It was still noon in the sky, but the blue clouds thousands of feet above were slowly dimming a little. The snakes are fighting and moving, hiding fierce thunder, which suddenly turns red. There is an old saying: the red sun and fierce thunder are disasters that fall from the sky, either because of the country or because of people.
Song Linjie stood up from the ground, his eyes were lonely, but his breath was as usual. It was obvious that even if Zhang Ling used all his strength, he could not cause serious harm to him.
Song Linjie walked up to the youngest son, patted him on the shoulder, and said: "Now you know what it means to have someone outside the world, and there is a world outside the world. But if you didn't underestimate the other person and went all out from the beginning, how could you be found by others?" When you get the chance, to put it bluntly, you underestimated the enemy."
Song Linjie nodded, his sorrow came and went in a hurry, and he was relieved all of a sudden. Song Linjie said with relief: "It won't happen again."
Then he turned to Zhang Ling and said, "Thank you very much."
Song Yutian turned around and talked with his elders, and then said generously to the outsiders: "My Song family is not a small family. If you lose, you lose. You don't need to say anything more."
This also indirectly helped Zhang Ling solve some unnecessary troubles, otherwise someone might do despicable things in order to please the Song family.
Song Yutian then handed over all matters to Song Huaishu, the next head of the family whom he valued, to handle, and said to Song Linjie: "Follow me."
Song Linjie looked at Zhang Ling, and Song Yutian said: "It doesn't matter, Zhang Ling, you can come too. I happen to have something to explain to you."
The two young men followed the elder one after another and led him to his own pavilion. Song Yutian walked into the study alone and walked out not long after, holding a long sandalwood box in his hand, and came to Song Linjie's side. Then he opened the box, and a wave of heat spread instantly. The handle of a sword gradually extended with colorful patterns. The scabbard was simple but with a restrained charm. The blade was hidden deep in the scabbard, and it seemed to be in front of the three people. Song Yutian Shouted seriously: "Pick it up!"
Song Linjie decisively stretched out his left hand. The closer he got to the long box, the more intense the heat he felt. He dragged the knife with one hand and the surrounding heat dissipated instantly. And a flame-like burning surged through Song Linjie's body, his blood boiled, and a stream of heat surged out of Song Linjie's body.
Song Linjie held the blade tremblingly, his palm was burned and ulcerated, Song Yutian shouted: "Don't let go!"
Zhang Ling's heart trembled as he saw it. Seeing such a strange scene, all he could think of was that it was a peerless spiritual sword.
Song Linjie struggled to hold the handle of the knife, and both hands began to exert force at the same time. The blade seemed to be pulled by a pulling force, and could only gradually come out of the scabbard bit by bit.
Song Linjie's clothes were swaying in the wind, and the two of them stepped back a foot at the same time.
A few minutes was extremely long for Song Linjie. The blade of the sword was already half visible, and as soon as the big beads of sweat on Song Linjie's forehead ran out, they were burned away by the blazing heat. Song Linjie paused briefly, exhaled a breath of turbid air, the veins in his arms popped out, and he stepped forward a step forward. The blade and scabbard continued to separate quickly and gradually.
The blade of the sword broke away, and with a strong force of energy, it struck directly at a growing redwood tree in the courtyard. The energy force hit the tree and collapsed.
As soon as the famous sword came out, the heat dissipated. Song Linjie gasped for air, smiled and raised the sword to browse. The red flame on the right side of the blade spread from the handle to the central axis of the blade, and the tempered blue flame on the left side. .
Song Yutian also let out a sigh of relief and looked at the stupid child: "Among the four great masters of weapon making, Wu Jianping only forges famous swords. Most of the famous swords in the world are made by him. Zheng Guanhai, the master of sword making, every The furnace is only opened once in five years, and so far, a total of thirteen knives have been forged, and he accounts for eight of the top ten famous swords in the world, but the one you have is the latest one."
Zhang Ling interrupted and asked, "What about the other two?"
Song Yutian continued: "The third Yang Qingshan specializes in forging spears and spears. The Hanmei Spear in the hands of the Spear Immortal Han Shan came from him. The fourth Mo Tianshu is more special. He not only forges swords, spears and spears, but also forges swords and spears." There are all kinds of weapons in the world, and he has dabbled in them all, and he has also created many strange weapons."
Song Yutian then looked at Song Linjie: "I didn't give it to you before just to convince the crowd. If you win this clan competition with him, even if they don't say it, they will be dissatisfied in their hearts. Now he belongs to you, give him a name. Bar."
Song Linjie was proud of himself, held up his famous sword, and said with a smile: "I have already thought about it, my name will be Tie Tian."
Overcast clouds shrouded the sky, and the sky suddenly darkened. Rolling thunder roared in the thunderclouds. The overcast clouds continued to roll, and there was no wind or rain.
Song Yutian's face looked as if he had entered an ice cellar. He suddenly changed drastically and felt a little chilled: "Sure!"
People outside were also very puzzled. Why did the day suddenly change? There was only thunder, no wind and no rain. It was really strange.
Thousands of miles away on a quiet road, an old Taoist priest in purple robes was on his way with a Taoist boy. He suddenly stopped, turned to one side, looked up from a distance, and sighed softly: "You can't escape what is coming. !”
The Taoist boy next to him looked at his master. This child actually had yin and yang eyes. His left eye was dark and his right eye was frosty white. His left eye looked at the strong golden light emitting from the master's body, and his right eye stared directly at his master's eyes. In his head, he said something incomprehensible again: "Master, who is he?"
The old Taoist priest didn't look at him and murmured: "A child who has too much luck."
The old Taoist suddenly shouted into the void ahead: "King of Swordsmen of Song, I have tried my best, but I will take action again. Please wait and use the sword later."
The old Taoist took out a talisman, threw it into the sky, and disappeared into thin air.
In the Song family of Liufeng City, Song Yutian pulled out his long sword, protected Song Linjie behind him, faced the sky, and frowned.
A talisman appeared out of thin air over the Song family. After disappearing little by little, a large sky disk formation gradually appeared, right above Zhang Ling and the other three.
The rolling sky thunder seemed to have finished gathering momentum, and a thunder with a thick arm struck down in the air, hitting the large formation just in time. There was a loud bang, lightning and flint, and countless scattered thunderbolts stirred in the sky above the formation for a while, and then gradually disappeared.
Several more fierce thunders fell one after another, but they were all blocked by the formation. However, the formation itself was not damaged at all after experiencing several thunders.
The old Taoist priest thousands of miles away shouted again: "King Dao of Song, it's your turn."
The thunder in the sky above Liufeng City continued to fall, and even the people of Liufeng City who were not involved became nervous, thinking that a natural disaster was coming. In fact, it was true, but it was just aimed at one person. The sword suddenly appeared and went straight into the sky, rushing into the sky. It went straight into the black clouds, smashed all the lightning, and then exploded violently.
The next moment, the smoke and clouds truly disappeared and everything was calm.
