Three peerless first-class sword weapons, hanging on the Jianchi Lake, the waves on the lake, like a hurricane whistling by, playing one after another huge waves!

The majestic sword qi, the terrifying sword intent, and the extremely powerful sword dao coercion diffused from the three sword weapons, forming a large net.

Like three dragons poking out of the lake, staring at the sky above the middle of the lake, the broken bamboo sword held by An Le in his hand.

This scene seems quite weird, at least in the eyes of everyone on the lakeside, a little incomprehensible.

After all, most people in the world didn't know the name of the Bamboo Sword Qingshan, even the disciples in the Sword Pool Palace had never heard of the name of this sword.

Only some swordsmiths of the older generation will know how strange this tattered bamboo sword is.

And at this moment, the bamboo sword wants to open the edge, but it actually attracts three first-class sword weapons in the world, and releases the sword qi and polishes the blade for it!

What kind of weapons are there in the world that can withstand the sword qi polishing of three first-grade sword weapons?

For sword weapons, a pinji is already the limit, I have never heard of any treasure-level swordsmanship, even if it is the sword pool palace that has been inherited for a long time, it has only created a first-grade sword weapon in the past thousands of years.

The first-grade sword weapon is already a rare existence in the entire world!

An Le is suspended on the Lake of the Sword Pond.

The three strands of sword qi rose into the sky like a three-headed heavenly dragon, like three tornadoes, rolling up the water flow on the Sword Pond Lake.

An Le held Qingshan, only to feel that the pressure was huge, and he didn't even have the strength to move.

The body of the five realms of forging the body, under such oppression, is as fragile as a stone condensed with sand and gravel, and it may shatter all over the ground when touched.

An Le was extremely calm at the moment, and his mind was calm, as if he had first set foot on the path of cultivation and learned to enter meditation.

The sword qi between heaven and earth, the surging lake, and the sword groan that made the blood freeze silent, all resounded clearly in his ears.

He looked at the broken bamboo sword in his hand, which was the first sword weapon he held.

Qingshan raised the sword body high, like a proud green bamboo, even in the face of the world's three peerless swords, he was proud and disdainful.

Zhao Huangting brought him to Jinguan City, and the main purpose of coming to Jianchi Palace was to open the way for Qingshan.

This is one of Zhao Huangting's wishes.

This once world-famous old imperial uncle set foot in the Sword Pool Palace four times, but he couldn't get the bamboo sword to open the front.

When the years passed, it came to an end.

The old man passed on the sword to the young man, and the young man finally held the sword and stood in the sky above the Sword Pond Lake, waiting for the attack.

This may be the last time the old man sees Qingshan Kaifeng.

If the attack fails again this time, the old man will never have the opportunity to look at this bamboo-breaking sword that has accompanied him all his life, revealing a sharp edge that can shock the world!

An Le exhaled, and the silence around him seemed to be only the sound of his exhalation.

Forge a ...... for Aoyama

Well, let's try it.

An Le looked at the three first-grade swords, and a touch of firmness gradually appeared in his eyes.

Slowly turning the green mountain, the tip of the sword pointed downward, although every inch of flesh and blood was under oppression, but with the scriptures of the ancient scriptures of the green mountain on his body, he climbed all over his body.

The feeling of oppression gradually disappeared like a breeze.

In full view.

The people on the shore of Jianchi Lake can see the handsome young man with shirtless body, his green hair is flying, and his body is intertwined with golden scriptures, like a Buddhist angry King Kong, holding a bamboo sword, like a god and demon, suspended on the lake.

The water of the lake, which was intertwined with sword qi, suddenly rose, supporting the young man with the sword.

An Le, covered in ancient scriptures, held the bamboo sword and stomped it down.

There seemed to be an invisible sword aura exploding.

One more stomp!

The body pressed down, and the lake water that supported the body was pressed to the surface of the lake.

Finally the third stomping!

The figure with the bamboo sword, like a cannonball, shot straight at the bottom of the sword pond lake, and with a bang, the lake exploded into a circle of scattered white waves!

The three suspended one-rank sword qi, Chengying, Long Yuan and Yan returned to the nest, emitting a brilliant sword groan, and they all fell into the lake, pulling up three falling white waves, causing a violent explosion sound in an instant!

