The sword is known as the "king of a hundred soldiers". It is not a direct view of beauty, but a matter of making each suitable for its own use.

Therefore, it is a third-class system, so as to treat the third-class people, so that they can be convenient as they please. The stem of the sword is ten inches long, and if the sword body is five times as long as its stem, it is seven feet, and it weighs nine pounds, and it weighs five catties and twelve taels.

Only the long and powerful one can then win it, so the sergeant obeys it. The sword body has four stems, the length of the stem is two feet five inches, the weight is seven pounds, then two catties and fourteen taels are also, the length is light and heavy, so it is called the middle system.

Only those who have the middle are suitable to obey, so the sergeant obeys it. If the sword body stops three of its stems, then two feet of ears, heavy stop five qiang, then two catties of one two or three points of the middle ear, light and short, so it is called the next system. Those who are short in form and weak in strength can be served.

At this time, the sword held by the owner of the Sword Casting Villa, the sword body is about ten feet long, and the two lings are pendant, like a butterfly body, and the whole body is full of crystal colors.

The sword is sharp, the spine is smooth, the sword is engraved from the flowing clouds, the jaw of the sword is smooth and transparent, the stem is covered with the scale skin of the beast, and it turns into a colorful under the sun. The bone-white sword grid is carved on the left and right, a dragon and a phoenix, echoing the two heads, the sword head beast eye orb is foiled, and the tassel sword robe is a little blue.

"What a beautiful sword!" Lan Xiao was attracted by the seven-colored colors flowing on the sword, and for a moment it was difficult to control himself, and he felt it.

"Senior Sister Lan Xiao, your cultivation is still submerged, I'm afraid it will be difficult to control this divine sword, so you should be content to wait. Lan Bing reminded secretly on the side.

Lan Xiao looked lost, but after a moment, he turned clear and said, "Hmph, forget it if you don't need it, anyway, the young master of Sword Casting Villa promised to build me a sword that is more divine than a divine soldier." ”

Renjie's face on the side changed slightly. But it's a little bitter.

Jian Zhentian held the sword in his hand, and introduced it in his mouth, "This sword is one of the seventy-two blessed lands of Taoism, Lingquan Cave, and the selected rainbow spar has been irradiated by Lingquan Changhong day and night, and the color is transparent and colorful, so the sword body is so colored, which has no half of the flaws and miscellaneous minerals integrated, and the old man has forged it by himself, so that he has a smooth body, and the sword handle is attached to the 10,000-year-old demon beast Luan Butterfly Broken Powder and the bones of the snake. It is also equipped with the eye of the rhino as the head of the sword. This sword is suitable for all kinds of people. Is there anyone who wants to be compatible with this sword?"

After speaking, everyone was gearing up, ready to move, and they all wanted to try to see if they could communicate with this sword. Transform into your own sword and get it in your pocket.

"Senior Sister Lan Bing. Won't you give it a try?" Ling Tian couldn't help but ask. "This sword is so beautiful, it is very compatible with you!"

Lan Bing couldn't help but blush slightly when he heard that Ling Tian was using this gorgeous sword as a metaphor for himself. But he said indifferently, "I already have the dual swords of Qingxuan and Qingming, and I agree with it, so I won't think about it." ”

I heard a crisp voice in the crowd shouting, "I'll give it a try!"

I saw that a female disciple of the Zixia Sect was moving erratically, and she had already approached the front of the sword cultivation pool, Jian Zhentian threw the long sword in her hand high, and the woman flew to pick it up, and in a blink of an eye, she had already held the sword in her hand.

Before she could land, the sword body shot out a rainbow of light, trembling violently, and the woman couldn't grasp it, but a smooth and delicate Qianqianyu hand began to twist and bend from the tips of her glossy fingertips, and was violently shocked and broken in all directions.

There was a "buzz" sound from the sword, and an extremely strong wave erupted, knocking the woman directly to the ground, spitting out a stream of blood.

And the divine sword was thrust upside down in front of the woman.

"It seems that this sword is not suitable for you..."Jian Zhentian smiled slightly, and gently pushed out his palm, lifting the woman up.

The woman also smiled indifferently and said, "The little woman's cultivation is still substantial, and she has no fate with this sword, and it is difficult to control, which makes everyone laugh." ”

Then she returned to the group of Qingxia disciples, surrounded by Qingxia disciples, checked and treated her injuries, it seems that she is the leader of the Zixia Sect, if she is difficult to control this sword, it seems that the other female disciples of the Zixia Sect have no chance with this sword.

"Is there anyone else you'd like to try?" Jian Zhentian asked again...

