"The divine weapons created by you have their own merits, and it is a pity to damage any of them, according to the old man's opinion, how about a tie in this game?"

He proposed this, in fact, there was a certain amount of truth, after all, the flying sword forged by Zhang Ye defeated Yin Wenbin in terms of craftsmanship, but if it was purely harder, Zhang Ye's jade sword would definitely not be his opponent.

Giving in and tying is the best ending. After all, the inferior immortal stone that the Great Elder had in mind did not have to worry about falling into the hands of the Heavenly Soldier Pavilion.

Of course, if he said this as a patriarch, he had already surrendered his identity, and if he didn't give face, I was afraid that he would completely offend this great elder.

Yin Wenbin thought about it, but he was obviously not prepared to give face to the Great Elder, and said: "The people of the Heavenly Soldier Pavilion will either win or lose, and there is never a tie!"

Yin Wenbin bit the words of the Heavenly Soldier Pavilion very hard, although he was only an insignificant Jindan disciple in the Heavenly Soldier Pavilion, but this was a face-saving duel, if the matter of Yin Wenbin and Zhang Ye tied was passed back, then he wouldn't want to mix in the Heavenly Soldier Pavilion.

Yin Wenbin didn't give any face, this great elder was offended a lot, and his murderous anger surged: "You want to use the Heavenly Soldier Pavilion to suppress me? believe it or not, the old man can kill you with one palm!"

"As a master of the Yuan Infant, the Great Elder is as easy as killing me. Yin Wenbin put his hands behind his back, without the slightest fear, "But the younger generation's master has always protected his shortcomings, if a disciple in the door is bullied, he will inevitably return a tooth for a tooth, an eye for an eye, if it accidentally affects the Lingtai Sect, it is the fault of the younger generation......

Yin Wenbin smiled sadly, as a disciple of a first-class sect, he naturally had the confidence to call out the ancestor of the great family.

"You!" The Great Elder was furious, he wanted to slap Yin Wenbin to death with one palm, but he had to worry about the Heavenly Soldier Pavilion's revenge afterwards, what if he also used the same means to deal with the disciples of the Lingtai Sect?

At this moment, Zhang Ye stepped forward and said, "Great Elder, I don't agree to make peace either. ”

Yin Wenbin didn't want to tie it, but he didn't expect Zhang Ye to continue the game, which made the eldest elder angry, he tried his best, and even bullied the small with his reputation, ready to resolve this fight, but he didn't expect Zhang Ye to jump into the fire and couldn't pull it.

"Forget it, I don't care!" Both of them wanted to continue to compete, but the Great Elder had to give up indignantly, thinking that when Zhang Ye lost the immortal stone in a while, it would be the same to find Yin Wenbin to exchange for him, maybe it would be better than Zhang Ye, the iron rooster.

Of course, this was just a complaint from the Great Elder, and he still hoped that Zhang Ye would win.

Yin Wenbin looked at Zhang Ye with interest and said: "Dare to continue to compete with me, it is commendable courage, but victory belongs to me after all." ”

After Yin Wenbin finished speaking, as if for the sake of demonstration, he grabbed a flying sword with a medium-grade magic weapon from the Qiankun bag, and cut it down with a sword with the high-grade magic weapon he had just created.

The shining medium-grade magic weapon, like tofu, was instantly cut in two by the high-grade magic weapon, and the incision was smooth, which showed the sharpness of the high-grade magic weapon......

Many monks gasped, although there was nothing for the high-grade magic weapon to cut off the medium-grade magic weapon, but the key was that this was the sharpness of the flying sword itself without using spiritual power!

In addition, Yin Wenbin destroyed a medium-grade magic weapon, and he didn't blink his eyes, he was worthy of being a disciple of the Heavenly Soldier Pavilion, and he was rich!

The monks looked at Zhang Ye, who was now less and less confident.

