The Sword Tasting Conference, a grand event, this magnificent conference that brought together almost all the sword dao forces in the Haotian Continent and the sword cultivation of the world finally opened its magnificent veil.

As the sun became brighter and the golden light moved, a silver-white long sword began to fly out around the majestic giant sword mountain rock, like a group of swallows around, like a butterfly dancing, and began to fly lightly around the mountain peak.

The number of flying swords is increasing, just like there are countless dancing elves in the sky, people look up and admire, and what is even more surprising is that after nearly a million flying swords soar into the sky, these flying swords actually form a magnificent ladder that goes directly from the bottom of the mountain to the summit venue.

This ladder composed of flying swords, up to ten meters wide, straight into the sky, people stepped on it, only to feel the sword intent stirring all over their bodies, and the sword roared like a dragon in their ears.

It's spectacular.

People walked up the ladder in exclamation, and couldn't wait to rush to the top of the mountain, the disciples of the Haoran Sword Sect guarded the heaven and earth, although they had controlled the number of participants to the greatest extent, but the Haotian Sword Cultivator who finally walked into the venue also exceeded 100,000 techniques, and when the time had passed, they saw that the entire mountaintop venue was full of people, and a pair of excited eyes were like twinkling stars in the sky, all of them were staring at the tall one in the center of the venue. On the sacrificial sword platform, after the meeting begins, the strongest people from several top sword sects will sacrifice their swords with blood in front of everyone, trying to subdue the world's number one Haotian Holy Sword.

The innermost ring around the sacrificial sword platform is the viewing seat belonging to the five strongest sword sects, the Haoran Sword Sect is in the middle of the town, and on both sides are the Tianyun Sect, the Seven Absolute Sword Sects, the Ghost Sword Valley and the Heart Sword Zen Gate.

The momentum of the five sword sects is like a rainbow, and each occupies a convenient five-sided heavenly god, and everyone wants to pocket the holy sword by their own means today, so before the conference starts, there is a dignified aura that takes off into the air, steaming and misty, as if it is filled with colorful clouds in mid-air, which is very good-looking.

At the edge of the corner in front of the Haoran Sword Sect's ceremonial platform in the middle, Wang Zhiqi's brows were tightened, and he stood proudly, a pair of falcon-like eyes scanning the audience, and from time to time they would fall on a group of black-clothed Ghost Sword Valley Sect people next to him.

As the elder in charge of the security and order of the assembly, he was more nervous than anyone else at this moment.

After a thorough investigation overnight, nothing was found, the camp in Ghost Sword Valley was extremely clean, and no clues related to the disappearance were found at all, but at this moment, he was standing in the venue, but there was always a strong uneasiness churning in his heart, although the sect master He had been reassuring himself that nothing would happen, but this feeling of uneasiness became stronger and stronger as the opening of the conference approached.

There must be no mess!!

With his fists clenched tightly in his sleeves, Wang Zhiqi jumped off the high platform and personally commanded the disciples of the Sword Sect to inspect and defend.

......

Just behind Wang Zhiqi's departing back, on the five magnificent stone chairs carved in the shape of giant swords, a middle-aged man with a short gray-white beard and a sword-shaped headband looked at the Sword Sect Sect Leader Zhuang Yuxin sitting in the middle of the five people with a smile, and arched his hand and praised:

"Hehe, the leader of the Haoran Sword Sect, the Haotian Continent Sword Dao, has been in the sword path for many years, not only has a powerful leader like Zhuang's predecessors, but also a heroic successor like Brother Wang, it's really enviable!"

These words are beautiful, the person who opened his mouth is the current Sect Master of the Seven Peerless Sword Sect [Bu Tianling], this Sect Master who looks quite young is a generation lower than Zhuang Yuxin, plus the Seven Peerless Sword Sect has always been friendly with the Haoran Sword Sect, and when he talks at this moment, he can't help but have a lot of compliments on Zhuang Yuxin.

