In the turquoise scabbard was a crimson sword.

The crimson sword blade was very smooth, but when it came out of the scabbard, it seemed like countless sharp teeth were rubbing, which looked very strange.

The deep red and turquoise colors are also striking and unforgettable.

"Bihai Sect?"

The woodcutter frowned.

The green-shirted guest still drew his sword slowly, but he smiled faintly, "Take the sword of the Bihai Sect, and it may not be a member of the Bihai Sect." ”

The woodcutter was ready to stop talking.

But when the opponent's sword was drawn more than halfway, the vitality began to stir around the sword body, and the mist in the mountains began to flow sharply, his brows furrowed a little deeper, "It's obviously the boundless wind and rain of Tianyi Pavilion, but it makes people think it's the Yunshui Palace's Yunshui Turbulence." ”

Wang Jingmeng, Lin Zhuojiu, Yan Xinlan, including the green-shirted guest, everyone present could understand the meaning of the woodcutter's words.

This green-shirted guest used the sword of the Bihai Sect, and used the exercises and swordsmanship of Tianyi Pavilion, but he imitated the sword intent of Yunshui Palace, which of course made people unable to figure out his true master's origin, and made it impossible to deduce his identity.

The cultivators who besieged Gu Liren also left traces of Wei Yunshui's sword intent, which may also be such a method.

The green-shirted guest still only smiled faintly, but the look in his eyes was a little more solemn.

He didn't know the identity of this woodcutter, but even if he was Gu Liren's friend, he was not an ordinary cultivator, and being able to see the true sword intent at a glance showed that this person was a real great master.

"Let me see your sword. ”

He said.

Before his voice sounded, countless white mist in the night sky had been sucked by his sword like dragons.

Countless drops of crystal water beads formed in the air, and then accelerated sharply, and with the acceleration, they kept stretching in the air, turning into countless crystal water swords.

Wang Jingmeng looked up at the night sky.

Looking at these slender water swords that were faster than he could perceive, and perceiving the powerful power in them, he was sure that no matter what kind of sword moves he used, even the countless swords of the besieging grandmasters on the stone pillars here, or the many changes of the thirty-two swords, it was impossible for him to resist these crystalline water swords.

Because there is too much difference in strength.

The terrifying power contained in any slender water sword was enough to shake the sword in his hand away.

Therefore, you can fight across borders, but you can't fight across many borders.

And at this time, he could perceive that the truly powerful sword was not the slender water sword that fell from the sky, but the crimson long sword in the hand of the green shirt.

At the moment when he felt something, a loud rumbling sound sounded in front of the green-shirted man, as if a real wind and thunder suddenly appeared in front of him.

A puff of energy suddenly appeared around the crimson long sword, and these energies were white, like a circle of waves.

The crimson sword resembles a reef peeking out of the waves.

The woodcutter's brow furrowed a little deeper.

This didn't mean that he couldn't deal with the opponent's sword, or that the opponent's sword intent was so strong that he found it very tricky. It's that the other party has been out of the sword from the beginning to the present, and this sword is the only one he can't see the origin of the other party's master.

Just visible and invisible, there is no difference in his response.

He shot.

In his hand appeared a short sword, no more than two feet long.

If it weren't for the sharp tip of this short sword, anyone who saw it would immediately think that it was nothing more than a piece of dark iron rod, or a piece of unforged pure gold.

The dark sword body was not even flat, it looked black, even like a layer of pot ash, not to mention exquisite runes, not even any patterns.

However, the moment he saw this sword appear from his sleeve, except for Wang Jingmeng, who didn't know this sword, everyone present changed their faces.

The green-shirted guest's face changed, and Lin Zhuojiu and Yan Xinlan also changed their faces.

This woodcutter really doesn't need to put in the effort to introduce and prove himself.

Because this sword has proven itself in the world of cultivators, leaving countless legends.

This is probably the most famous sword ten years ago, and the heaviest sword in the world.

Decades ago, a meteorite fell in Guanzhong.

That meteorite was called a demon star or a confused star by the star officials of the year.

The place where the meteorite hit happened to be the largest sword house in Guanzhong.

Several sword refining masters fell in this heavenly fire.

However, it is unbelievable that the meteorite fell into the blast furnace, and some of the sword tires turned into molten scrap iron, but the center of the meteorite fall, the pure gold in the meteorite and some dark iron in the blast furnace, were condensed into one thing, which was the sword in the woodcutter's hand at this time.

This sword can't be said to have formed completely naturally, as it usually comes from the Skyfire Meteor, but half of it also comes from some of the almost finished sword tires in this blast furnace.

But it happens to form such a sword shape, and in the eyes of many people, it naturally belongs to a demon.

The birth of this sword had a strange color, so it was generally called the Demon Sword at that time, or the Demon Star Sword.

But what makes the sword more remembered is its weight.

It was really as heavy as a mountain, and the cultivators under the Six Realms couldn't even lift it at all, let alone hold the sword to perform any complete sword moves.

The owner of this sword is called Qi Hanshan.

From the time this sword appeared to the time it disappeared, there was never one owner.

Accompanied by Qi Hanshan and this sword, it is also a sad and strange story.

The sword workshop where the sword was refining originally belonged to the Qi family, the young master of the Qi family, Qi Hanshan, was the most prestigious genius cultivator in the Guanzhong, and the fastest Guanzhong cultivator to cultivate to the Seven Realms in those decades.

He didn't feel that the sword would bring misfortune and foreboding.

On the contrary, he loved the sword.

In order to bring out the most powerful side of this sword, he even went to great lengths to obtain the Mountain Hell Sword Sutra of the Xuanshan Sword Sect in the past.

He fused many sword moves from the Mountain Hell Sword Sutra to create a sword on his own.

This sword is called the Heavy Mountain Sword.

It's like a sword smashed out of a sword with a lot of mountains.

But later more people liked to call this sword a sword break.

Because after he created this sword, he was invincible in Guanzhong for a while, and no one could withstand such a sword from him.

He defeated countless powerful enemies and left behind countless legends.

However, this sword... There's really a problem.

Some of the pure gold in this sword really has a slow erosion effect on the bodies of some ordinary people.

By the time he found out, his wife was seriously ill and incurable.

And his wife is pregnant with his child.

Not only that, but in the year his wife died, Guanzhong suffered a great drought that was rare in a century, and after the great drought, there was a plague.

Many wealthy gate valves have declined, including the Qi family.

Then the sword and its owner disappeared.

However, now Lin Zhujiu and Yan Xinlan, including this green-shirted guest, really know that the owner of this bewitching sword has retreated to the mountains and forests and has become an ordinary woodcutter.