It was a sedan chair carried by four people, and it flew at the same time as the heads of the various sects. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

It's just that it falls at the end, and the four people carrying the sedan chair are all dressed in uniform clothes, and their figures are similar, and they are not very conspicuous. All the limelight was stolen by the group of leaders who showed their own light skills, resulting in no one paying attention to this sedan chair.

Until now, all the heads or representatives are in their respective positions, and the sedan chair slowly descends from the air to the main platform under the control of the four people who carry the sedan chair.

At this time, everyone also discovered that the four people carrying the sedan chair actually had the best light skills. If it weren't for the fact that its control reached a certain height, it would not have been possible to make the sedan chair fall silently.

"Who are the four people who carry the sedan chair? They are so superb, I am afraid that they are not much worse than those in charge, the Sword Casting Villa is really full of talents!"

"Hehe, these four people are indeed very powerful, but if you want to say that they can compare with the heads of the major forces, you are clumsy. You just see the control they show, but you forget that they are a four-person alliance to behave like this, and it must be discounted if you take it out individually. ”

"That's the reason, Ge Laosi is right. But are you focusing on the wrong point? Haven't you noticed the beautiful woman over there? And the sword box behind her, is it the sword of the divine weapon that is going to be displayed today?"

With this person's words, many people looked away from the four-person sedan chair and looked back, where nearly a hundred people from the Sword Casting Villa were already standing, respectfully waiting for the figure in the sedan chair to appear.

At the front of these people was a young woman in a pink suit.

She is about twenty years old and fair-skinned, and although she is not unparalleled in beauty, she is really a little beautiful. Coupled with the obvious temperament of a martial arts practitioner on her body, as well as the faint nobility between her eyebrows, she will not be overshadowed when she is put together with a real beauty like Shen Junlian.

Many people noticed her, more than her appearance, because of the rectangular sword box on her back.

The sword box is made of black wood as a whole, about four feet long, and it is extremely eye-catching behind this woman, and it is easy to think that the sword to be displayed at today's conference is it.

Just when everyone was speculating, the person sitting in the sedan chair finally walked out.

It was a middle-aged man in a purple robe.

There was no pretension, no great noise, and he appeared so quietly in front of everyone.

This person is of medium stature with a long beard, ordinary facial features, but his eyes are slightly slender, and his biggest feature is that his long hair is thrown behind him at will, which makes him have an uninhibited chic.

Many people have already recognized him, and this person is the owner of Sword Casting Villa, Yi Zongtian.

At the same time, everyone also saw that in Yi Zongtian's right hand, he actually held a long sword with a blue body.

The sharp-eyed person could even see clearly the dense fine patterns on the long sword, and the effort and carving required to carve such a complex pattern alone were not comparable to ordinary goods.

Could it be that this is the protagonist of today, the freshly forged divine sword?

If it is just an ordinary high-quality sword weapon, even if it can be tattooed, it will never have such fine workmanship throughout the body. Only the work that truly satisfies the forger will put a lot of effort into designing and carving the pattern.

Everyone was speculating whether it would be this sword, which would be fought over by all the top masters present.

And those heads of the major forces who have just been seated not long ago, because they have already seen this sword before, they are sitting firmly at this time, and they all look like they are all in the chest.

"Everyone. ”

At this time, Yi Zongtian, who was wearing a purple robe, finally spoke.

I saw him standing straight as a sword on the high platform, with a smile on his face, and said to everyone present with a magnetic voice: "Thank you for your support in the martial arts channel, presumably your time is very precious, let's get to the point." ”

His voice was not loud, but it could be clearly conveyed to the ears of everyone present, and this control made people nod secretly.

Speaking of this, Yi Zongtian paused slightly, stretched out his right hand holding the blue long sword, and then said: "The sword appreciation conference will be held almost every few pieces, and the purpose of inviting you to come here is also very simple, that is, to appreciate the latest forged divine weapon in my Sword Forging Villa." Many people have already guessed that the one in my hand now is the Divine Sword to be displayed at this sword appreciation conference, and I will name it the Binglin Sword!"

Swish!

As soon as his voice fell, his right hand suddenly flung forward, and the blue long sword in his hand came out of his hand, and with a high parabola, the long sword reflected a dreamy blue brilliance in the sunlight.

It dragged a touch of brilliant blue, drew a long, graceful arc, and finally landed on the wide and huge jousting platform.

