Ordinary scabbard, ordinary or even cold hilt, but it can be seen that the owner does maintenance very often, and this sword can also make people see at a glance that the owner loves it very much. [No pop-up novel network]

Just this point, Duanmu has a good impression of Zhang Qi, they are all people who like swords, and it is not strange to be a little sympathetic.

When Zhang Qi pulled out the Juque Sword in one breath, Duanmu was ready to deal with a few words of praise casually, and after opening his mouth, he didn't feel anything at first glance, but an inexplicable throbbing suddenly surged in his heart, asking Duanmu to look carefully at the second glance, then the third glance, and then he couldn't take his eyes off.

The sword is arrogant, the sword is very domineering, and the gun is agile and simple...... These are the feelings given to people by various weapons, and as long as they are good weapons and are also used in practice, they will definitely have a murderous aura, which is very restrained, but those who know the industry know that this is because the master has not yet urged.

There is no doubt that the Juque Sword in Zhang Qi's hand is a sword with a murderous aura in arrogance, although when you see it for the first time, you will directly sweep it, but after sweeping it, you will instinctively feel as if you have ignored something, which is why Duanmu suppressed his words and continued to look at it a second time.

But when Duanmu looked down, with his surname of the ancient sword, he could see something.

Arrogant and domineering, but there is a contradictory aura and even murderous and arrogant restraint, just like the surname that it doesn't want to get into trouble but doesn't mind it.

The dark white blade, when you stare at it carefully, the slightest chill from the sword will make your eyes have the illusion of being stung, and the sword reveals a pride that will not allow others to look at it wantonly.

"Good sword!" Duanmu first opened his mouth to praise, and then remembered Zhang Qi's evaluation of his "Giant Que Sword" just now, and suddenly a trace of embarrassment appeared on his face.

"The color is uniform, not reflective but has its own light, but it is not fully collected, the murderous aura that is hidden and not released, a good sword!" The embarrassment subsided, Duanmu carefully looked at the sword in Zhang Qi's hand, and continued to praise.

After complimenting, Duanmu turned his head to look at his sword again, and muttered in his heart, the sword that can be used to decorate the scene is not much worse, but Duanmu doesn't know why, he just feels a little different in his heart.

"The sword number is huge, the pearl is called the night light, there is no reason for me to worry." Despised himself in his heart, Duanmu shook his head and smiled, but Duanmu still wanted to know the name of the sword in Zhang Qi's hand.

"Mr. Zhang, your sword...... What is your name. Duanmu asked expectantly, the ancient sword collected by the collector must be to study history, and he will make a name if he doesn't have a name, and this one, Duanmu feels that it is a very incredible thing to have no name.

What's even more incredible is that Zhang Qi hesitated for a moment, and replied definitely: "Juque, it's called Juque!" ”

As soon as the words fell, Song Qiandao and Duanmu looked at each other.

Zhang Qi's one is called Juque, and Duanmu's one is also called Juque, so there is no doubt that one of them must be fakes, and this question arises, whose child is not biological, which can be regarded as a big right and wrong.

"This ......" looked at the sword in Zhang Qi's hand, and then looked at the gorgeous ancient sword in his hand, Duanmu was a little entangled.

"Impossible, I have this one in my hand, but the appraisal instructions given by Expert Xu." Duanmu was stunned for a moment, but in the end, it was the expert's words that worked, plus if he came to show off with a fake, his face would be embarrassed, and Duanmu didn't dare or wanted to believe it.

With this stubbornness, Duanmu's perception of Zhang Qi immediately became a little worse, "Who identified your sword?" ”

"Identification? There is no need for identification, it is called Juque, that is, Juque. Zhang Qi replied casually, his sword doesn't need those brick beasts to identify, he has used it for so many years, whether it is genuine or not, can he not know.

But in this way, Duanmu is proud, in modern society, everyone is eager to issue a virgin */female certificate, you are a famous sword, there is no expert professor to identify the explanation, that is fake, which can compare to their own, absolutely genuine.

After thinking about this, Duanmu had a sense of superiority that he was a license, and Zhang Qi was just a junior.

"Forget it, what's there to argue, didn't Brother Duan want to show me, let's see the power of your sword first, I can't wait." Song Qian said that he came out to play a round game, and he regretted his practice of picking up Zhang Qi and taking the sword out to compete.

Listening to Song Qiandao's words, Duanmu's eyes lit up, it was a mule or a horse that came out to slip away, who is the real thing and who is a copycat, you can know it by comparison.

According to the idea that he had prepared a long time ago, Duanmu ran to the door of Song Qiandao and brought in the statue that the other party used to suppress feng shui.

"Look at it!" Regardless of the slightly twitching corners of Song Qiandao's mouth, Duanmu said to Zhang Qi very childishly, he now wants to prove that his things are genuine.

"Click-......" made a somewhat harsh sound, the sword in Duanmu's hand quickly cut off the stone lion in front of him, and then looked at the fracture, it was very smooth, and Duanmu on the horse was happy.

