When Qiu Yundao, the elder of Sword Making Villa, and a group of people who entered the sword making workshop arrived, the atmosphere at the scene obviously changed slightly.

The battle is still extremely fierce, but many people are somewhat uncomfortable. It seems that they are being stared at by these Hedao realms, elders and even sect masters from all forces. As a result, there are many people in the fighting ring.

Mistakes.

Of course, this situation only occurred for a while, and soon returned to normal, because the sword competition was what they paid most attention to, not the strong men of the major forces.

Naturally, it was impossible for these powerful men from all major forces to just stare at them. Sword-making Villa had already prepared viewing seats specially for these high-status figures.

"Arena No. 3 looks empty." Someone suddenly said this, and the expressions of everyone in the audience became subtle.

Qiu Yundao's face twitched slightly, revealing a smile that seemed uglier than crying, and said with a smile: "On the third stage, all fellow Taoists are welcome to step on, even if there is not much chance in the end, if you can compete with the same level of cultivation

Wouldn't it be a beautiful thing for my fellow Taoists to fight? Maybe they can gain some insights during the battle?"

Everyone was naturally a little moved by Qiu Yundao's words. It was impossible for them not to know that fighting was the best way to test their own strength and whether they had made great or small progress.

It's just that each of them maintains their own identity. For example, so-and-so is an elder of the second-series sect, so-and-so is a sect leader, has good cultivation, etc. If they go up on stage to invite others to fight, victory is fine, but if they lose,

, and in front of his own disciples, that would be a huge loss of face.

No one has taken any action yet.

As for the Northwest's No. 1 Swordsman Xi Sanhai, Chu Tiankuo of the Sword Alliance, they don't need to move at all. As Hedao realm, they only need to take the stage at the end, and maybe there will be one or two battles.

Of course, Chu Tiankuo, the sword cultivator, will not appear on the stage. If a leader of the Sword Alliance comes to the Sword Casting Villa and does not use the sword technique but uses the sword technique that he is not familiar with, I am afraid that the reputation of the Sword Alliance will be ruined.

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Exclaims came from the crowd, and the scene in the second arena changed.

"Bing Tielun, come up and fight!"

Song Yuanfan, the young master and eldest disciple of the Sword-Forging Villa, finally couldn't hold his nerve any longer. He had long wanted to fight Bing Tielun to see who was worthy of the title of Young Master Sword.

At this moment, when they heard that loud shout, many monks couldn't help but look over, even those who were paying attention to the battle on Arena No. 1 were no exception.

"It's Song Yuanfan!"

"He is inviting Master Sword Master Bing Tielun to a battle!"

"It seems that the rumors are indeed true. Song Yuanfan, the eldest disciple of Sword Making Villa, was defeated by Bing Tielun and lost the title of Master Sword. And he only wanted the title of Master Sword, so he no longer wanted to fight with anyone else.

compete."

People began to talk about it. Everyone was looking forward to this battle, especially the young monks, who were even more enthusiastic.

Is it the Master of Swordsman Bing Tielun who strongly defends his title of Master of Swords and defeats Song Yuanfan, or is it Song Yuanfan who defeats Bing Tielun and regains the title of Master of Swordsmen that he lost?

"Since you are going to humiliate yourself, don't blame me." The cold and indifferent words came out, a young figure passed by, and after a few flashes of white light, he landed on the second stage.

Sword Master Bing Tielun!

Bing Tielun's origin is mysterious. It is said that he is not a native of the Yunhai Realm. He may come from other Lower Ninth Realms, or he may come from the Barbarian Realm.

The Taoism he practices is very simple, not weaker than the inheritance of Piaoxue Taoist Sect, nor weaker than the swordsmanship of Zhujian Villa.

Master Jian, Bing Tielun, practices the art of ice and swordsmanship, and is very powerful in killing.

In the towering attic rising from the ground, the elders of various sects are sitting here to watch the battle. The great elder Qiu Yundao's expression is slightly condensed. The people on the second stage are now the young master of his Sword Forging Villa, and the sword master Bingtie.

Lun.

The owner of the northwest branch of Zifu Building laughed loudly, and his voice spread out from the top of the building, allowing the monks around him to hear:

"As the owner of the northwest branch building, Lin can hereby testify to your battle between the two."

The words of the master of Linfen Building undoubtedly ignited the flames of war in Song Yuanfan's heart. His eyes were full of fighting spirit. Now in front of all the sword cultivators in the Sea of ​​Clouds Realm, he wanted to defeat Bing Tielun and regain his own glory!

He wants everyone in the Cloud Sea Realm to know that he, Song Yuanfan, is the number one sword cultivator among the young monks! The master swordsman should be Song Yuanfan!

Bing Tielun's expression was indifferent, and he didn't seem to care. There was a slight upward arc at the corner of his mouth, which seemed to be disdain. It seemed that he had never considered Song Yuanfan as his opponent.

"Raise your sword!"

Song Yuanfan held a green-edged long sword, and the sword chanted loudly. As soon as the sword was unsheathed, the sound pierced the air, and the air flow could be faintly divided intact.

As the young owner of the Sword Forging Villa, the sword in Song Yuanfan's hand is naturally not an ordinary thing. First of all, it is also a fake Taoist weapon. Secondly, it was forged for him by his father, the owner of the village, Song Ting.

