In the ring, the referee saw that Ou De gave Ou Lun a sword, and he didn't say anything, as if he didn't see it, standing on the edge of the ring, watching the development of the situation.

He also knew very well in his heart that the current competition was no longer something he could manage, and just now it was Aotian who took the initiative to ask the opponent to change the sword, what else could he say.

"Boy, today Lao Tzu will use this peerless sword to teach you what the sky is high and the earth is thick!" Ou Lun threw his long sword out of the ring, then crossed the sword and said coldly.

"A peerless sword?" Aotian smiled secretly in his heart, a yellow-level top-grade sword is a peerless sword, so the Xuan-level top-grade sword on his body is not a divine sword.

However, the sword he refined was said to be a peerless sword, and he was still very happy in his heart, so he couldn't help nodding slightly and said, "Well, it is indeed a peerless sword!"

Ou Lun ignored Aotian's words, but retreated some distance, and a layer of blood once again filled his body.

Dealing with a kid who was eleven or twelve years younger than himself, he still didn't bother to sneak attack.

Seeing that Ou Lun was ready for battle, Aotian was no longer verbose, his inner body was running, and a thin layer of blood qi overflowed from his body as protection.

But at the moment when the blood qi overflowed from the surface of Aotian's body, the audience suddenly exclaimed.

Even Ao Wuyuan, Ao Changfeng and other Ao family members looked at Ao Tian in surprise, their eyes full of disbelief.

"Martial artist, this kid is a martial artist!"

"It's incredible!"

The exclamations in the stands surged like a tide, and everyone was stunned to see the layer of pale red blood qi that permeated the surface of the Aotian body.

Although they all knew that Lu Dao Aotian was very powerful and his talent was also very perverted, they never expected that at the age of only eighteen or nineteen, he was already a martial arts powerhouse.

Stepping into the realm of martial arts at such a young age, this talent is simply a demonic existence.

At this moment, Ou Lun in the ring was also stunned by the scene in front of him, he just thought that Aotian was just young and frivolous, and he didn't know the height of the sky, but he didn't expect that this kid really had arrogant capital.

But after the surprise, the murderous intent in Ou Lun's eyes was even stronger.

Such a demonic genius, he must do everything possible to strangle it in the cradle, otherwise the Ao family in the future will really step on the head of his Ou family.

"Boy, look at the move!" The long sword in his hand flashed, and Ou Lun's figure had already reached the front of Aotian, and he immediately stabbed out with a sword, and a trick of the Ou family, Jiaolong, went out to sea and went straight to Aotian's chest.

Ou Lun's Jiaolong went to sea, which was far faster than Ou Xingchen's several times, but despite this, it was still no faster than Aotian's galloping body martial arts.

Therefore, just as Ou Lun's long sword stabbed, Aotian's figure flickered slightly, and he easily dodged his sword.

But Ou Lun's swordsmanship is very high, and the speed of collecting the sword makes Aotian also admire.

And after retracting the sword, it immediately swept out, heading straight for the Aotian horizontal slash.

Seeing Ou Lun's sword slashing horizontally, Aotian didn't panic at all, and as soon as his right hand flipped, there was already an extra sword qi swallowing long sword in his hand, and then a sword broke through the air, and immediately met Ou Lun's sword that came horizontally.

"Qiang-" The two swords collided, and the sword in Ou Lun's hand broke in response, but the long sword of Aotian was like a broken bamboo, and it went straight to Ou Lun's body and slashed it.

Before Ou Lun could be frightened by the breaking of the sword in his hand, his body was extremely embarrassed and dodged backwards, narrowly avoiding the sword that Aotian slashed at.

But before he could stand still, he heard a sharp sound of breaking through the air, and immediately saw a fierce sword qi shooting straight towards his feet.

Seeing this, Ou Lun's face changed greatly, his feet exerted force, and he jumped backwards again for a distance.

And the fierce sword qi also slammed into the top of the ring, and suddenly split the ring made of solid boulders into a hideous opening.

Seeing this scene, the surrounding audience was stunned again, and couldn't help but let out bursts of exclamations.

"So, what kind of martial arts is that?"

"It should be supernatural powers, right?" some viewers who didn't know anything about Xuan-level swords guessed wildly.

But there are also many knowledgeable viewers who have heard of the Xuan-level sword, so when they saw the scene in the field, they couldn't help but say in surprise: "Yes, it's the Xuan-level sword!"

"That's right, that Aotian is using a Xuan-level sword!"

"He actually has a Xuan-level sword, is it ...... Could he really be the youngest Royal Swordsmith!"

"Quite possibly!"

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In the ring, Ou Lun was also extremely shocked to look at Aotian in front of him, as well as the sword in his hand.

Although he had never seen the Xuan-level sword with his own eyes, he had also heard that just now Aotian shot out a fierce sword aura, and he had already determined that the sword in Aotian's hand must be the legendary Xuan-level sword.

"He actually has a Xuan-level sword, no wonder he is so arrogant!" Ou Lun was shocked in his heart, if according to the records in the book, the Xuan-level sword can easily break through the blood and qi defense of the martial spirit, and even the blood and qi protection of the martial king can be broken, which shows its terrifying power.

