As the words of the swordsmith fell, the audience suddenly fell into silence.

Everyone looked at Mo Yu in amazement, and kept letting out sounds of surprise.

"What, this son is the murderer of the disciple of the Sword Forging Master?"

"I heard that it wasn't a silver-eyed young man named Mo Yu who killed that Sun Wuji?"

"Mo Yu... Could it be that he is Mo Yu? ”

A series of whispers filled the audience, and no one expected that such a dramatic change would occur at the moment when the champion of the refining conference was about to be revealed.

The new champion of the refining tournament turned out to be the murderer wanted by the sword casting master?

"Oops..."At the stone platform, Feng Mu and Lan Yingying looked at each other, and their complexions changed suddenly.

The two of them were naturally very clear about Mo Yu's true identity, and they originally thought that they would be able to successfully conceal this refining conference, but they did not expect to be exposed by the sword casting master at such a critical moment.

"Oh, this son turned out to be the ink feather." Qiu Yuanqiao, who was on the side, heard the constant whispers around him, his gloomy eyes narrowed slightly, and he immediately seemed to think of something, and a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Since coming to the Western Regions, he has also heard about Mo Yu, who has been in a uproar recently, and naturally knows about the contradiction between the latter and the swordsmith master.

As one of the five elders of the Instrument Alliance, a veteran eight-rank refiner, even he, Qiu Yuanqiao, is under a lot of pressure in the face of the sword casting master.

However, now this sword-forging master actually came forward in person and accused Mo Yu of being the murderer of his apprentice.

In this way, the ownership of the champion of this refining conference may still be a little variable.

Thinking of this, when Qiu Yuanqiao looked at Mo Yu again, he couldn't help but have a playful look on his face.

At this time, on the high platform, hearing that the sword casting master obstructed him from announcing the ownership of the champion, the old soldier's face also sank suddenly.

On his side, the beautiful woman Cai Ya and other high-ranking members of the Instrument Alliance were also surprised, and their eyes were full of surprise and shock when they looked at Mo Yu.

Xiao Huohuo, the disciple of the old soldier, turned out to be Mo Yu who killed Sun Wuji?

"Forge the sword, Hugh is nonsense, the refining conference respects weapons, whoever refines the most powerful weapon is the champion, as an elder of the Weapon Alliance, how dare you break this rule!"

The soldier stepped out in one step, came to the opposite of the swordsmith master, and shouted.

"Hmph, Bing Li, the origin of this son is unknown, and with a superb thunder power, it is extremely similar to the person who killed my disciple.

I'm sure he's Mo Yu, and you, are you the murderer of my apprentice!? ”

The swordsmith didn't let it go at all, and his old face was full of murderous intent and looked at Mo Yu.

Hearing this, Mo Yu's brows also frowned slightly, he didn't expect that although his disguise technique was passed, he exposed himself in the process of absorbing thunder.

When he was in the Western Wilderness City, the Yuan Devouring True Thunder and Black Gold Thunder Pill he used had suffered a lot even from the Tang Family Ancestor and the Black Sword Elder, so with the Sword Casting Master's want, the entire Western Regions knew that Mo Yu was a powerful thunder powerhouse.

Although there are many strong people who have thunder attribute fighting energy on the mainland, it is indeed extremely rare to use the power of thunder so exquisitely and terrifyingly like Mo Yu, and even the people of the Wind Thunder Pavilion do not have this ability.

Therefore, as soon as the sword-forging master said this, countless viewers looked at Mo Yu and faintly believed this guess.

The soldier's face sank, and he shouted angrily: "Casting a sword, whether he is Mo Yu or Xiao Huohuo, as long as he can refine the strongest weapon in this refining conference, he is the champion, do you want to violate this rule!?" ”

When the words fell, the beautiful woman Cai Ya, the swarthy man and Master Huishan glanced at each other, all showing a touch of helplessness, and then the beautiful woman said.

"Elder Sword Forging, what Elder Bing said is right, the matter between Ling and Mo Yu should be put aside for the time being, and the rules of the ownership of the champion cannot be broken."

Regarding the dispute between the swordsmith and the soldier elder, the three beautiful women didn't want to interfere in it, but if they didn't award the championship to Mo Yu, then it would fall on Qiu Yuanqiao.

This kind of situation is obviously not what the Weapon Alliance and even all the refiners want to see, so even if they offend the Sword Casting Master, Cai Ya and the others have to open their mouths to persuade them.

Hearing this, the sword forging master's face also sank, if only the elder soldier stopped it, with his current strength and prestige, it was not impossible to refute, but if several other elders of the Instrument Alliance stood on the side of the elder soldier, then with his own strength, it was obvious that he would not be able to stop Mo Yu from winning the championship.

