Ling Qing came to the center of the square, and the square, which was originally crowded with people, instantly quieted down.

Ling Qing's face brought the calmness and seriousness that the Lord of the Wuling Alliance should have, his eyes skimmed over the people present, and finally focused on the long sword that had just been placed on the long table in the center of the square, and said in a slightly low voice, "The Green Evil Sword, I think everyone already knows it very well. This sword is a sword of the most evil, it has brought great turmoil to the martial arts, and it has also added blood and rain to the rivers and lakes. Next, I will trouble Master You, the master of sword casting, to dispose of this evil sword and eliminate the harm for the rivers and lakes. ”

Ling Qing looked at Master You who was standing on the side and nodded slightly at him.

Master You nodded in response, and walked towards the center of the square with firm steps.

The iron-making furnace had already been built in the square, and the flame at the bottom of the furnace had been burning for a long time, and everyone could feel the blazing temperature gushing out from it far away, and the scorching heat seemed to burn people to ashes in an instant. This is something that Master You urgently came to Jizhong to build after receiving the request of the alliance leader, because it is not an easy thing to build an iron-making furnace, and it has many factors to consider. Fortunately, it was successfully completed in the end.

Master You picked up the green evil sword on the table and gently pulled it out, the sword body was in a line, the blade surface was smooth, the tip was not broken, straight, well-made, and exuded a trace of cold light, so that people could know at a glance that this was a rare good sword, and this sword must have poured all the hard work and affection of the swordsmith.

Who does not love or admire this sword, not because of its power, but because of its forgedness.

Master You sighed slightly in his heart, thinking that he had been forging swords all his life, not to mention that there were a thousand swords in his hands, but also a hundred, although they were also recognized by everyone in the rivers and lakes, but compared to it, it was still a little inferior, the swordsmith of this green evil sword had a high ability to cast, I am afraid that it has surpassed any swordsmith, and it is not something that others can easily compare.

He only casts a sword in his life, and only a bell and a thing in his life, and he can't compare to it.

Now that the sword was about to be destroyed in his hands, he suddenly felt reluctant. How could such a sword that had been poured into his soul be destroyed in his hands, but this matter had already been done by himself, and as the Lord of the Ling Alliance said, what this sword would bring to the rivers and lakes would only be calamity and endless killing, although he was a little unwilling to see it destroyed, but there was no excuse to speak for it at this time.

Master You reinserted the Green Evil Sword into the scabbard, his hands slightly tensed, and headed towards the iron-making furnace that had been built with great difficulty. Although this is an evil sword, he holds his hands slightly, which is a trace of respect for the swordsmith, no matter what kind of sword he forges, and no matter how good or bad the sword is, he should be respected, especially the ancestors of the past.

When Master You pulled out the Blue Evil Sword, the onlookers seemed to stop breathing in an instant, looking at the sword unusually quietly, the cold light was awe-inspiring, even if it was far away, it seemed that people could feel the power contained in the sword body.

Most of the people present had never seen the Green Evil Sword, they just came here to see the evil sword that caused trouble, which created a bloody murder weapon in the rivers and lakes.

This is a testimony, from the legend of the rising sun to the sword of the green evil, this is its true nature, they cannot witness the day of its forging, and now they have the privilege of seeing with their own eyes this sword smelting that exists in the legend.

As Master You walked towards the iron-making furnace step by step, the crowd began to be visibly agitated, which was a teaser.

Ling Qing, the leader of the Martial Arts Alliance standing on the side, still looked as usual, as if he hadn't noticed anything abnormal, but Murong Ying in the attic had a look in his eyes that was obviously waiting for the show to come on.

As Master You approached the iron-making furnace little by little, people's hearts sank more and more, and their breathing became heavier and heavier, as if something was restraining their throats, and something was going to take away their breath.

Just when the Blue Evil Sword was already close to the iron-making furnace and was about to be thrown into it in the next second, suddenly there were several "bangs" and "bangs" in the middle of the crowd of onlookers, followed by several gray smokes rising, and the crowd immediately became chaotic and ran around, and more and more people ran directly towards the center, because it was not only empty, but also had the Green Evil Sword.

And those who were already plotting against each other also took advantage of the chaos to start their own plans at this moment, and several people jumped out of the crowd, and rushed straight towards the sword-casting master Master You, who was holding the sword, this was the last chance, and the only way to seize the sword was now.

Seeing this, the guards of the Alliance Lord's Mansion immediately rushed forward. Ling Qing's eyes narrowed slightly, and he quickly dodged in front of Master You.

It was a huge scuffle, and the center of the scuffle was always around the Green Evil Sword.

For these people who came to grab the sword, Ling Qing would not show any mercy. At this moment, who can take care of whom, it seems that in the eyes of everyone, only this long sword that is spurned by people and is infinitely longed for by people is left.

