The fatal scholar and Wang Yuan looked at each other in the air, and the two of them put on a posture and did not make a move immediately. Both of them locked on each other's qi, but Wang Yuan was obviously much weaker in terms of momentum. Although the scholar who killed him did not let go of his cultivation, Wang Yuan could clearly see the person on the other side, just like the endless sea, he could set off a monstrous wave at any time.

Because Wang Yuan is only an acquired master, the life-killing scholar did not use all his strength. However, even so, Wang Yuan couldn't hold on. He roared, and the dragon slaying knife slashed straight at the deadly scholar. It is the "Wind Splitting Knife Method" that is used, and the opponent's qi machine is cut in half with one sword. The deadly scholar added, and the sword was unsheathed and stabbed at Wang Yuan. The sword came first, and it was about to stab Wang Yuan's throat in an instant. It looked as if Wang Yuan had sent it to the tip of the sword himself.

Wang Yuan is worthy of withdrawing the knife and retreating, while protecting his neck with the knife face. The Deadly Scholar continued to stab forward with his sword, and finally stabbed on the surface of the knife. Hearing only a sound, Wang Yuan was lifted by a huge force, his body couldn't help but fall backwards, and the right hand holding the knife was numb.

"Ah!" it was indeed the scholar who took the opportunity to stab Wang Yuan on the left shoulder with another sword. The tip of the sword pierced his clothes, but it did not hurt Wang Yuan's flesh. The life-killing scholar put away his sword and jumped out of the circle, hugged his fist at Wang Yuanyi and said, "Brother Wang is offended!"

"Brother Song is so handsome. It's because I can't do enough to underestimate the heroes of the world. Wang Yuan said ashamedly. Just now, he claimed to try the other party's kung fu, but he didn't expect that he didn't even have the other party's two moves. He also thought about using his sword qi to compete with the scholar's desperate sword, but now that he thinks about it, it's really ridiculous that Yelang is arrogant. Thinking of this, Wang Yuan felt that his face was hot.

"Brother Wang, don't care, the swordsmanship under you is a little special, and the next year will be the way of assassination. ”

"Brother Song, could it be the scholar's life-killing sword just now?"

"Uh, I'm sorry, Brother Wang, that's not. The Deadly Scholar shook his head.

"Can you give me a glimpse of the Scholar's Mortal Sword?"

"No problem, Brother Wang, please take your looks. After the scholar finished speaking, he waved his sword. A cold light suddenly appeared, and suddenly a black spot appeared in the cold light, like a black hole, and the light around it was sucked in. The sword light flashed, and the black hole finally turned into a dark star and flashed into ink. The deadly scholar returned to the sheath, and everything seemed so silent. If there is someone on the other side, I'm afraid he has already been taken from his life by now.

"Boss, this sword is so powerful!" exclaimed Murong Qiu's eyes widened.

"The Scholar's Death Sword really lives up to its name. Yin Susu also said, his words full of jealousy.

"Brother Song's swordsmanship is an eye-opener. Now that I have a score in my heart, I believe that I will definitely be able to forge a sword suitable for your swordsmanship for Brother Song. ”

Wang Yuan stepped forward and said with a smile.

"It's so troublesome, Brother Wang, I'll give you how much it costs to forge a sword. The life-killing scholar said.

"A total of 5,000 taels of silver. Just come back in three days and get your sword. ”

"Is it all about three days?" said the deadly scholar.

"That's right, in the evening three days later, you can come to me. ”

"Thank you so much Brother Wang! Here are 8,000 taels of silver, and the rest is the forging fee of Brother Wang!" The scholar took out a stack of silver tickets from his arms and handed them over.

"This, Brother Song is too much!" Wang Yuan hurriedly waved his hand and said. The life-killing scholar pressed the silver ticket in Wang Yuan's hand and said, "Brother Wang doesn't have to be polite to me, money and I are like floating clouds." I beg Brother Wang to make a good sword for me!"

Wang Yuan saw that he was sincere, so he accepted the silver ticket. "Brother Song, don't worry, although the sword I forged cannot be said to be the best, it must be the most suitable for you to use. ”

"Then Brother Wang has taken his leave, and I will come back to get the sword in three days. ”

"Brother Song, I'll send you. Wang Yuan said as he sent the Death Scholar out of the Sword God Inn. Sending away the deadly scholar, Wang Yuan laughed self-deprecatingly, "Inn, do you say I'm too self-righteous?"

