Yu Wenlie walked towards the field with Roger with a painful face, Roger said: "I'm afraid you are really going to be disappointed today, this is a sword that belongs to the gods, mortals can't pull it out, the most peculiar thing is that the weight of this sword will change with the change of human strength, for example, in the hands of an ordinary human, its weight is only more than a hundred catties, as long as ordinary humans add a little more force, it can be lifted, but in the hands of the martial saint, it will be as heavy as a mountain, in short, no one can lift it." ”

"You're not kidding, are you?" said Yu Wenlie.

Roger said: "It's true, my dad also tried it back then, but he still couldn't pull it out." ”

The night spirit squeezed Yu Wenlie's neck in adoration, "The master of the puppet, your heart is so good, it's so handsome to buy a ticket for someone you don't know!"

Yu Wenlie shouted: "Don't talk nonsense, okay? It will frighten others, didn't you say it earlier, let you not talk in front of people?"

Roger looked up at the night spirit, "Talking beasts!

Yu Wenlie said: "No, this is just a little slave in my family who loves to talk, because he has too many mouths to talk, he annoyed a mage and sealed her soul on a cat." ”

Roger glanced at the Night Spirit with pity, "Poor little one, don't talk nonsense in the future." ”

The Night Spirit opened his watery eyes, "Puppet master, you hurt your puppet's young heart too much. ”

After a while, Yu Wenlie and Roger arrived at the sword drawing venue, only to see that the venue was full of people, there should be five or six hundred people, Yu Wenlie bowed his head and said: "Didn't you say that this sword can't be drawn? Why are so many people coming?"

Roger said: "Brother doesn't know, this Fenglu Valley Lord Feng Qianxiang is a hereditary earl, he is also a strong man, Feng Qianxiang has three daughters, the eldest daughter is married to the third son of Marshal Kakun, the second daughter is a teacher of the Tiandu Holy Law Hall Academy, and the third daughter has just turned eighteen years old this year, and she is already a trainee female knight of the Silver Hand. used to recruit relatives for the second daughter, but this time it was for the third daughter. ”

Yu Wenlie said: "Won't it? This crazy old man is a little too embarrassed to do this?"

Roger thought that Yu Wenlie Guan Feng Qianxiang was called "Old Man Feng", and he didn't pay much attention to it, and said with a smile: "This old man is very good, and the second daughter also held a few sword drawing conferences to recruit relatives, which not only used this to promote the reputation of the two daughters, but also made a lot of registration fees." Before the third daughter got married, there was an endless stream of people who came to propose marriage, and there were countless suitors. However, I heard that only his third daughter is a violent woman, and now she is a martial monarch strength, and she is a retreat disciple of the deputy head of the 'Silver Hand', the 'Thunder Fury', and I heard that she is extremely cruel and abnormal, and once almost castrated the fourth prince William......"

Yu Wenlie couldn't help but feel cold, "Damn, this is too terrifying!"

Roger stared at Yu Wenlie, and said: "Their Feng clan is one of the top ten families in the imperial capital, although this woman is famous, but there are still many people who cling to power, just look at the formation here." As he spoke, he looked at Yu Wenlie with strange eyes.

Yu Wenlie said: "Don't look at me with such eyes, Lao Tzu was deceived by a bad old man, since I have already paid the money, I will not spend the money in vain." ”

The night spirit couldn't help but interject: "Master, alas, pay attention to the demeanor of conversation!"

Yu Wenlie snorted: "Talk about a fart! If you dare to talk nonsense again, be careful that I close the toilet for you!"

The night spirit covered his mouth with his claws, and hurriedly stopped, Yu Wenlie and Roger finally squeezed under the sword drawing platform, Yu Wenlie carefully looked at the sword on the platform, only to see that the sword was overall yellow, half inserted on the stone platform, and there was no trace of vitality fluctuation in it, and it didn't look like a sword.

Yu Wenlie looked at it for a while, his eyes suddenly stayed on the words engraved on the sword body, his eyes shrank, and his heart couldn't help but turn over a huge wave, he recognized one of the words on the sword, which was written in the ancient Chinese oracle bone inscription "Wu", and the others basically didn't know, this word was still learned by him in the Miao tribe on the southwest border, when he was on a mission. ...,

Yu Wenlie thought secretly: "Could it be that this sword is the same as me, and it has also crossed over?"

