The method of testing the edge of the sword is very simple.

You only need to go up and hold the crystal sword coffin with the palm of your hand, if it is related to the sword, you can make the crystal sword coffin make a strange sound, release the Fengming sword, and then hold the sword, perform tricks, and not be rejected by the sword, it can be regarded as having a sword edge.

Sounds ridiculous.

But this is a spiritual immortal weapon after all.

And the others didn't seem to have any reaction, and they didn't reject the Sword Casting Pavilion's method.

Li Mu thought to himself, could it be that this Fengming Divine Sword could really choose the master automatically?

The first one to step forward was a middle-aged woman with still charm, named Guanshui Zhenren, who was born in a nearby sect called Tinglan Sect, a true immortal-level cultivator, who passed the previous two assessments and was extremely confident.

But her palm, after pressing on the sword coffin, did not react in the slightest.

The crystal sword coffin seemed to be asleep.

Guanshui Zhenren tried several times in a row, and even slightly bombarded the crystal sword coffin with Zhenyuan, but he couldn't get the slightest response, so he could only retreat in despair.

In addition, they have all stepped forward to try.

One of the young women, when her hand was pressed on the sword coffin, there was a faint colorful brilliance, fleeting, and in addition, the other three did not receive any feedback from the Fengming Divine Sword.

These four people were originally full of confidence.

But in the end, he came back in disgrace.

Excalibur, with them.

In the end, all eyes fell on Li Mu and the Eighth Prince.

Excalibur will inevitably choose a master.

Just between the last two people who are left.

Mu Mu is a newly rising demon.

The Eighth Prince is the messenger of such a big force as Huangji Cliff, and he has been famous for a long time.

Who could it be?

"Mu Gongzi, please first. The Eighth Prince was extremely rich, smiled slightly, and stretched out his hand.

Li Mu nodded and walked towards the crystal sword coffin.

He had just observed with his eyes, but he didn't see any clues.

The four people before were indeed unrelated to the Divine Sword and could not arouse the slightest resonance of the Fengming Divine Sword - of course, this premise is that the Fengming Divine Sword can really have the spirit of choosing the master.

Under the gaze of countless eyes, Li Mu came to the crystal sword coffin.

He slowly pressed his palm against the sword coffin.

Buzz!

The crystal sword coffin suddenly shook violently.

One after another colorful glow gushed out from the crystal sword coffin, covering most of the sword appreciation square.

"There's movement. ”

"Could it be that the edge of the sword is on this Mu Mu of unknown origin?"

Excalibur reacted. ”

There was an exclamation all around.

Shout!

A multicolored sword light suddenly shot out from the top of the crystal sword coffin.

As soon as Li Mu's body moved, he raised his hand to take a shot, and he ingested this sword light in the palm of his hand and turned it into a sword.

This sword is like a glass material, it is a colorful color, the hilt is a phoenix tail, the sword swallows a phoenix mouth, the sword block is a phoenix wing, the blade is like a phoenix feather entwined on both sides, and the hand is extremely heavy, as if holding a thousand mountains.

"What a beautiful Fengming Divine Sword. ”

Li Mu glanced at it a few times and couldn't help but exclaim.

This is indeed a fairy sword that far surpasses the third grade, as for how many grades it is, Li Mu has not yet realized it.

He was about to inject the immortal yuan and sense the power of the Fengming Divine Sword.

Suddenly—

Buzz.

The Fengming Divine Sword shook violently, struggling in Li Mu's hands, and it became more and more intense, more and more intense, as if it was a writhing strange python, as if it was about to break away.

Li Mu frowned slightly.

What's going on?

Excalibur doesn't want to recognize me as the Lord?

"No, Excalibur is breaking free. ”

"Mu Mu has no sword edge. ”

"No, to be precise, there is a sword relationship, but this fate is not deep enough. ”

On the square, everyone around suddenly talked about it.

There are also some immortals who didn't even pass the first two levels of the assessment, and they suddenly gloated.

Mu Mu, who can be called a heavenly pride, can't get this sick sword.

Then the answer is very obvious.

The owner of the Fengming Divine Sword must be the remaining Eight Princes.

Li Mu faintly felt that something was wrong.

He turned his head to look at Tie Wuyi.

The latter looked sorry and said: "Mu Gongzi is arrogant and talented, this divine sword, I am almost about to recognize you as the master, but unfortunately it is still a little bit worse, Mu Gongzi, let it go, lest the spirit of the divine sword be angry and hurt you." ”

Tie Ruthless also looked infinitely regretful, and said: "Mu Gongzi, the twisted melon is not sweet, please let it go." ”

Li Mu looked at the two of them, and his frowning brows gradually relaxed.

Interesting.

This method of forging the Sword Pavilion is also quite clever.

It seems that they have long made their choice.

In that case......

Li Mu turned his head to look at the Eighth Prince next to him.

He smiled and let go.

Shout!

The multicolored sword light flowed out, and it re-entered the crystal sword coffin.

"It's a pity that I didn't have anything to do with this sword. Li Mu walked down from the stone platform of the sword coffin, smiled at the Eighth Prince, and said, "Your Highness, please, it seems that this sword should belong to Your Highness." ”

"Well, this king is going to try. ”

The Eighth Prince nodded at Li Mu and walked towards the Crystal Sword Coffin.

