Chapter 220: Dark Snow Sinking Ink

Forged Sword Villa.

The last of the four sword wipes.

Due to the injury of the Northern Underworld Canglang and did not attend, the Northern Underworld Sword Sect sent several elders and Dharma protectors, and there were many of them, but the one that attracted the most attention was the Northern Immortal.

Chen Mo and Beiming Youxue attracted everyone's attention as soon as they appeared, and the four sword wipes from a month ago were vivid, and everyone was curious about what kind of weapon Chen Mo would cast for Beiming Youxue.Of course, getting along with the Northern Hell Fairy this month also made everyone jealous, if Chen Mo's weapon casting could not satisfy them, everyone would be happy to humiliate him in the competition.

"You should be proficient in using swords, right?" The two were walking on the road, and Chen Mo asked her about the final competition, not wanting to make anything wrong.

"The other descendants of the Sword Sect, I didn't pay attention to it, even if I didn't have the weapons you forged, I would still be the winner." You Xue in the North Darkness has a boring attitude towards this competition, and she doesn't take others in her eyes at all.

"Does it matter what your injuries are?" Chen Mo frowned.

"This competition only uses swordsmanship, not spells, you can rest assured." Beiming Youxue was still a little happy to hear that he was concerned about his injuries.

Chen Mo didn't say much more, the girl was very smart, obviously more thoughtful than she thought." This time I forged a sword for you, and promised me what I did......"

"Don't worry, the helmsman of the North Branch Rudder, Ben Xianzi, has already wanted to change people." Beiming Youxue smiled: "With the power of my Beiming family, the Sword Casting Villa will not be unreasonable&long&&&style&literature"//cfwx"target="_blank">." CFWX Dari, of course, your casting skills are really good, and they will choose between what they want to lose."

The two walked and talked.

On that side, the helmsman of the eastern, southern, and northern rudders also brought his disciples and sect heirs into the arena one after another, and they saw that Chen Mo and Beiming Youxue had a close relationship, and they were as shocked and jealous as everyone else, especially Ding Haiyan gritted his teeth with hatred, if it weren't for everyone present, he would want to slap this obstructive kid to death with one palm.

"This North Darkness is really confused by that man, after all, it's just a woman." Kuang Yi's expression was gloomy, a few days ago, he was kind but was bombarded by the snow in the North and fell down the Weeping Cloud Mountain, it was a shame for him in his life, he was also a famous foundry, this woman did not give him face so much.

"Master, you can't blame Youxue, it's all the guy who came out of nowhere." Ding Haiyan hurriedly defended.

Kuang Yi glanced at him coldly, "You are still talking for that woman, they have been together for a month, don't you see them talking and laughing now? You can't get this woman's love for the rest of your life, don't be played with by her."

Dinghaiyan is a little ugly.

Dongfenru calmly said: "Master Kuang Yi don't talk about Haiyan, Brother Haiyan is also practicing in the Sword Sect after all, and Senior Sister Youxue is also a relative."

Kuang Yi said: "This time, the weapon forged by the three of us must not lose, no matter what, we must defeat the Northern Underworld family, which is also the meaning of the owner."

"Seniors rest assured." Hou Haoyang smiled: "The three of us have been secretly refining together for a long time for this reason, and the three major divine weapons are all forged by our predecessors and the villa, no matter how strong that kid is, he can't create any weapons."

"I heard that he only returned to the Northern Underworld Sword Sect in the last five days, and the Northern Underworld was injured by the pressure of the Northern Underworld, I'm afraid that the two of them will also encounter some danger, and this time we have a great chance of winning." The female disciple of the Nanling Sword Sect also said.

"Well, in five days, he can't cast any flowers."

The people took counsel.

......

Chen Mo also noticed that the other three rudders and sect heirs were hugging each other.

Beiming Youxue said disdainfully: "They must think that you can't forge any weapons in five days, and want the three of them to join forces."

"There should be some preparation, the three of them may have rehearsed." Chen Mo pondered.

It doesn't matter if there is snow in the North Immortal: "When this fairy shows the divine weapon you cast, this immortal will look forward to how wonderful their expressions are." Speaking of this, Beiming Youxue couldn't help but glance at Chen Mo more, this kid can be regarded as a genius who can create weapons according to her requirements in five days.

He can not only forge peerless divine weapons, but also face the unyielding monks of the Knowing Destiny Realm, and no one in the Tail Mars Domain can compare to him.

Except for one......

There is snow in the north and narrows her eyes, meaning and hooking the corners of her mouth.

Entering the sword field, Chen Mo saw the West Rudder and others waiting for him, Jin Wuliang was a little anxious, and saw Chen Mo coming over and greeted him in surprise, and everyone at the West Rudder saw that Chen Mo was actually a little intimate with Beiming Youxue and secretly envious.

After talking for a while, Jin Wuliang and Chen Mo walked to their place.

After a while, the three major rudders were all present, and 100,000 warrior monks also filled the sword wiping field.

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"Shijin Daoyou, how about you cast weapons for the Northern Immortal?" Jin Wuliang asked, "I heard that you went to the Northland Ice Valley, but it is very dangerous there."

"She's pretty happy with the snow, it should be good."

"That's good." Jin Wuliang still believes in Chen Mo's strength very much, and if he has the help of the North Hell, there should be no problem.

The master of the Sword Casting Village came to the stage this time and said a lot of words, and then the four great sword sect heirs also came to the stage in turn.

The first thing is to show off the forged weapon.

Hou Haoyang of the East Branch is a delicate long sword, built by Dinghaiyan, water attributes, cast by fifty pieces of 'Donghai Shanyu' and one hundred taels of spiritual sand, etc., Dinghaiyan is a certain level, the sword is cast very beautifully, engraved with a dragon pattern The hilt extends to the blade of the sword, and the appearance alone is admirable.

