"Whoosh!"

The black shadow swung his sword and stabbed at Linluo, and just when the speed surpassed the sword shadow that was released towards Linluo, a dashing turn turned around and blocked all the sword shadows that were about to stab at Linluo.

"City Lord Ouyang, I haven't seen you for a long time, this swordsmanship has entered another realm!"

Linluo opened his eyes, tears shining in his eyes.

"In this huge continent, only the young master knows the old man best, and he hasn't fought so heartily for a long time!"

Ouyang Xing took off his black mask, bent down and saluted respectfully.

"Bounty hunter Linluo is no longer a young master, the city lord is not ignorant, so don't make fun of Linluo anymore!" Linluo put the demon slaying chain on his chest and said.

"Oh? Then why do you have to bother to come here when the Demon Suppression Sword is reforged this year? Some things are cut! Ouyang Xing put his hands behind his back and smiled, and inserted the navy blue ancient sword back into its sheath.

"The city lord has the grace of rebuilding Linluo, and it is difficult to smelt the city, and Linluo can't sit idly by!" Lin Luo touched the demon subjugation chain on his chest, as if he remembered the past.

"Hahahaha, everything is fate, it's just that under the recommendation of the old man, you worshipped a teacher and changed your identity, but for the responsibility of the world, neither you nor he has ever let go!" Ouyang Xing said with a smile.

"He... Is Master okay? Linluo asked.

"You can say it well, you can say it badly, no matter how serious the wounds on your body are, you can heal it, but the hatred in your heart can never be cured!"

"Linluo understands that back then, the master asked me to take the heads of a hundred demons before he was willing to pass on my demon subduing chains, so there must be an indelible hatred in my heart!"

"Don't talk about this, this strategy to lead you here, is to discuss the recasting of the demon sword in the town of the day after tomorrow, these years my Ouyang family has used the sacrificial sword as an opportunity to sacrifice the demon soul in the demon sword together, and now the demon is a foregone conclusion, the old man is afraid that something will go wrong halfway, and he wants to temporarily hand over the demon sword to you for safekeeping, I don't know?" Ouyang Xing returned the Qiankun bag to Linluo and explained the reason.

Linluo looked at Ouyang Xing, who only had four days to live, if it was in the past, this old friend would have done his best to do what he wanted, but he was not sure that he would be able to protect the Demon Suppression Sword without making a mistake, so he asked, "Where is the Demon Suppression Sword now?" Has the Winter Family Army already sent it? ”

"Yes, it's in the secret room under the sword shrine, and it's sent by General Dong himself!"

"Why don't you let him appoint the Dong Family Army to guard it?" There was a hint of hatred in Linluo's eyes.

"The Demon Suppression Sword is reforged, the Demon Suppression Enchantment is the weakest, and the general has a more important task!"

"Huh! Compassion hunting? The Winter Army is no longer the Winter Army of the past! Linluo said indifferently.

"Some things are also impatient! In short, in order to leave the continent, I still hope that the safety of the Demon Suppression Sword will be handed over to you! Although the old man has five righteous sons and a daughter, it is difficult for him to take on a big responsibility! Ouyang Xing sighed, although the six sub-city lords had their own famous swords, they were always invincible to demons, and thinking about that gentleman's son, his heart was even more sad.

"I'm afraid my ability is limited, but I can recommend one!" Linluo thought of Yukimura and smiled slightly.

"Are you talking about the kid named Yukimura? The old man also saw that his strength was extraordinary, and it seemed that he was already a god! Ouyang Xing couldn't help nodding, in his heart, this lucky village was also the best candidate to protect the town demon sword.

"Well, my righteous brother's demigod body is powerful, and there is no more suitable person than him, so I will convey the matter of guarding the sword on my behalf."

"Then it's decided, and the old man can complete the last great task in this world with peace of mind! Let's go back! ”

Ouyang Xing said that he planned to leave.

"I want to see Master!" Yukimura said.

"It's okay, he's in the sword mound!"

Ouyang Xing said that his figure was fluttering and disappeared into the night.

