As soon as Ren Zhen stepped into this square, many people noticed his figure and whispered.

"Look!" Someone was surprised and reminded the fellow brothers beside him, "Uncle Sword Saint is also here!" ”

More and more attention fell on him, and people all showed strange looks, "The saint is detached, he has never been on this occasion before, how can he ...... this time"

"It used to be," one of the disciples whispered, "that he has lost his cultivation now, and he can't enjoy that kind of respectful treatment anymore!" ”

When the other people around heard this, they recalled the expulsion of Ren Zhen from Qifeng a few days ago, and were a little confused, "In this case, he still dares to come to this place of right and wrong, isn't he afraid of being targeted?" ”

Another person was shrewd, and when he saw Fang Rong walking with Ren Zhen, he guessed probably, "Could it be that the sect specially invited him to attend the ceremony?" ”

Since it's here, there is the possibility of teaching the sword in the end, as soon as this remark comes out, everyone's eyes are filled with a touch of interest, if that's the case, there should be a good show to watch today!

Being stared at by countless strange eyes, Ren Zhen felt uncomfortable, and couldn't help but sigh in his heart, "Although I knew it was a big scene, I didn't expect there to be so many people!" I have endured in Jinling City for more than ten years, and I have never seen such a big battle......"

Led by Fang Rong, he walked through the vast crowd and towards the high platform in front of him. More than a dozen old men had already gathered there, and they should all be the elders in charge of the next assessment.

At this time, in the crowd on the side of the road, a shout suddenly came out, "Master...... Uncle! ”

Ren Zhen stopped, only to see a young man squeezing through the crowd with difficulty and running over, it was Cui Mingjiu.

Cui Mingjiu glanced at Fang Rong, who turned to look at him, pulled Ren Zhen in front of him, and said in a low voice: "There are many fish and dragons here, why are you here!" ”

His face was anxious, he was very worried about Ren Zhen's safety, afraid that he would become the target of public criticism.

Ren Zhen shrugged helplessly, and said with a smile: "If you come, you will be safe, and the situation has long been beyond my control." ”

Cui Mingjiu's eyes trembled slightly, glanced around, and said worriedly: "In the morning, I looked through the list of Chengjian and found that there was a secret hidden in it. Don't go on stage for an assessment later! ”

Judging by his expression, it seems that he has guessed something.

Ren Zhen nodded, patted him on the shoulder, and smiled slightly, "Don't worry, I have my own measure." You just have to take care of yourself and help Xiahou ......"

As soon as he was halfway through his words, Fang Rong walked over, coughed dryly, and said expressionlessly: "The ceremony is about to begin." Uncle Shi, please! ”

Ren Zhen frowned slightly, put away what he originally wanted to say, and changed his words: "Borrow your sword!" ”

As he spoke, without waiting for Cui Mingjiu to react, he approached directly, snatched the sword from the latter's hand, and strode forward.

Cui Mingjiu could guess, how could he not guess. Today is destined to show off his skills, how can he have no sword in his hand!

Behind, Cui Mingjiu was stunned, staring blankly at the white-clothed figure. As the two passed by, he vaguely heard a word.

"See you in Chang'an in March!"

After half a pillar of incense kung fu, after a few VIPs were seated, everything was ready, and the sword ceremony officially began.

The presiding officer of the ceremony was Elder Norixiong, who first introduced the rules, and then began to read out the list of masters and apprentices who participated in the assessment.

When the words "Gu Jiantang" spit out of his mouth, the audience was in an uproar.

The True Martial Sword Saint actually appeared in person!

Everyone looked up at the battle platform, their eyes glazed over, and the shock on their faces was overwhelming.

Even if he has lost his cultivation, even if he is excluded by the sect, after all, he still retains the position of a saint, which is a seal from the imperial court and cannot be despised. In addition, his position in the eyes of the world's sword cultivators is even more difficult to shake.

Let the former powerhouses show up and come out to participate in a small freshman assessment, which is too deceitful!

Looking at everyone's stunned expressions, Dianxiong smiled and explained, "Being personally assessed by the Sword Saint Lord can better demonstrate the importance that our Yunyao Sect attaches to young people. Besides, haven't you always dreamed of fighting against the powerhouses? ”

The audience was silent, only Norixiong's obviously gentle, but gloomy and chilling words echoed in the square.

"Now's your chance! Not only will you be able to compete with the great Sword Master, but you will also have a great hope of defeating him! Presumably everyone knows that he has re-cultivated, and now he only has the cultivation of the second realm, which is on par with you. So, this contest is fair! ”

He made Ren Zhen's situation clear in public, without sparing any face. Not only that, but there seemed to be a kind of temptation in his words, inciting the emotions of the newcomers present.

"You may have complained that you were born at the wrong time, even if you have amazing talents, but you can't start at the same time as the top powerhouse, you can only look at the dust. Now, you have a great opportunity to prove yourself and let everyone in the world see it, as long as you practice at the same time, the Sword Master is not worth mentioning in front of you! ”

After he finished speaking, the audience was still silent. However, the eyes of all the young people were burning with war intent!

They are hot-blooded and ambitious to the extreme. As Norio said, who doesn't want to make a splash and let the legend be their foil!

At this time, Nomixiong raised his arms at the right time and pushed everyone's emotions to the climax.

"As long as you win, the Sword Master's Peerless Sect is yours!"

After the battle, Ren Zhen watched all this indifferently, sneering in his heart. Of course, he understood Norio's intentions.

"He insulted me in public, treated me like nothing, and even though I wanted to hide it in the first place, I had to do my best to defend my dignity. In this way, they just fell for their tricks! ”

"He stirred up morale, nothing more than trying to get the newcomers to do their best to force me to do my best. If I don't use the Nine Swords, they will take turns to consume them, and it will be difficult to retreat with all the victories. If I use the Nine Swords, according to the rules of the sect, I must hand over the sword technique, and this is their ultimate goal! ”

"They are afraid of the power of the court and don't dare to kill me, so they arranged for me to participate in the Sword Ceremony and use the rules of the sect known to the world to force me to comply, and at the same time block the mouth of the court, so that I will not fall into the truth."

"Fu Qinghe, you are really good at playing Yangmou!"

With a slight turn of his mind, he thought about all the joints. is bright and insidious and indecent, and Qinghe Zhenren's trick is indeed very good.

However, he stood there with his hands in his hands, his face calm, and he did not show any panic.

On the contrary, he turned to look at the reckless palace behind him, and even a playful smile appeared on his face.

"Drive sheep into the mouth of the tiger, kill chickens with a knife? Are you sure you can really force my family out of my house with all that waste? ”

"Last time I was here, I was injured and had to cut a sword, do you think I'll give in this time?"

"Take 10,000 steps back, even if I really hand over the nine swords, do you think you still have the life to take it?"

"Playing tricks, hehe, the owner of this workshop is your ancestor!"