"Great Commander, find out!" Tie Ying said to Sun Lieyang.

"Say!"

"Chen Feng led a team of brocade guards into the desert, and someone saw them enter the Sword God Inn!

"Sword God Inn?

"It is said to be an inn in the depths of the desert, and the shopkeeper is a young man named Wang Yuan!"

"Young man?" Sun Lieyang tapped his fingers lightly on the table. "The young man has the audacity to kill my first team of Jinyi guards?"

"Check it out for me! Then check it out for me inside and outside this Sword God Inn!"

"Yes, Grand Commander!" Iron Eagle bowed, and exited the room.

"No matter who is behind you, you will have to pay the price for provoking Jinyiwei!"

It was another morning, and Wang Yuan was practicing knives in the backyard as usual. Murong Qiu ran over and asked, "Boss, it's been two days, has Ximen Blowing Snow's sword been built?"

"Girl. It's already been done!"

"Boss, really, I didn't even see how you built it!"

"Huh. It's a secret!" Wang Yuan said with a dry smile.

"Can I take a look at the boss?"

"Of course it's okay, girl, I'll get it to you when I go back to the room!"

"Shopkeeper, what are you going to get?" Yin Susu just came down and asked curiously.

"The sword of Ximen Blowing Snow is finished, I'll go and get it, you can all take a look!" Wang Yuan said and went upstairs to get the sword! After a while, he came to the backyard with a sword in his hand.

"Boss, bring it to me quickly!" Murong Qiu said anxiously.

"Look at your urgency, give you a steady catch!" Wang Yuan said and handed the sword to Murong Qiu, who held the sword in his hand! All of them are white, as pure and beautiful as snow in the sun.

She grabbed the hilt of the sword and gently withdrew the sword, and a cold aura emanated from the blade! Murong Qiu shuddered, and hurriedly returned the sword into the sheath. "It's cold!"

"What a strong sword qi!" Yin Susu said in surprise on the side.

"You say this is sword qi?" asked Murong Qiu.

"It's indeed sword qi, I didn't expect this sword to have the characteristics of a divine soldier, with its own ice sword qi!"

"You mean this is a divine weapon?" Murong Qiu said with his mouth wide open. Their Murong family also has a divine weapon, which is now stored in the treasure house. Because even Murong Bo didn't dare to use it casually, not everyone could use the divine weapon. If the Divine Soldier is the master, if it is not its master, it will have to pay a considerable price to use the Divine Soldier! It is said that the previous generation of the Murong family lived in the family because of the use of the Divine Soldier, and the life span was lost.

Yin Susu shook his head, and took the sword in Murong Qiu's hand to look at it carefully!" "This sword is not a divine weapon yet, but it may become a divine weapon." As she spoke, she gritted her teeth and drew her sword. Suddenly, I felt the temperature around me drop sharply, and I faintly saw snowflakes condensing in the air around the sword. Wang Yuan and Murong Qiu unconsciously took two steps back, looking at the sword in mid-air!

"Sure enough, it's really Ice Sword Qi!" Yin Susu said movingly. She returned the sword to the scabbard and handed it back to Wang Yuan with both hands.

"Shopkeeper, help me forge a sword!"

"Su Su, I see that you are about to break through, or wait until you reach the innate level!" Wang Yuan frowned.

"Shopkeeper, are you saying that only the innate realm can control such a sword?" Wang Yuan nodded, which was considered a tacit acquiescence. Yin Susu suppressed his excitement, "I will step up the breakthrough of the shopkeeper, and I don't have to pay the bill when the time comes!"

Wang Yuan smiled and agreed, "No problem, it's wrapped up in me!"

Wang Yuan took the sword and put it back in the room, just waiting for the snow blowing in Ximen tomorrow to come and get the sword!

After a day of silence, Ximen Fuxue came to the door of the Sword God Inn early! He couldn't wait to get the sword that only belonged to him!

"Brother Simon is here! It's so early today!" Wang Yuan opened the door and saw the snow blowing at the West Gate outside the door, so he greeted him.

"I'll get the sword, shopkeeper!"

"Okay, you wait, I'll go upstairs and get it for you!" Wang Yuan ran upstairs, and after a while he ran down with the sword in his hand! As soon as he got down the stairs, he shouted, "Brother Ximen, please take the sword!" After speaking, he threw the sword, and a beautiful arc.

Ximen Fuxue reached out his right hand and grabbed the sword that Wang Yuan had thrown over! He stroked the sword gently, like a prostitute caressing a stripped beauty. After touching it for a while, he stopped his hand and looked up at Wang Yuan, who nodded lightly at him.

Simon Fuyuki held the hilt of his sword and forcefully pulled the sword out of its scabbard. The air was filled with a layer of tiny white particles that swirled around the sword. "What a sword!" sighed Ximen Fuyuki. Let's not talk about the hilt and scabbard first, but talk about the sword body like flowing water, as well as this cold sword qi. Simon Blowing Snow simply can't put it down.

He stood outside the door, holding his sword in his hand, and then danced one move at a time. The surrounding area was cold, and there were faint snowflakes falling.