Groan!

With a sword roar, the blue sword was firmly inserted into the center of the tournament platform, and half of the entire sword body was submerged under the tournament platform.

"Good!"

Most of the people at the bottom applauded, and the precise control of this hand alone was enough to make them exclaim.

But that's not all.

Click!

Click!

Click!

A tooth-aching sound sounded, and at the same time, a magical scene happened.

With the blue long sword as the center, a cold cold air emanated from it, and the entire competition platform began to spread outward from the center, completely freezing a thick layer of ice in a single breath.

"What's going on!?

"It's the sword! It must be the sword's special ability!"

"What an Ice Lin Sword, it actually has such a special ability, the old man can feel the cold air when he stands so far away!"

"I remember that the Flame Dragon Lance, which was ranked twelfth on the list of divine weapons, had the ability to emit boiling hot air, and those who were not strong enough would be burned if they tried to get close. This Binglin Sword is not below it, and there may be a possibility of squeezing into the top ten on the list!"

"This sword appreciation conference is amazing, this sword is enough to crown all the divine soldiers born in the past two hundred years. ”

Originally, when they saw this long sword, although it looked excellent and had complex textures, it didn't even have a scabbard, and it was held in Yi Zongtian's hand at will, and it was difficult for everyone to determine whether this was really a divine weapon.

But now, the peculiarity of this sword has been revealed, and no one present will doubt it.

And because the cold aura emitted by this sword is too powerful, the warriors who originally grabbed the position close to the competition platform in order to be able to watch it up close in the next competition have already felt unbearable, even if they have internal strength to protect themselves, they are trembling all over, and even their hair and eyebrows are beginning to frost.

They began to retreat, and after a total of five or six meters, they felt that the cold had not affected much.

This scene amazed everyone again, thinking that if there was a master who specialized in cultivating cold ice internal skills who could control this sword, he could achieve weakness and strength without using his hands against the enemy, and he would naturally take advantage of it. Not to mention that the martial arts of the ice attribute are displayed with the long sword, and the power is definitely a big bonus.

"I think this Ice Lin Sword is the most suitable for Bai Wuji of the Snow Mountain Sect! This person has cultivated the innate divine skill of the Snow Mountain Sect "Iceberg Jue", and there are several exquisite swordsmanship of the Snow Mountain Sect, after being paired with this sword, I am afraid that there will be a great increase in strength. ”

"Don't talk about those vain, Bai Wuji is far away in the north, and this sword is destined to have nothing to do with him. ”

"The people of the Snow Mountain Sect have always been above the top, especially Bai Wuji, who is arrogant by nature, and has never been disdainful of our Central Plains martial artists. This Binglin Sword must not fall into his hands, otherwise it will not be the blessing of my Central Plains. ”

"Hehe, in my opinion, this sword is still the most suitable for the white-eyed sword monarch of the Emei faction. Don't forget that the Emei faction also has "Snow Goddess Gong". ”

"Are you missing a root in your head, right? "Snow Goddess Skill" is a special exercise for women, how can the white-eyed sword monarch practice? This sword is still the best for the Hengshan faction, they have a "Hibiscus Qingxue Sword Technique". ”

"Haha fallacy! It's really a fallacy! "Furong Qingxue Sword Technique" is just a second-rate martial art, how can it be worthy of an innate divine soldier? Your kid's knowledge is too low, too low!"

Feeling the chill emanating from the Binglin Sword, everyone knew how extraordinary this sword was. Most of the martial artists, even if they know that they only have the share of watching, and they will never want to have their own divine weapons for the rest of their lives, but they also judge one by one and study who this sword falls into in order to exert the greatest power.

"Everyone, don't be impatient. ”

Seeing that many people began to stir up, Yi Zongtian kept a smile and did not stop it immediately, and deliberately waited for a moment before speaking out to maintain the scene.

He pointed to the completely frozen martial arts platform and said: "You have also seen that this sword appreciation conference is completely different from the past, and the venue you use to compete is this ice arena! ”

When Yi Zongtian said this, no one in the bottom dared to disagree. And the heads of those big forces didn't think they heard it, because these words were not said to them in the first place.

Before the battle for that weapon begins, the younger generation will first compete on the stage, and the final winner will be rewarded with another weapon of the best quality.

Yi Zongtian said that "do what you can" is what he said to the young people who are about to come to power.