However, this sword-forging master is also a scheming person, and when he suppressed his anger, he immediately thought of something, looked at Mo Yu and sneered.

"Hmph, even if his strength can win the championship of the Refining Weapon Conference, but if he does it sneakily like this, wouldn't it be a humiliation to my Weapon Alliance?

Unless he can reveal his true identity, wouldn't it be a joke for my Instrument Alliance to spread it!? ”

The refining conference is a famous event on the mainland, and the previous champions are also hot figures on the mainland, so there are very few incognito people, after all, this is the supreme glory of the refiner.

Therefore, the request of the sword forging master is indeed not excessive, even if it is the beautiful woman Cai Ya and other elders, they don't want the incomparable glory of the championship of the refining conference to be awarded to a disguised figure.

Otherwise, it will be spread in the future, whether the champion of the refining conference is Xiao Huohuo or Mo Yu, this is not in vain to make people laugh.

The old soldier also hesitated at this time, he naturally understood the mind of the swordsmith master, which was to force Mo Yu to admit his identity.

As long as Mo Yu's identity is exposed, even if he gets the champion position, he will also fall into an extremely dangerous situation.

Seeing this, Mo Yu groaned slightly, the reason why he was disguised earlier was just to avoid the interference of the sword casting master, and he wanted to win the championship of the refining conference smoothly.

Now that the championship is about to arrive, he doesn't mind using Mo Yu's identity to take it in a dignified manner.

As for the threat posed by the Sword Forge Master, he was not unprepared!

Thinking of this, Mo Yu looked at the sword-forging master and sneered: "Old horseman, don't you want to know my true identity, then I'll show you!" ”

As the words fell, Mo Yu's palm slowly rested on his cheek, and with his movements, the eyes of everyone in the audience were also projected, holding their breath and concentrating.

The next moment, I saw Mo Yu tear it gently, and a disguised mask as thin as a cicada's wings was removed, and the handsome face and bewitching silver eyes were suddenly revealed in front of the world.

"This son is... Mo Yu! ”

On the audience, everyone looked at the face that was almost exactly the same as the one on the wanted notice, and they all showed a look of shock.

The character who once made a lot of noise, even won the championship of the refining conference, is this son really a demon?

"In that case, the old man declared... The final champion of this year's refining conference. That's it, Mo Yu! ”

Seeing Mo Yu showing his true identity, the soldier elder also glanced at it worriedly, but when he thought of the honor of being the champion of the refining conference, the corners of his mouth also showed a smile of relief, and he quickly announced.

At the same time, I also hope that for the sake of Mo Yu winning the championship of the refining conference, the sword-casting master can be afraid and restrained.

Hearing the short and powerful words of the soldier elder, countless eyes suddenly gathered on the silver-eyed young man, and after a while, the deafening cheers resounded earth-shatteringly.

Even a discerning person could see that Mo Yu and the Sword Casting Master had an irresolvable hatred, but at this moment, at the moment when he won the championship of the Refining Conference, Mo Yu was undoubtedly the most dazzling existence in the audience.

When many young and beautiful women saw the peerless handsome beauty revealed by Mo Yu's mask, their eyes couldn't help but shine with little stars, and the rippling spring water flowed under their eyes.

Lan Yingying and the others also looked at Mo Yu who was receiving the attention of tens of thousands of people with envy, and the latter at this moment was undoubtedly the most dazzling protagonist of this film.

The champion of the refining conference, this is a symbol of seniority and a peak powerhouse, because the champions of the refining conference of the past dynasties, as long as they do not fall, are all powerful existences in this world in the end.

This is enough to make others understand what amazing potential that seemingly thin young man has.

Bei Hao stared at Mo Yu with a resentful face, there was jealousy in his eyes, but more than that, it was a kind of resentment, but when he looked at his teacher, the corners of his mouth couldn't help but show a sneer of schadenfreude.

"Mo Yu, I didn't expect you to win the championship, but my little junior brother is rumored to be the illegitimate son of my teacher, you killed him and came to participate in the refining conference, you really want to die!"

When the whole audience cheered for Mo Yu, above the sky, the face of the sword casting master was as cold as ever, he looked at Mo Yu and said in a cold voice.

"You are Mo Yu, and you are finally willing to admit your identity, today, I want you to pay for my life in vain!"

Today, the sword forging master has only met Mo Yu for the first time in the true sense, and his eyes are filled with incomparable killing intent.

"Forge the sword, Mo Yu is the champion of this refining conference, that is to say, he is already the honorary elder of my weapon alliance, you must not do it without permission!" When the soldier heard this, he hurriedly stopped.

