Then, the emperor's name also slipped to the ground.
"I'll do it!"
Zhao Duanyuan grimaced in pain. He couldn't help but look at the broken knife again. His eyes were shocked as if a wave was washing over his pupils. Not only was the place where he cut it intact, but the rust on it was not broken. Open it, but the palm is broken...
"You dare to say that I can't break a knife?"
Zhao Fan said with a smirk on his lips.
"What's the origin of your knife? Even if it's a supremely fast knife, it can't be destroyed at most, but it can't break my metacarpal bone due to the shock!"
Zhao Duanyuan took a deep breath of cold air and was about to urge the heart of the sword god to release the energy of the sword to repair the broken bones. Suddenly, with a casual glance, he noticed the words on the broken sword, the name of the emperor!
boom!
Zhao Duanyuan felt as if his mind was exploding at this moment, and he was trembling inexplicably. He ignored the healing, and as if it was a physical reflex, he involuntarily knelt down towards the rusty broken knife!
Not only that, he couldn't look directly at those two words at all. He had the illusion that he had returned to the ordinary period and faced the bright sun in the sky. If he looked at it again, his eyes would definitely go blind!
"I...why did I kneel down?"
Zhao Duanyuan suddenly jumped up and realized his abnormal behavior, so he stood up.
Just at this time.
An unknown question came from the sky, "Brother Duanyuan, even if you knew that Brother Yunbei and I were coming to your gathering, you didn't have to kneel down to greet us, right?"
Zhao Duanyuan and Zhao Fan looked up when they heard the sound. They were two figures. One was a thin man with a complexion as white as fat, and the other was a tall young man who was more beautiful than most women. He could match the ten figures. Seven other beauties have a chance to compete!
Zhao Duanyuan's face immediately darkened, he stood up and said, "Old Bai Gou, are you worthy of letting me kneel down to greet you?"
The thin middle-aged man noticed something in front of the other party, and said jokingly: "Oh? Is it the rusty broken knife you are kneeling in front of?"
"Okay, okay, why are you arguing? We are all sword masters. If the sword cultivator below sees it, won't the price drop?"
The beautiful young man offered words of advice and had a pair of very tempting dimples when he smiled!
Zhao Fan secretly clicked his tongue and asked in a low voice: "Duanyuan Sword God, who are those two?"
"The thin one is the sword god of Daoyi City, named Bai He." Zhao Duanyuan said via voice transmission: "The other one is outrageously beautiful. He must have been mistaken. He has a bare chest and is a man. He is the sword god of Daoling City, Wang Yunbei."
"Two more sword gods have arrived."
Zhao Fan nodded.
now.
Wang Yunbei and Bai He landed on the ground. The former had a short knife on his waist, and the latter had a huge bladeless knife hanging on his back.
Zhao Fan could tell at a glance that the quality of the two knives was on the same level as the Bing Xin Long Han Dao!
As sword gods, they could only be seen by sword saints at the very least, so they simply ignored Zhao Fan.
"What's the point of coming here without saying hello?"
Zhao Duanyuan curled his lips. He was really embarrassed today. The most embarrassing scene was that he was caught by two sword gods from other cities...
No, we are both sword gods, so we must share the blessings!
Zhao Duanyuan put the hand with the broken metacarpal bone behind his back very naturally. He said with a smile: "Old Bai Gou, Miss Wang, have you seen this broken knife on the ground that is not only broken but also rusty?"
"Dare you call me that again?" Wang Yunbei said while holding the short knife at his waist.
Bai He asked with a smile: "I want to say that there is something fishy about this broken knife you are kneeling on?"
"There is indeed something fishy. The quality of this knife may be superior to the supreme sharp knife."
Zhao Duanyuan said seriously, the purpose was to stimulate the curiosity of the two sword gods and carefully observe the strange broken sword.
"oh?"
After Wang Yunbei and Bai He heard this, they turned their eyes to the broken knife on the ground and stared at it intently.
No matter how you look at it, it seems so bland.
Immediately!
Their gazes scanning the blade of the sword drifted to those two words... Emperor, name!