He climbed onto the stone platform and pressed his hand against the crystal sword coffin.

Buzz!

The same sound of the sword coffin vibrating sounded again.

A large area of colorful glow, as if a mountain torrent poured out, instantly swept out of the crystal sword coffin, completely covering the entire sword appreciation square, circulating a dream-like color.

"There's movement again. ”

"The Eighth Prince really has a fate with Excalibur. ”

All sides exclaimed.

Shout!

The Fengming Divine Sword erupted from the crystal sword coffin again.

As soon as the Eighth Prince stretched out his hand, the invisible immortal power poured out, and he picked up this colorful divine light in his hand, and it must have turned into the beautiful divine sword like colorful glass before, with a dreamy shape and a sword light.

"A good sword, a good sword. ”

The Eight Princes were amazed again and again.

He himself did not expect that the rank, power and shape of this sword would be so brilliant that it was indescribable in words.

The Sword Casting Pavilion, a small village-like sect, really cast such a fairy sword that can cause turmoil in the Great Immortal Gate.

At least five grades.

Even higher.

The Eighth Prince injected the True Yuan into the sword body.

Suddenly, the Fengming Sword seemed to be alive, and there was a sound of phoenix chirping, coming out of it, its sound was clear and melodious, straight to the sky, as if there was an ancient god bird phoenix, from the sky, jumped over.

The indescribable power of the sword qi erupted from the multicolored glazed sword body.

On the Sword Appreciation Square, the faces of the immortals on all sides changed drastically, their expressions were frightened, and they retreated one after another, unable to withstand this unimaginable coercion.

"Emperor-level sword intent!"

The eighth prince held the sword in his hand, and stabbed the sword into the sky.

Shout!

The colorful sword light soared into the sky.

The entire heavenly dome was torn apart, and a colored crack appeared, which lasted for a long time, and even the stars in the sky seemed to be cut down by this colorful sword light.

It's so powerful.

Everyone around was taken aback.

Looking at the ice sword in the hand of the Eighth Prince, there was a scorching and greedy look in his eyes.

It would be great if such an immortal weapon could be held in his own hands.

But it's just a thought.

Not to mention the Huangji Cliff behind the Eight Princes, the power is strong, and it is not something they can deal with, just talking about the personal cultivation of the Eight Princes, it is enough to sweep many of them, plus the divine sword, it is even more invincible.

Snatching something from such a person is no different from looking for death.

The scorching greed passed, and everyone wisely took it away.

At that moment, Li Mu also had the idea of not killing this Eighth Prince and snatching the Fengming Divine Sword over, but then he thought about it, it was still a big plan for revenge, and he couldn't lose a big one because of a small one.

"Haha, this is providential. ”

Tie Wuyi breathed a sigh of relief, laughed loudly, and said, "This sword is related to His Highness, and from now on, this [Fengming Divine Sword] will always belong to His Highness." ”

This is the representative of the Sword Casting Pavilion, announcing the final results of this sword appreciation conference.

Everyone looked at the Eighth Prince with a deep envy.

Some people are like this, they are well-born, high-strength, talented, and they also have luck that is difficult for ordinary people to achieve, just like the children of fate, which are not comparable to them at all.

"Thank you Iron Pavilion Master, so this sword, from now on, will become completely mine?" said the Eighth Prince with a smile.

Tie Wuyi smiled and said, "That's the case. ”

The Eighth Prince said: "In this case, I can use and dispose of this sword at will, right?"

Tie Wuyi said: "Of course. ”

The Eighth Prince nodded with satisfaction and said: "Okay, this sword appreciation conference, although I got the sword because I had a relationship with this sword, but you have the mind of the Sword Pavilion, this king has received it, if there is something in the future, you can come to this king, for friends, this king has always been stingy with kindness and help." ”

Tie Wuyi and the others were overjoyed.

"Thank you, Your Highness. ”

"Your Highness is really a strange man at that time. ”

The pavilion masters, elders, and others of the Sword Casting Pavilion hurriedly thanked and complimented them.

After wasting so much thought and paying so much, isn't it just to let this sword bring a shelter to the Sword Casting Pavilion.

Now the Eight Princes of Huangji Cliff made such a direct public promise, which is the most perfect ending they dreamed of.

The envoys of the surrounding forces, immortals and scattered cultivators, were also secretly awe-inspiring in their hearts, the Eighth Emperor said such words, which meant that the Emperor Extreme Cliff sheltered the Sword Casting Pavilion, and in the future, it was really impossible to find trouble with the Sword Casting Pavilion, at least for a long time, the Sword Casting Pavilion could sit back and relax.

"Haha, this sword is not bad, and I am extremely tempted, but the so-called sword is given to heroes," the eighth prince laughed, and directly threw the Fengming Divine Sword to Li Mu, and said: "Hahaha, Mu Gongzi, take the sword." ”

The colorful streamer rushed straight to Li Mu.

Li Mu stretched out his hand and grabbed the hilt of the sword, and said with a stunned face: "Your Highness, what does this mean?"

The Eighth Prince was very satisfied with the change in Li Mu's expression, and said: "The so-called sword gift hero, Mu Gongzi, you are the sword cultivation wizard, and this sword should belong to you." ”

The faces of the people around him have changed greatly.