Hearing the exclamations of the people around him, Ding Haiyan also showed a smug look.

He did it to curry favor. [,!] The heart of the North Shadow has studied for four years, the North Shadow has a very strong strength, in his opinion, it should not care how strong the sword is, but whether the appearance is good or not, so he has been pondering the sword casting more exquisitely.

Dinghaiyan looked at the snow in the North Underworld, hoping that the girl could have a stunning and regretful expression, but unfortunately there was snow in the North Underworld as before.

The divine swords of the Nanling Sword Sect and the Xijiang Sword Sect also have their own sectarian characteristics, but they are a little worse than Dinghaiyan.

The owner of the Sword Casting Village made an evaluation of these three weapons, and Ding Haiyan was also the highest.

"Please have a snow girl to show off her work with the stone gold caster." The owner of the sword-forging village finally walked in front of the snow in the north of the underworld.

Chen Mo was in the north of the underworld, and with a wave of his hand, he took out a weapon from the astral bag, and the sword was wrapped in a ball of cloth, but he could vaguely feel a hint of coldness, and the eyelids of the owner of the sword-casting village jumped.

"Isn't the sword yet formed? Ding Haiyan couldn't help but laugh, the divine soldier he had just cast was full of color, and he was also very arrogant at this time.

"Also, how can you cast a good weapon in five days, I can understand it, Shi Jin, hum, you really ruined the kindness of the Northern Immortal."

"You will be removed from the Northern Underworld Sword Sect in the future." There is snow in the north and a slight smile.

Ding Haiyan was stunned.

"Narrow-minded, the Northern Underworld Sword Sect doesn't need a disciple like you."

The audience was in an uproar.

Who would have thought that Youxue in the North Darkness would actually defend Shijin in public, Ding Haiyan has also practiced in the Sword Sect of the North Darkness for many years, and the casting technique is also a must, known as a generation of geniuses, and the Snow of the North Darkness actually said that he would be expelled from the division.

Several elders of the Northern Darkness Sword Sect bowed their heads and acquiesced to the decision of the Northern Darkness to have snow.

Ding Haiyan's face was extremely embarrassed: "Northern Immortal, you will definitely regret losing it."

"Regret that's what a dead man should do, you're not worthy!" Beiming Youxue word by word, as if carved into Dinghaiyan's heart like a knife, the young man was about to collapse.

"This ...... Please also have a snow girl show her divine weapons, and the owner of this village can also make a judgment." The owner of the Sword Casting Village smiled, and he didn't interfere much in the sect affairs of the Northern Underworld Sword Sect, but his thoughts were the same as Ding Haiyan's, the Northern Hell Youxue was so high-profile, maybe the time relationship between the weapons cast by stone and gold was indeed very rough, otherwise there was no need to make a big fuss, it seems that the Northern Hell Youxue also felt that he had lost face.

"I'll show you."

Seeing that the atmosphere had been almost played with by her, Beiming Youxue raised the sword, and suddenly, the cloth shattered, revealing the appearance of the weapons inside.

Seeing the shape of the sword, the smile of the sword maker disappeared.

Ding Haiyan's eyes widened, he couldn't believe it, and everyone was suffocated.

What a wonderful weapon it is.

The sword is three feet six inches long, three hundred and sixty Zhou Tian, the sword is one inch and eight minutes wide, and half of the sword is half of the sword body.

Black was originally a very heavy, no aesthetic color, but in this sword is incomparably exquisite, just like the ink splashed in the snow began to infect the lower body of the sword, the traces of the ink stain and carved out of the clear part of the sword like a painting, black and white, the two together is really a stroke of genius, ingenious.

Even the owner of the Sword Forge Farm himself had never seen such a gorgeous divine weapon, and the previous three weapons were immediately extremely vulgar compared to them.

Not only is the sword type black and white, but there is a terrifying chill hidden in the sword, and as soon as the divine soldier comes out, 100,000 monks can feel the chill coming from the blade.

"This is made of Ice Spirit Snow Crystal?" The owner of the sword-forging village couldn't put it down, and he learned that the materials used by the divine soldiers were also fanatical.

"I used charcoal and ink sand to make sand." There are snow trails in the North Underworld.

"Admire, admire, this sword...... It's really impeccable, and he is a real magic soldier." The owner of the sword-casting village is difficult to calm the shock in his heart, the ice spirit snow crystal, the dark charcoal, and the ink snow sand are all first-class materials in the tail Martian domain, and the combination of the three is perfect that the owner of the sword-casting village himself is ashamed of himself, and the casting technique in it may be difficult to reproduce.

The owner of the sword-forging village who had previously commented on the three weapons had always said a good word calmly, but everyone knew that these weapons were probably second-rate, and now he was so excited, it was conceivable that this divine sword had exceeded his imagination.

Hearing the Sword Casting Owner's comment, the disciples of the three major Sword Sects all changed color.

"What a genius, a genius." The swordsmith repeated, an imperceptible look of jealousy flashing in his eyes.

"Aren't the three of you going to join forces to deal with this immortal?" Youxue raised his sword and pointed at Hou Haoyang and the others: "Then come on, I just use you to let the world know that this 'Phantom Aphid Ink' will be the lover of Youxue in Beiming from now on."

Wow.

The noise was like waves and waves sounded in the sword wiping field.

Hearing Beiming Youxue speak like this, everyone looked at Chen Mo, full of jealousy.

"Aphid Ink, what a name." The owner of the sword-forging village sighed.

"Ghost Aphid Mo ......" Chen Mo muttered to himself, and suddenly caught a glimpse of Bei Ming's interest and a provocative smile, and he couldn't help but chuckle in his heart. Probably not!"