"Uncle Shi, do you know a master named Iron Sword?"

In the backyard of Dantang, Liu Piaoyun hammered his back, and asked Tian Zhongyuan with a flattering face.

Tian Zhongyuan, who jumped up suddenly, stared at Liu Piaoyun with two eyes, and his heart was furious when he showed him!

"What's wrong, Uncle Shi? Yes~ Is there any problem?"

The corners of Liu Piaoyun's mouth trembled, and he was frightened, and asked Tian Zhongyuan cautiously, for fear that he would suddenly go crazy and do something earth-shattering!

Just stared at Liu Piaoyun like this, and watched it for a long time, which scared him into a cold sweat, and his hair stood on end, and now he regretted it a little, so he shouldn't have asked this old madman.

Sun Lao said that Tie Jian has a strange personality, and compared with his uncle at this moment, he is half a catty and eight taels, and he suddenly has a desire to run away with his legs.

Tian Zhongyuan held back for a long time before he could hold back a sentence: "What are you asking him for?"

Oh my god, after holding it for 800 years, I will hold out a question mark!

"Ahem~ That, I won't ask, Uncle I'm leaving, I wish you old happiness like the East China Sea, longevity than Nanshan, like an immortal pine, I'll slip away, uh~"

Liu Piaoyun's face was redder than a monkey's buttocks, so hurry up and slip away, I don't know what to think in my head, and my speech is a little incoherent.

"Stop!"

Tian Zhongyuan's face trembled a little, his emotions could be seen, he was quite excited, and he couldn't see why, could it be that he had a grudge against that iron sword?

Emma, that's bad, there's no hope for this sword!

"What do you ask him for?"

Another question mark came out, Liu Piaoyun really wanted to give himself two mouths, see it, Uncle Shi will only have this sentence now, it's over, the mental illness is still a prisoner!

"I~I'm I~ I just want to~ want to fight a few swords, uncle, I was wrong, I won't fight, no, I want to go home, woo~"

Tears on my face are running around, I want to go home and cry for this unlucky child, that's a heartbreak!

At this time, Tian Zhongyuan was a little normal, and said a long time: "Oh~ It's just a few swords~"

That's it, there's no more to it!

Liu Piaoyun just stared at him quietly, and then what?

I saw this strange uncle around the table, three circles, three circles, and stomped his feet in the middle, wiped his beard from time to time, and grabbed the evacuated hair.

Damn, it's grinding!

"Do you know why my beard is so short and so little?"

Tian Zhongyuan looked at Liu Piaoyun sideways, his eyes were gurgling, he didn't know what he was thinking!

Well, the lack of beard has something to do with me, but I can mumble in my heart!

"Hehe~ It may be that I look young, you see, I don't have a beard either!"

Liu Piaoyun scratched his head, and he didn't know how to answer!

Hearing this, Tian Zhongyuan suddenly burst into a rage, and his voice roared: "How old are you, do your teenage children grow beards? That shameless old thing, he's a stinky rascal, a stinky scoundrel. Bet on the trick and burn my beard, you see, you see, it's his broken fire that burns my beard like this, and then it never grows again. When I think of him, I can't wait to peel off his skin, bite off his ears, and sprinkle a pot of chili peppers, hurt him, piss him to death, stinky and shameless stuff!"

At this time, the more he talked, the more excited he became, muttering, chattering, and talking to himself endlessly, without raising his head, as if there was no Liu Piaoyun.

Liu Piaoyun's face twitched and twitched, the corners of his eyes kept shaking, and the madman began to be nervous again. But I can hear that it must have been his iron sword bet back then, and finally cheated and burned Tian Zhongyuan's beard with a kind of spiritual fire.

Khan ~ As for it, you can also bet on a big hatred, look at this posture, and ask the enemy, come on, let him choose his law.

Looking at it like this, it is estimated that he will not finish muttering for a while, so let's run away. While Tian Zhongyuan was still unconscious, Liu Piaoyun's feet moved back one by one.

It's harder to walk a few steps than to be a thief!

In an instant, a fine light shot at Liu Piaoyun, who was still moving, and with a "bang", Liu Piaoyun came to the skill of a turtle, with his feet facing the sky.

"Hey, Uncle Shi is so powerful, he can knock me down with a look!"

