Zhao Zheng stood on his heels and looked at the door of the sword mound, his gaze far above everyone's heads.

The sword mound is located in the belly of a rugged mountain, and the whole mountain is full of strange rocks, lack of vegetation, and looks bare. The entrance to the kenza is at the foot of the mountain, blocked by a stone gate on which the word kenzuka is carved. In front of the stone gate, there are two saucer-shaped stone seats, and there is an old man sitting on each seat, these two people have extraordinary bearing, their eyes are like electricity, and they are masters at a glance.

In front of the two masters was an open space, and the ground was full of swords, and the number of swords was so numerous that it was impossible to count. An invisible internal force filled the sword array all the time, causing all the swords to resonate and tremble slightly. In the light of the sun, these swords shone with silver light, and the light was practiced together, dazzling and aggressive.

Just looking at that sword array from a distance made people feel awe-inspiring and respectful.

The sword slave led the team to the front, turned around and introduced: "The sword array in front of you is called the 'Galaxy Sword Array', which will remain in a state of urging all year round, no matter who comes, it will not converge the formation, beware of someone trespassing on the sword shrine and stealing the sword." Only by passing through this sword formation can you reach the door of the sword mound, and I will lead the way in front later, you follow me, how do I go, how do you go, don't go wrong, and strayed into the dangerous place in the sword formation. ”

Many of the beaters responded a few times and agreed.

The sword slave turned around and continued to walk forward, walking very slowly, and the fighters behind him followed him closely, forming a long dragon.

Zhao Zheng's position was relatively backward, at the end of the line, and he waited until most of the people walked into the sword formation. That's when he took a step. Followed. This Galaxy Sword Formation was much more complex than the Desperate Sword Formation that the Sword Slave had laid out before. Zhao Zheng couldn't remember how to move, so he could only follow behind honestly, and he couldn't play any tricks.

The sword slave led these people to the door of the sword mound one after another, greeted the two masters of the abbot Galaxy Sword Array, and passed the code.

The two masters responded with the method of sound transmission, and let the sword slave continue to move forward.

The sword slave walked to the stone gate, pressed the old hand up, and opened the stone door with dark energy. Step in.

There is no light source in the sword mound, but the hundreds of swords inserted on the stone platform are still bright, illuminating the entire mountainside.

A cold aura condensed by many swords rushed out and struck the people near the door, like a cold wind with snowflakes in the cold winter moon. This is also thanks to the fact that these people are martial artists and have strong bones, if they are ordinary people, they have to be blown to tremble.

With a feeling of awe, many fighters walked into the sword mound in turn, as if Grandma Liu had entered the Grand View Garden. Look around and watch.

The Sword Shrine is a forbidden place in the Sword Casting Villa, and it is easy to prevent outsiders from entering. This time, so many outsiders were allowed to enter at once, which was unprecedented.

Zhao Zheng walked at the end of the line, then entered, looked around, and then locked his eyes on the stone platform opposite. This sword mound is full of bare stones, nothing to look at, only the stone platform is a dazzling scenery.

This stone platform has hundreds of swords inserted in it, covering a large area, and from here, it is impossible to see all the swords, only a few swords located on the edge. The stone platform is connected by a long and narrow stone staircase, and the two sides of the stone staircase are sunken downward, several zhang high, and it looks black because the light cannot shine down.

The sword slave was the first to jump on the stone platform, stood on it, and explained to the beaters below: "Later, you come up and hold the hilt of Zichujian one by one, as long as you can hold it for a short time, it will be passed, if you are disliked by Zichujian, and Zichujian will bounce away, it will be considered a failure." In the process of holding the sword, it is forbidden to use external and internal strength, if anyone cheats secretly, he will be immediately disqualified from fighting, expelled from the Sword Casting Villa, and never allowed to step into the Villa for half a step, do you understand? ”

All the beaters nodded yes.

The sword slave beckoned and ordered the fighters below to come to the stage.

With the area of this stone platform, not to mention more than 20 people, even more than 200 people can accommodate it, and there will be space. These fighters walked up to the stage and stood on it.

The sword slave led everyone to the Zichu Sword located in the center of the stone platform, and told everyone not to touch the swords inserted in the ground around them, and the violators would also be disqualified and expelled from the villa.

Zhao Zheng looked around, and there were many swords inserted on the ground around him, dazzling, various, and dizzying. Some of these swords were well preserved, some were mutilated, either with broken or cracked bones. These swords are not inferior, they are all made by famous masters, using the finest ore, and carefully crafted over many days. Among these swords, there are even some discarded swords of medium or even high grade.

