All sectarian ritual weapons registered in the imperial court are forbidden to be used in court competitions, which is the default rule. A small sect like the Iron Crown Sect generally only has one magic weapon, and at most two.

Once this kind of magic weapon is borrowed, lost, or robbed and killed halfway, it means that the Iron Crown Sect has also lost the foundation of the Sect, and it will disappear with it.

And in the imperial court, the sect that has lost the magic weapon of the establishment of the sect will also be immediately removed from the registration, and from then on it has no right to establish a sect on the spiritual vein, nor has it the right to recruit disciples.

Therefore, it is generally rare for a sect to lend the fundamental bronze blood magic weapon of the sect to its disciples. The people of Blackwater Cliff didn't expect that the Iron Crown Sect would dare to do this!

"My lord, my lord, disqualify him, this guy is breaking the rules!-"

A disciple named Blackwater Cliff shouted, trying to get the examiner's attention. But in the noisy crowd, several examiners in the distance did not move, and they did not know whether they heard it or not.

The surrounding candidates were also ignored.

"That's enough, can't you see it? He's a newly refined magic weapon!"

A cold cry came from the side.

Hearing Zhang Daoyi's reprimand, the disciples of the Black Water Cliff lowered their heads one after another and remained silent.

Zhang Daoyi's face was cold, frosty, and his face was also not good-looking. Yang Ji actually has a bronze blood magic weapon, and the grade is not low, this is really the most unbelievable thing that has happened in this martial arts examination!

With this heavy weapon, Yang Ji even has the qualifications to apply to the imperial court for registration of a small sect, as long as he passes the assessment, he can open a sect and establish a sect!

This kind of qualification, even he doesn't have it!

Blackwater Cliff is a respected status and powerful strength. The high-hand tools are as dense as sand. But those magic weapons are all from the cliff, not his own.

In other words, even if he held seven or eight magic weapons in his hand, he only had the "right to use", not the "right to own". Ownership is in Blackwater Cliffs!

Just rely on this artifact. Yang Ji has already surpassed all the candidates in this year!

The only one who can compete with him and compare with him is only Sima Shaozhen, and even Wei Boyang does not have this qualification.

Because Wei Boyang's background is doomed, he, like himself, only has the "right to use", but not the "right to own". It is impossible to start a sect with the magic weapon in your hand.

But even Sima Shaozhen couldn't do this kind of thing. The Sima family in the northwest is in the military lineage, and it is impossible to establish any sects!

In other words, if Yang Ji is willing. He was already the sect leader of a sect.

But what made Zhang Daoyi care most was not this, but the strong smell of fire emitted by the magic weapon above Yang Ji's head.

This is clearly a new magic weapon that has just been baked, and the breath of the furnace has not completely dissipated.

"Earth Volcano Village! It must be Earth Volcano Village refining for him! In the entire eastern border, only they have this kind of strength!"

Zhang Daoyi's heart was up and down, and his heart was so angry that his teeth itched.

He also inquired about the Earth Volcano Village, and it was easy not to refine magic weapons for others, and even the families and wealthy families had to be closed. Zhang Daoyi dispelled his attention, otherwise. He also wanted to ask the Earth Volcano Zhuang to help him make a bronze blood magic weapon.

But unexpectedly, the Volcano Village refused all the families and wealthy families. But he created a bronze blood magic weapon for Yang Ji. This is equivalent to doing Yang Ji a great favor!

If it weren't for the Earth Volcano Village, Yang Ji would probably have been eliminated by now, where could he still compete with Sima Shaozhen and have a huge hope of winning?!

"Tu Su Renxiong, you are really kind enough to favor one over the other! After this incident, see how you explain it to everyone!"

Zhang Daoyi hated Yang Ji. He also hated Tu Su Renxiong together.

A friend of an enemy is an enemy, although Zhang Daoyi can't deal with a heroic figure like Tu Su Renxiong, but it's okay to go back to the sect and report to the elders of Heishui Cliff.

I believe that the elders of the cliff will definitely not let him benefit. And there is no need for Heishui Cliff to come forward, just after this martial arts examination. Those families, nobles, and wealthy families who have been repeatedly rejected from the door are afraid that the burning anger can annihilate Tu Su Renxiong.

- You must know that Tu Su Renxiong swore an oath before, claiming that he would never refine any more bronze blood magic weapons. But this oath was broken too quickly, right?

"Wang Tai really picked a great student!"

Under the ring, Zhou Tong, the chief examiner of Imperial Capital who presided over the game, slowly closed his wide open mouth, looked at it, and sighed.

There was a surprising turn in this game, Yang Ji suddenly had the hope of defeating Zhang Daoyi, which even Zhou Tong did not expect.

Frankly speaking, although Yang Ji defeated Zhang Fu, in fact, he was still not optimistic about Yang Ji at all.

What was going on with the game with Zhang Fu, presumably Yang Ji himself knew it. That game was not really a loss.

It's just that Yang Ji took advantage of a little flaw in Zhang Fu's own flaws, expanded it infinitely, and finally defeated him. The use of stratagems other than strength speaks for itself.

