Before the Sword Casting Conference, the Iron Sword Pavilion, Jian Kuo was called to the council hall by the pavilion master the night before he set off for Bashui Mountain.

"Pavilion Master, may I ask what are the instructions for calling the disciples here?" Jian Kuo asked with a bow.

An old man with a sturdy body and gray temples stepped forward and patted Jian Kuo's shoulder, this person was the pavilion master of the Iron Sword Pavilion, Jian Tianji.

"It's just you and me here, you don't have to be so restrained. Jian Tianji looked at Jian Kuo kindly and said.

"Yes, Grandpa. Jian Kuo's expression was also slightly relaxed.

Jian Tianji continued, "I'm just looking for you to chat. How's the preparation for the Sword Forge Conference?"

"It's all ready, I have found five disciples from the early stage of the Yuan Shen Realm to go with me. Jian Kuo replied.

"This sword forging conference is far from being as simple as you think, the major immortal sects are all fighting for victory, especially the Qifeng Pavilion, they will definitely do their best. Sha Qingying can come up with such a high-quality treasure, and he will definitely not give it to others easily. Jian Tianji said earnestly.

"Grandpa, why did you agree to Qifeng Pavilion to hold this sword-forging conference?" Jian Kuo asked with some confusion.

"Top-grade wind attribute spar, I also want to try what peerless divine weapon I can create, and Sha Qingying took out a thousand-year-old pure heart solid scripture grass, as long as I promise to help cast the sword, I can get this spirit grass, how can I not agree?"

Pure Heart Solid Meridian Grass, can calm the true qi of the riot in the body, treat the meridians that are seriously damaged after going mad, and also have the effect of calming the nerves and nourishing the yuan, it is the best healing spirit grass.

Five hundred years ago, the sword scar went mad, and was fortunate to have the help of a master to save his life, but he left sequelae, often running away in his sleep, unable to control his emotions, and the true qi in the body is very unstable.

Jian Kuo knew his grandfather's illness well, and naturally understood why he agreed to participate in this sword-forging conference, "Grandpa, please rest assured, the child will definitely win this conference." ”

Jian Tianji said softly: "Kuo'er, it doesn't matter if you win or lose, grandpa just asks you to be safe." You should bring Dark Shine to this conference!"

"Grandpa, did you agree with me to use Dark Yao?" Jian Kuo asked with some puzzlement. In the past, when he was out of the house, Sword Scar never allowed him to go out with Dark Yao, but he didn't expect that this sword forging conference would let him bring a sword.

"When you encounter an opponent you find difficult to deal with, you can use Darklight. There is one more thing, I have almost adjusted this time, I want to retreat and heal for a period of time, I need the cooperation of the masters in the cabinet, no one will accompany you when I go out this time, you must not act carefully, protect the safety of yourself and your fellow disciples. ”

"The child understands, please rest assured!"

In the previous melee, Jian Kuo had already seen He Weisheng's strength, and he could control seven cultivators of the Yuan Shen Realm at the same time, and he had to pay attention to this opponent who had only cultivated to the Yu Dan Realm. The Dark Flare in his hand was created by Sword Scar himself, and it took up to a year to complete.

The name of the dark light is from the sword sky, and it was in the morning light when the sword was formed, and the sun and earth shimmered on the starry sky, so it got this name. Dark Shine is made of black iron, and the Sword Heavenly Scar is one hundred and eight days long from iron to wrought iron. When it was built, the thousand-year-old snow dragon's essence blood sacrificial sword was also added, forming a special pattern, and finally there was the current giant sword Dark Shine.

Jian Kuo held the sword in both hands, a trace of silver flashed in his eyes, and the originally dark dark light turned snow-white, and the black dragon that surrounded the heads of the five of them instantly turned snow-white, and his body began to change, wings grew on his back, hind limbs turned into legs, and his entire body was covered with snow-white scales.

"Dragon Soul, open!" Jian Kuo's entire person's aura suddenly skyrocketed, and his cultivation strength was close to the late stage of the Yuan Shen Realm.

