Now, the person who has just denounced Yi Xiaojing only hopes that the old monster in front of him is not a moody and murderous person. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

And the guards guarding the door, their faces were pale at this time, and the fingers holding the hilt of the sword at his waist were pale, and they had just disappeared with a sense of superiority that was neither humble nor arrogant, and even with pride.

At this moment, it was as if time had stood still.

"Senior, senior, wait a minute, the little one will go in and pass it on!"

One of the guards pushed open the door and rushed in.

Soon, the clanging sound of gold and stone in the Sword Forge Villa disappeared. A rush of footsteps came from inside the manor.

Soon, a group of people, led by a middle-aged man with half-black hair and half-white hair and a black wide-sleeved robe, came to the gate of the manor.

As soon as the middle-aged man saw Yi Xiaojing at the door, he immediately trotted over with someone and slammed towards Yi Xiaojing to the end: "Huo Changkong, the owner of Xiazhu Sword Villa, didn't know that his predecessors had arrived, and he missed his welcome, and he hoped that his seniors would atone for his sins." ”

Yi Xiaojing's body moved, Ling Bo walked slightly, the whole person was like a fairy coming to the world, Luo socks were dusty, and under the beautiful body like a dance, he had already left the back of the golden lion in a flash, and crossed dozens of meters to Huo Changkong's body.

"I'm not a senior, I'm just here to challenge Master Huo, but I took the liberty of disturbing Lord Huo Zhuang to forge a sword, which is the sin of this seat."

Yi Xiaojing helped Huo Changkong up.

"Alas, that day, the outer meteorite was extremely hard, and I was unable to build the Sword Casting Villa, and it was only a rough sword embryo after more than ten days.

Thinking that the jade heart is the image of the sword, I am afraid that I have only polished the attachment on the jade heart for more than ten days in the Sword Villa.

If you can't carve runes, you can't forge a real divine weapon. Even if the seniors don't come, we won't be able to build it. ”

Huo Changkong shook his head helplessly and said.

The two walked into the Sword Casting Villa, and Mingyue and the golden lion followed behind Yi Xiaojing.

The overall style of Sword Forge Villa is extremely tough and cold, and all the buildings seem to be made of metal, with traces of swords and axes everywhere.

Soon, the two walked to the martial arts arena.

"Yi Pavilion Master, please!"

"Master Huo, please."

The two jumped into the martial arts arena. The entire martial arts arena is the size of two standard football fields, and the surrounding area is made of metal, and the ground is paved with an extremely hard grinding black stone.

Huo Changkong pulled out a long sword.

The long sword came out of its sheath, and suddenly a cold light flickered, even under the warm sunlight, there was no warmth at all in front of this sword.

"My sword is made by me three years ago by collecting Kunlun quartz, Hainan jade essence, South China Sea sycamore wood, and Beihai Canglan gold, named Kunlun Sword, please Yi Ge Lord advise."

Yi Xiaojing nodded and pulled out a slender scimitar.

Yi Xiaojing now has the Northern Spiritual Skill in his exercises, and he has Ling Bo Weibu in his body.

It's only a little weaker in terms of technique.

Looking at the slender scimitar in Yi Xiaojing's hand, Huo Changkong couldn't help but shake his head and said, "This scimitar material is good, but it's a pity that it's forged, it's just an ordinary weapon." If the Yi Pavilion Lord does not dislike it, after the decisive battle, he can hand over this scimitar to us, and it only takes half a day to forge it into two divine weapons. ”

"Then thank you Master Huo."

The divine weapon on Yi Xiaojing's body now is only Shang Fang's sword.

However, Shang Fang's sword is too famous, and if it is used, it is very easy to reveal his identity. If you can have one more divine weapon, it will also greatly improve your strength.

At that moment, after the two sides performed their respective salutes, there was a sudden thunderstorm.