Zhang Yeke didn't have such a brain-dead to cut off the medium-grade magic weapon to demonstrate, besides, he didn't have a medium-grade magic weapon in his hand, he just said: "Okay, don't fix these things that you don't have, hurry up and finish the competition, I'm going to close the door." ”

Yin Wenbin saw that Zhang Ye didn't dare to try the sword, so he looked even more contemptuous, and said: "Since Boss Zhang is in a hurry to close the door, let's start!"

Yin Wenbin paused, and there was a hint of conspiracy in his eyes: "Boss Zhang, for the sake of fairness, we will take the flying swords we have built to collide with each other, and we are not allowed to use spiritual power, until the flying sword of one side is broken, and the intact one wins, how about it?"

This gamble, not compared to the grade of the flying sword, but stronger than anyone, was unfair from the beginning. If that's all it takes, it's even more unfair to ask both sides to cut each other with swords.

Zhang Ye seems to be just a minor monk in the Qi refining period, while Yin Wenbin is a Jindan cultivator, and the Jindan master is much higher than the Qi refining monk in terms of physical fitness and swordsmanship, and with the blessing of swordsmanship and strength, Yin Wenbin's probability of winning is much greater.

The Great Elder frowned, stepped forward and said, "It's too much of a deception, Zhang Ye, I'll help you fight the sword!"

As a master of Yuanying, the Great Elder has a lot higher swordsmanship and physical fitness than Brother Jindan, Yin Wenbin wants to bully people with his cultivation, how can the Great Elder sit idly by?

However, Zhang Ye shook his head: "Thank you Great Elder for your kindness, but I want to cut off his sword with my own hands!"

Yin Wenbin forgot about the stubble of the Great Elder, and was originally shocked when he heard him say that he wanted to help Zhang Ye test the sword, but now that Zhang Ye said that he wanted to play by himself, he made up his mind and said with a smile: "That's right, only when you play by yourself can you feel the thrill of victory!"

Seeing that Zhang Ye was so stubborn, the Great Elder sighed, and didn't want to say anything more.

Zhang Ye and Yin Wenbin stood face to face, and Yin Wenbin suddenly said: "By the way, Boss Zhang, I don't know if the flying sword you forged has a name?"

Without waiting for Zhang Ye to answer, Yin Wenbin said complacently: "Just now I thought of a good name for my flying sword, it is called Slaughter Lingtai, you say, is it extraordinarily domineering?"

As soon as the words of slaughtering Lingtai came out, the monks present scolded angrily: "Yin Xiao'er, you dare not put my Lingtai Sect in your eyes!"

"Believe it or not, I won't let you see the sun tomorrow!"

Yin Wenbin deliberately showed a surprised expression: "I forgot that the Lingtai Sect also has the word Lingtai, it's a sin, but it's just the name of a sword, the dignified Lingtai Sect, it won't have this belly, right?"

The Jindan monks were angry and were about to make a move, but the Great Elder stopped everyone, and then said solemnly: "The Lingtai Sect still has the amount of tolerance for people, but when the old man goes back, he will send a letter to the Heavenly Soldier Pavilion, but he wants to ask the tutor of the Heavenly Soldier Pavilion!"

The words of the Great Elder were already strongly condemned, but Yin Wenbin was noncommittal, with a third-rate small sect like the Lingtai Sect, the Heavenly Soldier Pavilion didn't have to take it to heart at all.

At this moment, Zhang Ye said loudly: "What a coincidence, I also gave the flying sword a four-word name." ”

There was a hint of ridicule in Yin Wenbin's eyes, and he asked, "How is it compared to my Slaughtering Spirit Table?"

"I don't dare to say that it is more domineering than Your Excellency's name, after all, Zhang is shallow in knowledge, and all he thinks is some vulgar words, but it also has a different taste. Zhang Ye said with some humility.

"Haha, Boss Zhang is still a little self-aware!" Yin Wenbin also felt that these countrymen couldn't come up with any good names, but how to have a different taste, he was still a little curious, and continued to ask, "What's the name?"

"This sword of mine is called the Hanging Heavenly Soldier. Zhang Ye looked a little embarrassed, "I used some indiscriminate words, but it made you laugh......