When passing by some fine swords, you will feel a compelling coolness on your legs, and occasionally you can see those swords without wind and automatic, which is very magical. Especially those high-grade waste swords, they are even more spiritual.

Zhao Zheng looked forward along the sword under his feet and saw the Zichu Sword located in the center of the stone platform!

The sword is firmly inserted into the ground, with the hilt facing upwards and the blade facing downwards, the overall proportions are well-proportioned, in line with the specifications, and there is no embellishment and decoration up and down, which looks unpretentious. The sword exuded an invisible momentum, forming a cold wind, blowing away in all directions, driving all the swords on the stone platform, like the king of the sword!

This group of young warriors from all over the world came here to seize this sword, risking their own safety, and determined to participate in dangerous martial arts competitions.

According to this, the farthest beater, nicknamed Saiwai Hanguang, came from Saiwai in the far north, and it took two months for this person to rush to Luoshu Villa.

There is also a man named Dou Dun, who encountered an accident on the way to the Sword Casting Villa, was killed by assassins, and even his head was taken off.

The sword has no eyes, and when the ring is officially held, I don't know if anyone will die for it.

These people are willing to pay so much for the Zichu Sword, which shows how attractive this sword is to them!

No matter who it is, as long as they can get this sword, they will all be like tigers, and their strength will be greatly improved. A high-quality sword is not only as sharp as clay. There are other wonderful uses as well.

Zhao Zheng stared at Zi Chu Jian not far away. My mind was suddenly lifted. Stir up your spirits.

The sword slave led everyone to the front of Zi Chu Jian and ordered: "Okay, you guys line up in a row, no one should grab it, and come one by one to hold the hilt of Zi Chu Sword." ”

The person who walked in the front happened to be Mo Yunzi, who was the first to hold his hand on the hilt of Zi Chu Sword, and Zi Chu Sword trembled slightly, and quickly stopped trembling. There was no rejection of him. Seeing this, the corners of Mo Yunzi's mouth rose, and his face showed a smug look.

After a while, the sword slave waved his hand and said, "You are qualified, let go of your hand and replace the next person." ”

Mo Yunzi let go of his hand with some reluctance, took a few steps forward, and stood aside and waited.

The next person who came up was the little spirit child. Lin Xiao, he is only in his teens, which is the age of strong curiosity. I couldn't bear it anymore, so I couldn't wait to press my immature little hand on the hilt of the sword.

It's the same as before. This time, Zi Chujian still didn't react and accepted Lin Xiao, the beater.

The little spirit boy smiled and went down, then changed to Zheng Wouji, Zheng Wouji went down, and then changed to the fast sword. Xin Ling, one by one, took turns to hold the hilt of Zi Chu's sword.

At first, these people were all worried, for fear that they would be eliminated by Zi Chu Jian, but now it seems that Zi Chu Jian's test is still very lenient, and no one has been eliminated so far.

When it was Iron Bull's turn to hold the sword, he pulled up a pair of sleeves with his hands, revealing a pair of thick, thickly curly arms, and then reached out and grabbed the hilt of the sword.

Seeing this, the sword slave smiled and said, "Boy, don't you have a lot of strength, you can try to pull out this first sword." ”

Tie Niu's eyes lit up when he heard this, and he stretched out his finger and pointed to the first sword, meaning to ask if he could really pull it out and take a look.

The sword slave had ulterior motives, nodded in agreement, and agreed with a smile.

Others were only allowed to hold the hilt of the sword, but Tie Niu was given the opportunity to pull out Zichu's sword, which was obviously a step higher than others. Tie Niu suddenly came to his senses, lowered his tall body, used all his muscles, and thickened his arms. He wrestled with his legs, let out a low sigh, and stretched out his first sword.

Zichu's sword is only one meter long, and it weighs four catties when it is full, not to mention that it is a strong man like Tie Niu, even ordinary people can easily carry it. However, the Zichu Sword, which was obviously very light, was firmly inserted into the ground as if it had taken root, and it was firmly stuck to it.

Tie Niu wrestled three times, but he couldn't shake Zi Chu's sword in the slightest, and he suffocated a big black face into a big red face, and the green tendons on his arms also bulged.

"I remember that you kid ate a lot of food this morning, why did you have so much strength? If you work harder, if you can't even draw a sword, won't everyone laugh at it. The sword slave smirked.

"This first sword is really evil, why is it inserted so tightly, it seems to be nailed into the ground, let me try again." Tie Niu blushed and said roughly, and then pressed his other hand on the hilt of the sword, and the two arms exerted force at the same time, instilling the strength of the whole body.