A sword.

It is sharp, the sword is powerful, and the killing aura is strong. It is not unpowerful. The quality of this sword is extremely high, and it is not inferior to the level of pseudo-Tao soldiers sent by other Taoist sect-level forces.

Song Yuanfan stepped forward with his sword in hand, and in the blink of an eye, only the afterimage of his body was left in place. The sword shadows around him were chaotic, looking very dense, but very light, and constantly dissipating.

This is the shadow formed by each stroke of his sword at extremely fast speed.

Song Yuanfan will not underestimate Bing Tielun, because he has indeed been defeated by this person, so he must be more careful. Although his moves are testing, they should not be underestimated.

Bing Tielun smiled disdainfully, raised the sword in his hand straight forward, and pointed it steadily at the center of the sword that Song Yuanfan had just raised.

Defeat brute force with ingenuity.

Song Yuanfan froze suddenly and staggered back three steps. His breath was slightly unsteady, but then he exploded.

Asking about the early stage of realm!

He is a person in the realm of enlightenment!

Song Yuanfan glanced at Bing Tielun, and saw that the other party defeated his move with skill. He didn't know what it meant, but he was about to get serious.

The temperature around Bing Tielun's body began to drop, and he decided to show his former defeated enemy some color.

Some corner.

Lin Fang, Ning Yuer and Bai Qiushui also watched this scene. Of course, the three of them also noticed the figure in the towering attic.

Lin Fang's eyes moved slightly and said: "It seems that it will take some time for the master of Song Village to actually use the sword."

"Are you two going to end up?" Lin Fang asked the two women.

Bai Qiushui and Ning Yu'er both shook their heads. Firstly, it was not necessary, and secondly, they didn't want to.

Lin Fang nodded slightly. He was going to leave because he needed the opportunity to forge swords for free, but the arena he was going to enter was not the No. 1 arena.

Although his cultivation is currently only at the Pohuang Realm, his strength is far from being comparable to that of the Pohuang Realm. If he really went to the No. 1 Arena, even if he would definitely be the winner in the end, he would find it boring.

In the attic, the elder of the Gu family of Jiuyao Daomen thought of the business he had to do. He couldn't help but look at the steward on the second floor of Tingfeng Chuiyu Building. He lowered his voice slightly and said, "Not long ago, a direct descendant of my Gu family died.

Are you listening to the wind and rain building? Is this a problem?"

When asked by the elder of the Gu family of Jiuyao Daomen, the steward on the second floor of Ting Feng Chui Yu Building couldn't turn a blind eye. He nodded. There was nothing to hide, because it had been spread out long ago.

"I hope the Gu family will give an explanation for this matter. After all, the person who died is a direct descendant of my Gu family." After receiving the affirmative answer, the elder of the Gu family looked slightly gloomy.

"I'm sorry about this," the steward said, and his voice became deeper: "To be honest, the person who made a big fuss in Tingfengchuiyulou at that time was a mysterious young man in black clothes, whose strength

Extraordinary, even better than me."

The elder Gu immediately twitched his eyes and cursed in his heart, even if you, old man, are going to lie, why don't you find someone with high credibility? Who would believe this?

The steward raised his eyelids slightly and said calmly: "It's up to you to believe it or not, I didn't lie. That person is most likely a descendant of a powerful force from the barbarian realm."

Hearing this, the expression of the elder Gu family became ugly. If this is the case, then it can be explained. Young masters from the Barbarian Realm come to the Lower Ninth Realm to practice. Those with bad tempers often kill people.

"Is this true?" Elder Gu asked in a solemn voice: "You should know that our Jiuyao Dao Sect was once a force in the Barbarian Realm, and we are still aware of some behemoths in the Barbarian Realm."

The steward nodded and said, "It's absolutely true."

Having said that, I didn’t continue any further.

Because the battle on the second arena is over.

Song Yuanfan, the young master of Zhujian Villa and the eldest disciple, was defeated by Bing Tielun so easily!

Even if Song Yuanfan tried his best after the test, even if he had exhausted all the moves in Sword Forging Villa, he still couldn't withstand Bing Tielun's every move!

Song Yuanfan knelt on one knee, his sword stuck on the ground. He was embarrassed and dejected, his expression was shocked, incredible, and full of fear.

"How could you be—so strong?"

"Aren't you asking about the early stage of realm?"

Song Yuanfan really couldn't understand why he couldn't even block the opponent's sword, even if he tried his best, could it be that his swordsmanship at the Sword Forging Villa was too weak?

Bing Tielun stood proudly on the stage, with an indifferent expression on his face, and sneered: "It's just a frog in the well, where have you ever seen a real evildoer?"

"That is to say, in your small Lower Ninth Realm, a person like you can be called a young master. That is really ridiculous."

Bing Tielun's indifferent and sarcastic words came out, making the disciples of the surrounding Sword Forging Villa who were watching the battle look very ugly, because the person being humiliated was their young master! This was also tantamount to humiliating them!

No one thought that Bing Tielun's strength would be so terrifying. It wasn't that Song Yuanfan was too weak, but that Bing Tielun was too strong!

It is already powerful enough to defeat Song Yuanfan in an instant, as well as a monk at the early stage of Yunhai Realm.
Chapter completed!