Moreover, he could infer the power of that sword qi from the extremely deep crack that the sword qi had just split into the hard countertop.

Ou Lun knew very well that if Aotian used the Xuan-level sword against him, then he would definitely not have the slightest chance of winning.

"Alas—what a pity!" Aotian cut off the sword he had refined, feeling a little distressed. But he knows very well that there is a person who must be a hundred times more distressed than him, and that person is Oude.

So I couldn't help but look at Ou De, who was staring at Ou De who was standing in the Ou family's seat with his eyes staring and his mouth half-open.

In the Ou seat, Ou De saw that the sword he bought at a sky-high price was cut off by Aotian's sword, and his whole heart was broken.

But what made him even more reluctant to accept it was that Ao Tianzhen was the youngest royal swordsmith.

"I'm really sorry for the Ou family master, I just accidentally cut off the sword you bought for fifteen million gold coins—hehe, but I still have a yellow-level mid-grade sword that I refined before, do you want it, I can sell it to you cheaper!" As he spoke, Aotian took out the yellow-level mid-grade sword from the storage ring.

The shape of this sword is almost the same as the sword in Olen's hand, especially the row of thunder symbols on the spine of the sword, which is simply identical, making people look like it is from the same person.

Hearing Aotian's words, Oude really fainted with anger.

Is he angry with himself in Chiguoguo?

But even so, he was helpless, he could only blame himself for being too underestimated, so he fell in love with this kid again and again, and was teased by him again and again.

"Could it be that the head of the Ou family thinks that this quality is too low? Then this Xuan-level superb sword in my hand - no, your Ou family can't afford it, and this sword is what I am going to give to the county king!" Aotian saw that Oude's face had become extremely ugly, and the anger in his eyes was about to erupt. But he wasn't afraid that Oude's anger would burn him, so he continued to add fuel to the fire, hoping that he could burn himself directly or blow up his anger.

Hearing Aotian's words of humiliating himself, Oude was really about to explode, but Aotian is a royal swordsmith master, and he is a count and nobleman, according to the etiquette, he has to bow on one knee when he meets, and he doesn't dare to offend Aotian in front of the king of the county.

And what Aotian said just now is extremely clever, presumably now the king of the county has blossomed in his heart, and he will definitely protect Aotian.

So no matter how much anger he has, he can only swallow it in his stomach.

Seeing that Ou De was already so angry that his old face turned pale, he sat back in his position, and his whole body kept trembling.

Aotian finally felt that he had taken another bad breath for his father.

However, compared to the pain and suffering that his father had endured for more than twenty years, this little bit of wretchedness that he had suffered was nothing.

"Oude, today I just collected a little interest from you for my father, your old life, I will get it for my father sooner or later!" Aotian's eyes flashed with murderous intent, and he said coldly in his heart.

After saying this, Aotian couldn't help but glance at the Seventh Princess on the VIP seat, and sighed helplessly: "Alas-I hope that the Seventh Princess will go around me once for the sake of me being a royal swordsmith!"

In fact, Aotian revealed his identity as a royal swordsmith in public, mainly for three purposes: one is to hope that the king of Zhenbei County can be partial to the Ao family because of himself, and the other is to deter the Ou family and let the Ou family restrain their arrogance over the years.

The third point is that he is forced to be helpless, if he does not prove that he is the royal swordsmith, I am afraid that as soon as the competition is over, the seventh princess will order to gouge out his eyes.

Throwing away all the distractions in his heart, Aotian looked at Ou Lun in front of him again, with a harmless smile on his face, and said, "Don't worry, I don't care to use a sword against you!"

As he spoke, Aotian immediately put the sword in his hand into the storage ring, and the color behind him sank slightly, his right hand clenched into a fist, and pointed at Ou Lun and said, "Take out all your strength and compete with me!"

Hearing Aotian's words, Ou Lun came back to his senses from the horror, and immediately his face sank, and his eyes once again showed a majestic killing intention, and he immediately snorted coldly and put the broken sword in his hand in front of him.

In fact, Ou Lun was most afraid of the Aotian Xuan-level sword.

Now Aotian doesn't plan to use the sword, he still has the confidence to beat Aotian in his heart, after all, in his opinion, Aotian's blood level is just a lower martial artist, so no matter how strong he is, how much stronger can he be than that Aozhengyi.

A layer of blood once again permeated the surface of Aotian's body, and his right hand was spread out, and his fingertips beckoned, signaling Ou Lun to let the horse come over.

Seeing Aotian's provocative appearance, Ou Lun's brows furrowed, a cold glint flashed in his eyes, and he suddenly rushed towards Aotian with the strength of his feet.

"Death!" With a loud shout, the broken sword in Ou Lun's hand suddenly tore through the air and slashed diagonally towards Aotian.

But at this moment, Ou Lun only felt a flower in front of him, and the proud figure disappeared from his field of vision.

Seeing this, Ou Lun was shocked, and immediately stopped the offensive in his hand, swept his gaze, and quickly captured Aotian's figure.

"Here!" A cold shout suddenly came from behind him, which couldn't help but make Ou Lun's heart tremble, and his back suddenly broke out in cold sweat.

turned his head to look, but saw Aotian standing half a meter behind him, with a hint of mockery on the corner of his mouth, and said, "You are too weak!"

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