But no matter how the iron bull wrestled, Zichu's sword was not moving, even if the roots of the old tree were not so stable. With the strange power of the iron bull, even the buffalo can easily be knocked down, even if it is a willow tree, it can pull out the land, but there is no way to take the first sword. He was so tired and sweating profusely that his palms slipped, and he slipped off his hands and fell to the ground. Thanks to the fact that there is an open space around Zichu Sword, there is no other sword stuck in the ground, otherwise, it will have to be cut.

"Hell, why is this first sword inserted so tightly?" Iron Bull asked, gasping.

Among the many fighters, there were also many young people who were lonely and unheard, and they didn't know much about high-grade swords, and they were all very curious, and they all looked at the sword slaves for answers.

The sword slave laughed and said proudly: "The high-grade sword has hidden mysteries, and there is not only a sword spirit in the sword body, but also a 'dantian trough' that can be used to breed internal force." This thing is similar to a person's dantian, which can nurture internal force on weekdays and store it in it for later use. Just now, when you pulled out the first sword with force, this sword used its own internal force and poured it into the earth to wrestle with you. You're not as strong as it, and of course you can't pull it out. ”

"My good man, this high-grade sword is simply a monster, not only has a soul, but also has such a strength." Tie Niu said embarrassedly.

The other fighters also showed shocked expressions, a sword actually had more strength than the Quadruple Heavenly Martial Artist, if it was helped by such a divine weapon, how much strength should it be improved?

"Hey, hey. The mystery of Zichu Sword is far more than that. You dolls work hard. Wouldn't it be beautiful to strive to take Zichujian away and gain fame and fortune. The sword slave smiled and encouraged.

As soon as these words came out, they more or less inspired the passion of many fighters, and they stared at each other, straightened their waists, and the atmosphere present suddenly became much more tense, and they couldn't wait to compare their superiors and lows now.

It took a lot of time for Iron Bull to draw his sword. It can be regarded as passing the test, retreating, and replacing the next person up.

One by one, the test was carried out, and more and more people passed, and fewer and fewer people remained.

A young man who called himself "Zeng Wei" walked up, this young man was not famous, and he was very inconspicuous, and no one would care if he was thrown in the sea of people. This group of fighters are all young leaders, dragons and phoenixes among them, and everyone is strong in martial arts. They all have angular personalities, but this person called "Zeng Wei" is too ordinary.

But Zhao Zheng knew that "Zeng Wei" was not ordinary. This name is a fake name at all, and the real name of "Zeng Wei" should be the famous "Clay Man Zeng. Zeng Hui "!

Zeng Hui is famous all over the world for his vivid disguise technique, no matter who he looks like, from the old man and the old woman, down to the five or six-year-old naughty boy, and even the jackal, tiger and leopard and other animals He can be disguised, so he got the nickname of the clay man Zeng.

It's a pity that although Zeng Hui's skills are high, he doesn't take the right path. He is greedy for money and lustful, and has done a lot of shady things. He used disguise techniques many times to disguise himself as someone else, take other people's property, and even spoil other people's wives and daughters. What he did was exposed twice, and he was criticized by people in the rivers and lakes. These are just two evil deeds that have been known, and I don't know how many evil deeds have been secretly undiscovered.

Zeng Hui, like Qin Xing, is an existence that everyone shouts and beats on the rivers and lakes, but Zeng Hui is more elusive and difficult to catch than Qin Xing, and he has always been at large.

This time, the Sword Casting Villa set up the ring and gathered the rising stars of the whole world to find a new master for Zi Chujian. After Zeng Hui inquired, he was greedy, disguised himself as a young man, and came here to participate in the fight. He has a sevenfold heavenly cultivation, and it is not more than enough to deal with a group of hairy children with this strength, as long as he is not discovered, this first sword is in his bag!

Fortunately, people are not as good as heaven, even if Zeng Hui's ability to disguise is high, there are times when he shows his feet.

Zhao Zheng stared at Zeng Hui, intending to expose Zeng Hui's disguise later. With Zeng Hui mixed in with the fighters, it was impossible for him to win. And Zeng Hui himself is not a good bird, so he should be given a stern lesson.

Zeng Hui walked up to Zi Chujian, stretched out his hand to grab the hilt of the sword, and as soon as he touched the cold metal, an invisible force came from above, circling around his body three times.

For this test, Zi Chujian mainly tests only two points, one is the fighter's own strength, and the other is the age of the fighter. If it notices that the fighter is weak, or that it is old, it will bounce the fighter's hand away. After this test, it found that the muscles and bones of the fighter had been set, and although he was not very old, he had also lost the vitality that a young man should have, and he was definitely not young.

Zi Chujian immediately reacted with resistance, and secretly emitted an internal force, trying to bounce Zeng Hui's hand away.

