"I don't know how useful Sanqing is!"

Qin Feng looked at the ancient knife in the distance and said slowly.

But at the moment when he just said Sanqing, an indescribable feeling came to his mind, extremely weird, as if he was being targeted by a fierce beast, but there was no danger to his life.

"What's going on?"

Qin Feng was behind the crowd, scanning left and right, and found that even Du Ziteng was not staring at him at this time.

"That's weird......"

Qin Feng's brows furrowed, and his eyes looked towards the competition platform, and he was shocked at this look.

Those hundred ancient knives kept swimming in mid-air, flashing this burst of white light and yellow light, 'intertwined' together, it was very dreamy, but Qin Feng was extremely keenly aware that although the hundred ancient knives were chaotic and disorderly, all the tips of those knives pointed at him!

At this moment, Qin Feng's whole body was tense, and his scalp was numb.

"Is it because I said Sanqing?"

Qin Feng immediately closed his mouth and didn't say anything.

He didn't expect the mythical characters to be so powerful.

Just said it casually, and I was attracted to those ancient knives.

As Qin Feng closed his mouth, the tips of those ancient knives did not point at Qin Feng.

Qin Feng breathed a sigh of relief when he saw the reaction of those ancient knives.

At the same time, around that ring.

All the monks in the audience were staring at the ancient knife, their eyes flashing, and there was a lot of discussion.

"Guess who's going to be the first place in the Ancient Sword Contest this time?" a red-robed monk immediately asked.

Hearing the red-robed monk ask this, the other monks didn't have any surprise.

"It should be Du Ziteng, he not only has a Xuan-level spiritual root, and his heart is extremely positive, but he also knows many big guys. ”

"I think it's Jian Zhouyan."

"No, it could be Shi Zhenxiang..".

"It's possible, I'm not sure now!, however, I can guess if someone will attract sixty ancient knives this time!"

"Sixty handles? What are you kidding! Looking at all the hundred knife conferences, there are only a few dozen people, and they can trigger sixty handles!"

In addition to the many elders, the eyes of the major leaders above the Golden Sword Sect were also locked in the ring.

"There's already a genius on the scene!"

Suddenly, a loud shout came from among the many monks.

All the monks' eyes were fixed on the ring.

I saw that after everyone was silent for a long time, a Tianjiao shouted: "I'll come first!"

The person who came was a young man wearing the costume of the Tianjin Sword Sect!

After seeing this Heavenly Golden Sword Sect disciple appear, a monk immediately shouted.

"Isn't this Yang Cheng.." ？

"I heard that Yang Cheng is a yellow-level nine-rank spiritual root."

"And Yang Cheng also knows a lot of big guys..."

"I don't know how many long knives Yang Cheng can attract."

After Yang Cheng took a few deep breaths, he calmed down with his breath, and slowly moved forward with firm steps in front of everyone's eyes.

He knows very well that if he wants to get attention today, it is not enough to talk about talent, it is better to win with courage.

He was the first to come out and also set a good result.

Yang Cheng believes that with his knowledge, he will be able to get a good result.

He believes that his potential is definitely no worse than anyone else's.

When Yang Cheng walked under the ancient knife pool, his footsteps stopped, and he raised his head, only to see the ancient knives swimming everywhere in the sky.

"The head of the Golden Sword Sect, the Great Elder, the Second Elder..." Soon Yang Cheng called out the names of the three strong men.

Suddenly, thirty-seven ancient knives flew directly into the sky above Yang Cheng, surrounding his whole body, constantly flying, and setting off his whole person into a blue-white light.

"Thirty-seven ancient knives"!

Many Tianjiao, their eyes are 'confused', and they don't know whether this achievement is good or bad.

Some of the foundation building seniors who were watching caused a 'commotion'.

"This son is not bad, he actually attracted thirty-seven handles!"

"Such a result, although it is not the top, but it is definitely not bad!"

"The first one achieved 37 strokes, which is very remarkable."

The head of the Golden Sword Sect smiled at this time, and said: "Yes, this result is very good, I remember that your name is Yang Cheng, originally you were just a low-grade spirit weapon long knife, but you were the first to stand and reward you with a middle-grade spirit weapon treasure knife!"

"Thank you, boss!"

Yang Cheng's expression was 'excited', he took the initiative to stand up, and he actually received such a good reward.

As the voice of the head of the Golden Sword Sect fell, a long knife suddenly flew out of the Hundred Swords Pool.

The knife is three feet and one inch long, the blade is dark iron and thin, revealing a faint cold light, and the handle of the knife is a golden dragon carving, which looks extremely majestic and the blade is extremely sharp.

After the long knife circled in the air, it flew directly into Yang Cheng's hand.

"This is a medium-grade spiritual weapon treasure knife..". A monk shouted excitedly.

All the monks looked at Yang Cheng with envy.

If they had known that if they were the first to stand up, with such a good reward, they would definitely be the first to stand up.

Many Tianjiao in the ring, seeing this scene, immediately woke up, and their eyes were full of 'glamorous' and envious.

"I'll come, I'll come, I'll come the second!"

"Let me come first!"

"Damn, then I'll be the third one!"

The originally silent ring, in an instant, boiled, extremely lively, all by one, all of them were scrambling to participate in the assessment.

With the beginning of the assessment, Tianjiao in the audience completely understood that attracting thirty-seven ancient knives was really extraordinary.

Because the highest one they know is the head of the Golden Sword Sect, and the spiritual root is not particularly good, they have only attracted more than twenty ancient swords, which cannot be compared with Yang Cheng at all.

Of course, there are also some powerful geniuses who have attracted more than thirty ancient knives.

A long knife of the lower grade spirit weapon will immediately fly out of the hundred knife pool,

This Golden Sword Sect's long knife is not known to be many times better than the long knife in their hands.

So the moment these monks got the long knife, they carried it on their backs.

Holding the long knife he got from the ancient knife pool in his hand, he carefully wiped it down.

"I'll take the test!"

When this assessment was carried out halfway, a loud shout echoed, attracting the attention of the audience.

Because of this person, it is Jian Zhouyan!

Jian Zhouyan is a genius of the Golden Sword Sect, and his skills are above the sword technique.

All the monks were curious about how many ancient knives this Jian Zhou Yan could induce.

In front of everyone's eyes, they saw Jian Zhouyan coming to the group of ancient knives, and his expression suddenly became serious, which made the hearts of the people around him tighten.

"Huang Laozu, Chen Laozu, the head of the Golden Dao Sect", Jian Zhouyan shouted.

At the moment when he finished shouting, there were fifty-five ancient knives, and their figures quickly rushed over, surrounding Jian Zhouyan's body, constantly flying.

"Jian Zhouyan is really remarkable, he actually triggered fifty-five long knives?" a monk stood up in astonishment and said.

At this moment, there seemed to be an earth-shattering thunderbolt that fell on the hearts of all the monks and Tianjiao!