On the shore of the lake, many people couldn't help but let out an uproar, and subconsciously took a step forward, wanting to observe the situation in the lake, but as soon as they took a step, they felt the sharp sword qi sweeping over.

It made their faces turn red and they couldn't help but regress.

Lu Shisan took a few more steps because of his excitement, and suddenly he was flushed with the impact of the sword qi, and he couldn't help coughing up a mouthful of blood.

The sword qi of the three first-grade extremes was not at all something that Lu Shisan, who did not have the protection of Qingshan, could withstand.

After Lu Shisan vomited blood in front of the sword bell three times, he coughed up blood again, but he was not worried at all, but was shocked.

"This sword qi ...... Can Brother Ann really resist? Won't be strangled, right? ”

Lu Shisan was shocked.

Lu Ziwei, who was the first on the star list of Dali Kingdom, also took a step, and her slender and white palm slowly lifted, reaching out towards the aftermath of the sword qi intertwined on the surface of the lake.

The blood is surging and intertwined, and the heart is like starlight!

But it was still cut by the sword qi, and sword marks suddenly appeared on the snow-white jade-like palm, and blood was secreted.

She immediately withdrew her hand, and under her calm eyes, there was also horror like Lu Shisan.

"For the rest of the time, Hugh will get close to Jianchi Lake."

Wang Yansheng, who had created a first-grade sword swallow homecoming, was now complacent, and when he saw Lu Ziwei's movements, he smiled faintly and said.

"You don't have the unique relationship between peace and swords."

"Qingshan Kaifeng doesn't know how many days it will last, no matter whether it succeeds or fails, at the bottom of Jianchi Lake, with the protection of the old Sword Saint, there will be no accident in Anle."

"When the dust settles, he will come out."

"On the Sword Pond Lake, the sword qi and sword intent left by the first-grade sword weapon are surging, it is the best time to comprehend, you must not miss this opportunity."

"If you can comprehend the sword intent from it, and use this sword intent to nourish your sword weapons, it will be very beneficial to the sword weapons."

Wang Yansheng said with a smile, the world's number one sword-casting master who is usually short-tempered seems to have become a good-natured grandfather now.

When Lu Shisan and the other disciples of the Sword Pond Palace heard this, their faces suddenly showed excitement, without the slightest doubt, without hesitation, they all crossed their knees around the Sword Pond Lake, with their own swords on their legs, and closed their eyes to practice.

Or the mind, or the primordial spirit, burst out of the body, capturing and feeling the three sword qi intertwined in the sky above the sword pond lake.

The geniuses of the Dali Kingdom Star List looked at each other, and those who could be sent to the Sword Pool Palace to ring the sword bell were all kendo practitioners in the Dali Kingdom.

The sword qi on the Sword Pond Lake is naturally good for them as well.

But even Lu Ziwei was a little hesitant, after all, these three first-grade sword qi were the benefits of the Sword Pool Palace, and they could ring the sword bell, that was because the Sword Pool Palace did not restrict the identity of the bell ringer, even if it was the ghost cultivators and evil cultivators of the Hell Mansion, as long as they had the courage, they could also come to ring the bell.

However, the sword qi on Jianchi Lake was a special opportunity, and they naturally didn't dare to feel it casually.

As the palace master of the Sword Pond Palace, Su Musha also understands this.

looked at Wang Yansheng, who had just cast the swallow homecoming, and now Wang Yansheng's identity and status in the Jianchi Palace are definitely in the sky.

After all, as the first legendary swordsmith to forge a first-grade sword weapon in thousands of years, there should be respect and celebration.

Su Musha's identity as the palace master is definitely not comparable to Wang Yansheng at this moment.

"Let's all feel together, the sword swallow of the sword in the Jianchi Palace is a matter of congratulatory in the palace, and as the person who watched the swallow return to the nest into a sword, this is also the fate of the people."

Wang Yansheng smiled and waved his hand, not caring about these.

When Lu Ziwei heard this, she was the first to sit cross-legged, the Yuan Shen jumped out, the starlight filled her body, and she began to comprehend the sword qi on the lake.

The other cultivators of Dali followed suit, unwilling to give up this rare opportunity.

As for the boy who fell into the Sword Pond Lake, everyone could only secretly pay attention and wait in their hearts.