In the main hall of Fenglu Valley, an old man with a slightly chubby beard and gray beard sat in the right seat, and at the head of his side sat a young man in a blue mage robe. ”

The old man sitting in the right seat is Feng Qianxiang, the lord of Fenglu Valley, Feng Qianxiang sighed: "My third daughter, always make me feel at ease, this time I ran away from home alone and went to the Blood Dragon Castle, in the past two years, the undead of the dark tribes began to move again, a few days ago, that group of despicable creatures in the darkness actually wanted to garrison at the foot of the Burning Bone Mountain, and the old man and the group of ogres drove them out of the territory of our clan. ”

The young man said, "Uncle is really brave and has won the honor for our mage." ”

Feng Qianxiang said: "Rennes, you don't have to hold the old man, you have to stay for a few more days this time, Si Nan doesn't let the old man worry, if only she could find a young talent who can discipline her, but the famous sons of the empire didn't come this time." ”

Wren said: "Uncle, I think this marriage has to be decided by Si Nan, right?"

Feng Qianxiang said: "I, Feng Qianxiang, just want everyone in the empire to know that my Feng clan's daughter is not so easy to marry." ”

Wren shook his head and thought to himself, "It's not for your so-called face......"

It turned out that Feng Qianxiang lost his words after drinking, and threatened to marry his daughter to him if anyone could pull out his ancestral sword, and now her second daughter is twenty-seven or eighteen years old and has not yet married......

Feng Qianxiang took Wren to the square, and after sitting down, he said loudly to the crowd in the audience: "It's not the first time, the rules don't say much, since all the talents are here, they must all know the rules here, and the sword drawing ceremony will officially begin!"

Everyone seemed to be ready to move, but they all seemed to know that they couldn't pull out their swords, most of them just went to the stage and touched the heavy swords, of course, there were also those who tried to draw their swords, but in the end they all returned in vain.

Finally it was Yu Wenlie's turn to come to the stage, after Yu Wenlie came to the stage, he stood in front of the big sword with his eyes slightly closed, and seemed to fall into a kind of meditation, everyone looked at him in disbelief, only to see Yu Wenlie suddenly shouted, and actually started to do the "eighth set of radio gymnastics", and kept shouting "one, two, two, three, four......

Everyone was puzzled by Yu Wenlie's actions, and looked at them blankly for a while, and some people couldn't help but shout: "Boy, what are you doing? After standing for a long time, you can't pull it out?"

Yu Wenlie scolded: "You stupid B, Lao Tzu can pull it out as much as he wants, and there is no time limit in the rules, can you manage it? I spent two hundred red crystal coins." It turned out that he was just angry that the registration fee was lost, and he couldn't find a balance after paying the unjust money, so he stood on the stage and "demolished the stage".

Wren looked at it and shook his head and said, "Such a vulgar person simply blackened his cousin's relatives, embarrassed people, and asked someone to drive him down." ”

Feng Qianxiang said: "It's okay, after all, people spent money and didn't violate the rules, so let him be." ”

Yu Wenlie finished the warm-up exercise, stretched out his hands on the hilt of the sword, suddenly, like two relatives who have not seen each other for a long time, Yu Wenlie felt the strong loess breath on the giant sword, which directly made him feel comfortable, and everyone in the audience saw him holding the hilt of the sword and did not move, thinking that he was doing something strange again, at this time, I saw Yu Wenlie holding the yellow sword body with both hands, and the green tendons on his body burst out, as if he was angry with the sword, and suddenly shouted "Get up!"

The sword body actually began to sway, as Roger said, this sword is the sword of the limit, everyone who wants to use it, must break through their physical limits, in order to lift it and use it, but to break through the limit is to overdraw their own vitality, and the body will not be able to support it directly, so this sword has been circulated in the human race, and no one has been able to pull it out as they wish. ...,

Yu Wenlie's new body was reshaped by using the most essence of the heart and flesh of Sargeras's body, plus the golden body of the Hades Emperor mentioned by the night spirit, which gave Yu Wenlie's body the capital to pay the limit, and when Yu Wenlie drew the sword, his soul was under a terrible pressure, that is, this sword will also have extreme pressure on the user's soul, which is another important reason why no one has been able to pull it out so far. To draw this sword, the first is an extremely perverted body, and the second is a terrifying soul toughness.

