After Tu Shi finished speaking, the golden sword in his hand danced there, 'Zizi'.

When this sword slashed on the ground, it directly scraped the starlight, and even left a deep mark on the ground.

"Sharpen stones like mud!"

The night wind exclaimed, but the Aoki sword in his hand trembled, 'buzzing'.

It seems to be scared, but in fact, the sword has spirituality.

The juniors who were watching were still shaking their hands because they thought the night wind was afraid, and they laughed one after another, "This kid, I'm scared!"

"Look, his hands are shaking!"

Night Wind stared at the sword in his hand with a curious look, "Does this sword dislike me?"

Although Night Wind came from his soul, he was particularly interested in swords, especially with the memories of his past life fused in his mind, and he knew a lot of information about swords.

For example, the sword is not spiritualized and spiritual.

The sword without spirituality belongs to the mortal class, and the subdivision has a low-grade sword.

This kind of inferior mortal sword is similar to that used by most people in the rivers and lakes.

But the mid-grade sword is extremely sharp.

A high-grade sword can sharpen stones like mud.

The best sword can sharpen iron like clay.

This stone-slaying sword belongs to a high-grade mortal weapon without spirituality, sharpening stones like mud.

For Lin Luo and the drunkard's sword, it is a spiritual spirit sword, which can shine on its own without injecting any vitality, but this sword is divided into two kinds, knowing the master and not knowing the master.

Knowing the master, naturally means knowing the master, only when the master uses it, can it be very convenient, and the one who does not know the master is Lin Luo, anyone can use it.

At this moment, the Aoki sword in the hand of the night wind, although it looks like ordinary wood, it can recognize the master, and it resists, as if it dislikes the night wind.

This made the night wind sigh a little helplessly, "It's too weak, even the sword dislikes me!"

Some clear-eyed old men did not laugh at the night wind like those juniors, but introduced it there, "This sword is not a mortal weapon, it is a spiritual weapon with spirituality, and it is also a superb spiritual weapon, and it will know the Lord!"

"That's right, Lord of Knowledge, unless you are strong enough to control it, you can't use it at all. ”

Some of the old people introduced them one by one, and the juniors suddenly realized, as if they were teaching them a lesson.

Tu Shi listened to the old men's talk, but he was even more panicked in his heart, and even muttered, "I can't even control the sword, how can I get on this?"

The drunkard standing in the room was very calm, and the wine jug in his hand was still poured there, seemingly calm, but the ancient stream was unhappy, and he had to make the drunkard embarrassed.

So Gu Liu became more vigorous, and shouted to the slaughter stone outside the house, "What's the matter?

Tu Shi was very passive, neither on nor on, nor on it, and Night Wind took a deep breath, adjusted his mentality, and then clenched his sword, and then injected vitality.

This Aoki Sword, sensing the blood of the night wind, instantly stabilized as if seeing the king, and the green light bloomed.

"This!"

Everyone present was stunned, and some juniors wondered, "What's going on?"

"Senior, explain quickly!"

Some old fellows stammered, "The sword surrenders voluntarily!"

"What? The sword surrendered?

The scene was chaotic, and the drunkard's eyes showed a strange light.

As for Gu Liu, as the owner of Gu Yun Sword Village, he knows the spirit sword deeply and takes the initiative to surrender, there are only two possibilities, that is, the person who uses the sword has a very terrifying talent or a very strong cultivation.

But the night wind was only six stages of cave qi, so Gu Liu's heart who was sitting there had already been shocked, "Could it be that this kid has a really terrifying talent?"

Some old people stared at the night breeze as if they had seen a good seedling, "This kid, if you can learn swordsmanship well, you will definitely become a sword saint when the time comes!"

Sword Master, that's the honorific title that a man with a sword dreams of.

However, in the entire Tiangu Continent, there are less than a hundred people who can be called Sword Saints, and there may not be ten people in the Southern Heaven Domain.

It's enough to see how much these old guys appreciate the night wind, and they can't even hold back the Gu Liu who is sitting there, but when they think of the drunkard here, they muttered to themselves, "No, I have to be calm, otherwise I will let this drunkard play another game!"

I only heard Gu Liu pretend to complain with a straight face in the hall, "Being talented doesn't mean that you will definitely be able to learn swordsmanship!"

Those old guys knew that Gu Liu was angry, and they didn't say much, but their eyes were staring at the night wind, wanting to see what level his swordsmanship was.

