In the evening, the sword tasting conference came as scheduled.

During the noon, Jianming City held a banquet carnival before the sword tasting conference. During the banquet, Yan Mengyao saw outstanding disciples of various sects, as well as unknown members of mysterious organizations, as temporary sword casting city sword test masters, these people had to give them face, not only did they not provoke, but they also had to flatter them. At the banquet, the disciples of each sect seemed to have made an appointment, and before the first glass of wine was finished, the second person who wanted to know Yan Mengyao to toast would come up.

The carnival lasted for two hours before it gradually ended. Yan Mengyao was so moved by these flattering words that she left the carnival in advance, waiting for the opening of the sword tasting conference in the tall building.

With the sound of gongs and drums, the gate of Mingbing Valley, the venue of the Sword Tasting Conference, slowly opened, and various sects and organizations rushed into the valley, and there were also pioneers who marched forward in the air. Yan Mengyao, as the sword tester of Sword Casting City, was now unhurriedly heading from the underground passage of the high-rise building to the Mingbing Valley.

In the passage, Kong Ying was in front and Yan Mengyao was behind. Kong Ying was talking quietly with the other sects of refining weapons in the same direction, Yan Mengyao was carrying a sword box almost the same height as her in the back, this was the "Divine Weapon Box" that Kong Ying handed over to her in the tall building, which contained the three divine swords forged by Sword Casting City in this Sword Tasting Conference.

Kong Ying did not tell her the names of the three divine swords, nor did he let her open them, she could only open them when she came to the Sword Casting City at the Sword Tasting Conference, and then she would know the name of the divine sword.

Yan Mengyao was curious at the time and tried to open the sword box when Kong Ying was not present, but this action had already been thought of by Kong Ying, and there was already a seal attached to the sword box! No matter how much force Yan Mengyao used to smash it, he didn't open a single gap in the sword box.

Inside the tunnel, Kong Ying turned his head and said solemnly: "Han Ying! In a while, I will let you play, and you will play again! Let them fight first." ”

Yan Mengyao, who was carrying the sword case, glanced at him, and he didn't want to go his way, but after thinking about it, he nodded. Seeing this, Kong Ying turned around, and in front of the tunnel, he could already hear bursts of cheers and deafening drums...

After passing through the tunnel all the way to the faint fire, after walking out of the tunnel, the blinding light shone brightly, and it was difficult to open his eyes. I saw that in this valley, there was a disc that could accommodate tens of thousands of people, and the disc was almost full of people. The scattered small sects are in stark contrast to the large sects, the position where the large sects sit is closest to the center, and there will be the logo flag of the sect standing next to the sect. The small sect sat at the back, and although they could see the center, they could not see as closely as the front.

As if sensing a person coming out of the tunnel, a person fell from the center of the disc, who raised his hands and signaled that the drum beat would stop. The crowd sitting on the disc was silenced one by one.

"Welcome to the Sword Tasting Conference!"

Kong Ying sat down not far from the tunnel, and Yan Mengyao sat behind him. The location was in the north of the circle, only a stone's throw from the center, closer than the positions of the great sects. Standing in the center was a man, facing the north of the disc, which was also where Yan Mengyao was at this time, and the man said a word of welcome after she sat down.

"This conference is presided over by me, and there may be many people in the major sects here who don't know me!

As soon as Liang Yujing's voice fell, the audience suddenly fell silent! The scene was so quiet that she could hear the wind drifting past her ears, Yan Mengyao didn't know why the people present were like this, she gently patted Kong Ying's shoulder and asked, "Why is it suddenly quiet!"

Kong Ying replied: "Qingfeng Sword! Excalibur that ranks third on the Excalibur List... Whether the three swords in the sword box can become famous or not depends on you, Brother Han!"

Qingfeng Sword?

Yan Mengyao was extremely puzzled, isn't it just a utensil, a tangible thing, will eventually decay!

"The Breeze Sword Saint is dead?"

"Impossible! the old sword saint is alive and well..."

"This son must be lying, let me meet him!"

There was a sudden discussion in the field, most of the major sects did not believe that the Qingfeng Sword had been replaced, and it still fell into the hands of this man who had not yet reached middle age, how could he be.

A gust of wind blew, and an old man with gray temples appeared in the center of the field. I saw that he was holding a long sword in his right hand, and the sword was exuding a shining light, and the sword pointed at Liang Yujing and said, "Why do you say that you are the inheritor of the Qingfeng Sword! ”

Liang Yujing faced the old man's questioning, and smiled unfazedly: "The family teacher has gone into hiding, and he will never see any more guests! As for how to pass it on... With it!"

The sword roared, and a heavenly light fell from the valley, like a heavenly man. The faces of the people who were shining directly in the sky were pale, and they could not see the things in the light clearly. Those who have cultivated to the advanced level, squinting their eyes slightly, can vaguely see the long sword about three feet long under the skylight! The long sword is floating in the air, and as the pillar of light on the valley dissipates, everyone opens their eyes and looks at the long sword floating in the air, the Qingfeng Sword.

