"Where's your flying sword, take it out and let us all see!"

Stygian glared and shouted.

"Don't worry. ”

Su Zimo's expression was calm, he hesitated a little, and just controlled one of the flying swords, slowly rising from the refining ding.

If one of the flying swords, no one else can see the problem, then everything will naturally be fine.

If someone sees the problem, even if they move all the thirty-six flying swords out, it will only add to the laughing stock.

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, I saw a small and delicate flying sword displayed, the whole body was milky white, and it looked like a slender silver needle.

"What the hell?"

"Can this also be called a flying sword?"

"Hahahaha, this is clearly an embroidery needle, is this Mo Ling refining an embroidery needle to make a female red?"

The Hellfire Temple's group of cultivators laughed loudly.

But many more monks did not laugh.

Because, the vast majority of those present are Yuanying Realm Tianjiao, as long as they look at it, they can distinguish it, although this magic weapon is small and exquisite, it is indeed the form of a flying sword!

Moreover, on this sword body, you can faintly see six lines!

Although this magic weapon is small, it is indeed a six-way magic pattern, an innate magic weapon!

"What's going on now?"

"Both of them have refined innate magic weapons, and the name of the master of the instrument can be divided between the two, but between the two and the two major sects, there is no winner or loser. ”

"Moreover, the time of this ink spirit refining device seems to be shorter than that of the cold cold. ”

Many monks began to discuss.

Everyone in the Hundred Refining Sect looked excited.

They didn't expect that the situation had developed to this point, and there would be a turning point!

Ying Han frowned, he always felt that something was wrong, but for a while, he couldn't think of it.

Hearing the chatter around him, he felt irritated in his heart, and his mind became more confused, and he couldn't figure it out.

"Even if it's an innate magic weapon, there are strong and weak points!"

Ying Leng smiled: "How can your embroidery needle be compared to my flying sword!"

"Just compare it. ”

Su Zimo smiled indifferently, controlled this small and delicate flying sword, and stabbed towards the cold cold.

In the void, a cold light flashed, and this flying sword had already pierced close!

Ying Han was shocked.

didn't have time to think about it, he subconsciously sacrificed the flying sword he had just refined, and slashed towards the stabbing flying sword.

While!

The cold shook all over.

His flying sword was bounced away by this small flying sword, and the light on the sword was much dimmer!

The group is moved!

If it is said that the flying sword was bounced away, it was just that the mana of the cold was inferior to Su Zimo.

The attenuation of the light on this sword means that the cold flying sword is indeed no match for this small flying sword refined by Su Zimo!

Su Zimo's flying sword, suspended in mid-air, exuded a milky white light, as if it could absorb the energy emitted by the scorching sun, and it became more and more blazing!

You must know that the essence of this flying sword is a candlelight stone!

Even if it's an innate magic weapon, it's hard to shake it!

Su Zimo cultivates the eye of candlelight every day, with the help of the scorching sun.

The scorching sun and the candle stone have some kind of mysterious induction and connection, and it is naturally not unusual for such a scene to appear.

It's just that, in the eyes of many monks, it is extremely shocking!

"Although this flying sword is small, it can attract the light of the scorching sun, which is really eye-opening. ”

"It seems that in this battle for refining weapons, the Hellfire Temple has lost. ”

When this change occurred, the faces of the monks of the Tiangang Sect, the Mixed Yuan Sect, and the Sword Sect gradually sank.

If the Hellfire Temple loses, they will have no reason at all to attack the Hundred Refining Sect!

No matter what happens in the future, at least at this Thousand Crane Tea Party, the crisis of the Hundred Refining Gate has been resolved!

"Since they are all Innate True Monarch magic weapons, in my opinion, it might as well be counted as a draw. ”

At this moment, Tiangang Sect Pang Lan Zhenjun said lightly.

"On what basis is it a draw?"

"That's right, the flying sword of the cold is obviously not an opponent!"

"That's it, the refining tripod we use is still an ordinary refining tripod!"

The Hundred Refining Sect group cultivators held back the fire in their stomachs, how could they be willing to give up.

"That's it!"

Lanyue Daojun stood up at the right time and said lightly: "This refining weapon dispute is really eye-opening, since the two monks have both refined innate magic weapons, they should be counted as a tie. ”

"As for the difference between the strength and weakness of the innate magic weapons, in the hands of different monks, the display is naturally very different.

"Both of them are masters of practicing weapons, as for the best Tongxuan tea, the two of them can drink a cup together! This matter is over, there is no need to argue!"

Lanyue Daojun obviously has a sense of favoritism.

The cultivators of the Hundred Refining Sect were all indignant.

The Jade Ding Daoist shook his head and motioned for everyone to be quiet.

Qianhemen is the master of this tea party, and even the master of a sect has said so, so there is no point in entanglement.

Jian Wuxian said loudly: "Yes, hurry up to the next link! There are some grievances, it's time to settle them!"

Whew!

In an instant, countless eyes full of murderous and hostile intent all fell on Su Zimo's body!

At this Thousand Crane Tea Party, I don't know how many people want to kill Su Zimo and hurry up!

"Good. ”

Lanyue Daojun nodded and said, "In this case, please drink this tea together, take a break, and then proceed to the second part of this tea party, Tianjiao competition!"

"He deserves a cup of tea with me, too?"

Just when everyone thought that this matter was over, Su Zimo slowly opened his mouth and sneered.

"What's your opinion?"

Lan Yue Daojun's eyes froze, and his face was gloomy.

Su Zimo's repeated provocations had already made her really angry in her heart, but she had been restrained.

"Opinion no. ”

Su Zimo said lightly: "However, the outcome of this refining battle is the clearest!"

Then, I saw him beckoning gently, and a large area of milky white flying swords slowly rose in the mid-air refining ding, suspended in the mid-air refining ding!

Thirty-five handles!

Even before, it was thirty-six flying swords, exactly the same, without the slightest difference!

Thirty-six flying swords, reflecting the scorching sun overhead, exuding milky white light, more and more blazing, dazzling!

Hiss!

There was a gasp from the crowd.

This scene is too shocking!

Even the three Dharma Dao Monarchs here all watched this scene with their mouths wide open and their eyes wide in disbelief.

"What the hell is this...... What is it?"

"This person has refined a full thirty-six flying swords, all of which are innate magic weapons?"

"It's not just thirty-six innate magic weapons, but it's exactly the same, this is refining a whole set of flying swords!It's terrifying!"

"Oh my God, is this the work of man?"

Refining an Innate True Monarch magic weapon is already shocking enough.

This is good, Su Zimo directly threw out a big lump, this kind of visual and mental impact is indescribable!

Qun Xiu was dumbfounded, and his jaw was about to fall to the ground.

"Where did this person come from, people worked hard to refine an innate magic weapon, all of which were favored by God, and this guy actually engaged in mass production?"

"It's better than a fart, the cold is weak!"

The cold was like being struck by lightning, and the whole person sat on the ground, staring at his eyes, his mind was blank, and he just kept shaking his head: "This is impossible, this is impossible!"

The repeated blows had already made him a little in a trance.

(End of chapter)