"Precious!" This sentence of preciousness seems to have some deeper meaning.

In the night, Yukimura and Qiu'er dragged Ouyang Kui back from the sword mound, and after waiting for a while, Linluo didn't come for a long time, thinking that most of them went back to rest first, so they went down the mountain together and walked in the direction of the main city, and the topic on the way was to discuss the various rare swords in the smelting city.

"Now you can talk about this Purple Fall Sword, right?"

Entering the main city gate, Qiu'er was still curious about the Purple Fall Sword, so she asked.

"That's a long story... Ouyang Kui deliberately sold his official son.

"Then you'll cut it short!"

Qiu'er, who was already familiar with Ouyang Kui, pinched him fiercely and said angrily.

"Eh, eh... I say.. As I said, the Purple Meteor Sword is one of the most bizarre swords forged in my father's life, just because it is made of a piece of purple meteorite iron that is unique to the Three Realms; Father said that the time was relatively peaceful, he was just a blacksmith, one night he chased a meteor to the river, found the purple meteorite that was still hot with his hands at that time, so when the meteorite cooled, he took it home like a treasure, but no matter how it was smelted, the meteorite could not melt, and then my father went around begging a blacksmith or even a swordsmith who was better than him, they all said that my father was a fool, that this kind of iron could not be used to forge a sword, but my father was not willing to throw it, he firmly believed that this meteorite iron was extraordinary! Later, I met my mother, and the two came to the smelting city together, and my father's sword-forging skills became more and more exquisite, but there was no way to melt this piece of meteoric iron! Ouyang Kui shook his head and sighed.

"And how did the sword come to be?" Qiu'er asked.

"Actually, it's still the help of the pheasant demon gang, my father can have today's sword-forging achievements, but fortunately, she has to mention it!" Although Ouyang Kui hated the pheasant demon, he didn't want to tell lies.

"Wait, you mean ... The method of casting this Purple Fall Sword was told to your father by the Pheasant Demon? Yukimura was a little surprised when he heard this, and his intuition told him that the story between the pheasant demon and Ouyang Xing did not seem to be as simple as Ouyang Xing said.

"Yes! That's what my father said, but he didn't say anything about the detailed process, only that with the help of the pheasant demon, he was fortunate enough to cast the Purple Meteor Sword into two fairy swords, one is the true body of the Purple Meteor Sword, and the other is a black meteor forged from meteorite iron slag, yes! Blackfall, you've seen it, it's the one in the hands of my uncle's hall master, Ouyang Hua! Ouyang Kui thought of the Black Fall, although this Black Fall looked ugly, but its strength was only this Purple Fall, it was a rare divine weapon, and many gorgeous swords were not worth mentioning in front of the Black Fall.

Yukimura laughed when he heard this, and said, "No wonder I see that the sword in your uncle's hand is extremely ugly, and he still pities it so much, it turns out to be made of meteoric iron!" ”

"That's natural, not only the Black Fall in my eldest uncle's hand, but also the swords of the other five hall masters are all very promising!" Talking about Ouyang Kui's most worthy topic to show off, he began to chatter.

"Oh? Can you tell us about it? ”

Yukimura said, Yin Yang ginseng and dolls also poked their heads out, as long as it was a scene of listening to a story, the two of them were indispensable.

"The second hall master Li Yunshan, the big sword he carries on his shoulder is called Xuanniu, it is made of cold iron by his father, the sword weighs 500 catties, and only he and Uncle Sword Slave can hold it in the smelting city! A serpentine sword in the hand of He Qiuyan, the master of the third hall, is called Viper, which is forged from a piece of poisonous iron ore that his father found in the Valley of Poisonous Snakes. Ouyang Kui said with a smug look on his face.

"What about the fourth, fifth, and sixth hall masters?"

Several listeners were interested, urging Ouyang Kui to continue to introduce the swords of the six hall masters.

"Uh... There are rumors in the smelting city that there are several peerless masters in the city, if anyone is willing to compete with me in front of the people and pretend to lose to me, then these swords, I can finish introducing them! Seeing that everyone was so interested, Ouyang Kui talked about the conditions.