The sword is three feet three inches long, weighs twenty-one twenty-seven coins, and the sword body is crystal clear, with occasional streamers. The hilt of the sword is like a wing, and the blade of the sword is clamped! It looks simple and unpretentious, no different from an ordinary Xuantie sword, but the ordinary people present have seen it for a long time, but their eyes are sour, and tears are welling up.

"Hey, hey... Then the old man will teach you two tricks!" the old man said, retracting his sword, then inserting it under his feet.

Liang Yujing's right hand held the hilt of the Qingfeng Sword floating in the air, and the Qingfeng Sword suddenly hummed. Liang Yujing replied, "Old man, please advise." ”

Everyone present was shocked at this time, and it was a blessing to see the Qingfeng Sword at the beginning, and they could still watch the Qingfeng Sword dance, and there were no regrets about this trip.

The old man pulled out his long sword and signaled to Liang Yujing: "You make a move first, if I fail to defeat you within ten moves, count me as losing!"

"Haven't asked yet?" Liang Yujing didn't rush to make a move, but asked the old man's identity and origin, and he never duels with unidentified people.

"The eighth generation elder of the True Yuan Sect, Xu Gong!"

Many sects in the field discussed again, and the Zhenyuan Sect belonged to the major sects in Huanhuazhou with a good reputation, and its strength was also decent. But this XCMG is rumored to be an old acquaintance with the previous sword master of Qingfeng Sword, and the two have traveled in the rivers and lakes for several months.

"Elder Xu, look at it!"

As Liang Yujing's words fell, a terrifying sword blade crossed the distance between the two, and a terrifying sense of oppression covered the entire central point.

Xu Gong's eyes narrowed slightly, Liang Yujing's move he had seen in the previous generation of Qingfeng Sword Saint, but it was not as powerful as it was. I saw him leaning around, able to avoid this shocking stab, and was about to turn around and shoot Liang Yujing's big flaw.

But a jaw-dropping scene appeared, although Xu Gong dodged a stab, but was quickly stopped by Liang Yujing, the sword turned sharply! A sword cut at his shoulder, and the blood flowed straight down, Xu Gong didn't expect Liang Yujing to be able to quickly stop his posture and turn the direction of the sword blade under such a fast flying body.

Xu Gong was injured, and Liang Yujing retreated to the side, looking at Xu Gong with a smile.

The people present looked at Xu Gong, who was injured with one move, and they all took a breath of cool air, no matter whether Liang Yujing's strength source was Qingfeng Sword or himself, Xu Gong was already defeated at this time. If you want to continue fighting, it is not only XCMG itself that will lose, but also the Zhenyuanmen behind XCMG.

"Change the trick! It's so subtle, it's really blue. No wonder Qingfeng Sword will choose you, the old man Qingru has really found a good apprentice, a good inheritor! I am defeated!" Xu Gong glanced at his arm, and then said. The wound is not deep, and the bleeding can be stopped by using some Xuan power casually, but the wound caused by the Qingfeng Sword can be stopped with some Xuan power.

"Mr. Xu praised falsely! I have only mastered a trace of the master's skin, and there is still a big step away from becoming supernatural. Fang Cai's shocking move has not yet understood its mystery, and it is really worthy of the teacher's teaching!" Liang Yujing said modestly, and the major sects present nodded again and again.

"You don't need to be so modest! If the inheritance of the Qingfeng Sword can fall into your hands, you must have your superiority! I hope you will forgive me for the rudeness of the old man! You continue to preside over the sword tasting conference and say goodbye!"

XCMG retired in arrears.

After a small duel, the sword tasting meeting continued.

After Yan Mengyao watched this small duel, she had a new understanding of Liang Yujing in the field, and she learned a lot from the quick change of moves, and the control of the moves in place was able to recover the power used in the moves and quickly use them for new moves. It's wonderful!

Not to mention Yan Mengyao's surprise, the elders and even the heads of the major sects present were also slightly surprised, not only surprised by this new Sword Saint inheritance, but also surprised by his strength of "defeating the enemy with one move".

"Everyone be quiet! The Sword Tasting Conference continues, and we will usher in thirty divine weapons tonight! Each one will have the opportunity to be famous all over the world under the Sword Tasting Conference, and with the help of the Divine Sword, they can become a member of the famous soldier spectrum..."Liang Yujing said the official lines in the center of the scene, and Yan Mengyao's ears were calloused.

"What is the genealogy of famous soldiers?" Brother Kong..."Yan Mengyao held her cheeks and asked.

"I don't know the genealogy of famous soldiers! Are you from Qiyue Country?... The weapons of the army, the divine soldiers of the major sects in the rivers and lakes are from the places of the famous soldiers, the soul of the department, the sword city, the famous sword villa, the hundred refining cliffs, etc., are all famous places of the famous soldiers. Kong Ying turned his head and glanced at Yan Mengyao and explained.

Yan Mengyao nodded and continued to ask, "Hey, the armory! I understand, isn't that Sword Casting City very rich?"

Kong Ying sighed in her heart that she had found the wrong person, and Yan Mengyao behind her didn't seem to understand anything, like someone from another country!

