Li Qianqiu stood on the commanding heights of morality and looked coldly at Situ Kong who fell to the ground, there was no disdain in his eyes, he had the attitude of a superior, and everything looked very calm.

And at this moment, Lin Shaoping's face couldn't laugh at all.

Three swords, spanning two small realms to defeat the disciples of Tibetan Sword Peak, as the peak master of Tibetan Sword Peak, I don't know where to put this face.

The masters in this division were also stunned, no one dared to guarantee that they would be able to catch Li Qianqiu's three swords, even if it was a sixth-order master of the Returning Realm.

Ye Pingen looked at Li Qianqiu and said coldly, "If he wants to kill you, he shouldn't give him a chance, no one will appreciate it, especially Hidden Sword Peak, you see them from top to bottom, which one doesn't want to kill you?"

Li Qianqiu smiled and replied, "How about letting them score three points first?"

"Stupid. Ye Pingen scolded lightly, then waved his hand and signaled, "Return the Broken Abyss Sword to me, and then go to Shenbing Peak to apply for a suitable sword for yourself, they may not give you a good one, but it must be suitable." ”

Li Qianqiu's own sword has been broken, and he must have a sword to take advantage of when fighting, otherwise even if he can resist, he will lose in the end.

"Where is the Divine Soldier Peak?" asked Li Qianqiu.

Ye Pingen's afterglow swept past a fourth-order cultivator who had returned to the Void Realm not far away, stretched out his hand and signaled, "You come here, take the junior brother to the Divine Soldier Peak to apply for a sword, don't embarrass him, otherwise I will personally go to the Divine Soldier Peak to find your elder!"

This fourth-order cultivator is also a disciple of Shenbing Peak, looking at Ye Pingen's sharp eyes at this moment, he was suddenly terrified, and he didn't dare to oppose at all, those who dared to confront these women of Seven Jade Peak were all masters who could fight each other, otherwise they would all be beaten with a stick, and in the end, they didn't know who beat them.

"Senior Sister Ping'en, rest assured, the younger brother will definitely take care of Senior Brother Qianqiu. The disciple hurriedly said respectfully.

Although I hate it, but the strength is there, and if there is anger, I have to be a ninja.

Li Qianqiu said, "What do you call Senior Brother?"

"Senior Brother Wang Wei, you can call me Senior Brother Wang Wei, and I will take you to Shenbing Peak. Wang Wei saw Li Qianqiu's strength, and he really didn't dare to provoke it, not to mention that Li Qianqiu's attitude was not the same as that of the six demon girls, so he sincerely brought Li Qianqiu to the Divine Soldier Peak.

Divine Soldier Peak, which belongs to the thirteenth peak, is also really important, and the grade of the weapons created is very good, but ordinary disciples can only apply for weapons created by ordinary disciples of Divine Soldier Peak, and only a very small number of disciples can apply for weapons and flying swords created by elders.

Soon, Wang Wei took Li Qianqiu to the martial arts cultivation ground of Shenbing Peak, where a large number of weapons were placed, and the grades were the lowest, and they could be applied for at will.

"Senior brother, the grade of these weapons is very poor, I don't think they are suitable for you, I will take you to apply for a slightly better weapon. Wang Wei looked at the Tibetan Soldier Pavilion, there were nine floors in total, and the higher he went, the higher the level of the weapon!

The highest level is the pseudo-immortal soldier, but there is only an inferior pseudo-immortal soldier there, or the treasure of the town pavilion, and even the peak master cannot enter the top floor at will.

At the entrance of the Tibetan Arsenal Pavilion, there were two extremely powerful Lingqi Realm old men guarding it, and there was also a white-haired old man sitting in the room who was responsible for filling in the information of those who entered the Tibetan Pavilion.

The two Lingqi Realm elders at the door glanced at Li Qianqiu and asked in a cold voice, "Which peak's disciple?"

Li Qianqiu replied, "Disciple The seventh disciple of the Seven Jade Peak, who has just joined the Seven Jade Peak, has come to apply for a suitable sword. ”

"Disciple of the Seven Jade Peak, your cultivation is so low, just find a weapon in the martial arts cultivation field, you are not qualified to enter the Hidden Weapons Pavilion. One of the old men said coldly.

