"Be careful, the Divine Sword Hongyan is about to be born, everyone retreats, don't be hurt by Hongyan's sword qi!" Zhu Xinrong shouted loudly.

Old Ghost Zuo waved his hand and said, "Retreat, retreat! All the disciples of the Flower Valley, step back!"

Huo Niulin didn't need to be urged at all, and the first one ran away like lightning into the distance, like a frightened little beast.

Excalibur was born, the sky collapsed, and the momentum was thousands!

This is the idea of almost all the disciples of the Burial Sword Palace, in their hearts, this sword has been circulated in the Burial Sword Palace for many years, it is almost the first divine sword of the Burial Sword Palace, and the divine sword that is related to the fate of the Burial Sword Palace, the scene of birth is naturally different.

What's more, the second-grade blades are full of momentum, and as the top first-grade blade in their eyes, the momentum of the divine sword should be even more extraordinary.

However, after the earth shook and the mountains shook, what flew out of the sword mound was a red light that was only more than half a foot long and as red as blood.

In this red light, a small sword that was half a foot long and could barely see the hilt of the sword flew quietly in the direction of Zheng Ming.

The sword is small, and the body of the sword is like blood!

If this red face is an ornament, there will definitely be many people who believe it, but when they see this sword again, almost all people believe that this sword is a divine sword red face.

It's not that the body of this sword is as red as blood, but because this sword seems to have a strange charm, and the moment you see this sword, it gives people a feeling, a feeling of seeing your beloved's red face.

It's just such a short sword, how to use it?

The Red-faced Divine Sword flew silently through the void and landed in front of all the second-grade blades. And at the moment when the Hongyan Divine Sword landed. Those long swords that stood in the air. There was a tremor almost at the same time.

It's a roar of surrender, it's a roar that greets the king!

Zheng Ming already felt the surrender of this divine sword to him at the moment when the red-faced divine sword fell, and he beckoned towards the red-faced divine sword, half a foot long, and flew straight towards Zheng Ming.

A red face without a scabbard, a red face as blood.

With the Hongyan Sword in his palm, Zheng Ming could even feel it. The joy of this red-faced sword, it is pouring out its own joy, its own surrender.

The moment the red-faced sword fell into Zheng Ming's hand, the sword that had originally gathered in front of Zheng Ming, showing the momentum of ten thousand swords towards the monarch, made a tremor almost at the same time, and then retreated towards the sword mound like a tide.

The sword is like a tide, and the momentum is so magnificent!

And in the sword light like a tide, no one noticed. Another sword flew out of the sword mound, a six-edged sword like a piece of iron.

No. This presents a hexagonal prismatic sword, which should not be called a sword, but a hexagonal sword.

There was no brilliance, no luster, nothing amazing, but he did fly out of the sword mound, and then rushed up against the current and rushed towards Zheng Ming.

It's just that it's so inconspicuous that no one notices the hexagonal prism sword.

When all the long swords fell into the sword mound, the four-foot sword, which was like a six-sided iron pillar, also fell in front of Zheng Ming.

The red face trembled, and the murderous spirit was in the sky!

As the king of the sword shrine, the Hongyan Divine Sword has its own pride, and the master it chooses naturally cannot be touched.

Even if it is a second-grade blade, under its sword power, it has to surrender and flee, but the stupid and thick black hexagonal sword pillar looks like a dead pig that is not afraid of boiling water, and it quietly stopped in front of Zheng Ming.

The light of the red-faced divine sword became more and more scorching, and the sword shadow that soared into the sky almost dyed half of the sky red.

"Hongyan is Hongyan, it is worthy of a first-class divine sword, this kind of power is really completely urging, I will definitely not be able to take it with a sword!"

Zhu Xinrong is full of surrender and admiration for the Hongyan Divine Sword, but unfortunately, this divine sword named Hongyan is not the one who surrenders.

"That's nature, Hongyan is the number one divine sword in our Burial Sword Palace!"

Zhu Xinrong's words were filled with a hint of pride, a kind of pride from the bottom of her heart, and she looked at the old ghost Zuo at this time, even with a hint of looking down.

But soon, Old Ghost Zuo ended the conversation between the two people in a very simple and painful way.

"Thinking that this first divine sword is about to fall into the hands of our Flower Valley makes it difficult for my heart to be calm. ”

When he said this, the old ghost Zuo stroked his heart with his hand, looking like he was about to collapse with excitement at any time.

And this was equivalent to a big slap, which slapped Zhu Xinrong's heart hard, and she stared at Zheng Ming, who was holding the Hongyan sword in her hand, her face was full of hideousness.

Originally, Zheng Ming was the person they invited from the Burial Sword Palace, and he wanted to take the Hongyan Sword on behalf of their Burial Sword Palace, but now, Zheng Ming has become a person from the Flower Valley, this kind of thing, every time he thinks about it, Zhu Xinrong feels that there is a kind of heartache in his heart.

The winner of the Hongyan Divine Sword is the owner of the Burial Sword Palace, which is almost a decree that has been circulating since the establishment of the Burial Sword Palace.

Do you recognize or disagree with this decree?