"You try it too." Putting the sword away, Duanmu was a little impatient for Zhang Qi to show the "copycat" in his hand, and said.

For Duanmu's behavior, Zhang Qi couldn't laugh or cry, if he did it with all his might, Song Qiandao would have to demolish the house and cut a small stone, for the sword in Zhang Qi's hand, it was definitely overkill, you know, this guy used a sword to cut bullets, and even cut bullets from sniper rifles.

"Ah Qi, it doesn't matter, it's all in two, and it's not bad to become four." Song Qiandao glared at the smug Duanmu and said to Zhang Qi.

"Stare at it, stare at it again, I'll cut the other one." Seeing Song Qiandao's expression, Duanmu glared back indifferently.

Looking at Duanmu's insistence, Zhang Qi wanted to refuse to forget it, but in his heart, he remembered the evaluation of Juque in history, originally, the sword number Juque, what a style this is, in the back, Juque's ranking in history actually dropped eleventh.

One of the reasons for this is that the Juque Sword was lost, and it was lost very early, and the second is that after the Juque was lost, there were a lot of copycats, and then everyone took a peep at the leopard to push the power of these copycats a little bigger, and they thought that the Juque Sword was not as good as other famous swords, and over time, the representative of the sword became the eleventh place in the brand-name goods.

Thinking of this, Zhang Qi suddenly looked unpleasant to the copycat in Duanmu's hand, if he didn't show one today, Duanmu Fengren would say that the "Juque Sword" in his hand would be in his hand after a while, and after a while, the Juque Sword would become a handicraft.

"Qiandao, today's young people, unlike we used to, have a powerful mouth, but no electricity in their hands."

Seeing Zhang Qi's hesitation, Duanmu spoke to Song Qiandao very mercilessly, but his words were full of ridicule of Zhang Qi, he is almost sixty this year, and it is not a big deal to see that the younger generation is not pleasing to the eye, and it is indeed not a big deal to say it directly.

But Song Qiandao doesn't treat Zhang Qi as an ordinary junior, he can't agree with Duanmu's words, he can't refute it, that's uncomfortable.

"You old man, this life has been spent with the word Juque." Zhang Qi looked at the intersection of the left and right ribs on Duanmu's chest two fingers wide, and after finishing speaking, regardless of the other party's surprise, he drew his sword very chic and slashed at the stone lion that Duanmu had sharpened again.

The white light flashed, and they could hardly hear the sound, but the instructions in their minds had already given their ears to prepare to listen to the sound, and Song Qiandao and Duanmu only felt a strange feeling in their hearts.

After the blink of an eye, they didn't care about the weird feeling, only to see that the stone lion had become four pieces, the most outrageous thing was that on the ground of Song Qiandao's living room, a crack in the ground that was not a few meters wide and about one meter long appeared, and it was obvious that Zhang Qi had made the "cottage giant que" in his hand.

Song Qiandao and Duanmu were dumbfounded, and then Duanmu was even more cold in his heart, it was obvious that his sword was not as good as the other party, and Duanmu couldn't help but think of an allusion to the Juque Sword at this time.

Legend has it that Juque Xincheng was in the hands of Gou Jian, the carriage in the palace was out of control, Gou Jian drew his sword and pointed at it, wanting the guards to stop it, but he never thought that the sword qi of Juque in his hand had split the carriage in half, and the benefits of Juque could be seen.

The legend may be exaggerated, but Duanmu can know that it is not all unbelievable, at least at that time, the sentence of the sword number Juque is still very popular.

"My floor, 20,000 yuan per square meter, ......" Seeing the ruddy and gray expression on Duanmu's face, Song Qiandao felt helpless, so he had to change the topic, what kind of genuine copycat, don't mention it, so as not to make Duanmu sad.

"My sword, five million...... I actually bought a knockoff. Duanmu was indeed very sad, but what he was sad about was not the five million, but - this giant sword was not in his hands, he was not only sad, but also red-eyed, especially Zhang Qi's slash, which made him really want to run desperately to grab the sword and run.

Duanmu's eyes felt weird, Zhang Qi put the sword back into the sheath, now there is no need for him to say anything, if Duanmu is embarrassed to call his sword Juque, then Zhang Qi can only admire the other party's thick skin.

"Mr. Zhang, don't, don't take it back, let me see it again." Seeing Zhang Qi's movements, Duanmu was in a hurry, and immediately ran over, stretched out his hand and almost pounced on Zhang Qi.

Taking two steps back, looking at Duanmu like that, Zhang Qisheng was afraid that he would be reflexive, so he would cut the other party in half when he drew his sword.

"Let me take another look, just look at it for a while, no, I have to call and find someone to look into it." Duanmu said excitedly that he had been interested in the sword in Zhang Qi's hand from the beginning, and now he has seen the power as in the legend, and the knockoff that cost five million has been directly left behind by him.

(To be continued)