Of course, I also wanted to see if the young man could really open the sword in his hand that provoked the surging sword aura of the three first-grade extreme swords.

Wang Yansheng smiled and looked at the Sword Pond Lake, which was slightly rippling and shrouded in thick sword qi, with anticipation.

Whether An Le can open the door for Qingshan, he doesn't know, Qingshan's sword weapon, Wang Yansheng has also studied, but as the world's first sword caster, he can't understand the mystery of this sword.

This sword ...... It's too weird, it's too mysterious.

However, Wang Yansheng knew that if he was happy this time, he would not be able to open the way for Qingshan......

Chengying, the dragon sparrow and the swallow return to the nest, and the three first-grade sword weapons release sword qi to open the front, such a card, after this time, I am afraid it will be difficult to make it up.

The Seven Star Dragon Yuan appeared because of the birth of Yan Gui Nest, unless someone casts a first-grade extreme sword next time, it will be difficult for this sword weapon to suppress the Sword Chi Palace to surface.

As for the Chengying Sword, it was the old sword master's sword, and it was very difficult to get the old sword master's approval and sword for it.

Therefore, such a situation is unavoidable.

If it still fails......

Wang Yansheng also had nothing to say.

Su Musha, Wang Yansheng, and the excited Wan Jieliu all left the shore of the Sword Pond Lake, and the rest of the sword forgers, together with those juniors of the Sword Pool Palace, felt the sword qi on the lake with hunger.

Yan Guichao's newly-born sword qi of a first-grade extreme sword is enough to make these swordsmiths crazy, and if they learn some sword-casting experience from it, the improvement of sword-casting skills will naturally be huge.

Wang Yansheng and Su Musha were so happy, if a swordsmith who could forge a first-grade sword weapon was born among these people, then the status of the Sword Pool Palace in the rivers and lakes would even have to move further.

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Wang Yansheng and the three of them left the lakeside and returned to the outside of the messy swordsmithing workshop.

Zhao Huangting sat cross-legged on the ground, the sword qi was still intertwined around him, because the pain caused by the fire of Nirvana had already disappeared from his face, and his pale face became normal.

Gradually, the sword qi around Zhao Huangting dissipated.

He slowly opened his eyes, his eyes were transparent, and even the feeling of old age brought by a few years disappeared.

Su Musha was in a trance for a while, and suddenly saw the heroic and handsome man who was once high-spirited in green clothes, carrying a bamboo sword at his waist, and stepping into the Sword Pool Palace.

Zhao Huangting opened his eyes and saw Su Musha, Wang Yansheng and Wan Juliu, he was surprised for a moment, turned his head to look in the direction of Jianchi Lake, and a different color flashed in his eyes.

"Quenching the sword and opening the front is also a success?" Zhao Huangting asked.

Wang Yansheng nodded proudly: "It's successful, there will be one more first-grade extreme sword in the world, and Yan will return to the nest!" ”

"My Wang Yansheng's proud work!"

Zhao Huangting smiled: "That's also half of the credit of my An Xiaoyou!" If there is no An Xiaoyou, how can you cast the swallow homecoming? ”

Wang Yansheng did not have the slightest embarrassment on his face, but said seriously: "Indeed, if there is no peace, I can only regret the end of my life, and the swallow will return to the nest...... I can't forge it, the relationship between him and the sword is really unimaginable. ”

"I admit it, you said that this son would become the hope of the Sword Pond Palace, and I believe it."

Wang Yansheng said solemnly: "I suddenly understand why the Old Sword Saint Society will give An Le such a promise, An Le...... He deserves it. ”

"Do you know Hello Lee's attitude? He is very optimistic about Anle...... Think of him as a spark. ”

Zhao Huangting said: "Li You'an, Ye Longsheng and the three of them want to go on the Northern Expedition, but the Great Zhao Tianzi in the Tianxuan Palace is unwilling. ”

"You also know that the Heavenly Master's Mansion raises the Purple Qi Golden Lotus with national fortune, although the national fortune of the dynasty is illusory, but it is real, the three of them want to go on a northern expedition, if there is no support from the national fortune, once they cross the Canglang River, they are bound to collapse."