"Not much to say, let's first invite the newcomers of this conference, from the Tang Gate in the south of Huanhua Continent! from the Flying Snow Castle in the north of Huanhua Continent! Also from the north of Huanhua Continent is the Ice Palace... There is even Penglai Zhou's! The famous sword conference is the first time, and it is also the first time in history, they are the magic sword flow of Penglai Zhou! What a strange name... Come, invite these four to come in. ”

With the sound of drums, three sword testers with weapon boxes entered the center of the field one after another, and one directly held a weapon like a bow, which was very strange to look at.

Flying Snow Castle and Ice Palace are two female sword masters, one wearing a light blue ice flower shirt and the other wearing a dark blue green bamboo shirt.

The sword tester from the Demon Sword Flow of Penglai Continent was a young man, the man was dressed strangely, and he had never appeared in Huanhuazhou. A black floral dress with a wide open neckline, a belt around the waist, and it is very tightly tied.

And the Tang Sect sword master from Huanhua Continent, wearing a light green dark flower suit, holding a bow-shaped weapon in his hand is him.

"Since it's the first time I've come to participate in the Sword Tasting Competition, it's natural to screen out the weapons that can enter the main competition, and the weapon box of Flying Snow Castle will be shown to the officials present. Liang Yujing said as he moved out of the middle of the sword tester in Flying Snow Castle and waved her hand to step forward.

The sword tester of Flying Snow Castle slowly stepped forward with the weapon box, as if he was a little nervous, and he lowered his head slightly and did not dare to look ahead. I saw that she silently opened the weapon box in her hand, and a wisp of cold wind came out of the box, but it soon dissipated in the air, and two long swords with light blue ice flowers came into the eyes of the guard.

"This is the ice pith that our Flying Snow Castle has obtained from under thousands of meters of ice, which can not only turn blood into ice, but also freeze the meridians of the injured until they penetrate deep into the bone marrow and internal organs and freeze to death!"

The major sects present only glanced at it slightly, and did not focus on the style of the two long swords. Liang Yujing stepped forward with a smile and asked, "Then this weapon may be easy to use in a cold place, but if it is in a hot place, won't it turn into wastewater, how to ensure the integrity of the weapon?"

"Uh... This.." The sword tester was immediately speechless by the question, and on the other side of the field, the people in Flying Snow Castle looked at the sword tester in the field and shook their heads repeatedly.

"If you haven't thought about how to handle this weapon in a hot place, you can come back to the next sword tasting tournament! ”

The sword tester of Flying Snow Castle put away his weapon box in frustration, exited the center of the field, and returned to the location of the Flying Snow Castle sect.

The sword tester of the Ice Palace slowly stepped forward and opened the weapon box in his hand, revealing a wisp of cold wind just like the previous Flying Snow Castle. It is also a two-blade weapon, but the style is not a long sword, but a scimitar, and it is the same color as a blade forged from ordinary black iron, exuding a metallic streamer.

The sword tester said slowly: "These two scimitars are the forging of ice and iron that my Ice Palace has found in the deepest part of the perennially frozen ice and snow area! ”

Cold Ice Iron, this unfamiliar and familiar name, made all the sects present straighten their waists.

Liang Yujing saw that the sect on the field was a little interested in the weapons brought by the Ice Palace, and he stepped forward and asked, "Can the girl wave it to the guards present!"

The scimitar dances like snow falling. A faint snowflake imprinted on the scimitar's body, and a thin snowflake floated around the sword-tester's body!

Liang Yujing nodded and said, "It's really not ordinary, then please take a break for the girl first!

The sword tester of the Ice Palace withdrew, and Liang Yujing continued: "Please the next one, the Demon Sword Flow from Penglai Continent!"

This successive display was not amazing at all, and Yan Mengyao was a little drowsy! I thought it was an interesting trip, but now it seems that it is just a competition between armories. The magic knife flow of Penglai Continent made Yan Mengyao fall asleep, and she didn't listen to a word of the words of the magic knife flow test sword master.

"Wow!!What kind of weapon is this!This sword tester can shoot such a swift arrow without any cultivation!"

"With it, wouldn't ordinary people and cultivators be on an equal footing!"

“.....”

With the sound of discussion and surprise in the audience, Yan Mengyao was woken up. She squinted slightly at the field. The Tang Sect's sword tester was standing in the middle of the field, and the weapon he was holding in his hand had been put down.

Looking at the major sect organizations on the field, they are all talking to each other.

"Brother Kong, what's going on!" Yan Mengyao asked suspiciously.

"Didn't you see it?Tang Gate's repeating crossbow! Ordinary people can also exert its most powerful weapons!" Kong Ying was also surprised by the crossbow displayed by the Tang Gate Sword Tester, and his tone was full of amazement.

Kong Ying didn't say this, but what he said made Yan Mengyao even more puzzled, so she simply stopped asking about this, and changed her words: "Brother Kong, can you still fight this?"

From entering the scene to now, Yan Mengyao has calculated that there are at least two quarters of an hour, except for a small duel between Liang Yujing and XCMG at the beginning, it is all about introducing those weapons that are useless in Yan Mengyao's opinion.