"Senior Uncle Haoyue, this junior brother is amazing, the three swords completely defeated Situ Kong, who was at the peak of the fifth order of the Hidden Sword Peak's Return to the Void Realm, and it was ...... Senior Sister Ye Pingen asked him to apply, do you want to make it convenient?" Wang Wei asked respectfully.

Hum!

Haoyue snorted coldly and asked indifferently, "Joke, is it possible that Ye Pingen asked him to come, he is qualified?"

Li Qianqiu twitched between his eyebrows, reached out and took out two golden tickets from his arms, both of which were one hundred taels, and said with a smile, "Uncle Shi is convenient, take this golden ticket to drink tea." ”

Money can make ghosts grind, this sentence is true, that Haoyue and another old man of the Lingqi Realm suddenly smiled, reached out and took the golden ticket and hid it in his sleeve.

"Let's go in, but there is still your Uncle Yue Lin inside, don't forget filial piety. Haoyue said lightly.

Li Qianqiu is too lazy to care, these years in the mortal world, what does not rely on money to speak.

Entering the Tibetan Soldier Pavilion, Li Qianqiu smiled and sent one hundred taels of golden tickets to Yue Lin.

Yue Lin suddenly had a smile on his face and said, "You kid, you are here, what kind of golden ticket do you give, it's really filial, go to the second floor to find some suitable second-grade swords." ”

Li Qianqiu immediately climbed up the pole and said, "Uncle Shi is polite, if you don't respect your uncle as a disciple, won't the sky thunder and thunder...... It's just that the disciple wants to apply for a better weapon, and the weapon of the return level is not enough for the disciple. ”

"Then you want to apply for a three-grade weapon? That's a weapon used in the Yudan Realm, I'm afraid not. Yue Lin's face was embarrassed, the weapons that ordinary disciples applied for had to be comparable to their cultivation.

Wow......

Li Qianqiu gave a golden ticket again, the amount was not small, it was actually three hundred taels of golden tickets, this was the one given by Shen Wei.

"Uncle Shi helps, I want to apply for a fourth-grade divine weapon, I can control Lingqi, so this grade weapon is the most suitable for me. Li Qianqiu said with a smile.

Belch......

Oooh......

Hahahaha......

Yue Lin looked at the golden ticket and immediately laughed, "It's easy to say, Wang Wei, you take Li Qianqiu to the fourth floor to find a suitable weapon." ”

Li Qianqiu smiled and quickly climbed to the fourth floor with Wang Wei.

The fourth floor is full of four-grade weapons, which are divided into upper, middle and lower three-order weapons, each with its own position.

Swords, all have scabbards, and the entire floor exudes a strong sword aura.

Most of the swords here are not even inferior to the Broken Abyss Sword, or even better, if they are unsheathed, they are enough to deter the masters of the Jie Dan Realm.

Li Qianqiu's eyes lit up, the five hundred taels of gold tickets did not have vain flowers, although the five hundred taels of gold tickets could buy such weapons, but this kind of thing often has no price!

WhewW......

Li Qianqiu exhaled a breath of turbidity, directly gave up the fourth-grade inferior weapon, and went straight to the middle-level area.

A sword with its name engraved on the handle hangs from the sword stand.

Recite!!

Li Qianqiu lightly buckled the scabbard, the sword was half out of the sheath, the blade was extremely sharp, and the cold was pressing.

Each one is the best, and Li Qianqiu's eyes lit up.

These swords have heavy swords, light swords, soft swords, each with its own merits, and everyone can find the right weapon.

Li Qianqiu weighed the sword, he liked the heavier ones, and the light sword and the soft sword were eliminated.

After a long time, he found that many swords, although powerful, did not resonate with him.

Li Qianqiu's eyebrows tightened, and he glanced around, and suddenly found that there was a black rusty sword that was actually hanging on the wall, not on the sword stand.

"What kind of sword is this? Why is the rusty sword still on the fourth floor?" Li Qianqiu reached out in surprise and took the sword down, and found that this sword was only one meter long, but it was very heavy, and the most important thing was that it was rusty on it, and it was a defective product at first glance, but at the moment of handing, the sword heart actually beat quickly.