"Where are you going? aren't you going to let me take you to that old thing? You're not going to fight a sword?"

Tian Zhongyuan turned his head, the light in his eyes disappeared instantly, and he looked at Liu Piaoyun expressionlessly!

"Cough~ Uncle Shi, I don't want to fight, it's really dripping, don't fight!"

Liu Piaoyun was lying on the ground crying with a sad face!

"Get up, I'll ponder!"

"You keep thinking about it, I'd better lie down, otherwise your old one will be unhappy, and another fine light will shoot, and my ass will almost become eight petals!"

Liu Piaoyun shook his head vigorously, he couldn't live or die!

"Okay, okay, I'll take you to the head office, get up, hmph! Although I haven't seen him for many years, I won't go, I thought I was afraid of him, go, go now!"

Tian Zhongyuan looked unconvinced, gritted his teeth, and said hatefully!

"Uh! really go?"

Liu Piaoyun was a little surprised, he was hesitant just now, but now he seems to have changed a person!

"Hurry up, grind and chirp, if you don't leave, I'll give you another fine light!"

Hurriedly a carp stood up: "I'll go, I'll go, thank you uncle, hehe~"

"Bang!"

"Let's go, grind and chirp like a!"

Tian Zhongyuan flew out with one foot, and someone flew into the sky like a cannonball, and in the blink of an eye, there was no trace.

In the northeast corner of the Dan Hall of the Immortal Sword Sect, there is a hall that looks like a volcano, and the sound of striking iron can be heard inside all year round. Normally speaking, the Qitang should be the same as the Dantang, it is a very lively place, after all, most of the weapons of the Immortal Sword Sect are from here, who doesn't want to cast a superb weapon for themselves to increase their strength?

But there was a room here, but it was extremely clean, and although there were people in the distance beside it, no one dared to set foot in this place, and compared to those halls, it seemed a little out of place. Because, there is a strange person living here, the hall master of the Immortal Sword Sect, the master of the Iron Sword.

At first, there were also some unruly people who walked in, trying to get a superb weapon. But none of them were thrown out. Until one day, after an elder was ruthlessly thrown out, no one dared to go in and ask for a sword.

The Iron Sword Master, in any corner of this Eastern Continent, and even the upper echelons of the Imperial City, is almost well known, and it can be said that he is the only casting master in this Eastern Continent who can create a forging master who is close to the Holy Rank.

However, if you want him to make a move, it is difficult! It is extremely difficult! Whether you are powerful or rich, he said that if he does not cast, he will not cast, no one dares to embarrass him, and no one dares to move in front of him.

That is undoubtedly tantamount to death!

"That's it?"

Seeing this very ordinary courtyard in front of him, Liu Piaoyun asked with some astonishment.

"That's right!"

Tian Zhongyuan stood here, looked at it for a long time, lowered his head and thought for a while, seemed to be a little timid, or a little reluctant, and only nodded when he heard Liu Piaoyun ask.

"Let's go, go in and see if that old thing is dead. ”

Liu Piaoyun was in a cold sweat, Uncle Shi actually dared to see if someone was dead, this temper, whether this sword can fight is really two words, looking at this posture, maybe something will happen in a while, when I think of this, a retreat comes to my heart.

"Huh, someone went in again?"

A bystander saw it in the distance and was immediately a little surprised.

"Tsk, there are so many people in this world who are not afraid of death. ”

"No, I see that the young man and the old man are a little familiar, it seems ~ I seem to have seen it somewhere. ”

A man looked distressed, scratching his ears and cheeks.

"It's the fifty-eighth and the hall master of Dantang!"

"Ah, yes, it's fifty-eight!"

Suddenly, there was a commotion on the scene. Recently, the record breaker, the name of No. 58, can be said to be unique in the Immortal Sword Sect, even if he has not seen him, his name has reached the level that no one knows.

"I don't know if that eccentric master will say yes. ”

"It's hard to say, the ninth elder has also come a few times before, but they all sighed and left, although the fifty-eighth broke the record of the trial tower, I am afraid that the master may not be willing to cast for him. ”

"Yes, I don't know what the standard of this iron sword master is, and none of them can succeed!"

The crowd was talking, all puzzled.