"However, today I also understand that in this life, people will return to their nests like swallows, and people will return to their homeland, so that their wishes can be fulfilled and they will lose the dragon veins of Middle Earth.

"Therefore, I was originally in a state of ignoring Li Youan's attitude, but from today onwards, I support him."

"Although I am a member of the Great Zhao royal family, I support Li Youan."

"The hope of this spark is not aimed at Da Zhao, but the whole world."

"May the young man hold the sword like a spark, and hope that he can bring the momentum of the prairie fire to the world in exchange for clarity and peace."

"The injustice in the chest can only be extinguished by wine, but the injustice in the world can be cut with a sword."

Zhao Huangting said.

The words fell, like thunder on a flat bottom.

Wang Yansheng, Su Musha and Wan Jieliu were all shocked, their hearts were turbulent, and their emotions fluctuated.

"That's it, it's too early to say this, and I don't know if I can start for Qingshan...... I have a hunch that if he really opens the Qingshan, he will definitely come into contact with the true secret of the Qingshan. ”

Zhao Huangting's face regained his smile.

"I have held the sword in Qingshan for 500 years, and I have never opened a front for it, and I have come into contact with it...... Fur though. ”

Zhao Huangting stood up, stretched his waist, and an invisible sword qi burst out on his body.

The sword qi was windy and waves, blowing dust all over the ground.

The earth immortal fire under the wreckage of the sword-casting furnace was suddenly blown a few points, and then it was blocked back by the sword qi of Wan Juliu again.

"Xianggong, what is your current state?"

Su Mu suppressed the thunder in Zhao Huangting's words, and he was concerned about Zhao Huangting's state and asked nervously.

Wang Yansheng and Wan Jieliu also stopped thinking about this issue, and it was indeed too early to think about it now.

"Status...... Very good! ”

"The mind is clear, the heart is clear, although it is still difficult to touch the tenth realm, but with the heart sword, the fire of nirvana will no longer affect my cultivation, and I can recover and use my original strength."

Zhao Huangting said with a smile, twisted his waist, moved his muscles, and looked at Wang Yansheng: "The world's first sword-casting master, borrow a sword." ”

Wang Yansheng suddenly narrowed his eyes: "Can you pay it back?" ”

Zhao Huangting suddenly grinned: "Isn't the reputation of my bamboo guest still guaranteed?" ”

Wang Yansheng sneered: "You have a reputation for being a hammer." ”

Then he sighed, turned his mouth again, and said, "What are you going to borrow a sword for?" Go cut Emperor Yuanmeng? The sword borrowed from you must have gone and there is no return, that's it, borrow you, borrow you, use the old man's sword to cut the Yuanmeng Emperor, and it can be regarded as the old man's reputation as the world's first swordsmith. ”

After Wang Yansheng finished speaking, his sword fingers were put together, and he slammed into the wreckage of the Sword Casting Workshop.

Suddenly, a sword light rolled up from the dust like a dragon, whistling and sweeping.

"The name of this sword is called Bull Shooting, which is taken from the meaning of sword light rushing to the sky and shooting bull fighting, which is a quality rank, which is enough for you to play."

Wang Yansheng said.

Zhao Huangting's eyes lit up, and the palm under the plain clothes suddenly poked out and grabbed the sword weapon.

The whole body of the sword is silver-white, the sword spine is straight and straight, the meaning of frost and cold is intertwined, the sword is round, one side is engraved with the word "shooting", and the other side is engraved with the word "bull fight".

Just holding the sword, there was a sword light that couldn't help but burst out, as if it was about to rush into the blue sky and fight the bull!

"Good sword!"

Zhao Huangting's eyes were bright and full of praise.

Su Musha and Wan Jieliu on the side were surprised, but they knew how precious and rare Wang Yansheng was for this bull shooting.

But today, it was actually given to Zhao Huangting.

On the one hand, it is because Wang Yansheng has cast the return of Yan to the nest and his mood has changed, and on the other hand, he also intends to fulfill Zhao Huangting.

Wang Yansheng naturally knew that Zhao Huangting was under the fire of Nirvana, and he wanted to go north to seek a cool profit.

In the face of the Yuanmeng Emperor who is the first in the world, it is natural to have a good sword to deal with it, not a first-class sword, it is an insult to the first in the world.