Everyone in the audience was shocked when they saw that the sword body was really moving, and even Feng Qianxiang on the stage was dumbfounded, I don't know how many legendary people have been defeated under this sword, but today they were shaken by this yellow-haired boy.

I saw that blood gradually oozed from Yu Wenlie's body, but the giant sword still hadn't been pulled out, and Yu Wenlie roared: "If I, Yu Wenlie, can't even pull you out today, what face will I have in the world in the future!"

"Bell-" A crisp sound spread throughout the audience, and the giant sword came out in response, only to see Yu Wenlie's seven holes bleeding, and his whole body had been dyed with oozing blood, Yu Wenlie carried the sword on his shoulder, standing on the stage like a god of war.

Everyone in the audience was pressed back by this momentum of contemplating the world......

Feng Qianxiang stared at Yu Wenlie in a daze, and muttered, "This person is not simple!" He didn't notice the trace of jealousy and hatred in Wren's eyes at this time.

Feng Qianxiang laughed, "Yu Wenlie, good! good!"

Feng Qianxiang's happiness at this time is self-evident, because the spell around the second half of his life was broken, when he broke the formation in a battle to kill the enemy and made a great contribution, at the celebration banquet, when his second daughter was only seven or eight years old, there were countless people who came to ask for relatives, Feng Qianxiang only felt that his daughter had become the treasure in everyone's hearts, so he fluttered up, plus a few more drinks, Feng Qianxiang said at that time:" You say that my Feng clan has no warriors, and I will announce to the world today that whoever can draw my ancestral heavy sword, I will marry my daughter to him......"

The sword that Feng Qianxiang said is known as the divine sword that mortals can't pull out, how many legendary heroes in history bowed their heads in front of it, but year after year passed, and still no one pulled out this sword, his second daughter is already a twenty-eight old girl this year, and she is still in a state of waiting to be married, so that every time Feng Qianxiang sees his second daughter, he wants to slap his big mouth......

This year, Feng Qianxiang finally let go of his old face and announced that he was talking about the conditions for recruiting relatives for his youngest daughter, you know, when he proposed this condition, his third daughter had not yet been born, so Feng Qianxiang became the object of ridicule by his colleagues.

At this time, the boulder that was pressing on Feng Qianxiang's chest was finally removed, and seeing that Yuwen Lie's bearing was extraordinary, and he had completed many unfinished feats of legendary figures, Feng Qianxiang couldn't help but look up to the sky and laugh.

Wren stared at Yu Wenlie viciously, his fingers were clucking, Roger saw Yu Wenlie like this, and hurriedly rushed up in a daze, took out an unknown pill and stuffed it into Yu Wenlie's mouth.

Yu Wenlie only felt that he was pressed by a mountain, if he added a trace of weight, even if it was a piece of feathers, it was estimated that he would collapse on the spot, he endured the collapse of his body and soul, took Roger's medicine, only to feel that his body had recovered some strength, and said "thank you" to Roger.

At this moment, Fenglu Valley suddenly rushed into a fireworks, instantly covering the entire Fenglu Valley, Feng Qianxiang hurriedly made a move with both hands, and a wind sculpture composed of a whirlwind of more than ten zhang in size rose to the sky.

Feng Qianxiang shouted: "Blue fat man, today is the day of great joy for the wind, you dare to make a move at this time, don't blame me for making a move, if you make trouble in the alliance, the old man has something to say." ”

A dull voice came from the sky, "I think he's right, let's go." ”

A vicious voice said: "What are you afraid of! If he doesn't hand over that emperor-level demonic beast crystal nucleus, Lao Tzu will definitely kill him!"

After taking the pill, Yu Wenlie's body improved a little, he looked up at the air, and said in a lost voice: "Cannibal magician?"

Roger added, "It's the legendary Ogre Emperor Agron, the Stone Crusher, it seems that your 'father-in-law' is responsible for this time." ”

Yu Wenlie shouted: "It's not good, I forgot that the old man is recruiting relatives, you see that the old man is so virtuous, where can his daughter be beautiful, let's talk about it...... I want to be a man for a few more years......"

The night spirit suddenly appeared out of nowhere and jumped on Yu Wenlie's shoulder, "Master, handsome enough, stop posing, let's run away, otherwise you will be castrated!"

Roger suddenly yelled, "Brother Lie be careful, someone is sneaking up!"