"Phew!"

Gong Wu inserted the blazing sword embryo into the vat filled with water from the Spirit Spring of Biyun Spring, and the water and fire were fierce, and suddenly there was a piercing sound, and a white mist rose up.

This is an important part of sword casting, tempering.

The more powerful the sword, the more it needs to be tempered again and again until it reaches the most perfect state that the material can support.

According to legend, thousands of years ago, the great master Candle Youzi used the furnace of heaven and earth to cast the Tianwu Sword with the iron pillar treasure Tie Tianwu Emperor Lin Ze hidden in the heavenly pillar of the imperial palace of the previous dynasty. The previous name of that lake was only recorded in the history books, and most of the later people only knew that the lake is now called Sword Lake, which is the place where the founding sword of Great Xia Tianwu Sword was born!

"Huang Xiaonian, what's going on?"

Gong Wu walked over with his hands behind his back, his face was as heavy as water, and asked Huang Xiaonian, who was still in a sluggish state.

Huang Xiaonian was shocked, he knew that although his master had a very bad temper, he would constantly make a face to him, the only apprentice, in fact, the old man would rarely be really angry, and if he was really angry, he would call himself by his full name.

"Master, I'm ......"

The stout young man opened his mouth, speechless.

Facing Cen Gongzi before, he hadn't seen if there was a problem with the horseshoe that kicked the cloud oolong horse, and the ghost sent the god to lead this disaster to the head of the young Qi Heng, and his intentions could not be described as evil.

The big shopkeeper Feng walked to Gong Wu's side without a trace, and whispered: "Brother Gong, don't worry, let's see what happens." ”

Gong Wu's eyes narrowed slightly, looked at the tense posture, and nodded, expressing approval.

"Boy, dare to hurt my brother, it seems that you are tired of life!"

The young squire shouted angrily, strode forward, and rushed over with a sword in a thunderous manner, and the blade of the sword was pointed directly at Lynch.

"So fast!"

Lynch was slightly startled, and immediately felt that this person was not simple, and he was not an ordinary realm warrior.

"Huh!"

He dodged and dodged, and his attendant stabbed the air with a sword.

This squire has superb swordsmanship, and he is about to change his move and slash horizontally, however, he has not had time to flip the vertical sword surface horizontally, and his right hand is pinched into a fist mark, and a punch is struck, hitting the sword side.

"Zheng ......"

With a scream, the long sword body shook and trembled, and the sound of the sword roared in a string.

The attendant was so shocked that his five fingers were stinging, and his sword was unstable, so he hurriedly changed to holding the sword with both hands to take precautions.

The black-bearded old man hurriedly said: "Cen Yang, don't be reckless!"

Where will Cen Yang listen, before the old man's words fell, he rushed forward again.

He was carelessly frustrated, but at this moment he naturally became serious, only to see that his swordsmanship was exquisite, his sword path was smooth, and his sword was swift, and he quickly grasped the initiative and gained the upper hand.

After all, Lynch was bare-handed, how could he dare to resist the opponent's sword with his flesh and blood, and he could only use his skillful footwork to dodge and dodge. He has already made a move, there is no need to hide clumsy, while dodging, while looking for gaps or flaws, waiting for an opportunity to counterattack.

Under his guidance, Cen Yang spared no effort to attack, but every time he missed, he couldn't hurt him. One man, one sword, one indomitable, straight in, unconsciously fell into the trap of his rhythm.

After more than a dozen rounds, Cen Yang performed fast swordsmanship, one sword was faster than another, and he handed out more than thirty swords one after another in one breath, but unexpectedly, the strength was difficult to continue, the sword suddenly slowed down, and the sword power was weak.

"There it is!"

Lin Qi's eyes were bright, waiting for this moment, and without hesitation, he grabbed the sword with both hands.

However, just as the two palms came together, firmly clamped the long sword, and was about to forcibly seize the sword, the corner of Cen Yang's lips set off a small arc, looking like he had succeeded in his plan.

"Wow!"

The next moment, the lightning flashed, and Cen Yang's arm and sword turned into a brilliant blue.

Lynch's arms were numb from the electricity, his blood and bones were in severe pain, his whole body trembled, and his upper body was instantly drowned in a crackling blue electric light.

At this critical moment, only hearing the sound of "bang", he stomped his right foot fiercely, and the hard and thick stone slab exploded, and he stepped directly out of a pit. With the help of this reaction, he swept away, and his hands were separated from the thunder-filled sword......

With his back against the wall, he barely stood firm, his arms trembled, soft and weak, his hands were scorched with electricity, and his palms were even more fleshy.

He hurriedly mobilized his spiritual power, penetrated his whole body, especially the two arms that were the most injured, and secretly recovered his strength, "The power of thunder and lightning, are you from the Thunder Clan?"

Cen Yang flicked his sword, the electric light converged, the blue light dissipated, and the ordinary appearance exuded an unusual elegant and heroic spirit, and in an instant, it seemed that he had changed from a small attendant to an eye-catching protagonist.

"Outlander? I don't even know about our Feng Lei Cen clan!"

The old man stepped forward, stared at Lynch, and said loudly: "We are not ThunderClan, but we are distant relatives of ThunderClan, with the blood of ThunderClan on our bodies, and we have inherited the power of thunder and lightning. ”

"Wind Thunder Clan?"

Only then did Lynch notice that in addition to the maid, a young man, an old man and a young attendant, all three of them wore the same family emblem totem, which were two intertwined swords, one with the word "thunder" and the other with the word "wind".

"What a strong thunder force!"

