"Dong~Dong~Dong"

The footsteps were very heavy, and the strong and powerful Chen Sheng resisted the Juque Sword and walked step by step to the center of everyone's vision.

"Boom~" Juque fell to the ground, without any internal force or sword energy, and just its own weight, it easily broke the stone bricks and sank the sword body into the ground.

"This sword, Juque, was made into a sword more than three hundred years ago by Ou Yezi, the master sword of the sword. It was once a sword trapped by King Yue. It was extremely dull and heavy, with infinite power, and could easily break mountains and crack stones. Only those with infinite power can wield freely.

When you pass through a copper cauldron, you will be so sharp that you will be as sharp as a scattered rice. When you break the stone canal, open the golden gate, you will be the most famous in the sword. The highest in the world, Juque sword, and the sword score are listed as the top ten."

In the top ten, Chen Sheng had neither good nor bad sense of this ranking. He pulled out the Juque Sword from the ground, and his feet broke the ground, and the Senluo Sword rose from the ground.

"I agree with this ranking just in the top ten. However, I hope the people ahead can stop me."

A sharp edge spread around Chen Sheng's words, stinging so much that many people had to use their skills to resist. He just carried the Juque Sword and got off the scene step by step.

"This is the supreme Juque in the world."

"Chen Sheng from the farmer is said to have the title of being strong when encountering a strong person, and his strength is very terrifying."

"As soon as you put it on the ground, cutting the floor tiles is like cutting tofu, how heavy is Juque?"

"I don't know, I'll say at least three hundred kilograms."

"Looking at the iron chains wrapped around Chen Sheng's body, it is said that the Juque waved like an arm one after another, and it would probably weigh 500 kilograms in total."

"Hiss~ It's really unimaginable to use four or five hundred kilograms of things as weapons."

As the leader of the farmer's hero, Tian Hu listened to the crowd's discussion about Chen Sheng, looked at the other party's back, and silently clamped the Tiger Soul Sword. Chen Sheng's progress in strength over the years made him feel stressed.

After commenting on the first Juque Sword, Feng Tu randomly pulled one from the sword box, and with one hand, the sword box fell into his hand.

He opened the sword box and took out a slender sword. The eyes of everyone in the village were immediately attracted by the sword.

"The sword body is elegant and slender, and the blade face is like a mirror, clear and transparent."

Feng Tu held the sword in his hand and waved it twice. He could clearly hear the sound of the blade passing through the air.

"This sword is both hard and soft. Although it is a sharp blade, it has no bloody smell. It makes it look like a spring breeze passing by willows, light and floating. It has been less than ten years since it was made, so it was made by the fine gold of Tangxi. The casting technology is leapfrogged by many experts, and it is clearly created by the power of many famous masters. It can be seen that the person who seeks this sword must have extraordinary status and should be a noble and elegant man."

He put a sword flower, inserted the sword into the scabbard, closed his eyes slightly, and wrote: "The spring light passes through the willows, and the man shines on the shadow of the flowers. Only then can he be wise. This sword can be included in the sword score, the first fifteen."

"Fifteen, first fifteen, I don't seem to have heard of this sword."

"Yes, I don't know which master's sword is."

"It's less than ten years since I became a sword. Alas, is there any news about everyone who made swords in these years?"

"I haven't heard of it."

Everyone was still curious about the origin of the sword. A figure flew through the air. The man made a claw in the air with one hand, and the sword in Feng Tu's hand flew out automatically.

The clear and beautiful sword light flashed, and three or two swords were lit out, and thousands of sword lights could not be looked at.

After the sword light disappeared, a man with red hair and unpretentious appearance held the sword and bowed with his fists, "Zhang Zhong, a native of Xia Qi, this sword is called Mohua. It was originally a famous weapon treasured by Prince Tian Zhen. Prince Meng took a fancy to it, and this sword became a sword. The spring light passed by the willows, and the husband shone with the shadow of the flower. Only then did the dust and leisurely energy make him a wise gentleman. Zhang Zhong thanked him on behalf of Prince Zhang."