Hanging and beating the heavenly soldiers?

"What a hanging soldier, what a word for inferiority!" The monks present only felt a bad breath and clapped their hands.

The Great Elder was also on the side, rubbing his beard and chewing these words with satisfaction, as if he was reciting a popular psalm, full of relish.

And Yin Wenbin, his face was pale, he named the Slaughter Spirit Platform in front of him, insinuating; Zhang Ye then came to a hanging and beating heavenly soldier, which meant something, after all, Yin Wenbin was from the Heavenly Soldier Pavilion!

"Speak wildly!" Yin Wenbin was furious.

"Ah, I forgot that the Heavenly Soldier Pavilion also has the word Heavenly Soldier, it's a sin, but it's just the name of a sword, the dignified Heavenly Soldier Pavilion, won't there be no such belly?" Zhang Ye also showed a surprised expression, and returned Yin Wenbin's previous words as they were, which made everyone even more addicted!

"In addition to forging swords, what I am most convinced by is his mouth!"

"Haha, I don't want to think about it, who can pick up a bargain from the iron rooster?"

Yin Wenbin's face was hideous, and he only felt that there was a breath in his chest that was uncomfortable, and he gritted his teeth and said: "Sharp teeth, I want to see if your flying sword is as sharp as your mouth!"

"Boss Zhang, take it!" Yin Wenbin raised his flying sword, regardless of whether Zhang Ye was ready or not, he smashed it down with all his strength, although he did not use cultivation, but the strength of Monk Jindan himself was also extremely terrifying.

Yin Wenbin's sword shrouded Zhang Ye, and he did this not only to defeat Zhang Ye's flying sword, but also to kill Zhang Ye in one fell swoop!

"Zhang Ye, get out of the way!" the Great Elder found the clue and reminded him loudly, and at the same time, he moved his body and prepared to step forward to stop him.

But Zhang Ye didn't dodge, just raised the flying sword in his hand and blocked it horizontally.

There was a hint of pride in Yin Wenbin's eyes, although the Great Elder rushed to stop him, it was definitely too late. As for the flying sword that stood in front of Zhang Ye, it was even more vulnerable in his eyes.

Hanging and beating the heavenly soldiers? Joke! Slaughtering the Lingtai is about to become a reality!

Yin Wenbin's sword, as he expected, had no obstacle at all, and passed directly through Zhang Ye's sword, he pulled hard, ready to split Zhang Ye in half, but he never thought that this swing would be light in his hand......

Yin Wenbin was stunned, why, only half of the sword in his hand was left?

Don't...... Not only Yin Wenbin, but even the Great Elder also reacted, just now the two swords clashed, I thought that Zhang Ye would be cut in two with the sword, but I never thought that Yin Wenbin's sword was cut in two instead. As for Yin Wenbin, he felt that there was no obstacle at all, which showed that Zhang Ye's sword was extremely sharp!

"Jade Iron, how can it be so sharp?" Yin Wenbin, as an experienced forger, instantly understood the problem, Zhang Ye's sword could cut off his own sword, not because it was strong, it was completely because of its sharpness!

It is like saying that a man can break a sharp arrow, but a sharp arrow can also kill.

Of course, Yin Wenbin's forged sword, in addition to being strong, is also unparalleled sharp, but it failed to leave a hole in Zhang Ye's sword, so it was cut in two, there should be no such sharp sword in the world, or, there should be no one who forged such a sword!

Before Yin Wenbin could come back to his senses, Zhang Ye swept out with a sword: "It's my turn." ”

He has never been a soft-hearted person, especially someone like Yin Wenbin who wants to kill him.

Yin Wenbin was shocked, and immediately retreated to avoid it, and at the same time, he took the broken sword to meet it!

With a bang, without hindrance, the broken sword broke again, accompanied by a few bloody fingers falling to the ground, Yin Wenbin covered his right hand and howled in the sky.

Zhang Ye stood with his sword in his hand, smiling: "Hanging and beating the heavenly soldiers, sure enough, the sword is as its name!"