The whitebeard expert was startled by this daredevil, and was about to have a seizure, but when he saw Saburo Inoue glaring at him behind the two of them, he forcibly suppressed his anger, he took the benefits of other people's little devils.

"Forget it, let's take out the collection first!" The whitebeard expert forcibly suppressed his anger under the hint of Saburo Inoue, put on a magnanimous appearance, and took a sip of the teacup gently.

However, all this was seen by Xu Qing, and he faintly felt that something was wrong in his heart, this old expert seemed to be listening to the arrangement of the little devil, there must be something hidden in it, thinking that the little devil also brought a katana that looked like Muramasa just now and squeezed him to participate in the appraisal, he seemed to have captured something in his heart.

Choking - Tang Dashao held the scabbard with one hand, and pulled out the pure Jun sword very neatly, a clear blue light bloomed, with the moment the sword was unsheathed, a layer of fine goosebumps appeared on the neck of the white-bearded expert, the sword blade was graceful and luxurious like a hibiscus out of the water, the cold air was like a snow-capped mountain and penetrated the heart and spleen, the wavy cloud pattern on the spine of the sword flickered and floated under the reflection of the light, and the pure Jun sword was noble.

For a while, everyone's eyes were attracted by this king's sword, and they couldn't move it anymore. Bang! The teacup in the whitebeard expert's hand fell to the ground and shattered, his empty palm still trembling slightly.

Tang Dashao raised the sword in his hand high above the top, with a smug smile on the corner of his mouth, and said loudly: "Chunjun Sword, one of the top ten famous swords, was cast by Ou Yezi during the Spring and Autumn Period and the Warring States Period. After speaking, his arm sank down, and the long sword in his hand was placed horizontally on the stand.

The hot eyes of the four experts were all focused on this sword, and the white-bearded expert quickly grabbed the hilt of the sword and lifted it up, his fingers gently stroked the two small characters of the bird seal above the sword, and closed his eyes comfortably, he was feeling the simple and heavy breath coming from the inscription.

Although this white-bearded expert received the benefits of Saburo Inoue, he is not a wasted mixed character, and his professional knowledge of ancient sword identification belongs to the master level in the country, especially for the deepest research on inscriptions, he only needs to touch the inscriptions on the object to accurately judge the authenticity, just like many mahjong friends play cards with their fingers and know what kind of card it is.

Professionalism actually refers to a degree of familiarity, just like the old man in the oil seller said, there is no other, but the hands are familiar. If you do more than one thing, you will be fine and specialized, and in the eyes of those who have little or no contact, they are experts and experts.

"Chunjun is here, we didn't come to Jiangcheng in vain today!" The whitebeard expert touched it for a while before he said a word in a trembling voice, and when the words fell, he also opened his eyes, and there was an extra layer of flickering water in his eyes, and it was a more attractive thing for him to witness the birth of an Excalibur than money.

"Lao Du, is this really a pure Jun sword?" The other two experts beside him couldn't help but ask in unison. The white-bearded expert named Lao Du nodded excitedly, and said in an aggravated tone: "It's true, this is the Noble Peerless Sword, Chunjun, the Divine Sword was born, and it doesn't make much sense to identify it again." ”

The other three experts nodded in unison, with this divine sword in the world, the other swords are like the gray grandson who saw the ancestor, only kneeling, and it is better than a fart!