"Red Dragon!"

With a soft reading, Han Chen looked at the sheathed long sword in the old man's hand, his eyes lit up. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Sword cultivation, obsessed with swords, sincere to swords, have fanatical feelings for swords, especially good swords, that is even more so.

In essence, Han Chen is not a pure sword cultivator, at most he can only be regarded as a swordsman, but this does not prevent him from loving swords.

This red dragon sword, as soon as he saw it, he immediately liked it.

He took the long sword from the old man's hand, held it in his hand, and looked at it carefully.

As the name suggests, the sword is red all over, as if it has been burned red by high temperature, about four feet seven minutes long, about one meter five in length, compared to ordinary swords, it grows a little.

The head of the sword is an angry dragon head, the hilt of the sword is twenty centimeters long, there is a dragon pattern relief, Han Chen pressed his palm on it, and gently held it, the dragon pattern relief does not affect the feel, just a faint layer, it looks obvious, but if you don't feel it carefully, you can't touch it at all.

The sword lattice spreads out to both sides, from thick to thin, and finally to spikes, which are in the shape of two dragon teeth, revealing their edge.

Choke!

With a soft groan, Han Chen pulled it out of the scabbard, the crimson blade was wide and three fingers, with eight sides, but it was somewhat similar to Han Chen's ink han sword style, the ink han sword was cast by Guiguzi according to the style of the eight-sided Han sword, if you look closely, it is slightly different from this red dragon sword.

Boom...

The sword blade that exuded an icy aura made people shudder a little, but the more Han Chen looked at it, the more he liked it, and he couldn't help but take a few steps back, his arm shook, and he swayed a few sword moves.

"Good sword!"

The sword style stopped, looking at the Red Dragon Sword in his hand, Han Chen couldn't help but say.

"Hehe, this is nature!" said the old mentor with a smile. "This Red Dragon Sword is the master of our courtyard, and after the casting is completed, it has been tempered for nine days with the Thunder Pool, which is not only purer, tougher, but also more sharp. It is far from being comparable to an ordinary sixth-grade top-grade spiritual weapon, and it is even close to a seventh-grade peerless weapon!"

"This sword was forged by the courtyard master?" Han Chen had a look of surprise on his face.

"That's good!" the old man's face showed a look of pride, "Although the courtyard master is not a fire spirit body and cannot practice the method of casting, he knows everything about the methods of forging weapons, and it is even more difficult for him not to defeat him!"

Hearing this, Han Chen raised his eyebrows slightly. He had heard Han Ling'er talk about Lei Lingzi before, and it was said that Lei Lingzi's physique. It is a thunder spirit body that is rarer than the five elements spirit body, and can control the power of thunder.

With the strength of the Thunder Lingzi Sword Venerable realm, it can be said that it is easy to control the power of thunder, and even the power of thunder robbery, it is estimated that there will not be much of a problem.

The so-called thunder and fire twins, the body of the fire spirit can become a caster, it is indeed difficult for him, if he knows the method of casting. With Lei Lingzi's control of the power of thunder, a weapon was forged. It's not difficult.

Nodding slightly, Han Chen didn't think much about it, his eyes fell on the Red Dragon Sword in his hand, and he looked at it a few more times, liking it more and more.

"Although the Venerable Dragon Sword is also a six-grade top-grade spiritual weapon, it is far inferior to this Red Dragon Sword. I can replace it!" Han Chen thought to himself.

He cultivated dual swordsmanship, two swords were indispensable, and before that, the two best swords in his hands were Mo Han and Zun Long.

Mo Han was refined by Guiguzi. The quality is high, there is no need to say at all, whether it is tenacity or sharpness, it is comparable to the seven-grade masterpiece, unless it is of better quality, he has no intention of replacing it, after all, this sword is with him for the longest time.

As for the Zun Dragon Sword, although it is not bad, it is not as good as Mo Han, nor is it as good as this red dragon. Especially since the last time he fought with Dugu Ruohan in Donghua Building, and now in several battles, the Zunlong Sword has been damaged a lot.

Now that there is a chance, it is naturally good to replace it, of course, Han Chen is also a sword lover, he will not give up this dragon sword, and if he has the opportunity in the future, he will refine it again.

Turning his hand and putting the Red Dragon Sword into the empty ring, Han Chen raised his eyes and looked at the old man in front of him, his eyes full of anticipation.

How could the old man's mentor not know what Han Chen was thinking, and smiled slightly.

"You're going to put away this last reward!"

As he spoke, he raised his hand and flipped through it, took out a purple scroll from the empty ring, and handed it to Han Chen.

Call!

Han Chen took it, looked down, and suddenly exhaled deeply, but he didn't open it, but directly put it into the empty ring.

"Little one, you're very nice!"

Seeing Han Chen's actions, the old man was stunned, then smiled, turned to look at the people around him, and said in a loud voice.

"This is the end of the top 100 competition in the branch. But you and the hundred must not be complacent. The top 100 branches are just the beginning of the year-end competition, and then the eight courtyards will converge, you should do your best to win glory for my town of heavenly courtyard!"

The voice fell, and the disciples who had won the rank all got up and stood up.

"Disciple remember!"

......

The competition for the top 100 branches is over, and it can be said that a prosperous era in Zhentian Courtyard has come to an end, but a greater prosperity is coming.

Half a month later, the eight academies converged, and the top 100 disciples of each academy all gathered together to compete.

Of course, none of this has anything to do with the current Han Chen. After playing for more than half a month, especially in today's battle with Su Murong, Han Chen was physically and mentally exhausted, and he could recover after cultivating for most of the hour, but the others did not recover so quickly.

His mind and soul power had only recovered fifty or sixty percent by this time. Now he just wants to go back to the small courtyard, take a good hot bath, and then take a good nap, recuperate enough, and then take a good look at what the secret method of the fifth-grade level of the ground level is.

Only, if only there was no such barbarian.

"Han Chen, I'm going to fight you!" Chen Longxiang stopped Han Chen.

"No time!" Han Chen's face was expressionless.

"No, my hands are itchy today, I have to fight!" Chen Longxiang shook his head, raised his hand and directly grabbed the huge heavy sword behind him, and was about to draw the sword.

"Senior Brother Longxiang, there is still half a month, the Eight Academies will gather, and you will have a battle by then, so why rush now?" Han Ling'er blinked and walked up.

"Half a month is too long, I can't wait. Besides, with this kid's progress speed, who knows how much his strength will improve after half a month, and it will be much more difficult to fight when the time comes!" Chen Longxiang pursed his lips and said.

At this time, there were students all around who were about to leave, and when they heard Chen Longxiang's words, they were all stunned.

What kind of play is this? This branch competition has just ended, can we see two young powerhouses fighting again?

And Han Chen is itching with hatred, feeling that this barbarian is using him as a target, and he is ready to beat him up and itch his hands!

"Chen Longxiang, this is Zhentian Courtyard, not your Xuanwu Academy, if you want to come to find trouble, I'm afraid you have come to the wrong place!" At this time, Su Murong walked over.

"Murong, you should know that you are not my opponent!" Looking at Su Murong, who had a slightly cold face, Chen Longxiang pursed his lips and said. (To be continued.) )