Once when Dongfeng Ye was talking to the Great Elder Zhu Leijiu, he once said: "I heard that the mysterious female swordsmith is challenging the swordsmiths in the world. I think we will meet soon! "
Zhu Leijiu couldn't help but worry: "Pavilion Master, I also heard that no swordsmith she has challenged can beat her. If she comes to the Holy Sword Pavilion, then we..."
Dongfeng Ye gave a long laugh: "Hahaha! I, the master of the Holy Sword Pavilion, Dongfeng Ye, the status I have gained today is not for nothing. Am I really afraid of that little girl who is just starting out?"
Later, Dongfengye seemed to have a sense and knew that the Jimo Flower Master Mu Wanyan would come to challenge him sooner or later, so he began to retreat and forge swords in preparation for her arrival.
Zhu Lei said very politely: "Oh, it's no coincidence that you're here, miss. Our pavilion master is in seclusion to forge swords!"
When Mu Wanyan heard this, she frowned slightly, and then said with a hint of ridicule: "The Master of the Holy Sword Pavilion is right to do this. He asked me to leave in the name of seclusion. In this way, the reputation of your Holy Sword Pavilion will be preserved. ! In that case..."
Zhu Leijiu hurriedly explained: "Miss Mu, our Pavilion Master didn't mean that. He had long heard that the Jimo Flower Master was challenging various swordsmiths, and thought that you would come to the Holy Sword Pavilion sooner or later, so he started to retreat. Forging a sword, hoping to make a sword that can challenge the girl!"
Mu Wanyan said: "Oh... If that's the case, then I'll wait for your Pavilion Master!"
However, before Mu Wanyan could finish her words, she heard a voice from outside the corridor: "No need, the swords displayed in our Holy Sword Pavilion are all peerless swords. There is no need for the girl to wait any longer. Since you are brazenly saying that you want to challenge us today, girl. Holy Sword Pavilion, then let me, Yun Zhifeng, learn about the sword in the girl’s hand!”
"Second brother!" Zhu Leijiu was shocked and saw that the second elder Yun Zhifeng had already jumped over.
The fourth elder Du Wenke listened to Zhu Leijiu's instructions and went to the backyard to find the second elder Yun Zhifeng and the third elder Hang Wenyan.
The two were playing chess on the stone table in the backyard when they saw the elder Du Wenke rushing over.
"Second brother, third brother, you are here! Come... come with me to the Sword Exhibition Gallery!"
Yun Zhifeng and Hang Wenyan were still playing chess leisurely. Yun Zhifeng crossed his legs and said slowly: "Fourth brother, why are you in such a hurry? Which distinguished guest has come to ask for the sword this time!"
"You're not here to ask for a sword, I think you're here to cause trouble!"
Hang Wenyan was startled and hurriedly put down the chess piece in his hand and said, "What? The troublemaker? Who is the other party? How dare you come to my Holy Sword Pavilion to provoke!"
Du Wenke said: "I can't tell clearly, she is a young girl!"
"Ah ha ha ha! Fourth child, I think you have stayed in the Holy Sword Pavilion for too long, and you are even afraid of a young girl! Look how scared you are!"
Yun Zhifeng burst out laughing.
Du Wenke hurriedly stamped his feet and explained: "No, second brother, the eldest brother was also restrained by her. I don't know who she is, but when the eldest brother heard her name, he turned pale with fear!"
Hang Wenyan frowned slightly, only feeling that something was fishy, and said to Yun Zhifeng on the side: "Second brother, something seems wrong, why don't we go and take a look first!"
Yun Zhifeng put down the chess piece in his hand and whispered angrily: "Okay! I want to see which yellow-haired girl came to my Holy Sword Pavilion to provoke me!"
The three people came all the way and heard the conversation between Zhu Leijiu and Mu Wanyan outside the corridor. The bad-tempered Yun Zhifeng was instantly ignited by Mu Wanyan's words. He was so angry that he flew over and took the To pick up that Jiaoshuang, I have to compete with Mu Wanyan.
Mu Wanyan lowered her head and glanced at the Jiao Shuang in his hand, and sneered: "Are you going to use it to compete with me?"
"What? This Jiao Shuang is more than enough to deal with the sword you forged!"
Mu Wanyan lowered her head and smiled: "Then I'm afraid this sword will be broken today!"
"You - stop being so arrogant, let's see the real results on the sword trial field!"
In the huge sword trial field, Mu Wanyan and Yun Zhifeng were fighting against each other, and they were already surrounded by disciples of the Holy Sword Pavilion who came to watch. When they heard that someone dared to challenge the Holy Sword Pavilion, they were determined to fight.
No more fighting or forging swords, so I came here in a hurry to join in the fun!
A chubby little man stood in the middle of the crowd. He proudly turned around and said to the brothers who came panting: "Did you see it? Did you see it? I told you that someone came to provoke our Holy Sword Pavilion, and you still don't believe it!"
A strong young man who had just arrived pushed away the crowd and said, "Who is so impatient that he dares to challenge our Holy Sword Pavilion!"
After he finished speaking, he pushed away the crowd, put his hand on Xiao Pangdun's shoulder and looked into the sword trial field. He turned out to be a beautiful girl!
The strong young man was stunned for a moment. Although the girl in front of him was still covered with a veil, he felt that there must be a stunning beauty under the veil. He really wanted to go up and lift the veil of the woman and take a look.
The wind gently floated Mu Wanyan's blue dress, and the red flower hairpin she inserted diagonally in her bun also made a pleasant ringing sound in the wind. This fluttering dress seemed to float on the heart of the strong young man, This ringtone seems to be that catchy tune.