The sound of weapons colliding was like a dragon roaring and a tiger's roar, and it was like a waterfall pouring out of the Nine Heavens Milky Way, and the roar spread throughout the manor, so that the people in the rivers and lakes outside the manor heard the sound of fighting inside.

"Boom!"

The ground cracked, and even the hard Moro Black Stone could not withstand the blow of such a violent force.

One by one, the Gangfeng that was brought up by the moves of the two people, like a real sword, poured everywhere, and the swords that hit the ground were sword traces one after another, and they entered the stone for three points. The surrounding air was filled with this kind of wind, intricate, dense, and if anyone approached here, they would definitely be chopped and crushed into the tiniest flesh foam by this endless and bitter wind.

"Dragon Guerrilla Roar!"

Huo Changkong let out a loud roar like a dragon's roar, and his body suddenly circled several times like a boneless person, and rose into the air.

Then, the long sword in his hand instantly differentiated into ninety-nine sword shadows, falling from the sky.

Yi Xiaojing looked up, and saw the dragon head composed of sword shadows, bluffing angrily, grinning teeth, spitting cold air from his mouth, his eyes revealing endless majesty, and biting towards him.

Huo Changkong's strength is much stronger than that of Huangpu Qi.

But after Yi Xiaojing practiced "Northern Shengong" and "Lingbo Weibu", her strength has also improved considerably.

At this time, in the face of Huo Changkong's terrifying move, Yi Xiaojing stepped on his feet, his feet stepped on the sky, his figure was like smoke, like a fairy, like a ghost, he directly decomposed this terrifying dragon head, walked easily among the ninety-nine sword shadows, and then pointed the slender scimitar in his hand directly at Huo Changkong's eyebrows who fell from the sky, as if waiting for Huo Changkong to throw himself into the net.

"The dragon roars and the tiger roars!"

Huo Changkong deeply felt the pressure given by Yi Xiaojing, the Kunlun sword circled in his hand, the tip of the sword touched the tip of Yi Xiaojing's knife, and flew into the sky again for more than ten meters, and then adjusted his posture and floated out more than ten meters.

Then, the sword light condensed, and a whistling sound suddenly sounded. The sharp voice, accompanied by a majestic roar, made the disciples of the mountain villa watching under the martial arts arena couldn't help but cover their ears one by one.

Even if he covered his ears, the whites of his eyes were still full of blood, and his eardrums shook painfully, as if they had burst. Some of them are shallow, and blood has even flowed out of their ear piercings.

Yi Xiaojing was also uncomfortable at this time.

Although the Northern Darkness True Qi cultivated by the Northern Spiritual Skill has purified the quality of his True Qi, it has also greatly reduced the amount of his True Qi.

With such a trace of true qi, in such a sonic attack, he could not protect his whole body.

If you want to break the game, you can only take the initiative to attack.

With his feet on the ground, Yi Xiaojing's figure suddenly disappeared in place, and rushed towards Huo Changkong with a knife.

At this time, the Kunlun Sword in Huo Changkong's hand was violently trembling, and countless sword shadows were differentiated, stabbing towards Yi Xiaojing.

Extremely fast, surpassing twice the speed of sound.

is already a martial artist in the middle stage of qi induction, and his reaction speed surpasses ordinary people by too much. Moreover, after cultivating the Northern Darkness True Qi, although the number is very small, the improvement of the five senses and reaction speed is much stronger than the previous Thick Earth True Qi.

At this time, the long sword that surpassed twice the speed of sound, in Yi Xiaojing's eyes, it was easy to catch traces, and then his feet suddenly fell to the ground like a tumbler, his legs and legs were bent at the bend, and his upper body was parallel to the ground, but it violated the laws of nature, and he did not fall, but his speed was not reduced at all, and he dodged Huo Changkong's Kunlun sword, and the slender scimitar in his hand slashed towards Huo Changkong's calf.

"Snort~"

A wound suddenly appeared, and the blood cracked, and blood spurted.