Zeng Hui noticed that there was something wrong in the palm of his hand, and hurriedly resisted it quietly, he relied on his own cultivation of the Seven Heavens, and his control of internal force was like a fish in water, so he was not afraid of being discovered by the sword slave.

The sword slave really didn't notice it, he stood by as usual, waiting for the time to come, and then another person came on the field.

But Zeng Hui could hide the sword slave, but he couldn't hide Zi Chu Jian, Zi Chu Jian saw Zeng Hui resisting, and immediately became furious, using more rebound power, and the sword body even let out a clear roar like a tiger descending from the mountain!

"Huh?" The sword slave and Zi Chu Jian's mind were connected, and they immediately sensed that something was wrong, and reprimanded angrily, "Zeng Wei! You kid dared to disobey the rules I set before, and use your internal strength to contend with Zichu's sword, and you won't let me go! Zi Chujian has the right to choose its own master, and whoever it looks down on, no one is qualified to participate in the fight! ”

Zeng Hui saw that the matter was revealed, and he was afraid that the matter would be big, so he had to let go of his hand hatefully, took a step back, and said apologetically: "The junior is in a hurry and violates the rules you set before, it is really a crime that deserves death, and I hope that the seniors will read it for the sake of my youth and ignorance, and let me go." I'm willing to give up this ring and leave Sword Forged Hills. ”

"Hmph, you step aside, and when everyone's testing is over, I'll order someone to expel you from the villa." The sword slave didn't have a good airway.

"Thank you seniors for your kindness." Zeng Hui gritted his teeth unwillingly and stepped aside.

If Zeng Hui was a kind person, it would be okay to leave, but he had done a lot of bad things, how could Zhao Zheng let him go easily.

"Sword slave senior, don't let this person go easily! He is not a young man, but a middle-aged man, nicknamed Clay Man Zeng, and his real name is Zeng Hui. He played such a trick on you, how could you let him go so easily? Zhao Zheng said quietly.

"Huh?" The sword slave raised his eyebrows and looked around, but he couldn't find anyone who spoke, and the messenger stopped talking.

The sword slave muttered in his heart, and he would be suspicious, but as long as there was a little suspicion, he had to investigate clearly. If this Zeng Wei is really disguised by Zeng Hui, then the matter is serious, and it must not be spared. He rolled his eyes, suddenly raised his voice, and shouted at "Zeng Wei", "Bold Zeng Hui, dare to disguise himself as a young man to deceive the old man, I really don't know whether to live or die!" ”

This loud shout was like a long whip breaking through the air, slashing at Zeng Hui's head, he shivered with fright, his eyes widened, and even his legs were a little weak.

When the sword slave saw that "Zeng Wei" was scared like this, he obviously had a ghost in his heart, and he believed it again. He strode over and shouted, "Watch me take off your human skin mask and let you see what you are, and then take you to my brother to dispose of." ”

In fact, the sword slave's words were just a temptation, and they could not fully confirm Zeng Hui's identity, but when they fell on Zeng Hui's ears, it was like a thunderbolt on a sunny day.

When Zeng Hui heard that the sword slave was going to tear off his human skin mask, he was so frightened that he didn't dare to linger any longer, and flew out towards the mouth of the cave with his feet on the ground. Judging from the momentum and speed of his escape, his cultivation far surpassed that of the Fivefold Heavenly Martial Man, and even overwhelmed the Sixth Heavenly Martial Man, as fast as a bolt of lightning.

Seeing that "Zeng Wei" was so weak-hearted, the sword slave completely believed the words of the messenger, how could he let it slip away from under his nose, and immediately intervened to stop it. He aimed in the direction of the entrance of the cave, bent down, stretched out his hands and slapped the sword box on his back, and more than two dozen large and small swords flew out of it, converging into a silver dragon, and rushed forward.

Zeng Hui's speed is fast, and the speed of these swords is even faster!

In an instant, more than two dozen swords slashed behind Zeng Hui and stabbed him to the core.

Zeng Hui's body was like a red kite with a broken string, and it landed on the stone steps with a pop, only a few steps away from the entrance of the cave. In fact, even if the sword slave didn't kill him, after he flew out of the cave, he would still be trapped by the Galaxy Sword Array, and it would still be difficult to fly.

The sword slave's fingers flipped and the internal force in mid-air was activated, and the flight trajectory of more than twenty swords was dialed. The swords flew three times in mid-air through the mound, slowing down gradually, and then flying back into the casket one after the other, like a swallow returning home.

All this happened so quickly and so quickly that many of the beaters were dumbfounded. In just such a short period of effort, a big living person died under the chaotic sword of the sword slave and became a corpse! (To be continued......)