Because the two of them came back a little late, the event was about to start on the second day, so Leng Feng proposed that he take the flail to the mine after the event, and the flail naturally understood this. Pen fun and pavilion www.biquge.info

During the grand event the next day, Flailan inexplicably felt a fluster, not afraid, but the general feeling that something was about to happen, perhaps it was "recognized" with the cold wind, so that it had some connection with the Sword Forge Villa, so it was this sense;

"Hehe, I didn't expect it, there are nearly 10,000 swords on both sides of this road alone!" Flail walked on the road with emotion, and finally came to a huge basin, at the end of the road there was a stone tablet, which read: Sword Pond two words, these two words are written vigorously and powerfully, look closely, Flail Lan feels that each stroke of these two words is like a sword move, and clearly feel the sword intent surging between the lines;

Walking into the basin, it is also filled with all kinds of swords, densely packed and countless, no wonder it is named Sword Pool; Come to the bottom of the basin, look around, not to mention that there are two hundred people already waiting there, and those who participate in the Heroes Conference are also many people are invited to come, standing in front of everyone is the first few young men of the Heroes Conference.

Yesterday, Leng Feng also explained to Flail what a person from the True Sword Sect is, the disciples of the True Sword Sect must be a person with a unique attainment of the sword to be selected, and he entered here because of the abnormal changes in his body, which caused a unique physique, so he was exceptionally included in the True Sword Sect. Sword Sect, but what kind of physique it is, he doesn't know, because the master said that his physique is not yet fully formed, and he needs to go further to determine, and he will be told in detail then; and right now, Leng Feng is standing in the center of the field, which is the closest position of the divine sword that is about to be born;

"Thank you for coming and participating in this grand event of the birth of Excalibur. An old man in a sword suit talked eloquently, "The emperor lives up to his wishes, after three thousand years of hard work and several generations of hard work, the sword has finally been cast. ”

"I'll go, three thousand years!" said Flailan, surprised.

"Young master, don't be so ashamed, how many eras have you praised your sword. Xuelan said, "And this is only three thousand years, as long as you can transcend the sainthood, three thousand years is really nothing." ”

"Yes. "For the two old antiques of Blood Orchid and Kunwu Sword, there is really nothing to show in three thousand years.

The rest of the time was the old man's narration of how the Sword Forge Villa struggled, how hard it was, a series of clichés; it seemed that it was all boring words in the Blade Villa, if it wasn't for the end of the event to go to the mine, the Blade Castle would have left long ago, but the people in the Sword Forge Villa listened to the old man at the moment, all of them were full of blood and pride on their faces.

"The people of this sword-forging villa are so shameless, this sword is clearly forged by a cadre, but it hasn't been completed yet. Just as the flail was drowsy, a rebellious voice sounded.

"Huh?" Following the direction of the voice, Flail saw that the person who spoke was Dongfang Yue, "What is this guy going to do? Isn't it a slap in the face in public? If you want to die, you can't choose this method." Flail muttered to herself.

Dongfang Yue's mind moved, and he took action; although the masters in front of him were around, he still rushed towards the divine sword in the center of the basin; when Leng Feng saw Dongfang Yue's abnormal movement, he immediately turned into a sword qi to meet him.

As soon as the two of them moved, some people began to act, and Li Xiong and an old man in black robe also rushed forward, but they were all stopped by the old man of the Sword Casting Villa.

"Hahaha, I really didn't expect that I would still see this good show. Chu Yi laughed and stepped back, looking lively, and some of the people of those forces retreated, and some of them stood in place, and the wine fairy was the representative of standing in place.

"Hey, do you think I really wasn't your opponent at the beginning?" Dongfang Yue retreated, then continued to move forward after landing on the ground, and at the same time picked up dozens of swords stuck in the ground and attacked Leng Feng.

Flails were also puzzled, "How could this Dongfang Yue be so bold, can Poison Moth Zhai compete with the Sword Sect?" With questions, Flails found that the people of the various forces around him, whether they were retreating and saying that they had not moved, did not react to Dongfang Yue's behavior, and they all looked at the people of Sword Casting Villa, and everyone had a division of labor, staring at different people, it seemed that there had already been a division of labor, and only those who did not have these small actions were those people of the top forces, especially the wine fairy.

