It seemed to be affected by that sword, as if the air around it was also a little colder.

In this bitterly cold winter, everyone from the Barbarian Sword Country couldn't help but wrap their cotton robes tighter.

Jian Rin Sakura silently carried back to Wen Jue, and then held Cui Xiaoxiao's with one hand.

Cui Xiaoxiao only felt a warmth in her palms, and a warm current spread down her arms and spread all over her body.

“……”

She froze for a moment, then turned her head away and said in a barely audible voice, "Thank you." ”

Kenrin Sakura laughed happily.

……

Ye Ziqing's eyes froze for a moment, she had never thought that the power of this sword would be so powerful.

Even before she had injected her aura into it, the icy aura in it had already spread to such an exaggerated degree.

She couldn't help but glance back at the scabbard on the table.

Able to completely hide the aura on that sword, the material of this scabbard is also unusual.

Either way, the Iron Mask King seems to have been cast to the extreme.

Ye Ziqing's heart sank, and he couldn't help but admire him a little more.

It seems that this year's Sword Sacrifice Ceremony is more competitive than before, and every swordsmith is doing their best.

The other two swordsmiths approached, scrutinizing the cold sword.

A thin layer of cold mist rose from above, lingering on the sword, making it difficult to see the shape of the sword.

Even in such a cold season, it can still generate fog around it to such an extent, so you can imagine how low the temperature emitted by this sword must be.

Li Yichuan's eyes revealed a trace of doubt, and he stretched out his hand, wanting to disperse the layer of white smoke that blocked his vision.

"......"

As soon as his fingers touched the puff of white smoke, there was a sudden tingling pain, and he instinctively withdrew his hand.

"This ......"

A look of surprise flashed in his eyes, and his fingertips were frozen purple and black almost in the moment just now.

A thin layer of frost covered it, and then slowly faded as the True Qi of the Protective Body in Li Yichuan's body swirled.

Boos erupted in the audience.

"Oh my God, is that sword that strong?"

"Yes, it's not so much because of the cold of the sword, it's better to say that this sword seems to be alive, and it used self-protection in that moment just now."

Yes, at that moment just now, the cold qi on the sword's body was like a poisonous snake, beating itself, biting Li Yichuan's fingers.

"The Sword of Choice?"

Ye Ziqing let out a soft sigh.

"The Sword of Choice?"

Everyone in the audience suddenly became excited.

The so-called sword of choice is a sword with an extremely powerful sword soul and full of spirituality, and they will choose the sword bearer under certain circumstances.

If the fit is not good enough, and the sword wielder does not have a strong enough suppressive force, then the sword will not be able to respond to the sword wielder and launch a counterattack.

The most famous one is none other than the treasure of the town hall in the main hall of Tianyu -

Nine Heavens Divine Sword.

The sword was so powerful that no one could control it, and after so many years, in its missionary career, it had only chosen one master.

The hero who saved the world from danger and became admired by the world, when he pulled out this divine sword from the abyss of divine sleep, he was still a guard who did not even have the ninefold realm.

No one would have thought that the Nine Heavens Divine Sword would choose him.

Judging from the results, it can only be said that there is a providence in the dark, and everything is doomed.

Ye Ziqing gathered her mind, and then slowly transported the aura in her body, and a vast and white light covered her palm.

Ye Ziqing calmed his breath, and then slowly stroked his fingers on the sword body.

The cold aura above was beating uneasily, and the white cloud qi resisted outward, but it was instantly suppressed by the power in Ye Ziqing's hand.

After a slight struggle, the white icy mist settled down and spread out to both sides with Ye Ziqing's fingers.

Her fingers touched the cold sword body, and her heart suddenly moved.

I could faintly feel the cold sword soul beating in it.

It's like a wild horse.

It takes a skilled rider to get the hang of it.

Everyone can see that just now Ye Ziqing relied on his domineering aura to make this sword temporarily surrender, that is to say, it is not a complete fit.

It was at this time that a person appeared in everyone's minds at the same time-

Silver-haired and silver-eyed, as beautiful as a cold goddess who does not eat fireworks in the world, known as the ice sword god of death who is the number one master in Xuanyun City-

Jiang Liyue.

The only bloodline of the Ice Clan, and at the same time the person who can use the Ice One Vein in the water system to the extreme, this sword can be described as a tiger with wings for her.

Ye Ziqing also thought of the same thing, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

It's a pity that she isn't here, otherwise I really want her to try.

"What a good sword."

Ye Ziqing let out a sigh of admiration, the praise of the Sword Celestial Concubine was already the greatest affirmation of the Sword Forger.

She raised her head and looked at the Iron Mask King Xie Zheng with a pair of starry eyes, "What is this sword called?" ”

"Frost Fury." Xie Zheng said.

Everyone remembered the name, and in a sense, it really fitted, a frost sword with its own temper and soul that would anger.

It's really straightforward and simple, just like the Iron Mask King himself.

Ye Ziqing laughed silently in his mask.

She managed her emotions a little, and then held the sword in both hands, "We have seen this sword, it has great strength and a perfect and exquisite appearance, so can Master Xie Zheng show us its unique ability?" ”

Xie Zheng nodded, still with an iron-like expression, he stepped forward and took the Frost Fury from Ye Ziqing's hand.

"Frost Fury is a water-based sword that breathes fire, so I also call it its special skill, Frost Fury."

“……”

Everyone in the audience really didn't dare to compliment him on his ability to choose a name.

It's the [fire-breathing water-based sword] he used to describe that people are quite concerned.

"Could it be that this is also an attribute conversion sword similar to that of Master Weigong, otherwise how can the fire of the water system be generated?"

"Isn't it? I still look at it with expectations, hoping that Master Weigong can ascend to the altar with the attribute transformation sword. ”

"If they are all attribute conversion swords, then how will the Pin Sword Xi judge?"

"Hell knows, there's never been anything like this in history......"

Ye Ziqing behaved extremely calmly, she looked at Xie Zheng intently, and it was obvious that she knew-

It wasn't an attribute conversion sword.

However, there must be something special about it.

Xie Zheng's cold gaze swept over everyone's faces, and the scene suddenly fell silent.

At his request, the attendants moved a dummy into the grounds.

He lifted his hand, raising it and flicking it lightly.

Even without much force, everyone could clearly see a cone-shaped windswept of ice.

There was a crisp sound, and ten meters in front of him, the dummy was frozen into a huge block of ice.

……