"The name of this sword is Chaoyang, which can destroy all the vanity in the world and bring hope and light."

"The origin of this remnant sword is unknown, but where it is, the evil does not dare to get close."

"Once, it was placed in the Xiyue royal family, and it once protected the entire imperial city from being disturbed by evil spirits." The maid next to the Xiyue Holy Maiden said proudly.

The crowd was amazed.

"This year's Midyear Festival, the evil has never stepped into the Xiyue Imperial City for half a step. Protect thousands of people. ”

"If you can pull out this sword, not only will you win the competition, but also give this sword to your country, how about it?" The maid looked at the emperor.

"But...... If you can't pull it out......," the maid smiled.

"We want Beizhao to inherit the treasure of thousands of years."

As soon as these words came out, the audience was in an uproar.

"Presumptuous! The treasure of Beizhao only passed on to the emperors of the past dynasties, what to do in the spring and autumn dream! The white-haired old minister immediately stood up and pointed at Xiyue and scolded.

"A remnant sword, I'm embarrassed to exchange it for my Beizhao treasure! Spit! ”

The Xiyue saintess smiled at the corners of her lips.

The maid stood respectfully behind the saint and said.

"It is rumored that this sword is extraordinary, and it is the most precious treasure of the gods. With a scabbard, it can still protect the capital of a country. ”

"If anyone can pull it out, he will surely protect the world from evil again."

"The benefit is in the contemporary, and the merit is in the future."

"This is a thing of the gods, and it is not a loss to exchange for the treasure of Beizhao."

"As long as you can pull out this sword, give it for free."

The courtier's face was tense, the emperor's eyes were slightly sunken, Xiyue, was he actually here for the treasure of Beizhao?

Now the envoys of various countries are looking at it, and they are simply roasting Beizhao on the fire.

【Arcana? What Arcana? Why haven't I heard ......] Lu Chaochao muttered in his heart.

"Your Majesty Beizhao, have you thought about it?"

"Northern Zhao is a big country, don't you have any confidence at all?"

Saint Maiden Jingli tapped her fingers and raised her eyes and asked.

Lu Chaochao pulled the corner of the emperor's clothes: "Emperor Daddy, promise ......"

The emperor looked at Lu Chaochao, a lazy little guy with a straight back and a pair of eyes that seemed to be shining.

"Okay, I'll bet with you on the treasure of Zhao Zhibao in the north."

The Emperor waved his hand towards Rong Che.

Rong Che's eyes are resolute, as long as he is not right with the Xu family, then he is a majestic general.

"General Rong, you can pull out the mountain and carry the mountain, are you sure?" The emperor beckoned a group of generals.

The Protector is also among them.

Rong Che carefully estimated the weight of the remnant sword, and his heart was a little heavy: "Your Majesty, the minister is only three points sure." ”

The four people of Xiyue raised their swords, and he happened to have a little impression of those four people.

Both are warriors known for their brute strength.

The Lord Protector also shook his head: "The minister only has two points." "The Protector is old, and he has long since lost his former glory.

"Is Uncle Huang sure?" Prince Xie Henan, Prince of Heshuo, is on par with General Zhenguo.

Xie Yunan pondered for a moment: "Four points at most." ”

"Beizhao has three chances, as long as you can draw your sword once, you will win." The Xiyue Holy Maiden said with a smile.

This sword was dug out from the ground of Xiyue, and the Xiyue Emperor searched all over the country, but no one could pull out this sword, and they had confidence in the remnant sword.

"Who will Your Majesty send to pull out the first time?" The saint said slowly.

Rong Che arched his hand at the emperor: "Your Majesty, the minister is willing to be the first person." ”

Xu Shi clenched the veil slightly, and the lady beside him said, "Oh, General Rong takes the lead." Speaking of which...... General Rong is in his thirties, and he has never been married, and this girl in the capital is about to cry to death. ”

"Now in the capital, there are many girls staring at him."

"Clean and self-conscious, the family background is outstanding, the eldest sister is the queen, and I don't know who can pick peaches."

Xu's brows furrowed slightly, and his eyes looked at Rong Che tightly.

Rong Che walked in front of the remnant sword, and as soon as he got closer, he felt an extremely majestic force. The force was holding him back......

Rong Che was surprised.

This sword has a spirit.

He stretched out his hand and gently touched the remnant sword, which was rusty and could not see its original color, but it was full of awe-inspiring air.

Sanctanct.

"It's really a divine sword." Rong Che had seen countless divine weapons, none of which could compare to the remnant sword.

It's hard to imagine how dazzling this sword should have been.

Rong Che looked at the sword, his eyes shining.

His legs were spread out, his feet were faintly forced, and his broad palms landed on the hilt of his sword.

As soon as the hilt of the sword was covered, a majestic aura burst out.

He held on to the hilt of his sword so that it wouldn't bounce off.

Rong Che held the hilt of the sword with one hand, and the floor tiles under his feet exploded little by little with his strength.

The audience exclaimed.

"Oh my God, General Rong claims to be born with divine power, is he helpless?" Everyone's eyes widened.

I saw that the floor tiles under General Rong's feet were like spider webs, cracking in all directions.

Cold sweat overflowed from General Rong's forehead, and green tendons bulged.

"Ahh

With a violent roar, the remnant sword faintly pulled out a trace.

There was no time to rejoice, and a huge force directly bounced him away.

Knocked down on the pillar, and a mouthful of blood protruded violently.

Xu's fists were clenched, his white face was solemn, and his brows furrowed slightly when he saw the blood.

"General Rong!" The imperial doctor immediately stepped forward to treat General Rong.

Xu sighed lightly.

The Holy Maiden of Jingli smiled with her eyebrows: "It is rumored that General Rong is infinitely powerful, and it is really not an exaggeration. "The four warriors of Xiyue and the infinite strength barely managed to pull out a trace.

In addition, it was bounced away with greater force by the remnant sword.

The remnant sword has a spirit.

It is proud, and no one is allowed to touch it.

Emperor Beizhao's face was serious, and when he saw Rong Che shaking his head slightly, his heart sank.

No wonder Xiyue was willing to send the remnant sword to Beizhao, but he was afraid of ......

Even if you count it, no one can pull out this sword.

"Second, who's the turn?" The Xiyue maid asked.

Prince Xie Yunan stood up, and he was the second person to draw the sword.

Everyone in Beizhao frowned and watched with concern.

Really......

Within half an hour, the prince was bounced away again.

There was an eerie silence in the audience.

Beizhao Zhibao, if it really loses to Xiyue, it is estimated that the coffin board of the ancestors will not be able to hold it.

This can symbolize the majesty of Beizhao.

The emperor's pressure was terrifying, and the finger bones of the teacup were faintly white.

The great eunuch Wang Yuanlu hung his head even more, not daring to touch the emperor's brows.

On the other hand, the people of Xiyue were smiling, thinking that they had already reached the end.

"Third, who is the Beizhao faction?"

The maid asked loudly with a smile in her eyes.

The saintess of Xiyue leaned lazily on the couch, her expression relaxed.

In this world, no one can pull out the broken sword.

Lu Chaochao looked at Chaoyang Sword with a stunned look in his eyes.

Old fellow, are you coming for me?

"Emperor Daddy, Chao Chao wants to draw his sword!" The little guy's voice is soft and cute, but the audience is silent, and her voice is especially obvious.

Everyone's eyes fell on Lu Chaochao.

The Xiyue Holy Maiden sneered: "Little guy, you are not as tall as a sword." ”