Just when Zhu Xinrong was extremely entangled, the blood light in the sky disappeared without a trace, and the red-faced divine sword once again regained its appearance of half a foot, lying quietly in Zheng Ming's palm.

And the hexagonal iron pillar long sword was held by Zheng Ming with his other hand, like an iron rod, indescribably stupid and black!

Thirty-six sword plates, after the ten thousand swords re-flowed into the sword mound, began to fall silently, although Zheng Ming, Zhuo Yingkang, and Ying Shaodian were in a higher position than ordinary disciples, but they all fell to the ground almost at the same time.

And at the moment when they landed, the sword plate that was originally under their feet had disappeared without a trace.

There is no sword plate, under their feet, there is only land!

Less than thirty teenagers all looked down in amazement, and then many people's eyes looked at the sword mound.

They participated in this Sword Shrine Meeting, although the goal was the Red Face Divine Sword, but they could not get the Red Face Divine Sword, and they also expected to get another Divine Sword.

After all, there is only one Celebrity Excalibur.

Not to mention the second-grade blades that have been condensed and are imposing, they are the third-grade or fourth-grade blades, and they can get one, and they can also make them soar into the sky.

But now, one by one, they don't get anything, this ...... What a situation this is.

"Palace Master Li, our sword hasn't been retrieved yet, are you going to reopen the sword shrine?" Li Jianchen stared at Li Qiuran and asked in a deep voice.

As the holder of the vision of the Red Dragon Circling Pillar, Li Jianchen felt that even if he couldn't get a second-grade blade, there must be no problem with the third-grade.

However, now that they have landed, according to what they know about the opening of the Sword Shrine, this is the end of the Sword Shrine Meeting.

They are not reconciled!

Li Qiuran also frowned, as the palace master of the Burial Sword Palace, she had presided over several Sword Shrine Meetings, and she had encountered such a Sword Shrine Meeting for the first time.

The Red Face Divine Sword did not fall into the hands of Chiyan Mountain, but the seed boy who came to participate in the Sword Shrine Meeting did not have time to obtain the blades he deserved, and all the blades had already rushed into the Sword Shrine.

How could this be possible to open the sword mound again, so after a moment of hesitation, she looked at Zhu Xinrong.

After all, this is not a trivial matter, so it is better to ask your own master's opinion.

Zhu Xinrong also encountered this kind of thing for the first time, but now, she didn't have the heart to pay attention to these failed teenagers. The Hongyan Divine Sword was born and fell into Zheng Ming's hands, and the next thing he had to deal with was his relationship with Zheng Ming.

So after seeing Li Qiuran's gaze, she said indifferently: "This kind of small matter, you can handle it yourself." ”

"Everyone, there is a time limit for the opening and closing of the sword shrine, and now that the sword shrine has been closed, it means that you have nothing to do with the blade in my sword shrine!" Li Qiuran's voice was calm, but there was a hint of undoubted flavor in his words.

As soon as she said this, the teenagers present were immediately disappointed, most of them did not come for the Hongyan Divine Sword, they just wanted to get a blade that matched their own from this sword mound.

But now, this kind of thought has become a dream, how can this not make their hearts full of disappointment!

But disappointment is disappointment, most of the teenagers did not resist, many of them came from the Burial Sword Palace, and they did not have the courage to resist the words of the palace master.

As for the young man in the Valley of Flowers, although he was not convinced, he also knew Li Qiuran's identity, so he could only suppress this resentment in his stomach.

They didn't dare to resist Li Qiuran's words, but they looked at Zheng Ming with eyes full of anger, they were all this kid, if he hadn't come to such a place, how could he and the others not even get a sword.

At this time, the aura of the Heavenly Sword on Zheng Ming's body had dissipated, and he was holding a half-foot red face in one hand and the hexagonal prism sword in the other, and he was exploring the difference between the two.

The nameless card of the young man is really extraordinary, and under the urging of the cold current of the sword plate, there is actually a Ten Thousand Swords Dynasty!

is worthy of being the king of swords, but unfortunately, this kind of heavenly sword posture, he can only get one-tenth.

Li Jianchen and the other young men were full of angry eyes, Zheng Ming didn't mean to pay attention to it at all, those blades that rushed out of the sword mound, they didn't choose you, what do you care about me?

"Zheng Gongzi, you have obtained the Hongyan Divine Sword, and you are the hero of our Burial Sword Palace, I want to have a good talk with Zheng Gongzi. Zhu Xinrong groaned for a moment, and finally stepped forward to Zheng Ming, and said with a smile.

If Zhu Xinrong's attitude towards Zheng Ming was frosty when he didn't get the Hongyan Divine Sword, then now Zhu Xinrong's attitude towards Zheng Ming is simply a flower blooming in March.

Looking at Zhu Xinrong with a smile on his face, Zheng Ming smiled lazily and said, "This Elder Zhu, are you mistaken, I am representing the Valley of Flowers to participate in this Sword Shrine Meeting. (To be continued.) )

PS: Huhu, the sword Hongyan appeared, but what is the stupid big black and thick giant sword that appeared later than Hongyan?