"Hmph, Bing Li, you can't stop me, I'm going to kill this son, who in the Instrument Alliance dares to stop me!?" As the words fell, the powerful aura of the Sword Forging Master suddenly surged out.

At the same time, the sword-forging master looked at the beautiful woman Cai Ya and the others, and saw that although several people frowned slightly, they did not have any intention of hindering them.

After all, the reason why they dissuaded the Sword Casting Master just now was because they didn't want the championship to fall into Qiu Yuanqiao's hands, and now that this possibility has been ruled out, it is impossible for them to fight against the Sword Casting Master for the sake of Mo Yu.

Seeing this, the soldier elder frowned slightly, but he didn't say anything, the Instrument Alliance was a loose organization, and it was impossible for him to give orders to several other elders.

"Forge the sword, no matter what, I won't let you touch the ink feather!" The soldier elder stood in front of the swordsmith and said sharply.

Hearing this, the sword-casting master frowned slightly, and then sneered: "Bing Li, I already knew that you were going to stop me, so, do you think I have no backhand?" ”

As soon as the words fell, the Sword Casting Master immediately shouted in the northwest direction, "Sword Venerable, I have you for it!" ”

"Whew!"

As the Sword Forging Master's words fell, a piercing sound of breaking wind suddenly resounded above the competition venue.

Immediately, everyone was shocked to see that a huge giant sword with a height of ten zhang was piercing through the sky and rushing over, and appeared in the sky above the square in a flash.

The giant sword trembled slightly, and then it turned into countless points of light and shattered, and on it, dozens of figures slowly fell from the sky, and then fell in mid-air.

Among the dozens of figures, the leader was an old man, slightly short, dressed in linen clothes, looking like an inconspicuous little old man among all living beings.

But the discerning people present all knew that this little old man was definitely an extremely terrifying existence.

Behind the old man, there were black, blue, red, and blue old men, all of whom were carrying a long sword with great momentum behind them, and each of them exuded a powerful and terrifying momentum.

Behind these four people, there were dozens of strong men with fierce breaths and long swords.

In the audience, countless people looked at the terrifying and powerful sword shadow in mid-air in amazement, and the majestic and amazing sword qi continued to pour out from these people's bodies, and finally directly affected the environment of this heaven and earth.

"Sword Venerable, the person at the head turned out to be the Pavilion Master of the Ten Thousand Swords Pavilion, Sword Venerable!"

"There are also the four sword elders of black, blue, red and blue, they are all figures standing at the peak of the Dou Sect, I didn't expect them to come too."

"These are all people from the Ten Thousand Swords Pavilion?"

"What are they doing in the City of Ten Thousand Soldiers? Such a terrifying battle? ”

"Didn't you listen to the Sword Casting Master, these people are all helpers he invited!"

"Helper, I see, I remembered, this Mo Yu was also hunted down by the Ten Thousand Swords Pavilion."

"In order to hunt down Mo Yu, this Ten Thousand Sword Pavilion is so popular, I'm afraid that this Mo Yu will become the shortest-lived champion of the Refining Conference in the past."

“.”

In the audience, the army of the Ten Thousand Swords Pavilion that suddenly came from the sky was in a commotion.

They also couldn't have imagined that in order to deal with Mo Yu, the Ten Thousand Swords Pavilion would actually dispatch such a big battle, almost bringing out all the top powerhouses in the pavilion.

Qiu Yuanqiao on the side was also stunned, and immediately glanced at Mo Yu with a sneer.

The joint pursuit of the Ten Thousand Sword Pavilion and the Sword Casting Master, even if there are soldiers who leave the protection, this son will most likely die!

Thinking of this, Qiu Yuanqiao couldn't help but feel happy in his heart, what if he won the championship of the refining conference, it was not a dead end!

The sword qi in the sky, like the cover of heaven and earth, slowly paused when it spread to a hundred meters around the Ten Thousand Soldiers City, and then spread out, covering the city completely, with these sword qi barriers, the Ten Thousand Soldiers City has been completely surrounded, and it is impossible to enter or exit!

When everyone in the city was panicked because of the sudden formation of the sword qi barrier, above the sky, the thin old man in linen led by him slowly walked out.

The sharp old eyes slowly scanned the audience, and the Sword Venerable quickly locked onto Mo Yu.

Immediately, a faint old voice slowly resounded throughout the audience under the mixture of majestic fighting spirit.

"Mo Yu, the old man is the master of the Ten Thousand Swords Pavilion, the death of Sun Wuji, a member of my Refining Martial Arts Hall, is related to you, follow me back to the Ten Thousand Swords Pavilion, otherwise, die!"

(End of chapter)