Yukimura Michichi felt a little funny, and said, "Do you want to make a posture for us to fail and fall to the ground again?" ”

"Not really! As long as it loses to me! Ouyang Kui's tone was a little eager, and it didn't seem to be a joke on a whim.

"What's the point?"

Qiu'er glanced at Ouyang Kui.

"I'm not afraid of your jokes, I also hope to be a reliable young master in the eyes of the city's people, my father is old... Who wants to be a gentleman for the rest of their lives? Ouyang Kui scratched his head and said.

"Okay, just rush to your sense of responsibility, this requires me Yukimura to promise you!" Yukimura patted Ouyang Kui's shoulder a few times, and he bared his teeth when he patted him directly.

"Okay, then I'll go on to say, these four hall masters Qin Feng and five hall masters Qin Yue are twin brothers, the name of the son and mother sword in their hands is called Po Ling, which is cast by the Saiwai magnetic mine purchased by their father with a lot of money, the two brothers are already full of tacit understanding, plus this son and mother sword can suck each other off, and it is rare to meet opponents when they cooperate! The soft sword on the waist of Lu Ji, the master of the sixth hall, is called Jingtao, which is made by his father with thousands of hammers of rare iron, soft as flowing water but tough as dragon tendons, with changeable moves and killing people invisibly! Ouyang Kui introduced these rare swords in one breath, and his words were full of pride.

"Then since your father is the lord of the city, he deserves to have a sword of his own, right? It should be no worse than any sword, right? Qiu'er asked with interest.

"Yes, yes! Tell us about the old lord's sword! I'm looking forward to it! Yin Yang ginseng and the doll clapped their hands and shouted.

"Of course there is, but my father's sword is very ordinary, and he rarely comes out of the sword, and his short sword does not leave his body, and he hides it in his sleeve all year round!" When Ouyang Xing's sword was mentioned, Ouyang Kui was even more proud.

"Is it He Jian?" Several people asked in unison.

"The name of the sword is Qinggang, different from the iron sword, my father is tempered with good bronze, the sword body is light but extremely hard, the control is dexterous, and the lethality is great!"

"What about you, Young Master Ouyang?"

Ever since Yukimura met Ouyang Kui, he noticed that the sword in his hand was the color of fire.

Ouyang Kui picked up the sword and looked at it, and said with a smile: "You have also seen the strength of my three-legged cat, my father said that I can't control the powerful sword, this weaving flame is made by him from the sword slag of many swords on the recasting platform, because the red sword slag will dissolve and intertwine with each other at high temperatures, so it is named Weaving Yan, and it is a sword in the cultivation city to the lower average!" ”

Yukimura understood that Ouyang Kui was actually lost in his heart, so he stepped forward and patted Ouyang Kui's shoulder, and said, "It's good to have it, you see that I am alone, I don't even have a branch, and I don't live at ease?" ”

"It stands to reason that you should have your own weapon at your level, right? No... It's supposed to be called an artifact, right? Are you unwilling to show it for us to learn for a long time? "It's true that Ouyang Kui doesn't believe it, since ancient times, in the mouth of his father Ouyang Xing, all the earth immortals and above have exclusive immortal magic weapons, not to mention the demigod body in front of him.

"I've had it before, and I've given it away... That was a long, long time ago! Yukimura sighed, and remembered all the things in the illusion at the beginning, and I don't know what happened to these people who had a story with him now.

"Send... Giving away? You're so generous, if only I had met you earlier! "Ouyang Kui hated that he hadn't known Yukimura earlier, his weapon should be more powerful than any sword in Smelting City, right?

"It's useless, you won't be able to exert its power if you give it to you!"

Yukimura smiled, I don't know how many hands of this demon subjugation chain have been passed to Linluo's hands, it seems that the apprentice Gao Long is nine deaths, and I don't know what happened in the Dong family's army, and the demon subduing chain of Linluo is still sealed with divine power.