He Weisheng controlled the five-colored dragon to attack the snow dragon of the Iron Sword Pavilion, and under the two dragons, everyone also started a real battle.

With the Yuansheng Battle Requiem, the five people of Qifeng Pavilion had all reached the middle stage of the Yuan Shen Realm, but after really fighting against the people of the Iron Sword Pavilion, Dong Xiaolong understood why Qin Qianxing would say that the winner or the loss was still undecided. With the cultivation improved by the secret method, after all, it was only a vain strength, and in the face of the Iron Sword Pavilion's attack that was known for its domineering, Qifeng Pavilion was only barely able to draw with it.

"The cultivation method of the Iron Sword Pavilion focuses on the physique, and it is not absolute to measure their strength simply by the cultivation realm. Qin Qianxing stood beside Dong Xiaolong and said softly.

"It is indeed very feasible to use the powerful physical power to strengthen one's own attacks, but there must be some shortcomings in the subtle use of true qi. Dong Xiaolong replied.

"What you said is very reasonable, and because of this, the true qi cultivated by the Iron Sword Pavilion is very domineering. I have learned something about the Iron Sword Pavilion, and at the beginning of the cultivation of the disciples of the Iron Sword Pavilion, they have to undergo one to two years of body quenching, and then they can cultivate their unique internal strength and mental method. The subsequent improvement of cultivation must be accompanied by the improvement of the physical body, otherwise the meridians will be damaged because they cannot withstand the domineering true qi of cultivation. ”

"Therefore, the Iron Sword Pavilion's use of the attributes of true qi is relatively concise, and the combat style is mainly based on physical skills, so as to make up for the lack of true qi use. "Dong Xiaolong judged by the attack style of the disciples of the Iron Sword Pavilion on the field, these four people are all majoring in physical arts, and Wu Yan is good at using the True Qi attribute to attack, which is why Wu Yan did not participate in this team battle, Jian Kuo needs the fierce fighting style of the other four people to assist him.

On the field, Jian Kuo waved the dark light to face He Weisheng. Dong Xiaolong originally thought that Jiankuo was also majoring in physical arts, but Jiankuo's performance surprised him very much. The latter's pace combined with the sword-swinging attack made it clear that it was a kind of swordsmanship that was attacking quickly.

Although He Weisheng can dodge Jiankuo's attacks with his fast body technique, every attack of Jiankuo is a range attack, and each attack is increasing his own attack, and his speed has also improved, which reminds Dong Xiaolong of the knife technique used by Qin Storm encountered in the trading city, and the two have the same effect.

He Weisheng seemed to be waiting for something, still dodging and not attacking, until Jiankuo's attack could already keep up with his speed, he picked up the jade flute in his hand and played a melodious and gentle tune, a pale white true qi rose from under his feet, and the seemingly ethereal true qi actually stopped Jiankuo's attack.

"Overcoming rigidity with softness, he can control his true qi to this extent. Dong Xiaolong saw the doorway at a glance.

Jian Kuo was a little surprised, however, the dark light in his hand was not so simple, as the lines on the pitch-black giant sword lit up, the true qi released by He Weisheng was actually swallowed by the dark light, and the barrier was also broken in an instant.

He Weisheng's figure retreated, and the sound of the flute suddenly became rapid, and then several red sonic attacks surrounded Jian Kuo. Jian Kuo waved the dark light in his hand, scattering He Weisheng's attack, and then the dark light pattern lit up, and a black and white dragon-shaped sword qi attacked He Weisheng.

The sound of the flute quickened again, and his true qi gathered again, condensing into a milky white snake, meeting the black and white dragon-shaped sword qi of the sword. The two were very different in size, but just as the two were about to collide, the milky white snake wrapped around the black and white dragon body and directly dissolved the dragon-shaped sword qi.

Jian Kuan's figure retreated, and his hands raised Dark Yao, and in an instant, the aura of heaven and earth began to converge into the sword. After a few breaths, Jian Kuo swung a sword qi horizontally, attacking the remaining four disciples of Qifeng Pavilion, and then spun his body in a circle, throwing Dark Yao into the snow dragon. The snow dragon combined with the dark light, let out a dragon roar, and quickly attacked the five-colored dragon.

