The escaping electric light radiated from inside, directly penetrating the ground less than two meters in front of the sword master.

In the sight that everyone couldn't see, Ye Ziqing's figure suddenly moved.

Hua Yun was grabbed by an arm by a fair, soft hand, and then flew out to the side.

As Ye Ziqing dragged him up, he left.

There was a loud bang beside him.

A huge explosion unleashed outward, sending a wave of air on the ground.

……

Fortunately, the construction of Xuanyun City was specially improved for the thunder and lightning in the air, so that no major disasters occurred.

Because the terrain of Xuanyun City is very high, it has been constantly disturbed by lightning in the clouds since the day of completion, and later Master Yue Chuanwo built a lot of lightning protection equipment, which effectively curbed the lightning disaster, after thousands of years of development, Xuanyun City has a very special lightning guidance device everywhere, through the thunder and lightning into the heavenly pillar, and then along the connection of the cyclone, it is transmitted into the underground.

From a distance, a purple electric light flashed on the supporting pillar of Xuanyun City just now, and then a huge sound was blasted at the bottom.

Although it was a false alarm, it made everyone shudder.

The person sitting in the front row had hair on top of his head standing straight up like a hedgehog.

Then there is a crackling discharge sound when touched on the seat.

Hua Yun gasped in horror, and his whole body was soft on the ground.

He raised his head, looked at Ye Ziqing beside him gratefully, and nodded dryly, "Thank you, Lord Ziqing." ”

"It's nothing, it's just a matter of effort."

After Ye Ziqing finished speaking, he turned around and sat back on the sword seat.

The attendants of the Wind Sword Country, who had just reacted, hurriedly ran out of the rest area and helped Hua Yun up from the ground.

When they returned to the rest area, Ye Ziqing's cold and stern voice came from behind-

"Sword Forger, this is a major mistake, a sword that has not been fully tested will not be able to participate in the Sword Sacrifice Ceremony."

In her mask, her gaze was cold, "After this ceremony is over, you must go to the Sword Forging Association of the Wind Sword Country, and you need to re-evaluate your sword forging qualifications. ”

Hua Yun's face was gloomy, and he nodded helplessly.

……

Everyone followed in his footsteps and turned their eyes to the swordsmiths who had not yet appeared, their eyes full of anticipation.

Ye Ziqing looked at the rest area silently, his expression became serious, and he was finally about to enter the final end of this sword sacrifice selection, and it was also a duel that everyone was looking forward to.

First of all, the swordsmith Huangfu Ling Yuan of the Sword Country, known as the Star River Sword Forger, but it is more widely spread in secret, and others prefer to call him -

The Killer.

Although there is no clear evidence, and he himself will never admit it, legend has it that it was he who poisoned his swordsmith - Ram Fei, the most prestigious sword smith in the Sword Country, and was hailed by them as the first swordsmith in a hundred years.

But as the successor of Ram Fei, he is also talented, perfectly broke through the bottleneck of the master's lifetime, and created many unprecedented technologies from the Sword Country, which greatly promoted the development of the Sword Country, making this small island country rise in the past twenty years, and it can be said that it is understandable to be selected to participate in the Sword Sacrifice Ceremony.

People can criticize or doubt his private character, but there is no way to erase his contributions.

Speaking of which, he is also a legend full of contradictions.

Yan Feng is not here today, judging from the results of previous years, Huangfu Ling Yuan may be recognized as the most threatening competitor to Heavenly Dao Yuluo.

Thinking of this, Ye Ziqing turned his gaze to the rest area of the Heavenly Sword Kingdom-

His Royal Highness the handsome prince happened to sit upright in his chair for a long time, and his eyes still had that nonchalant look.

I don't know what kind of subversive sword the right hand of God will bring.

The history of sword casting has developed to the Moxin Tibetan swordsmith of the Shujian Kingdom more than a hundred years ago, which has been considered the ultimate by the people at that time, and the sword-casting skills and swords are close to their peak and can no longer be promoted.

Unexpectedly, twenty years later, it was broken through by Master Long Zhen of the Ghost Sword Country and launched a new sword that attracted worldwide attention.

For another twenty years, it will be a ram flying away from the sword country.

Then there is Yan Feng of Chongjian Country.

Step by step, to this day, the best of them have emerged layer by layer, and to the Heavenly Dao Yuluo, it has reached a breathtaking point.

The one who is the sum of them is praised by the right hand of God.

Judging by the results, the development of the world is always an upward process, and people are also accustomed to waiting for new geniuses to break the myth.

It's just that I don't know who will break this indestructible perfect legend forged by the right hand of God.

Thinking of this, Ye Ziqing couldn't help but glance at the corner of Chongjian Country, and his eyes became complicated.

There sat a young man in black alone, not even a squire with him.

His face was delicate and his eyes were clear, which was extremely ordinary compared to Heavenly Dao Yuluo.

Here, he is the latest to become famous.

Perhaps the latest to be discovered.

The swordsmith of the Chong Sword Country, who can come here instead of the left hand of the gods, has created many miracles in the past year, just like a genius who suddenly appeared out of thin air.

If it weren't for the appearance of the last swordsmith, everyone wouldn't have looked forward to today's sacrificial sword selection—

Wei Gong, in everyone's minds, will be more or less compared to Heavenly Dao Yuluo.

The two are of similar age, superb sword-forging skills, and similar dedication to sword-forging and comprehension of the world and life beyond all people......

I wonder if the rookie swordsmith of the Chongjian Kingdom can do it, send his sword into the main hall of Tianyu, and break the myth and legend of the right hand of the gods?

I hope this swordsmith can bring more surprises to everyone.

Wei Gong noticed Ye Ziqing's gaze, and he also greeted him unceremoniously.

The eyes of the two people collided in the air, and Ye Ziqing was slightly stunned.

This kid is really ......

"Next, please leave the Sword Forge Emperor Fu Ling Yuan."

The voice of the host on the field sounded, and the slender man with a hint of gloom walked up with a sword.

Half of his face was covered by a red crescent-shaped mask, and the other half of his face was delicate and handsome, but because of the mask, he looked a little neurotic and sickly.

Someone in the audience began to whisper about his famous title in private—

"Master killer."

Emperor Fu Ling Yuan raised his bloodshot eyes slightly.

There was a sudden chill on the field.

The man who said that the master killer felt a chill in his heart, and his mouth that had just opened immediately closed.

What a terrible and cold sense of oppression......

But everyone is thinking, maybe it is this kind of poisonous snake-like eyes without emotion that will do something as rebellious as killing a teacher, right?

Including those who have left the Sword Country, they are often silent when talking about the disgraceful past of the swordsmith they are most proud of.

Huangfu Ling Yuan didn't pay any attention to these people's gazes, walked to the sword seat, and put a round-handled straight sword in front of Ye Ziqing.