"Thanks, Wang."

Zhao Huangting couldn't put it down, and the corners of his lips flew.

The next moment, squint your eyes.

The momentum continued to rise, and an extremely powerful sword intent surged from him, and the bull shooting in his hand suddenly resounded with a sword roar, exploding all around.

"I still remember that in Jiangling Mansion, the Taoist of the Shifu shot a peach wood sword at me that day, and the old man was riddled with nirvana at that time, so he could only let him run rampant!"

"Now...... The old man has to let him know that he's a bird! ”

It is not too late for a gentleman to take revenge.

He, Zhao Huangting, took revenge naturally from morning to night.

The words fell.

The sword light under Zhao Huangting's body was surging, dragging his figure and soaring upward, like a great peng with wings spread, after rising to the highest sky, he swooped down towards the outside of the Sword Pool Palace!

The majestic sword aura and sword intent permeated the entire Jinguan City!

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Jinguan City.

In the garden of the magnificent courtyard of King Gangneung.

In the pavilion, there was silence, and the plum rain poured down, falling on the black tiles.

"Success?"

The second prince, Zhao Pei, cultivated to the Five Realms, and he didn't feel very real, so he could only look at King Jiangling and Li Zhenren of the Heavenly Master's Mansion.

Li Zhenren took a deep breath, and there was unparalleled shock in his eyes.

"Cheng ...... It's done! There is one more first-class sword in the world! ”

"Wang Yansheng of this Sword Pool Palace...... The status will go to the next level! The ultimate swordsmith in the world! ”

Li Qingchuan exclaimed.

"Boom and bust, fame is too great...... For the Sword Pond Palace, this is by no means a good thing. ”

King Gangneung said lightly.

He narrowed his eyes and drank the scarlet wine in his glass, which was warmed by the cool air of the rainy season, and his throat rolled, and his heart was also shocked and hot.

"Kenchi Palace...... It is worthy of being the first place in the world to cast soldiers, if you can get the Sword Pool Palace, it is equivalent to having an arsenal that can provide high-quality weapons! ”

King Gangneung licked the liquor from his lips with his tongue and muttered.

However, with the old Sword Saint in the Sword Pool Palace, all the countries did not dare to move, even if the Yuanmeng Empire only had this idea, but did not put it into action.

Exhaling a breath of turbidity, King Gangneung suppressed the heat in his heart.

The water of Jianchi Lake is indeed a holy land for casting, and it is of extraordinary strategic significance to take Jianchi Lake.

"It's a pity, that first-grade sword weapon is in the Sword Pool Palace...... The Sword Pool Palace will definitely not be handed over easily, such a peerless sword weapon, if it can enter my hands, my power will definitely be even greater, what will Zhao Shenyan use to fight with me! ”

The second prince, Zhao Pei, drank all the wine in one gulp, with fanaticism in his eyes.

Suddenly.

His fanaticism froze suddenly, and he raised his eyes in the direction of the Sword Pond Palace.

But I saw a brilliant sword light sun, which hung in the air, dazzling!

Suddenly, there was a deafening sound of laughter, which resounded throughout the entire Jinguan City.

In the scorching sun of the sword, there was an old man in plain clothes, standing with a sword, squinting at the world.

"Little Taoist priest of the Heavenly Master's Mansion, aren't you very good in Jiangling Mansion?"

"Let's eat the old man and practice a sword!"

"I have dreamed in heaven and earth, and I am sad when spring comes and autumn goes!"

"A sword and a bamboo branch song!"

In the idle pavilion, King Jiangling's eyes shrank suddenly.

Without hesitation, he stretched out his hand and grabbed the second prince Zhao Pei, a touch of blood appeared on his body, and the air seemed to be distorted, as if he teleported out of the mansion, and then swept a hundred miles away.

Meanwhile.

Inside the mansion.

Li Qingchuan, the Taoist of the Master's Mansion that day, was stunned, and between the sleeves of the Taoist robe, one after another Xuanhuang rune paper was flying sideways!

Rumble!!!

The bamboo shadow is shaking, and the sword qi is horizontal!

Sword qi was born on the ground, and the entire luxurious mansion, which covered an extremely wide area, was instantly covered by a sword qi bamboo forest......

It was directly erased from Jinguan City!

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