"Burning Rock Fist!" Jian Kuo's fists condensed, his body moved quickly, his fists gathered lava, and he went straight to He Weisheng.

He Weisheng kept changing the tune and attacked Jiankuo who was running towards him, but a true qi barrier appeared around Jiankuo, ignoring He Weisheng's sonic attack. The speed of his legs continued to increase, and seeing that Jiankuo was about to reach He Weisheng's body, He Weisheng stopped playing, put away the jade flute, and faced Jiankuo head-on.

Just when Dong Xiaolong kept guessing He Weisheng's next move, the breath around He Weisheng's body turned into ink-colored, and his palms drove the ink-colored true qi directly to meet Jiankuo's scorching rock fist. Dong Xiaolong asked himself, in the face of Jiankuo's punch, he could at most be sixty percent sure that he could catch it head-on, but He Weisheng only retreated half a meter in his body and defused Jiankuo's attack.

That ink-colored true qi originated from the true qi of Sha Qingying, the master of Qifeng Pavilion, Jian Kuo never thought that He Weisheng would leave such a hand. However, Jian Kuo reacted quickly, his body took half a step back, and his fists wrapped in lava slammed into the ground in front of He Weisheng.

He Weisheng realized the danger and was about to retreat first, but Jian Kuo's blow came too quickly, and a lava pillar instantly rose under his feet. This blow did not see He Weisheng successfully dodge, and the five-colored dragon in the sky also fell behind, and was about to be defeated by the snow dragon.

Sha Qingying's heart was a little nervous at the moment, although He Weisheng had his help, he was still not completely sure. And when he saw He Weisheng hit by this blow, there was also a trace of worry in his eyes, after all, he was his own personal disciple, if there were three long and two short, he didn't want to see it.

Dong Xiaolong was also a little worried about He Weisheng, although he didn't want Qifeng Pavilion to win the game, but he also didn't want He Weisheng to be injured, after all, for him, He Weisheng was also a friend, even if the two were in an opposing situation, he still regarded He Weisheng as a friend.

As the lava pillar dissipated, a milky white ball of light appeared, but soon the ball of light shattered, and He Weisheng appeared in everyone's sight with the jade flute in his hand, and he still suffered a lot of damage from this blow, but fortunately with the protection of the jade flute, he was not fatally injured.

"What is the origin of the jade flute in Brother He's hand?" Dong Xiaolong felt the faint gold veins on the milky white jade flute, presumably it would not be a simple jade flute.

"It's very rare to see people in this fairy realm who use the flute as a weapon, and even I have seen it for the first time. Qin Qianxing explained.

Jian Kuo's blow also consumed a lot of money, and in order to stabilize the dark dragon's soul before, he also input a lot of true qi. Now that both sides have their own attrition, this team battle has entered the final stage, and the loss and victory are between this last wave of confrontation.

The two sides lost all their last true qi to the dragon in the air, and wanted to decide the winner of this game with the two. As the true qi of both sides was exhausted, the five-colored dragon and the snow dragon also launched a final wave of attacks, and the two collided with each other and emitted a dazzling light, and when the light faded, the two dragons had already disappeared, leaving only the giant sword in the air.

Dark Yao didn't pause, but ran straight towards the five people of Qifeng Pavilion, and the true qi that Jian Kuo passed to Dark Yao played its last role. The Dark Shine Giant Sword turned into a translucent black dragon shape and attacked the Qifeng Pavilion disciple who was already powerless to resist.

Everyone thought that at the end of this game, He Weisheng once again blew the jade flute in his hand, and the five people of the Iron Sword Pavilion on the opposite side were instantly like enchanted, and ran directly to the outside of the field, seeing that the black dragon transformed by the dark light was about to arrive in front of He Weisheng, the five people of the Iron Sword Pavilion had already fled outside the venue.

The dark light landed and set off a huge impact, the dust filled the entire field, and as the drum sounded, Sha Qingying's figure appeared on the martial arts arena, blocking the final fatal blow. He Weisheng relied on the spiritual control of the last song to win this team battle thrillingly.