Sure enough, he then announced the rules for the younger generation to compete, that is, those who come to power must be under the age of twenty, and the first person to win five consecutive games is the final winner, and can get a high-grade sword.

"Rain!"

Yi Zongtian called out, and the nearly 100 disciples of the Sword Casting Villa who had been standing respectfully behind him, the woman in the pink power suit took two steps forward, silently took off the sword box behind her, and presented it to Yi Zongtian.

Syllable!

Yi Zongtian lightly slapped the sword box with one hand, and immediately heard a "boom", and a long sword ejected from it and flew high.

Swish!

As soon as the purple long sleeves were flicked, the long sword was caught in Yi Zongtian's hand.

This is a three-foot Qingfeng with a standard shape, but its silver sword body has a faint touch of green, presumably made of special materials, which is not comparable to ordinary long swords.

At this time, Yi Zongtian stretched out his finger and flicked it on the body of the sword, making a crisp sword sound of "ding", and then held the long sword high so that everyone present could clear and see it clearly.

"Good sword!"

"That divine sword can only be seen, but this sword can be fought for!"

"The sword is a good sword, but it's a pity that I only use a whip in the Golden Whip Gate, and I still don't participate. ”

Many representatives of small and medium-sized forces had their own thoughts, and they all looked at the junior disciples around them, thinking that they would rely on the best of them to go to the ring to try martial arts.

But the next moment, they came back to their senses, the competition platform had turned into an ice field, and there was still the Binglin Sword in the center where the cold air was constantly emitted, and there was not enough internal cultivation, so it was better not to go up and be embarrassed and conspicuous.

"Okay guys, I, Yi Zongtian, hereby announce that the sword appreciation conference has officially begun! First of all, the young man who wants the long sword in my hand should come to the stage to compete! The one who wins five games in a row is the heaviest winner!"

After Yi Zongtian finished speaking, he threw the long sword casually, threw it high and then fell gently, and let out a "groan" and fell back into the sword box held by the woman in pink.

Afterwards, Yi Zongtian calmly walked to the main seat of the high platform and sat down gently, still smiling, he first looked around, and looked around all the forces present with special high platforms. In the process, he nodded to the representatives of the major forces, and finally set his eyes on the huge competition platform in the center of the venue, as if waiting for the first young man to dare to come on stage.

The first person to come to the stage will always be remembered, even if you lose the competition, at least no one will question your courage, so as soon as Yi Zongtian announced the start of the competition, many young martial artists couldn't help but want to go on stage.

However, in the end, there was only one person who took the lead.

"Hahahaha, I am Long Xiaotian, the young gang leader of the Poison Dragon Gang, and I am good at using poison and secret weapons to do kung fu, whoever is not afraid of death will come up to me!"

A handsome young man dressed in black, because he was the closest to the martial arts platform, he grabbed the first move, and one turned over and jumped into the martial arts ring.

This person was about sixteen or seventeen years old, with a handsome face, but his tone was extremely rampant, and as soon as he spoke, it was tantamount to offending all the martial artists of his generation present.

"It's the Poisonous Dragon Gang! That's a behemoth that has developed rapidly in recent years and is close to a first-class force, Long Xiaotian has never heard of it, but he calls himself a young gang leader, and he can look at ease under the cold air of the Binglin Sword, I'm afraid he is not an ordinary person!"

"Hmph! This person is using poison and hidden weapons when he speaks, the Poison Dragon Gang is neither black nor white, and this so-called young gang leader is not an upright person!"

Some people expressed disdain, thinking that these two things could not be put on the table, and the use of poison and hidden weapons was prohibited in the game, and Long Xiaotian could not play these two things no matter how strong they were. But there is one thing, the competition of this sword appreciation conference is life and death, if you really want to force this person into the depths, you will definitely use any means to save your life. At that time, he violated the rules and was disqualified at most, but he was able to save his life and even kill the other party with poison, which was definitely not a loss. So no one dared to joke with their lives, and most of the young people hesitated at the same moment.

"I'll meet you!"

At this time, a young man wearing the costume of a disciple of the Qingcheng Sect used his light body kung fu to borrow his strength on his high platform, and rushed to the competition platform, facing the dragon Xiaotian from afar.

He clenched his fists and said, "Send Zhuge Sheng in Xiaqingcheng!" (To be continued.) )