Not only Bu Tianling, but also the Tianyun Sect Master Changkong Ling, the Sect Master of the Heart Sword Zen Sect [Zhixin], and several bigwigs and the heads of several sects standing behind them were all smiling. Regardless of who waits for the Haotian Holy Sword to fall, at least for now, everyone in the home field of the Haoran Sword Sect will always be in harmony.

Zen Master Zhixin was wearing a golden robe, with thirty-six buns on his head, and two long eyebrows covering his eyes, but he couldn't stop the kind smile released inside:

"Amitabha, Lord Wang Shi is young, but he is the only kendo wizard he has seen in his life, I think in time he will not only be the pillar of the Haoran Sword Sect, but also the coquettish figure of the kendo world of my Haotian Continent!"

"Exactly, I don't have an outstanding elder like Wang Zhiqi in Tianyun...... The Sword Sect is really a blessing!" Tianyun Sect Master Changkong Ling said that when he said the second generation of elders, his eyes dimmed for a moment, and he remembered the news of Xie Yu's fall yesterday, and he could only sigh.

"Hehe, you've won the prize. He can't afford to be praised like this......" Zhuang Yuxin's face was calm, and he talked to everyone like a spring breeze.

Li Weitian, one of the first seats of the Sword Sect, was standing behind him, and he was also calm, but when the atmosphere here was extremely harmonious, next to the leftmost one of the five giant sword stone chairs, the first Yin Zhao of the Ghost Sword Valley with a sneer on his face opened his mouth and said:

"This sentence is right, how can a mere Wang Zhiqi deserve so many good words, hehe, it's not this kind of shooting method!"

One sentence was like a basin of cold water, pouring the atmosphere of the audience to burst.

Beside the Tianyun Changkong Mausoleum, a Tianyun Sect leader shouted angrily: "Yin Zhao, if you can't speak, shut up! You Ghost Sword Valley can sit here today because the old sect master Zhuang is tolerant, otherwise I, Tianyun, would have already driven you out!"

"Truly, awrely. Yin Zhao smiled as ugly as a night owl: "It turns out that you still know that this is the old sect master Zhuang who is in charge, and the people haven't spoken yet, what are you arguing about, drive us away......?"

"You!" Not only Tianyun Shouzao, but several people present widened their eyes.

"Okay~ Everyone, don't be impatient. Zhuang Yuxin waved his hand at this time, and was about to suppress the situation, but who knew that the valley master of the Ghost Sword Valley next to him, who did not speak, actually stood up at this time and did what originally belonged to Zhuang Yuxin.

"Okay, shut up!" The Valley Lord of Ghost Sword Valley, who had been wearing a black robe all year round, took off his black hood, revealing a skull-like thin face inside, grinning and sneering, so rampant that he didn't take anyone into account: "Yin Zhao, if you don't say a word, you have to give Old Sect Master Zhuang a little face today, don't you?"

"Yin Wanque, why did you interrupt the old sect master's words!" The face of the Seven Absolute Sword Sect [Bu Tianling] on the opposite side turned gloomy.

If it's just Yin Zhao's unobtrusive mouth, it's that he's not sensible, but now it's too wrong for even your valley master Yin Wanqian to come out to steal the show.

"Yin Wanque, what do you Ghost Sword Valley want to do today? No matter how you don't understand the rules, it won't be your turn to speak at this moment, sit down for me!" Changkong Ling also opened his mouth coldly, he originally felt in his heart that Xie Yu's death was related to Ghost Sword Valley, and at this moment, his tone was even more stern, and his eyes flashed with sword qi, stabbing Yin Wanque and Yin Zhao directly.

"Hehe, okay, Brother Changkong, what you said is reasonable. Yin Wanque waved his hand to let Yin Zhao retreat behind the stone chair, and he slowly sat down as if admitted.

