"The reason why we are called the Four Great Weapons Workshop is because of the blessing of the Sword Society, since you Liang Aotian thinks that we have occupied this name for a long time, it is natural that we can change. As long as your sword is good enough to keep us down, we're willing to give it up. ”

Zheng Yuan stroked his sleeves, very casually and calmly.

Zhou Heng and Mei Zhao stood with their hands in their hands, and they didn't have much emotional fluctuation in response to Liang Aotian's words, as if they were listening to a trivial matter that didn't concern them.

On the contrary, it was Shi Zhongtian, his brows furrowed deeper and deeper, he clearly knew that Liang Aotian was a stumbling block for them, and he was putting pressure on them.

In the future, even if they still have the name of the four major weapons workshops, after what Liang Aotian says now, if he can't take out the spirit soldier or the sword he takes out is not against the opponent's sword, his future business will inevitably be greatly affected.

"The four bosses are really bold! Then let's talk with our swords!"

The confident words fell, Liang Aotian turned his body to face the crowd in the audience, and then took a step forward, his eyes fixed on a young man in a black windbreaker in the audience: "Miao Xiaoyou, as the person who bought the most swords in my Liang Arsenal this year, you will open this box." ”

After that, Liang Aotian tilted the long wooden box in his hand slightly, and the mouth of the box was facing the young man in the windbreaker under the stage.

"Boss Liang, I'm coming!"

The young man in the windbreaker named Miao Feng was stunned for a moment, then reacted and looked happy, and then shook his shoulders and walked quickly onto the high platform.

"Boss Liang, thank you for giving me this opportunity! I just don't know how this sword is!" Miao Feng rubbed his palms, looked at Liang Aotian with a smile on his face, and said tentatively.

Liang Aotian waved his hand and said with a faint smile: "Miao Xiaoyou, open it yourself and see for yourself! You are also a person who understands swords, so you should be able to judge its grade." ”

"Hmm!"

Miao Feng nodded heavily and put his right hand on the lid of the box.

Click!

With the crisp sound of lifting the lid, a ray of red light burst out from the inside of the box and came into everyone's sight.

"There is light, spirit soldier!"

Miao Feng's eyes lit up, a fine light shot directly out of his eyes, his cheeks jumped slightly, and a shocked voice blurted out.

Even though he had seen Liang Aotian with confidence on his face before, he had already made some preparations in his heart, but when he saw the red glow with his own eyes, he was still shocked by the sword in the box.

Spirit soldier, what he is holding in his hand is a spirit soldier!

Spirit soldiers, weapons chased by martial artists!

A martial cultivator of the same level, if someone has a spirit weapon, he can far surpass his opponent in battle, which can be described as a tiger with wings.

Usually only when they reach the realm of the spirit master will they compete for the spirit soldier, because only when the spirit energy is released can the spirit soldier exert its power.

Of course, there are some big families who are not among them, and they may compete just for the collection, just for the sake of face.

As for how rare the spirit weapon is, it can be seen from the fact that only one sword has appeared at the Sword Discussion Conference in the past five years.

No wonder Boss Liang is so confident and dares to face the four major weapons workshops alone. ”

"Although I expected it, I still couldn't suppress the excitement in my heart! It's a pity, no matter how good the sword is, we can only get through it without money, and it has become a dream to get started. ”

"The sword that radiates light is really better than seeing it for a hundred times! The spirit soldier is indeed not comparable to ordinary swords, there is a heavenly curse between them!"

......

At the moment when the lid was lifted, the audience suddenly exploded, and the noise was extremely loud. One by one, they were all gearing up and excited.

"Boss Liang, I wonder if you can lend me the sword to take a look?"

Zhu Youheng stepped forward quickly and looked at Liang Aotian expectantly.

"Absolutely!"

With a smile on the corner of his mouth, Liang Aotian took the spirit soldier from Miao Feng's hand and handed it to Zhu Youheng's hand.

"Good sword!"

Feeling cold, Zhu Youheng couldn't help but exclaim, he had dealt with swords for decades, and this was the best sword he had ever touched. This sword, the body of the sword is straight, and the appearance is not too fancy, but its cold blade shines in the sun, revealing an awe-inspiring sword intent.

"Boss Liang, can you let us see how sharp this spirit soldier is!"

"That's it, let's see how he differs from ordinary swords!"

In the audience, one person shouted, and in an instant, a hundred and ten people echoed.

"Everyone, since you want to see it, then I'll show you someone. ”

Liang Aotian's gaze swept over everyone in the audience, nodded with satisfaction, and then pulled out a piece of square iron from his waist that had been prepared.

"Boss Zhu, please put the sword down! I'll let everyone see how sharp it is. ”

"Boss Liang, what do you mean by this?

Zhu Youheng glanced at the iron piece in Liang Aotian's hand, and just put the sword flat in his mouth, before he finished speaking, the other party held the iron piece in his right hand and swung it towards the blade.

"Whew!"

The iron piece is split in half and is effortless.

"The blade is like autumn frost, and the iron is sharpened like clay!!"

Zhu Youheng's expression was stunned, and after coming back to his senses, a fine light flashed in his eyes, giving a very high evaluation.

Sharpening iron is like sharpening tofu, it is worthy of being a spiritual soldier, this is a good sword!"

Offstage, Xia Hanmeng seemed to realize that something was wrong after he burst out of foul language, and hurriedly covered his mouth with his right hand, trying to save his image as a lady.

However, it was already too late, Wang Xiaohu and Zhuo Bufan had already cast strange eyes, and Shi Hao couldn't help laughing.

"You dare to laugh at me! You kid wants to die, don't you?!"

Xia Hanmeng glared at Shi Hao, with a cold chill in her eyes, if it weren't for the other party sitting next to Chu Bei, her show fist would have already landed on the other party's face.

"I've never seen the world, it's just a first-class spirit soldier, look at how excited you are!"

Shi Hao glanced at Xia Hanmeng with disdain, and his words were full of banter.

"Shi Hao, your guts are getting fatter and fatter! You dare to look down on me! Okay, I'll see what grade of sword your Shi family can come up with? Don't even have a nine-grade sword!"

Xia Hanmeng snorted coldly, clenched his fists and waved at Shi Hao, with a thick threat.

"At least I won't let you down. Shi Hao shrugged his shoulders and slammed back forcefully.

"Interesting two guys. ”

Looking at Shi Hao and Xia Hanmeng bickering, Chu Bei couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth.

"Boss Liang, are your spirit soldiers auctioned? In previous years, the spirit soldiers were all auctioned!"

Everyone in the audience recovered from shock and surprise, and then shouted excitedly.

"Since the spirit soldiers were auctioned off in previous years, then I, Liang, naturally can't break the rules! I can't let everyone come for nothing, right? No matter what, everyone has to participate together!"

After that, Liang Aotian took the spirit soldier from Zhu Youheng's hand and placed it in front of his body. The red glow emitted by the sword body looked even more demonic against the backdrop of the sunlight.