He was intoxicated alone, even thinking about what name they would give their child in the future, when suddenly an ignorant fool next to him said: "Oh, she is still veiled, I think she must be an ugly woman, so that's why Veiled!"
The strong young man became angry when he heard this and turned around to glare at the idiot. The idiot was frightened and did not dare to speak anymore.
"Miss Mu, please draw your sword!" Yun Zhifeng could be heard shouting to Mu Wanyan on the sword trial field.
The wind gently blew the white veil in front of her, her eyes flickered, and she took off the sword pouch from her back. Under the blue sword pouch, wrapped was a silver-gray long sword. It's unsheathed, but it still makes people feel its thickness.
Mu Wanyan unhurriedly pulled out the long sword and said: "My sword is called Ye Tang Shengxue. It is the most proud sword of my life. I think the sword is worthy of being cast." It is said to be the best in the world, and no other swordsmith can make such a sword!"
The Great Elder Zhu Leijiu sneered and said: "Miss Mu, don't talk nonsense. No matter how powerful your sword is, it can't be compared with the divine weapon. After all, you are just a human!"
Mu Wanyan smiled coldly and said: "I won't say anything above the gods, but in the human world, Ye Tang Shengxue is definitely the best in the world!"
As she finished speaking, the long sword was unsheathed with a clang. When it was unsheathed, the dark blue sword body reflected bright light under the sun, and a blue sword shadow also came out, as if drawing a line. The blue tail made everyone present stunned.
At the same time, Yun Zhifeng could no longer hold back. He waved his gray long sleeves and attacked in the direction of Mu Wanyan with the Jiaoshuang Sword in hand.
Mu Wanyan backed away with her sword, blocking the opponent's attack, while Yun Zhifeng used all his martial soul to defeat the sword and cut off the navy blue sword in her hand in one fell swoop.
The two swords clashed with each other, making a piercing cry. Everyone was shocked and saw martial arts spirits rising from both of them. The blue and red martial spirits were like two burning fires, not wanting to show weakness.
In terms of strength, Yun Zhifeng, who is a man, is slightly better, but the delicate Mu Wanyan is slightly inferior to Yun Zhifeng in terms of strength, so she can only barely hold the sword to parry, and does not overwhelm the opponent, but the sword in her hand The long sword was not cut off in two sections as Yun Zhifeng expected.
Several elders watching on one side of the sword test field couldn't help but become a little worried. The third elder Hang Wenyan said: "Second brother seems to have used all his strength in order to dampen his spirit, but the Jiaoshuang sword failed to cut Jimo." Night Tang Shengxue in the hands of the flower owner!"
The fourth elder, Du Wenke, hurriedly explained: "The second brother is determined to fight head-on. This method of damaging the sword is really expensive for the sword, so he is reluctant to use the sword newly made by the Pavilion Master in recent years, and this Jiao Shuang has been the Pavilion Master for seven years." It’s something that was made in the past.”
Just as he said this, there was a sudden sharp sound of a sharp sword passing by on the field. At the same time, Jimo Hua Zhu, dressed in Tsing Yi, flew into the sky, raised his right hand and slashed towards Yun Zhifeng's head.
"What a sensitive identity!" The great elder Zhu Leijiu stared in shock. The two white eyebrows like swords seemed to fly into his bun. As his eyes widened, Yun Zhifeng raised his gray broad sleeves. He raised the Jiaoshuang sword with both hands, trying to use the sword body to resist.
This is the night after Tang Shengxue's debut
After a powerful attack, Zhu Leijiu on the sidelines felt a little worried. After all, this Jimo Flower Master is not a vain person. Just how powerful she is depends on this sword!
With a click, the Jiao Shuang Sword in Yun Zhifeng's hand was shattered into three sections and fell to the ground.
"Second brother——" Du Wenke's heart was in his throat.
Yun Zhifeng looked at the Jiaoshuang Sword that fell to the ground and was broken into three sections. He was so angry that his teeth itched, and his eyes were almost bleeding.
Hang Wenyan raised his head and sighed: "What a pity Jiao Shuang——"
Yun Zhifeng was heard gritting his teeth and roaring: "Open the Sword Hidden Pavilion and take out all the swords for me!"
Everyone was shocked, Du Wenke looked at Zhu Leijiu aside at a loss.
"Brother...this..."
Yun Zhifeng looked back at Zhu Leijiu, who raised his hand and said, "Third and fourth, go get the swords. We can't lose to Mu Wanyan this time!"
"yes!"
"yes!"
Hang Wenyan and Du Wenke nodded and hurriedly led their disciples to the Hidden Sword Pavilion to get the sword.
Mu Wanyan sneered and said, "Finally, I've used my big move. I want to see what good swords you have hidden in the Sword Hidden Pavilion!"
Zhu Leijiu shouted: "Miss Mu - you will know later!"
Speaking of this, he felt itchy with hatred.
The disciples of the Holy Sword Pavilion who were watching on the side widened their eyes and looked surprised. That Jiao Shuang was the best sword displayed in the Sword Exhibition Gallery. When they usually take turns to clean the Sword Exhibition Gallery, They couldn't help but flick it and admire it, admiring it.
Who would have expected that such a famous sword would be as broken as iron in Mu Wanyan's eyes, and it would be so vulnerable to being broken by the azure blue sword in her hand. Tang Shengxue was really something extraordinary that night!
Yun Zhifeng didn't expect that Mu Wanyan said she wanted to break his sword, and it actually broke. He couldn't help but become a little wary in his heart, because he had underestimated her.