He didn't say anything more, but the eyes glowing with black evil fire were staring at the two Tianyun Sect people, and they smiled in their hearts like a bloody giant crocodile that had opened its mouth full of fangs:

Hmph, the Four Great Sword Sects, let you be arrogant for a while. When I get the Haotian Holy Sword and take down the Haoran Sword Sect, I will send you all to the Western Heavens!!

A vicious smile spread across the corners of his mouth, Yin Wanque turned his head and glanced at the seat of the Haoran Sword Sect behind him, and a few gloomy eyes touched him, and a black flame of conspiracy rose in each other's hearts.

Soon, it's time for their ultimate plan to be revealed.

......

Ye Feng, just before the official start of the conference, walked directly behind the seat of the Tianyun Sect and found a seat to sit down peacefully, but his eyes fell on the back of one of the people in the crowd of the Tianyun Sect.

Ji Xuanfeng.

The Tianyun hero who finally killed the sword demon four hundred years ago is the wise sect master who dominates the great cause of Tianyun after the Changkong Tomb.

After a few short contacts, Ye Feng had already felt the outstanding character on Ji Xuanfeng's body that would eventually achieve extraordinary achievements, and when he thoroughly investigated the life experience of this Tianyun Qingjie through the golden plate, he was even more impressed by the other party's amazing talent. He was able to lead the Tianyun Sect, which had destroyed its spiritual weapons, to support it for the next two hundred years, and always maintain it above the power level of the first-line sect, and the hardship and emaciation in it were no longer enough to describe it in words.

Ye Feng came to Ji Xuanfeng's side at this moment, just to secretly protect this future Tianyun Sect Master, to ensure that he could successfully slay demons in today's chaos, although it should not be difficult with the assistance of Xue'er and the Blood God, but Ye Feng still had to ensure that all plans could be completed after all.

And not long after he sat down, as a shocking sword aura resounded around the entire square, nine hundred and eighty-one spirit swords flew and circled in the air, releasing the beautiful brilliance of the audience, which could be regarded as announcing the official start of today's sword tasting conference.

Then Zhuang Yuxin came out to deliver a generous speech on behalf of the Sword Sect, which caused bursts of applause, but the old sect master also knew in his heart that no one had the heart to listen to him, so he withdrew in time and started the much-anticipated highlight of today's sword sacrifice ceremony of the Five Supreme Sword Sects!

According to the order agreed before, the five major sword sects will send the elites of the sect to sacrifice the sword with blood in turn, each sect is limited to 100 people, and a total of 500 of the strongest sword cultivators in the Haotian Continent will use their sword qi and essence blood to ambush the world's first spirit sword hidden at the feet of everyone.

The player who appeared in the first round of sword sacrifice was undoubtedly the Haoran Sword Sect.

Sect Master Zhuang simply didn't go down after speaking, and directly took the remaining ninety-nine strongest elders and genius disciples of the Sword Sect to the central sword sacrifice platform in line.

In an instant, everyone's eyes were focused on the sacrificial sword platform, but to be honest, everyone felt that the Haoran Sword Sect actually had little hope, because if the sword spirit could really be ambushed by them, it would have been accepted a long time ago, where would it be necessary to hold this sword conference.

To put it mildly, this round of sacrificial swords is everyone's respect for the Haoran Sword Sect, and after the Sword Sect goes down, the appearance of the Tianyun Sect is the real opening of today's drama.

The plot after that was as everyone expected, the hundred people of the Sword Sect poured their essence blood into a blood pool in the center of the sacrificial sword platform in turn, and it did not cause any reaction from the sword spirit, everyone sighed, but it also set off a round of applause of encouragement to send everyone from the Sword Sect away.

Immediately after, the next round of sword sacrifice was the Tianyun Sect.

But just as the Sect Master of the Tianyun Sect, Changkong Ling, got up and was about to summon the elder disciples in the Tianyun camp, Yin Wanqi next to him spoke again out of place:

"Tianyun Sect, you obviously don't have the slightest possibility of subduing the sword spirit, so why waste everyone's time!!"