"No wonder, Prince Tian Zhen, no wonder."

"Yes, probably Tian Zhen personally asked the famous sword-making masters from Qi to make it and keep it for himself to wear it, so there is no news circulating outside."

"I have heard of the reputation of the swordsman of Qi, Chongda. Is this Zhang Zhong really the top fifteen swordsmanship?"

"You will know if you have the strength or not after a while."

Zhang Zhong did not stay, and walked down with the sword of the fuhua, without expressing any opinion on the ranking.

Jie followed this swordsman who had never heard of before and frowned secretly.

He is another master in the great realm. In this world, there is really a hidden dragon. The master is right. The world is very big. If you are complacent in one corner and one realm, it will never be difficult to make progress.

After the Mohua Sword, Feng Tu continued to take out the third sword, but after opening the sword box, he was stunned for a moment.

The sword in front of me was lying quietly, and it was Zhan Lu.

Feng Tu took a deep breath, grabbed the scabbard and took Zhan Lu out, and at the same time he pulled it out tentatively, and Zhan Lu's sword remained motionless.

Zhanlu, the sword of Rendao, is indeed magical.

He could only praise himself secretly, and then shouted loudly: "The magic sword has a spirit, choose its own master. Zhanlu sword, Feng is unable to pull it out, so please help from Mr. Chen Xiao."

"Wow, it's true, Zhan Lu's sword can't even pull out Feng Tu."

"At the time when Handan Golden Platform, many people, including Lu Yan, could not pull out Zhanlu. This sword was really magical."

Chen Xiao heard Feng Tu call his name, and his toes fell down beside Feng Tu. He held the hilt of the sword and drew his sword out of the sheath. In an instant, the sword energy was like the wind, filling the world. All the people present looked up and sighed.

Feng Tu observed the famous sword in Chen Xiao's hand that was so magical. After a while, he sighed to the sky: "The hero of hardware and the essence of the sun, when it comes out, it is magical, and when it is taken, it is powerful. The sword of Rendao, Zhan Lu, is worthy of the leader of Ou Yezi's five famous swords.

If the Juque Sword is called supreme with its power, then the Zhanlu Sword is called peerless with its sword energy. Legend has it that when the Zhanlu Sword was born, its sword energy penetrated the sky, the sun and the moon shone brightly, the stars avoided anger, and the ghosts and gods were sad, and everyone at that time thought it was a god."

Feng Tu looked admiring, and his eyes revealed a look of respect and yearning, and he wished he could see the sword-making master Ou Yezi in person.

"Zhan Lu, this sword must not be irrelevant to Feng. It is included in the sword score and the top five."

Chen Xiao took back the sword, rose to prominence, and ended up in a drift. Everyone in the village was so sad.

After Zhan Lu, the fourth sword should be followed. But after opening the sword box, Feng Tu was stunned again.

The sword in front of me is three feet long, with a golden hilt, and the hilt is like a concentrated tall building.

Just after looking at the hilt of the sword, he was extremely surprised that he could not recognize the material of the sword?!

How is this possible!

For the glory of the sword book, he dared to say that in this world, he has been to any place suitable for producing forging gold, as long as it can be visited; if it cannot be visited, he has also used various methods to verify it.

Why did a sword appear that I could not recognize the origin?

"This is the sword of the Qin swordsman."

Feng Tu frowned, reached out to hold the hilt of the sword, and slowly pulled out the sword.

"Sir~" The sword blade slowly appeared, and a slight light was beating.

"Swish~" The sword was unsheathed, and a thunder flashed through the air.

Feng Tu looked up at the blue sky, but could not see any dark clouds at all. He was surprised again, so he lowered his head, took a twelve-point seriousness, and began to observe the sword.
Chapter completed!