There was a loud thud from the Tower of Swords.

The people who were unscrupulously approaching the sword array of the earth gate turned back one after another, and when they saw the tower gate wide open, Shizun Wuyi slowly walked out with a strange-shaped sword in his empty hand.

Everyone was shocked, immediately lowered their weapons, and naturally divided into four groups to kneel neatly in front of the stone steps below the sword-casting tower. Heaven and earth took this opportunity to step forward to help Tianwei loosen his bonds.

Everyone: "See Master!" ”

It's only been a few days, and the master has become full of scum on his face. What's even more surprising is that the black hair on the right side of his body is completely white, and the whole person has lost weight, and he looks not only exhausted, but also like crazy.

"This sword god can defeat the fears of everyone!" Wuyikong waved in the direction of the sword test stone, and the huge sword test stone actually broke in half in response to the sound.

The people were shocked!

A white eagle glides past from a low altitude.

The sword in Wuyi's empty hand made a metallic sound, but no one except himself heard it. He repeated to himself the sound of the sword: "Who made the blacksmith who boasted of the charcoal fire and made the common equipment; Who made it to destroy......"

The people looked at each other, not knowing why.

"Don't kill the flesh, only break the bondage...... If the sword spirit awakens, he will understand that his mission as a sword is to protect and not kill! Wu Yikong looked at the sword in his hand and smiled, "-Shenxing Sword!" Whatever is made against you, you will not use it. The method of direct transmission of the mind has been abolished; Those who understand the language of the sword have the true heart of the law. Who of you can hold the sword of God? ”

The blades of the swords in Wuyi's empty hands swept through the crowd one by one.

A slanting sun pierced through the clouds. The reflection of the sword surface, the rain on the ground and the water vapor in the air after the rain blended and refracted, and a round of white light spread out from the tip of the sword in a circle, covering the body of Wuyi Kong in a round of clear snow-colored arcs, forming a clear contrast of white and yellow with the surroundings.

There was silence all around.

The four great sword masters all wanted to get up, but when the tip of the sword pointed at them, they didn't dare to act rashly, for fear that if the crazy Wuyikong accidentally swung their swords, their fate would be like a broken sword test stone.

At the end, in the silence of all the dumb people, there was a firm voice from Tianwei: "The disciple can hold it!" ”

The stubborn and crisp voice, like a rainbow after the rain, ripples layer by layer in the air floating in the yellow sand. Wu Yikong threw the Shenxing Sword in his hand to the ground. The tip of the Shenxing sword instantly sank into the ground, and the sword body stood straight on the ground, like a restrained gentleman.

Wu Yikong took off the inheritance jade seal from his waist and groaned: "Tianwei stepped forward!" ”

In the wind, the figure of Tianwei moving forward passed by heaven and earth, the eyes of the two unconsciously met, the eyebrows of heaven and earth frowned, and the expression on their faces was complicated and difficult to understand. His forbearant gaze made Tianwei's heart flash a trace of unease, but she restrained the feeling of this moment, she had only reached Sword City on foot for several years, and her goal in life was to become a supreme swordsmith! Without pause, she continued to move forward, half-kneeling in front of the stone steps.

Wu Yikong: "The twenty-eighth generation head of the King Kong Sword Alliance has no Yikong, and now the position of head will be passed on to the twenty-ninth generation of disciples——"

A broken sword stabbed from behind in an instant!

The crowd exclaimed! Wu Yikong lowered his head and stared at the remnant sword that killed him, which was also engraved with the logo of the King Kong Sword Alliance. He knelt down weakly, slowly closed his eyes, exhaled the last breath of melancholy, and his face became extremely relaxed.

Mo Tong, who was standing behind Wu Yikong, had long gray hair dancing wildly in the wind and sand, his eyes were trance-like and empty, obviously crazy. Her right hand holding the sword opened slightly, and the falling sword fell with the empty body. She hugged the majestic body from behind, and said sadly: "The rules of the ancestors can't be broken, you can't pass on women, you just have to pass on women, so that our family is ruined...... The rules of the ancestors cannot be broken, and women cannot be passed on ......"

The four great sword masters suddenly came back to their senses, and the shocked gazes of the four quickly shifted from Wuyikong and Mo Tong to the Shenxing Sword standing on the stone steps. The four of them exchanged glances keenly, the hands of heaven and earth pressed the hilt of the sword on their waists, and the heavenly fire, heavenly water, and heavenly wind also pressed the hilt of the sword on their backs, and a murderous aura arose.

Finally, Tianhuo took the lead in swordsmanship.

Tianshui, Tianfeng, and Tiandi also attacked one after another.

The disciples of each sect followed their respective sword masters and fought on the stone steps.

At this time, Tianwei was still kneeling on the ground, and she was the only one, still crying for the death of her master. The scene of a group of men fighting in front of him gradually became empty in the light of tears. This city used to be a legend in her heart! It is a legend that she and her father crossed the sea of death and took years to arrive! These men are the ones she heard from her father from the beginning of her babbling - swordsmiths.

What does a true swordsmith look like?

In the midst of tears, there is only a figure of no empty responsibility, purity, and repentance, which is true!

The red gaze of the twilight sky passed through the group of men fighting on the stairs, and fixed on Wuyikong's body. Fighting in front of her master's eyes, she felt that none of these people were worthy of continuing the inheritance of the Divine Sword.

Heaven and earth and heavenly water, heavenly fire and heavenly wind, have been inseparable. Tianwei's eyes were changing from sadness to determination, and she suddenly got up and rushed forward.

Almost at the same time, the Shenxing Sword inserted on the ground actually took the initiative to pop out of the ground like a rhinoceros in its heart, and flew straight and fast towards Tianwei.