"What's weird?, why are these people from the secondary forces looking at each other, as if they have a conspiracy?"

Over there, Dongfang Yue skillfully controlled dozens of swords, attacking the cold wind at different angles, and the speed and way of these swords were also different, some were slow, some were fast, some were directly piercing, and some were spinning.

"Edgeworth!?" Leng Feng saw at a glance that this Dongfang Yue was actually using the sword, which was a very clever way to use the sword, but how could a person who used poison have such a good swordsmanship?

Leng Feng was still calm in the face of the imperial sword, the white long sword in his hand turned into a wave of light curtain, and the flow disintegrated the sword of the Dongfang Yue Imperial Envoy, and made it fall to the ground one after another, and it was arranged in an order; ”

"Young Master, don't be presumptuous, after all, you haven't practiced the way of swords, and your path, even if you have the same conditions, may not be inferior to Cold Wind. Sword Spirit comforted, "After all, you also have killing intent. ”

"Thank you. Flail Lan smiled slightly, usually the sword spirit mocks herself, but every critical moment the other party still cares about herself, "But I really want to practice this sword way, but I don't know how to get started." ”

"This is not easy, young master, this way of sword is the most elusive and powerful way of attack in this world, usually cultivated since childhood, but young master, you not only understand the artistic conception of water, but also obtain the killing intent of the white tiger, not only that, but also perfect it, this is not counting the artistic conception of thunder that you are good at; ”

"Well, what you said makes sense, it's like that Dongfang Yue, and then the sword has reached the level of the sword, but it is still broken by the cold wind one by one; Flails also agreed with what the sword spirit said, "But when the opportunity comes, I still have to learn it." ”

"Let it be. Sword Spirit said a word and stopped persuading, anyway, if Flail really had such an opportunity, she would also agree with Flail to try, after all, her body is a sword, and it is still an incomparable sword.

"Hey!" Dongfang Yue was a little stunned when he saw that the other party had broken his sword so skillfully, but he didn't mess up, he reached out and pulled up a dark red sword with a golden handle from the ground, but he didn't have to worry about the problem of weapons in this sword pool;

And at this time, those who participated in the grand event had already fought with the people of the Sword Casting Villa, and it was the people of the top forces who didn't make a move, and the wine fairy who had been paying attention to the flail picked up the wine gourd and drank it at this moment, while slowly walking towards the edge of the sword pool.

Dongfang Yue drew two long swords again, transported the poison skill, filled the sword body with poisonous gas, and attacked the cold wind again like a storm, vowing to break through the opponent's defense, but the cold wind was impregnable, so that Dongfang Yue had no gaps to enter.

"Why doesn't Leng Feng attack?" asked Flailan, who still didn't understand a little in pure swordsmanship.

"His kendo seems to be too conservative, although his attack power is not small, but it is still worse, the problem is the same as the original Luo Qinghan, if he fights you longer during the hero conference, he will improve even more. "The sword spirit solves the confusion of the flail.

"Well, it's a pity that I misunderstood him at the beginning, he discovered the Four Extremes Sword Cultivation Technique on my body, and I thought he couldn't be cultivated. Flail Lan couldn't stop nodding, "If I use a sword, it will definitely be an indomitable way to attack and kill." ”

"Look, the cold wind is fighting back. Sword Spirit said suddenly.

I only heard the sound of "oh", this is the sound of the weapon breaking, what makes the flail blue puzzled is that it is actually the sword of the cold wind, but just now the sword spirit clearly said that the cold wind wants to fight back?

After the white sword in Leng Feng's hand was shattered, he quickly moved his fingers into a sword, driving the crumbs of the white sword, spinning and breaking through Dongfang Yue's sword net, all of which hit Dongfang Yue's dantian position, and severely damaged it.

"Although Leng Feng's sword is not bad, it is not an imperial soldier after all, and he can't withstand his sword intent at all, so once he can't bear it, it's time for him to fight back. The sword spirit explained the reason for his counterattack just now.

"It's a surprise. Flail added, and then touched his left ear unexpectedly with his left hand, "No sword can compare to this one." ”

"......" Sword Spirit didn't say anything, but his heart was very warm.