"Slave, I actually think it's okay. Your talent is good, it's just that the time you have been practicing martial arts is too short. ”

"I'm definitely going to double down on my practice. By the way, when will you make a sword for the Deadly Scholar?"

"Slave, since you have already collected the money, it will be fine tonight, but the cost is 6,000 taels of silver. You see that this inn is about to be upgraded, and it will become more powerful after upgrading. As a slave, do you want to give me a congratulatory gift? Of course, this inn will not open its mouth, only 1,000 taels of silver, 1,000 taels is fine!"

"Inn! You are really getting more and more shameless, and you still ask me for a congratulatory gift! I won't give it to you!" Wang Yuan said speechlessly.

"Slave, I'm not talking to you, I'm just informing you routinely. Tips: The 5,000 taels of silver for making the sword have been deducted from your balance, and another 1,000 taels of silver have been deducted from the gift money. Hehe~"

...... In the face of such a scoundrel and willful inn, Wang Yuan finally chose 'forbearance'!

After dinner, Wang Yuan began to practice "Changchun Gong" in the backyard. To be honest, Wang Yuan was a little slack a few days ago, and felt that he was already an acquired master, so he didn't practice very hard. Today's two defeats to the deadly scholar were like a blow to the head that woke up Wang Yuan, and made him start to examine himself again.

The scholar who killed him was very strong, but the Dugu strategy that defeated him was stronger. Wang Yuan clearly realized that the most indispensable thing in this world is genius, and only by making much better efforts than others can he stand with these geniuses in the future. Only hard work can live up to it, and the martial arts world will walk for a while.

Originally, he practiced for one hour at night, but tonight Wang Yuan practiced for two hours. By the time he returned to his house, it was almost time. Lighting the lamp, he found a sword on the table. "Inn, is this the sword made for the deadly scholar?"

"Yes, slaves. It's getting late now, and the inn is going to rest. Don't call me if you don't have anything else!"

Wang Yuantan picked up the sword from the table with his left hand, held the hilt with his right hand, and gently pulled out the sword. The blade of this sword is made of Ugin, the black blade is smooth into the mirror, and there is a blood groove on both sides of the sword near the tip of the sword. This sword is thinner than an ordinary sword, thinner than an ordinary sword, and a few points lighter in the hand. Wang Yuan tried to swing the sword, but the sword slashed through the air without a sound. Sure enough, it is a sword, and the inn must be a high-quality product.

In the turn of the day, Murong Qiu and Yin Susu had also seen the sword, and Yin Susu was very envious. Determined to break through the innate barrier as soon as possible, it was the first time that she wanted to have a sword made by Wang Yuan. In addition to the sword, Wang Yuan also tasted the newly brewed wine with Murong Qiu and Yin Susu, although the appearance was not affected by the luminous glass, but this sweet and delicious wine won the praise of Murong Qiu and Yin Susu. At lunchtime, the two of them actually drank a pot each.

On the evening of the third day, the scholar arrived on time. "Brother Wang, has my sword been cast?"

"Brother Song, wait a minute, wait for me to go upstairs and get it for you. After Wang Yuan finished speaking, he turned around and went upstairs, returned to his room and took out the sword. He went downstairs and handed the sword to the Deadly Scholar.

"Brother Song, please try your sword. Song Shanyue, a scholar who killed him, took the sword with both hands, and he couldn't wait to pull out the sword in his hand. From the handle to the blade of the sword, he looked inch by inch with his eyes, stroked with his hands, and sensed with his heart. And the sword seemed to sense its master, and it made a slight buzzing sound. People are choosing swords, and swords have spirits and will choose masters.

"Sure enough, it's a good sword!" the deadly scholar's eyes widened, and a different color shot out of it.

"Brother Song likes it. This sword is specially made for you, you can give this sword a name!" Wang Yuan said with a smile.

"You'll be called the Dark Star from now on!" the Deadly Scholar said to the sword in his hand. In response, there was another buzz, as if he was very satisfied with the name, and sure enough, there was a spirit in the sword. Wang Yuan was very happy to see that he was very satisfied with the sword.

"Brother Wang's kindness in forging the sword cannot be repaid, and he will never give up when he comes to my place in the future. The life-killing scholar returned the sword into the sheath and said to Wang Yuan.

"Hahaha, Brother Song, you are too polite! Don't forget that you paid for this sword. Wang Yuan said with a smile.

Brother Wang laughed, how could such a good sword be bought for a few thousand taels. I have something to do today, and I will definitely have a drink with you another day. ”

The scholar who killed him again bowed his hand.

"Brother Song, take care. There will be a period later. ”

"There will be a date later!"