The crowd onlookers were all talking, and in their opinion, Zhao Rui was no match for Wu Chengtian at all.

Even King Zhao of the Great Shang Dynasty was only a young man in his early twenties and might have beaten a centenarian.

Moreover, Wu Chengtian had already won the title of No. 1 in the world eighty years ago, and no one has surpassed him in so many years.

But now Wu Chengtian took the initiative to admit defeat when facing Zhao Rui, which made many people who admire him feel a little angry.

Wu Chengtian ignored the people below, just inserted the sword in his hand back into the city wall, and then landed on the street.

Before everyone could react, he raised his palm and blew it out. The high platform located in the middle of Baidi City was shattered, revealing a dark hilt of the sword.

"Your Highness Zhao, this is the sin you want, but even I can't take this sword. If you want to take it away, it depends on your ability."

Zhao Rui put away the Yu King's sword and Mo King's sword and followed it down, but he did not take it, but instead attacked Zhao Weirui next to him.

"Weirui, come here and try whether this sword is smooth or not!"

Zhao Weirui excitedly pointed his little head, then ran over and grabbed the dark hilt of the sword regardless of the situation.

Wu Chengtian's pupils suddenly magnified. He originally thought that Zhao Rui wanted to bring Tianzui back to Luocheng as the treasure of the capital, but he didn't expect that he would use it for a little girl.

This sword itself is an ancient famous sword, forged at the same time as the Jiuzhou Nine Cauldrons, and its weight is even greater than that of any large cauldron.

The founding monarch of the Da Shang Dynasty once thought about taking Tianjue back to the country for use, but its weight was too heavy and no one could handle it, and it was finally left alone.

"Isn't this a joke? How could a yellow-haired girl with a bad breast and still not dry be able to get the crime of being punished?"

"The King of Zhao from Da Shang did not deliberately run to Baidi City to humiliate Senior Wu, right?"

"If this little girl can take the blame, I will jump directly into the river."

"The sin of heaven is more than 3,000 kilograms, and I'm afraid no one in this world can handle it."

......

Just as everyone was talking, Zhao Weirui's pretty small hands had already grabbed the slender hilt of the sword.

"ha!"

With a loud shout, dense cracks appeared on the already broken platform, and Tianzui was pulled out in a desperate manner.

"This is impossible!"

The scene suddenly exploded, and even Wu Chengtian's face was dull. He never dreamed that something was happening here, and the thousand-year-old ancient sword was easily pulled out by a little girl.

The sword is dark all over. From a distance, it looks like it is carved from black stones. The sword tip exudes an ink-black luster, and the sharp aura is fully revealed.

The sword is one person tall, and the hilt alone is half the length of an adult's arm, and only with both hands can hold it.

In Zhao Weirui's hand, the sword seemed a bit bulky, but it looked much smaller than the huge heavy sword she had carried on her before.

"Bang!"

Tianjue just fell to the ground and made a heavy sound, shaking a crack directly on the ground.

Zhao Weirui was extremely excited, holding the hilt of the sword in both hands and waving it gently.
Chapter completed!