However, Sima Shaozhen's turn was different, he didn't have any flaws on him that Yang Ji could take advantage of. If Yang Ji wants to defeat him, he can only use his strength to defeat him without any tricks.

Before that, Yang Ji didn't have this kind of strength at all!

But after that, Yang Ji has been completely different!

Frankly speaking, Yang Ji has made up for his biggest shortcoming compared to those children of the family, and it is also the biggest shortcoming, the huge resources, weapons and magic weapons provided by the huge family background!

Yang Ji, who has made up for this huge shortcoming, frankly speaking, has stood on an equal footing with the children of any big family, whether it is military or local, whether it is in the continent or outside the continent!

Coupled with Yang Ji's own super talent and strong strength that stands out from his peers, frankly speaking, now the situation has reversed, and it is no longer those children of the family who have the upper hand, on the contrary, it is now Sima Shaozhen who is threatened by Yang Ji!

In the ring, Sima Shaozhen obviously understood his situation, and his face became a lot more solemn.

"What kind of artifact is this?"

Sima Shaozhen looked at the huge crocodile phantom above Yang Ji's head, which was about to occupy half the size of the ring, and asked everyone's thoughts at this moment.

The huge crocodile-shaped beast on Yang Ji's head was undoubtedly the spirit of this magic weapon, such a spirit had never been seen before, and its form was different from all the spirit spirits.

That kind of monstrous and sea-swallowing aura, as if it was about to destroy the whole world, you can tell at a glance that it is not an ordinary giant beast. The grade of this magic weapon on Yang Ji's head is probably not under his "blood sickle"!

This is something that Sima Shaozhen definitely didn't expect in advance.

He originally thought that the position of "Wu Jieyuan" was nine out of ten, but now, Sima Shaozhen suddenly felt uncertain. The current Yang Ji and the previous Yang Ji are completely two different concepts.

The two are very different, there is a world of difference!

From Yang Ji, Sima Shaozhen suddenly felt a kind of pressure.

"Hehe, I haven't been around for a long time since I got this artifact, and I haven't thought of a name yet. ”

Yang Ji looked up at the soul of the crocodile-shaped giant beast in mid-air, and smiled slightly:

"Even if it was born out of magma, let's call it the 'Magma Crocodile'!"

"Buzz!"

Hearing Yang Ji's words, Sima Shaozhen was stunned, and suddenly felt a strong sense of jealousy. Although he didn't know the specific effect of Yang Ji's magic weapon, just this sentence already made Sima Shaozhen feel a strong threat.

The first grade of the bronze blood magic weapon is the "river level", and most of them are captured by the souls of water-based giant beasts as instrument spirits.

Sima Shijia's "Blood Scythe" replaces water with blood, which has gone beyond the concept of the so-called "water", and at the same time, it uses the invisible undead who died in battle as the soul of the fierce beast, this unusual way makes the power of the "Blood Scythe" greatly exceed the blood magic weapon of the same level, and become the pinnacle level of the "river level" bronze blood magic weapon!

And Yang Ji used the dangerous giant beasts in the magma as the instrument spirit, which was much more precious than the soul of the ordinary hunting water giant beast as the instrument spirit.

It is conceivable that the magic weapon refined in this way will inevitably be more powerful, far exceeding the ordinary "river level" bronze blood magic weapon.

From this point of view, the "magma crocodile" in Yang Ji's mouth is probably no less inferior than his "blood sickle".

"I was the one who held it up before, and I couldn't imagine a magic weapon like you!"

Sima Shaozhen said solemnly:

"Even so, I won't have any hands left. Yang Ji, take it!--If you want Wu Jieyuan's fame, come and get it!"

"Boom!"

The void shook, the entire ring trembled, Sima Shaozhen's right hand was facing the sky, pointing at the blood sickle handle in the sky, and in an instant, the surrounding air shook, and the layers of space were cracked, and spread out in the direction of Yang Ji in the shape of a wave.

Behind the waves, a sickle-shaped phantom as thin as a paper blade and huge shrouded half of the ring, slashing towards Yang Ji. Looking at that stance, even if it is steel, I am afraid that it will be cut in half like tofu.

"A sea of blood!"

Sima Shaozhen's means are far more than the same, and with a movement of his heart, Sima Shaozhen destroyed the power of the rules possessed by the "Blood Scythe".

Boom, wind and thunder, and a majestic suction force emanated from the blood scythe hanging high in the air. An invisible storm seemed to have set off in the void.

And the Scythe of Blood is at the center of this storm.

"Ahh

There were bursts of exclamations under the ring, and a candidate who had already withdrawn far back screamed, fleeing into the crowd behind him like a wild horse out of the territory.

On them, streams of blood mist burst out of their bodies, rolling and swaying, converging towards the ring like life.

- No one thought that they were so far apart, and the blood scythe would still have an effect on them. And it's more powerful than ever!

"Retreat! Retreat!"

A martial arts examiner shouted urgently. (To be continued.) )