Murong Ying, who was high above the attic, did not focus his gaze here, his eyes kept patrolling in and around the scene, these people were just targets for exploration, and the real people behind the scenes must be hiding somewhere, looking at the scene here. Murong Ying didn't give an order, and the people of the Eagle Gate who were hiding in the crowd would not take the initiative to attack, they were like a really disturbed spectator, surging with the flow of people.

As for Ling Qing, Murong Ying was not worried, if he couldn't even handle the current situation, then maybe he should really consider whether he was suitable to be the leader of the Martial Arts Alliance.

Suddenly, the corner of Murong Ying's eyes swept over a slightly hidden corner, and a man in black looked at the chaotic scene in the field from a distance, without any movement, just watching quietly, because the man was standing sideways, so he couldn't see the person's expression clearly.

But just when Murong Ying completely moved his gaze to the man, the man seemed to feel something and immediately looked here, the two looked at each other for a moment, and the man suddenly had an extremely weird smile on his face, so he took a few more breaths, glanced at the center of the field again, and then resolutely turned around and walked out.

Murong Ying frowned slightly, and immediately gave an order to the people of the Eagle Gate, and he actually went downstairs and ran towards that direction. Regardless of whether this person was the one they were waiting for or not, his demeanor and movements showed that this person was not ordinary, and his expression when he finally looked at the center of the field was obviously a little meaningless.

Ling Qing, who had been paying attention to the changes in the field, saw that the people from the Eagle Gate began to act, and immediately guessed that Murong Ying must have discovered something, and the movement in his hand was swung with all his strength, and a wild broom overturned the person in front of him. Ling Qing glanced at the wooden butler, and after signaling with his eyes, he flew out of the crowd and jumped into the air in the direction that the Eagle Gate people were chasing.

After Ling Qing left, the wood butler directly dodged to Ling Qing's previous position, replacing him, and guarding the swordsmith who was holding the Blue Evil Sword behind him.

Murong Ying rushed through the forest quickly, and the man in black in front of him was also extremely fast, it was a silent battle.

When they ran out for a long time and Murong Ying frowned slightly, the man in black in front of them finally stopped.

Murong Ying also stopped, his eyes slightly gloomy as he looked at the person who slowly turned around, the same as what he saw in the attic, the unfamiliar face, still a weird smile. The other people from the Eagle Gate who came gradually surrounded him like a dragon.

But this man stood there like this, watching them slowly gather around, his expression unchanged, his breath steady, as if he not only had the slightest concern for his current situation, but also confident. With a look of great disdain, he said, "Eagle Gate, when did you start to make a loss-making business?" Or did Eagle Gate change careers and become the leader of the Martial Arts Alliance... lackeys..."

When the people around the Eagle Gate heard this, they looked extremely angry, but because the owner of the gate did not give an order, they held back and did not make a move.

Murong Ying's expression flashed a sharp light, but there was a leisurely smile on the corner of his mouth, "My Eagle Gate will always be my Eagle Gate, as for the reason, you are not qualified to let me explain." ”

"Hehe," the man let out a series of sneers, "I'm not qualified, so who is qualified?!Hades?Ling Qing or Feng Lanjun?"

Murong Ying's eyes narrowed slightly as he looked at the person with an obvious mocking sneer in front of him, and a slight light flowed in his eyes, "Your Excellency, it's too wide." ”

"Well, I don't care about this, I can't care about it, but you are chasing me and surrounding me like this, I don't know what it means?"

"Your Excellency will not know?!"

The man spread his hands and said helplessly, "I really don't know." ”

"You, who claim to be a descendant of the Lan Ling Sect, don't know, this is really funny. ”

"Haha," before Murong Ying could laugh, this person laughed first, "It's really funny, the descendants of the Lan Ling Sect claim to be the wrong person." ”

"Aren't you?" Murong Ying's eyes sank slightly, it was not that he hadn't thought about this possibility, but he was more curious about who this person was than this. However, one thing he was sure of was that this person must have appeared there, expecting or waiting for something, not for the Blue Evil Sword, but for something.

"Naturally not. Looking at Murong Ying's expression of clear disbelief, he asked clearly, "Don't believe it?!" But the person you're looking for, I know he's there right now. ”

Murong Ying didn't speak immediately, and the man didn't continue, the two sides just looked at each other and paused for a moment.

"You're really calm, so if I say that the person you're looking for is still in the square just now, are you still so calm?!"

Murong Ying's expression was slightly cold, and his eyes looked straight at this person, "I want to know who Your Excellency is more than these?"

"I, I'm going to say I'm just a passerby, can you believe me?"

"I don't believe it. ”

"Also, I don't believe it. Let's put it this way, I'm here to see the play, and by the way, I'm participating, after all, life is too boring, you say, right? ”

"Well, you're still in the same league as the man. Murong Ying concluded calmly.

"A gang?" the man seemed to be a little entangled in the problem, thought about it for a long time, but didn't figure it out, and finally said helplessly, "You think so, I can't help that." ”