword began to obey the command.

"Sure enough, it's a demonic sword, no wonder ordinary humans can't control it, if it weren't for the fact that I have a poor bloodline in my body, I can't control it."

Immediately, he took out a single sword of the middle grade of the spirit weapon from the storage ring, and prepared to use it to try it out against the evil sword.

"Slash!"

He came out with both his left and right hands, his left hand to control the evil sword, and his right hand to control the spirit weapon in the single sword, and under a broken drink, the swords slashed together.

Just listening to the "click", the single knife in the spirit weapon was easily cut into two pieces and fell to the ground.

Meng Yi took a breath of cold air and muttered: "The Evil Sword seems to have no edge, how can it be so ferocious, the single knife of the spirit weapon can't even withstand a single blow?" ”

He took the evil sword back again and looked at it repeatedly. This time, Meng Yi discovered that this sword was not inherently shorter than an ordinary long sword, but because it was missing, the blade was obliquely sharpened, and the missing part was about seven inches. (Seven inches = 23.) 33 cm)

He immediately summoned the grimace tattoo on his arm and asked him where the severed sword had gone.

The grimace didn't appear again, but a voice responded: "When I got this sword, it was broken, if it wasn't broken, you thought you wanted to control it?" It took a great deal of effort for the Ancient Powers to seal it in the Nine Nether Hells, and do you know what it was that guarded it in the first place? ”

"What's that?" Meng Yi asked.

Grimace said: "It's that holy artifact jade gourd, it's the eye of the array that suppresses the evil sword." Just think about it, a mere broken sword needs a holy artifact treasure to suppress, and it is also matched with various formations, if this sword is not mutilated, I guess it is very likely to be an immortal weapon, or even an artifact. It's a pity that it's a demonic sword, and it's not usable for humans. ”

"The jade gourd turned out to be the eye of the formation that suppressed the evil sword?"

"That's right, the existence of the Nine Netherworlds has existed since ancient times, and I entered the cave by chance, and found the "Three Lives Huangquan Dao" and "The Law of the Great Compassion Heavenly King" and other things next to a corpse in the cave. I don't know how many years the evil sword has been suppressed, according to my guess, it has been at least tens of thousands of years, when I took out this sword, it was still angry, after all these years of consumption, it became like this. Boy, you can handle this sword, but I suggest you don't use it. ”

"Why?"

"The name of this sword is 'Into the Evil', and as the name suggests, it will attract people to evil. If you use it, sooner or later you'll go mad. ”

"Hehe, go crazy?" Meng Yi shook his head and said, "That's just the pedantic thinking of you old-fashioned people, how can there be any good or evil in the sword?" There are two sides to everything, even if it is a sword that is unparalleled in the world, if it falls into the hands of the wicked, then it is an evil sword; But if it falls into the hands of the righteous, then it is a sword of mighty spirit. There is no evil or good in the sword itself, the key depends on the person who uses it. ”

The ghost-faced man was silent for a moment, and said: "Your idea is novel, but it is inevitable to be naïve, the evil sword is not so simple, if you don't believe it, then forget it." ”

Of course, Meng Yi doesn't believe it, he is a modern person in the 21st century, and he naturally understands more things than the natives of this world. He believes that the principle of the "double-edged sword" can be applied to the body of the evil sword.

……

The next day, it was the third day of the competition.

The third day is the day of the finals, and the top three will be selected from the top 10 today, and rewards will be distributed.

On this morning, Jin Shengyuan and Yu Feng got up early as they had done the previous two days to make all preparations for Meng Yi.

After finishing breakfast, Jin Shengyuan and Yu Feng wanted to accompany Meng Yi to the Lingtai again, but this time Meng Yi refused: "Brother Shengyuan, Brother Yu, don't go, I offended my son, this time it is difficult to be good." If you go with me, you won't be angered by your son, and I don't want to cause you trouble because of me. ”

Hearing this, Jin Shengyuan and Yu Feng were silent for a while, but they also accepted it.

Meng Yi insisted on going his own way and had to go against his son, and the two of them couldn't stop it.

Originally, the two of them were very worried that Gongzi would be angry with the two of them because of Meng Yi, but now Meng Yi personally opened his mouth and asked them not to go, and they just found the steps.

In the final analysis, they and Meng Yi are just from the same family, not blood relatives, so there is no need to talk about life and death.

Subsequently, Meng Yi left the Youquan Hall alone and rushed to the Lingtai.

On the altar, the number of onlookers today was twice as large as in the previous two days, and it seemed that everyone from the entire inner gate had come.

The scene was crowded with people, crowded with people, and the noise was endless.

Someone even started a gambling game on the spot, Meng Yi listened to it and learned that the odds were as follows: Zhang Yi bought one and lost one, Zhong Qianqian bought one and lost one, and Lou Wankong bought one and accompanied one...... Meng Yi buys one and loses two. ”

The chips involved in the gambling game can be jade, elixir, or various weapons.

The person who opened the village was a disciple of the Mingyue Palace.

Meng Yi smiled when he heard this, and he was surprised to learn that his odds were actually to buy one and lose two.

Isn't this because he can't make it into the top three?

"It's right to think about it, I rejected the benefits of my son, and the top three naturally won't have my place, so they came up with this kind of odds."

After thinking about it for a while, Meng Yi understood it thoroughly. walked up to the person who opened the village, took out a bottle of Gathering Spirit Pill from the ring, and said, "I'll bet on a bottle!" ”

"You ......" The person who opened the village was startled when he saw Meng Yi, and his eyes were a little jealous. Yesterday, Meng Yi beat Ye Changkong half to death, and these people still remember it vividly.

"What? Since you dare to open a bank, don't you dare to take the bet? Meng Yi asked with a smile.

The man swallowed and said, "Who says you wouldn't dare?" If you bet on a bottle, who will you buy? I only bet on the first here, not the top three, and I can't regret the choice. ”

Meng Yi directly threw a bottle of Gathering Spirit Pill to him and said, "I'll bet myself." ”

"Are you sure? If you bet, you can't regret it. When the man heard that Meng Yi was actually holding himself, his face was overjoyed.

"Of course I don't regret it, but if I win, you'll have to pay me two bottles!" Meng Yi glared at him, his tone full of warning.

"Waste...... Nonsense, my Zhang Wanquan's gambling game is the most creditable, and he will never lose and admit it. Zhang Wanquan replied firmly.

"That's good."

After speaking, Meng Yi walked away and came to the only ring in the center of the spiritual platform.

Of yesterday's three rings, two have been demolished, and now only one remains.

This only ring, after being reinforced and widened, has at least an acre of land area.