Mu Jianyun was obviously mentally prepared for what was happening at this moment.

So after a brief moment of shock, he quickly came back to his senses.

He raised his eyes to look around at the shocked crowd, the corners of his mouth slightly hooked, revealing a smug smile.

All the stewards and elders were dumbfounded, and then they all looked at Mu Jianyun and swallowed their saliva, all with expressions of wanting to speak.

The chief steward Liu Jianhua also turned from the previous loss to ecstasy, and shouted excitedly: "What are you doing in a daze?

"Yes, the chief steward!" replied the steward.

Liu Jianhua came to Mu Jianyun's side and suppressed the excitement in his heart: "Jianyun, how do you know that disciple is choosing a spiritual weapon?

How could Mu Jianyun know, it was just a blind guess just now.

However, he deliberately pretended to be mysterious at this time, and said lightly: "Chief steward, this matter needs to be kept secret, the fewer people who know, the better, otherwise I will not be able to explain!

"Got it, got it!"

Liu Jianhua nodded like a chicken.

In fact, Mu Jianyun didn't say anything at all, but this did not prevent Liu Jianhua from using his imagination at all.

When the elders of the stewards were excited, they suddenly saw a silver-white spear being thrown out under the ink ice frisbee.

Everyone was stunned, and their expressions were instantly stunned.

"White Pony Guanhong!" exclaimed the steward.

"Oh my God! it's really a white horse, why did you throw it again?" exclaimed another elder in charge.

"The White Horse Rainbow Spear, a heaven-level superb spiritual weapon, a weapon of a powerhouse who dominated the world fifty thousand years ago!"

"Why should you throw away such a heaven-level superb spiritual weapon!"

An elder steward beat his chest angrily, his face full of remorse.

It was the first time that all the stewards and elders had seen the heaven-level spirit weapon thrown away, and they had completely fallen into a mess.

The audience around the sword-seeking platform heard the words of these stewards and elders.

One by one, they were dumbfounded. Amazed.

"What do you mean, what are these elders of the Sword Pavilion talking about?"

"The heaven-level spirit weapon, the White Horse Rainbow Spear, was thrown away?"

"Could it be that the heaven-level spirit weapon that just recognized the Lord was thrown away?"

"Crazy, crazy! I must be dreaming again!"

On the sword-seeking platform, everyone was in a mess, almost crazy.

The chief steward Liu Jianhua saw the heaven-level spirit weapon being thrown away for the second time, and he couldn't stop the corners of his eyes from jumping wildly.

After a brief pause, he was the first to look at Mu Jianyun beside him.

Mu Jianyun's face was light, and when he noticed Liu Jianhua looking at him, he pretended not to notice it, and frowned at the elders in charge and the crowd on the sword-seeking platform who were shouting frantically to vent their shock.

Liu Jianhua immediately understood, and hurriedly shouted at everyone: "Why are you so noisy? Disturb the heaven-level spirit weapon to recognize the master, I will punish it severely!"

Everyone present at this moment is naturally respected by the steward of the Sword Pavilion.

Liu Jianhua is the chief steward of the Sword Pavilion, and everyone has to listen to him.

At this moment, Liu Jianhua spoke, and everyone was stunned, and then they all shut up and didn't dare to speak.

For a while, there was a dead silence up and down the entire spiritual weapon pool.

Liu Jianhua looked at Mu Jianyun and said with a smile: "Senior Brother Jianyun, let you see and laugh! These guys have never seen the world!"

Mu Jianyun nodded slightly, with a light and indifferent expression: "The chief steward has done a good job!

"Pick a spiritual weapon?" the corners of Liu Jianhua's eyes twitched slightly.

The elders and the onlookers all stared wide-eyed, speechless for a long time.

It turns out that the one in the Ink Ice Frisbee is choosing a spirit weapon?

In other words, the heaven-level spirit weapons that were thrown out were all not taken by others?

Everyone was stunned!

Liu Jianhua nodded again and again: "Yes, yes, what Senior Brother Jianyun said is right!"

After speaking, he looked at everyone and ordered: "Keep quiet, and then you will be severely punished!"

Mu Jianyun looked at the people who were holding their mobile phones to take pictures and videos, and whispered to Liu Jianhua.

"There are too many people present to witness today's events, and they are destined to be impossible to keep secret!"

"If it's just words, the world will be shocked, but there will also be rumors and exaggerations! But if we let the video go, I'm afraid it's not ......."

Liu Jianyun suddenly understood, and nodded again and again: "All the elders obey the order! Immediately close the Sword Pavilion and not allow anyone to enter or leave, check everyone's mobile phones, and delete the photos and videos taken!"

The elders of the Sword Pavilion bowed down one after another to receive the order and began to take action.

......

In the ink ice frisbee,

Zhang Xuanji and Tang Xiaohuan watched Lin Xuanyue throw away a heaven-level defense magic weapon again, and their expressions were already very indifferent.

"Senior Sister Xuanyue, you've already thrown away eight heaven-level spirit weapons!" Tang Xiaohuan reminded loudly.

Lin Xuanyue's expression was indifferent: "It's okay, there are still many ground-level spirit weapons, I want to find one I like!"

Lin Xuanyue said, reaching out and grabbing the ninth black light.

Black streamers flew out, and the brilliant black light plunged everything into a brief darkness.

The black streamer was grabbed by Lin Xuanyue in his hand, and a long sword gradually showed its true appearance.

The hilt of the sword is as clear as water, colorless and transparent, the sword body is three feet and two inches long, and the sword body is also colorless and transparent and thin like a cicada's wings.

The tip of the sword is two inches long, and the tip of the sword tip is almost as thin as a penny, and it is impossible to look at it with the eyes.

The body of this sword is so thin that it has no blade, but it does not raise any doubts about its sharpness.

Lin Xuanyue stared at the long sword in her hand, and her beautiful eyes suddenly lit up: "I like this!"

Saying that, waving the long sword, under the infusion of spiritual power, the sword body as thin as a cicada's wings began to tremble at a high frequency.

"Buzz ———"

Between heaven and earth, a crisp and pleasant sword roar sounded, resounding throughout the Sword Pavilion.

The sound is far away and clear, like a long song in the green forest, and the music is melodious and far-reaching.

Hearing this voice, everyone in the Sword Pavilion was shocked.

"Song of the Heavens!"

Liu Jianhua looked at Mu Jianyun and exclaimed.

Mu Jianyun thought that the person who chose the spiritual weapon at this moment was Lin Xuanyue, and faintly felt that the Song Sword was very in line with Lin Xuanyue's temperament.

He smiled at Liu Jianhua and nodded: "If nothing else, this sword is what she is looking for!"

Hearing Mu Jianyun's words, Liu Jianhua suddenly breathed a sigh of relief.

If this sword is thrown again, then I really don't know what to say.

The elders in charge were also stunned when they heard the sound of the sword of Youyuan Qingyue.

They all looked shocked, and then they couldn't stop crying out.

"The Song of the Amazing Hung Ji! It's the Song of the Amazing Hung Ji! The sound of the sword will never be wrong!"

"Amazing Hung Ji Ge is the third-ranked peerless divine weapon among all the heaven-level spiritual weapons in the world!

"The Song of the Heavens has confessed that the Lord has been born!Who is the person in the Ink Ice Frisbee?"

In the ink ice frisbee, Lin Xuanyue put away the song with satisfaction.

She and Tang Xiaohuan both looked at Zhang Xuanji, with a hint of expectation in their eyes.