Tu Shi stared at the night wind and was embarrassed, "Little brother, I'm sorry!"

"Come on!" Night Wind was in a good mood after seeing that the sword was quiet, and he even wanted to try the results of his cultivation during the day.

Tu Shi took a deep breath and shouted, "Look at the move!"

Tu Shijin's big sword was raised, the vitality was injected, and a sword slashed towards the night wind, and the night wind lifted the sword with one hand, stabbed, slashed, and horizontal.

It was the sword shadow, the sword shadow, the flowing sword shadow, and the three shadows, as if they were going one after another, as if they were striking three swords in one breath.

The people present were stunned, especially the old guys who stammered, "Triple Sword Shadow?"

Tu Shi quickly withdrew his sword and blocked it in front of him, but as soon as he resisted the sword qi of the sword shadow, the second sword shadow fell from the top of his head.

This frightened Tu Shi took a step back, dodging the sword slashing shadow, but he couldn't dodge the last sweeping sword.

I saw that the green sword shadow was like a meteor flashing, and the speed was very fast.

Tu Shi was immediately hit in the right arm, 'poof'.

A streak of blood seeped out.

"This!"

The scene was quiet, and Tu Shi's face changed, especially when he saw the hair-thin wound on his right arm, and looked at Night Wind with a shocked expression.

Night Wind admired this Dacheng's swordsmanship, "It seems that I haven't practiced in vain today!"

Those old guys said one by one, "If you can connect such a sword technique, it seems that he has at least reached the Dacheng realm." ”

"That's right, you're one step away from reaching the peak!"

Ascending to the peak is naturally the highest level of swordsmanship, and Dacheng is also the result of Night Wind's cultivation for a day today.

This made Ye Feng feel very happy, and even looked back at the stunned Tu Shi with a sense of accomplishment and said, "Accept it!"

Tu Shi embarrassedly put away his sword, "It seems that I am too worried!"

Those juniors also looked stupid, and the old people stepped forward one by one to ask, "Little brother, what quality of swordsmanship do you have?"

"Superb Yellow Grade. ”

When everyone heard that it was the best yellow level, they gasped one by one, and some people even asked, "Did it take you ten years, or five years, to cultivate to this realm?"

Night Wind suddenly fell silent, for he was afraid to frighten the old men by speaking out, but the drunkard laughed and said, "What are you doing here?

Everyone was embarrassed, but the drunkard teased everyone, "You old guys, it is estimated that after cultivating for half a lifetime, swordsmanship may not be good at anyone." ”

Although these people are not convinced, they are helpless, after all, most of the swordsmanship practiced by these people is high-grade, or even medium-grade, and it is not the best swordsmanship.

Not only that, these people have indeed cultivated for most of their lives, but they have only cultivated swordsmanship to the middle level, and the only one who has achieved great success is the owner of the village in the hall.

I saw the drunkard turn around and look at Gu Liu, and Gu Liu's heart was in turmoil, and the blood in his body was even boiling, staring at the night wind as if he saw a baby.

"Owner, is he qualified to test the sword?"

"Yes, yes!" The ancient ghost nodded wildly, but when he found that something was wrong, he immediately turned back to his senses with a straight face, "Test the sword?

"Don't forget, what you just said. The drunkard looked at the unconvinced owner as if he was not smiling, but the owner was still 'angry'.

One got up and walked in front of the night wind, "Don't think that if you have a little swordsmanship and talent, you dare to try your sword!"

"I, I want to try!"

Night Wind still wants to find a sword to take advantage of, after all, I experienced a good sword just now, and it is really a different feeling, as if the sword is a part of myself, and it is very smooth to cast.

"Okay, then I'll see how you die!"

Gu Liu said something, but he was a little reluctant, but when he saw the drunkard's smile, he finally glared at him and hummed, "Don't be complacent!"

After speaking, Gu Liu led the way in front, while the surrounding disciples and the older generation followed.

...

After a while, the night wind was carried into a cave, where the howl of ghosts and wolves could be heard.

Not only that, but there is also some turbid demonic aura around.

"You can see the demonic energy with the naked eye?"

Night Wind was a little surprised, after all, in Cloud City, he could only see it after he was demonized, and at this moment, the demonic aura was so thick that it could be seen with the naked eye.

"Boy, come on, I'll see what you can do to shake this sword!"

Gu Liu was in front, pointing to a sword in front of him, and Night Wind walked inside, and when he saw the sword, the whole person was moved, and he was no longer the kind of calm and unconcerned about himself.