He grew up in Duke Lei's Mansion since he was a child, and grew up with Lei Xian'er and Lei Heng, and he knew a lot about the Thunder Clan, and secretly sighed that this person had mastered such a powerful and pure thunder power at a young age, and he was really a genius.

Cen Xuanming scolded angrily: "What's the matter, don't you take this kid down for me quickly!"

Cen Yang pointed at Lynch with his sword and said in a deep voice: "If you are captured, you can avoid the pain of flesh and skin." ”

Lynch straightened up, stretched out his arms, clenched his already numb hands, picked up the sledgehammer standing by the wall, and stomped on the part of the hammer that connected it, leaving only a piece of wood less than three feet long. The opponent is strong, and it is still the thunder sword technique unique to the Thunder Clan bloodline, which arouses his desire to win.

"Get out of the way! get out of the way......"

The patrol team crashed into the people watching the excitement and rushed over.

The patrol captain originally didn't want to follow him at all, and planned to wait for the son of the Cen family to finish the trouble, and then come to clean up the mess, but when he heard the movement of the battle, he couldn't sit still.

"Stop it!"

The captain of the patrol arrived before he could make a sound.

This shout came out, as if ringing the battle bell, Cen Yang and Lynch rushed forward at the same time, and started a fierce battle again!

Lynch held a wooden stick, of course, he didn't dare to fight with the opponent's sword, but he still repeated his old tricks, flashing and wandering with light and treacherous footwork, waiting for an opportunity to move. However, as the so-called one inch long and one inch dangerous, he used wood as a sword and performed the "rain sword technique", and the attack power was doubled, which was not trivial.

Sure enough, this time Cen Yang did not have the absolute upper hand like before, under the opponent's tricky and strange attacks, he was suppressed everywhere and everywhere, and his fast swordsmanship was completely unleashed.

The ordinary sword paths such as stabbing, teasing, picking, and slashing, under the help of this young man, are particularly sharp, and they always catch him off guard and cannot be guarded.

"Razer spit letters!"

Cen Yang urged the thunder power, and with a "hum" sound, a blue lightning burst out from the tip of the sword, which was four or five feet long, and was super powerful.

Seeing a large stream of lightning sweeping over, Lynch bent his knees slightly, kicked the ground with both heels at the same time, and flew out at a high speed.

Since Cen Yang had spent a lot of spiritual power to use this trick, he would not be allowed to easily escape and chase after him.

Lynch took advantage of the situation to flip, his feet were facing the sky and his head was on the ground, and the five fingers of his right hand were pushed apart, supporting the ground, and pushing the boat down the river, flying by force again. Such a difficult action would never have been possible if it weren't for the kung fu of "five fingers supporting the clouds" to the point of perfection.

"Ka!"

He flew upside down to the wall, made a deep footprint with one foot, and flew without hesitation.

Cen Yang's thunder sword slashed through, marking a stunned scorch mark on the wall, and the destructive power was really amazing.

Seeing that the young man swooped over from the oblique side at an astonishing speed, and was about to unleash the close-range stab of the sword that went sideways, he hurriedly changed his move, and the horizontal sword took a defensive position, "Thunderbird spreads its wings!"

The blue light burst out, and the twin blades of the sword emitted a brilliant and dazzling electric light, as if two long wings had been spread, directly covering his upper body.

In an instant, the two clashed!

"Bang!"

With a loud bang, the wooden stick shattered, and the thunder sword was beaten into the air, spinning like a windmill and inserting it into the high roof, and the thunder light quickly faded, revealing a dark sword body covered with thunder patterns.

With the foresight given to him by a pair of sharp eyes, Lynch saw it very accurately, and smashed it into the sword surface of the thunder sword with a fierce stick, and the power was so great that the thunder sword was directly out of his hand. However, after all, a wooden stick is a wooden stick, and it can't withstand that huge force, and it will explode into crumbs when it lands.

When he was about to smash a fist into Cen Yang's shoulder and defeat him, he saw that although his opponent was not panicked, with a cold smile on the corner of his mouth, he pinched the sword finger with his left hand, pointing at his head.

"Not good!"

Lynch's complexion changed suddenly, and without hesitation, he hurriedly retreated, and an inexplicable aura leaked from this person, making him palpitate.

"Wind Sword!"

A thumb-thick sword qi erupted from the empty scabbard on Cen Yang's waist, and with a scream, it stabbed at Lynch!

Lynch was afraid that it would be too late to escape, how could he dare to confront the sword qi that contained an astonishing qi. And this sword qi is like being alive, under the guidance of Cen Yang's sword finger, chasing Lynch and flying away, the speed is very fast, and it will run through the buckets, walls and other obstacles along the way, and it will pass through, which is really sharp.

Seeing this situation, the people who stretched their necks and widened their eyes to see the excitement ran away in fright, lest one accidentally suffered a transparent hole in his body, and the scene was out of control for a while.

Cen Xuanming's face turned blue with anger, and he scolded angrily: "Cen Yang, stop it for me! Your wind sword is so violent, what if you kill someone?"

Cen Yang didn't expect that he was actually forced to use the wind sword, and he felt that it was really a bit too radical, so he controlled the sword qi from afar, stopped the pursuit, and flew to the roof instead, wrapped around the lost thunder sword, pulled it out and flew back to the scabbard......

The black-bearded old man looked at Cen Yang, unable to hide his excitement, and sighed secretly in his heart: "A hundred years have passed, and my Wind and Thunder Cen's Wind and Thunder Twin Swords have finally been born again!"

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