When the high-crowned young man of Tumu Fort took out this sword, the originally casual please shuddered suddenly, and his eyes glared at the boss.

At this time, Qin Feng really had a feeling that he had no place to find when he stepped on the iron shoes, and it took no effort to get it, if it weren't for the fact that there were too many people present now, he would even want to go up directly to grab it and fly away.

But before Qin Feng's excitement subsided, the entire hall suddenly became boiling, and the other four sects even the old man showed a sneering face.

"Young Lao'er, the Sprinkle family has lived for so long, and they really haven't seen anything indestructible, let alone the slightest aura. At this time, a round-faced monk with a stocky figure and a gray monk's robe said.

"It turned out to be Master Yuanjue, no matter what the master can do, if he can destroy this sword, Qing is willing to give 10,000 spirit stones and choose other treasures as a color head. The high-crowned young man was not angry after being provoked, but smiled slightly and said politely.

"Okay, let's try the power of your sword!" the sneering Master Yuanjue glanced at the Dragon Scale Sword a few more times and said with a sneer.

At this time, the elders of the other sects cast curious glances at the two of them, and secretly guessed what was so powerful about this sword that was not even a magic weapon that could make the young old monster who never spoke big words say such words.

What no one noticed was that the center of the white-haired youth's black pupils had turned white at this moment, and a strange fluctuation came out of the white pores.

Just as the elders were staring intently, Monk Yuanjue had already taken out a thigh-thick demon slaying pestle. The high-crowned young man smiled slightly, and threw the dragon scale sword into the air with a wave of his hand.

The next moment, Monk Yuanjue quickly probed with his divine thoughts, and after not sensing the slightest abnormality, he suddenly threw the demon pestle with his hand.

Monk Yuanjue was a spiritual liquid monk, and the golden demon slaying pestle was naturally also a treasure such as a treasure, and it struck it like lightning with ten thousand golden rays.

"Boom"

In the blink of an eye, the Demon Suppression Pestle and the Dragon Scale Sword struck each other, and the seemingly mighty Demon Suppression Pestle was cut by the blade at the moment when it hit the Dragon Scale Sword. The golden light suddenly dimmed by as much as half.

Meanwhile. Since the dragon scale sword was thrown out, without any impact, after being hit by the demon pestle, it spun away to the other side with a bang.

The next moment. I saw that the thin old man beside the white-haired young man disappeared without moving. The original location was blurred again and reappeared in place. The dragon scale sword appeared in his hand.

After the thin old man took the dragon scale sword in his hand, he stared at the dense lines on the surface of the dragon scale sword with an extremely solemn expression, and stroked it with his thin palm from time to time. There was an incredible look in his eyes.

At this moment, although Qin Feng was calm on the surface, his heart was already turbulent, he had already thought that the Dragon Scale Sword should be very strong, but he didn't expect it to be so strong.

And this is just a token of Rashomon, I really don't know what it will be like to cultivate Futu Lu to a high and profound realm.

Qin Feng was very surprised, but except for the high-crowned young man who took out the dragon scale sword, the other elders were even more surprised, even to the point of being beyond their reach.

Looking at the world, everything that is hard and incomparable is owned by the practitioner, and even the material will exude a rich aura, otherwise it will never be too tough. But this strange sword does not have the slightest aura fluctuation, it can only be said to be a thing born of heaven and earth, but if it is born of heaven and earth, how can it be a sword shape? Or is it such a strange sword shape?

The reason why they laughed at the high-crowned young man just now was precisely because they took into account the above facts, but they didn't expect to be slapped in the face in the blink of an eye.

The elders of the sects, you look at me, I look at you, they are all shocked, saying that they don't know anything about the strange sword, and the high-crowned young man also calmly looks at the thin old man without saying a word.

At this time, the white-haired young master had already taken the dragon scale sword, and the white slit in his pupils suddenly dimmed, and a trace of faint white silk floated out of it, wandering on the sword's body.

After a while, the white-haired young master and the thin old man looked at each other, and then handed the dragon scale sword to the other party.

After the thin old man put away the dragon scale sword again, he took a strong step with his legs, held the hilt of the sword in one hand, and formed a palm knife in the other, his face changed, and he slashed towards the dragon scale sword fiercely.

"Buzz"

The next moment, the blood flashed, and the part of the thin old man's palm that touched the sword body immediately broke, and half of the palm fell off, and the broken palm surface was bleeding like a pour.

"Elder Dream Realm be careful. ”

"Elder Dream Realm, don't be careful. ”

"Elder Dream Don't, let me try it below. ”

The next moment when the thin old man's palm broke, all the elders suddenly became anxious and made an afterthought.

And the thin old man who is the party has always belonged to the legendary dream elder, a fiery red pill suddenly appeared in his palm and swallowed it, the broken palm squirmed for a while, and the blood light flowed uncertainly, and after a while, the novice who was exactly the same as before grew.

"The elders of the dream realm are supernatural, and the younger generation admires them. ”

"Shangzong Dan is really magical, it can actually regenerate limbs. ”

For a while, all kinds of sycophants came one after another, and Qin Feng, who was standing in the back row, couldn't stand it anymore.

"Qing Daoyou, where did this thing come from, does it really want to be used as a color head?" After the Dream Elder was reborn with a severed limb and the white-haired boy secretly transmitted a few words, he said bluntly to a few people.

"This thing was contributed by a junior disciple, and it was said that it was bought from a mortal weapons shop, and since Qing has taken it out now, it is naturally used as a color head. The high-crowned young man arched his hand, smiled and replied simply.

"In that case, these five items will be used as the lottery for this competition. The thin old man shook his hand and put the object back into the storage bag.

At this time, Qin Feng, who was at the end, frowned, he didn't know what was going on, he always had a bad feeling now, as if something extremely troublesome was going to happen.

"Purple Ridge Sand Crystal, 10,000-year-old mica, Canghai Sky Star, White Water Divine Wood, and indestructible sword co-object color head. Whoever has the highest ranking in the final competition will be given priority to choose from the five prizes. The thin old man said, and then the style of painting changed, and he continued: "The young master has already given an order just now, if anyone can come with the invincible sword with him, he can fulfill a wish for whom. ”

Hearing the sound, the council hall suddenly exploded and became buzzing.

This time, the four of them worked together at a huge cost, and used a great favor to invite the young master to participate in this competition, and presided over the change of the competition method, but there was no favoritism in the competition. In the end, when the time comes to carve up Jiuli Yuan, he will not help, at most he will help when he goes back to say a few good words.

While the elders were discussing, Qin Feng also felt a roar in his head, and the stone hanging in his heart suddenly sank to the bottom, and his heart suddenly became heavy.

He didn't want to expose his strength, but wanted to take the opportunity to intercept and kill a few Tumu Fort elders and find out the news from them. But now the dragon scale sword has appeared, but as soon as it appears, it falls into the tiger's mouth, and God seems to be playing with him.

After a while, Qin Feng thought about it repeatedly and felt that this was already the worst ending, it seemed that only by winning the first place and working carefully could it be possible to recapture the Dragon Scale Sword.

In the end, Qin Feng had to think bitterly, and instantly became firm again, and vowed to recapture ......the Dragon Scale Sword this time!