After a while, many people had already tried the sword, but they all returned with injuries. Even the little white face of the god of the Hehuan Sect in the demon gate also liked the appearance of this sword, and went to try one or two structures and returned with serious injuries, at this time he was immersed in the gentle countryside surrounded by four beauties, and he was relieved to "be" conditioning his injuries...

At this time, Ling Tiancai felt how difficult it was to control a divine sword, if he had listened to Master Quan's words and chose the other two, he was afraid that he would also be injured by the sword a few points before he could take the sword down.

"Isn't there anyone who can control this sword?" Jian Zhentian frowned slightly, thinking that he had never expected the cast divine sword to be so powerful, and he was a little worried in his heart, if no one could take this sword away and stay in the village, he was afraid that he would be missed by others, how to retreat.

At this moment, one person in the Yuanchen Sect stood out, this person's appearance was extremely ordinary, if he was mixed in the crowd, he couldn't see any bright spots, and the simple gray robe of the Yuanchen Sect was even more unnoticeable.

But after this person picked up the sword, the trembling of the sword could not help him at all, as if he had operated some secret method of the sword, and the sword was held to death, and the person followed the movement of the sword and jumped up and down, and any movement was carried by the sword.

The sword shook the sky with both hands on his back, and Ha Lu Ha Da Lu smiled, "It seems that this sword must belong to this distinguished guest of the Yuanchen Sect!"

As soon as the words fell, the disciples of the Yuanchen Sect waved the sword at will, and danced a set of swordsmanship around the body, and as it was cleaned up, it fell on the back, "Thank you seniors and everyone present for your success! This sword body is like a seven-colored rainbow, and the sword momentum penetrates the heavens and the earth, so I will call this sword the name Guanhong!"

"Okay! What a divine sword, Changhong! I hope this sword can follow you from beginning to end!" Jian Zhentian praised from the bottom of his heart.

After the disciples of the Yuanchen Sect returned to the team, Jian Zhentian once again used the method of taking the sword and took out the second divine weapon from the sword cultivation pool.

I saw that the second sword was deep and blue, like a ghost in the night, and the sword shape was no different from the ordinary sword body, but the connotation in it was very depressing. It seems to be filled with endless sorrow and resentment.

"This sword material is taken from an extraordinary stone in the Buzhou Mountain, the knowledgeable people in the village observe that this stone mine is the outer heaven of the underworld meteorite iron, buried in the Buzhou Mountain regardless of the years, contaminated with the spirit of the ghost gate, slightly quiet, the stone body belongs to the cold, and then is soaked in the yin gas, very fierce, we can only transform the sword into shape, but can not match the carving, with the object, etc... Can anyone try one or two?" Jian Zhentian asked after giving a brief introduction to the sword.

Many people went to try, but they were injured by the cold on the sword, and the cold poison in their bodies was difficult to suppress, so they were all helped by Jian Zhentian to recuperate.

In the end, it was obtained by a young disciple of the Biquan Sect, and the young disciple was extremely accompanied by the cold qi of this sword, exuding a cold aura all over his body, and the sword was actually subdued by the cold qi carried by the young disciple, which surprised Ling Tian.

"I love this sword... Give me a name, follow me!" the disciples of the Biquan Sect spoke simply and coldly, like ghosts sneaking out of hell.

The third sword is a heavy sword, it seems to be accompanied by Dongfang Poji, although the blade is paused, but exudes an arrogant atmosphere, the huge sword spine is carved with fangs, very exquisite, the sword grid seems to be a pair of magic eyes, always revealing a crazy look.

"This sword is based on the extraterrestrial meteorite found on the eastern coast not long ago, and the strange thing is that there is a burning mark where this iron is, but the sea water rushes on the beach but bypasses this iron, and automatically disperses on both sides, and never touches it. It just so happens that this iron is very compatible with Honjo's sword-casting method, so it is cast into such a delicate heavy sword, and the sword grid is matched with a pair of crazy wolf eyes, which shocks the heart. Does anyone dare to try?"

Dongfang Po went to try the sword at the instigation of Ling Tian, and between grasping and gripping, he suddenly felt the extraordinary weight of this sword, and it took a lot of effort to hold the sword up, but it was not moving. There was also not a hint of wanting to communicate with Dongfang Po on the sword. The last one smashed Dongfang Po's foot, Dongfang Po covered his feet and shouted back to the team, and was despised by Ximen Wuji.

In the end, this sword was taken by a disciple of the Boundless Sect who was half a point thinner than Dongfang Po. As soon as this sword was held in the disciple's hand, it exuded a strong madness aura and burrowed into the disciple's body.

Then the eyes of the disciple of the Wuya Sect turned red instantly, and he laughed, as if he was crazy, and waved his sword wildly, and the tiger was angry, forcing everyone to retreat one after another, "This sword is mine......!

PS: May big explosion update, today's second update!