Bang, bang!
The two sword gods from Daoyi City and Daoling City were exactly the same as Zhao Duanyuan before. They couldn't help but kneel on the ground towards the broken sword. Even if their consciousness reacted, they closed their eyes tightly as if they were shocked. I didn't dare to open it until I turned my neck sideways.
Zhao Duanyuan rushed to the other side of Broken Sword in a humble manner, smiled at them and said: "You two, just come to my place and treat me as your own home. There is no need to pay such a big courtesy. Get up quickly."
Wang Yunbei and Bai He got up in embarrassment.
"What is the origin of this broken sword named Emperor?"
Wang Yunbei's seductive eyes, which are suitable for both men and women, were filled with shock and fear.
"Zhang Huzhu, your right hand seems to be broken off?"
Bai He glanced at Zhao Duanyuan's hand, which was twisted, red and swollen. It was definitely a new injury that had not yet had time to recover.
"You may not believe it, but I was tricked!"
Zhao Duanyuan pointed at Zhao Fan depressedly, "It's all because of this guy who made a bet with me. As a result, I took the Bingxin Longhan Sword and used the Dragon Walking Void Destruction Slash. This sword with all my strength didn't even have a hair on his head." Cut off... Bing Xinlong Han Dao changed its owner because of this, and then he asked me to chop this weird broken knife with my palm..."
One of the most famous sword gods in the sword world, his tone right now was like that of a little daughter-in-law who had been wronged.
Only then did Wang Yunbei and Bai He notice the ordinary-looking young figure. They looked up and down, but couldn't see anything out of the ordinary.
"Broken Beard, are you too good at making things up? The Ice Heart Dragon Han Dao plus the Dragon Walking Void Destruction Slash can't hurt his hair?"
"Even if he steps into the realm of the Sword God, it is absolutely impossible."
The two sword gods shook their heads, feeling that they had been fooled.
"If you don't believe it, just try it."
After Zhao Duanyuan finished speaking, he winked at Zhao Fan, obviously indicating that the time had come for him to cheat.
Zhao Fan had a faint smile on his face, "The two sword gods can verify it personally to know whether it is true or not."
"If you die, you can't blame me." Bai He took off the bladeless sword behind him, "If I drop the sword, all the sword saints will be reduced to mud."
"Wait."
Zhao Fan waved his hand to interrupt the former.
"Are you scared?" Wang Yunbei laughed.
"no."
Zhao Fan spread his hands and said: "I think we should make a bet like before with Duanyuan Sword God. I am playing with my life, so I will use your supreme sharp sword as a bet."
Bai He glanced at Zhao Duanyuan's recovering palm and the Bingxin Longhan Sword in Zhao Fan's hand. He put the edgeless sword back on his back and said, "Forget it."
"Although I don't believe it, I only have one of the most powerful swords." Wang Yunbei also suppressed the curiosity in his heart.
"..."
Zhao Fan thought to himself that what Zhao Duanyuan said was indeed right. The same method could not trick other sword gods.
Afterwards, the two sword gods began to pay close attention to the strange broken knife that deflated them on the ground, but they did not dare to challenge the majesty of the emperor's name, and their eyes deliberately avoided the location where the writing existed.
"What are you doing here today?" Zhao Duanyuan also asked while looking at Broken Knife.
"Let's talk later after Jiu'er and Shuangyue arrive."
Wang Yunbei said without raising his head.
"Oh? Are they coming too?"
As soon as Zhao Duanyuan finished speaking, two more women's figures flew side by side in the void above. One was as gentle as jade, like a little cutie that warmed the heart. She looked like a little bird who wanted to be pampered without any distractions. , a person whose temperament is like the snow lotus on the iceberg, and like the cold moon hanging in the sky on a frosty night. He is so beautiful that there is no other person. The sense of distance is so different that anyone who sees it will think about it, and quietly rise up to conquer it. idea.
The sword god of Sword Qi City, Pei Jiuer!
The sword god of Blade City, Xu Shuangyue!
At this point, the five great sword gods in the world have gathered in Zhao Fan's sight...
