Emperor Yutianwu

"The losers will leave the stage. Give them some rest and send them down the mountain with immortal stones." Taixuting said calmly. He was no longer as respectful as he was at the foot of the mountain. If they lost, they would not be qualified to stay.

"Yes!" Several disciples stepped forward and took the defeated people away.

The collision of the magic weapons on the stage continued. Chu Yan stood there with his arms clasped. He did not choose anyone. The sword kept flying around him to form a defense.

All those who challenged him were defeated.

In the blink of an eye, there were only a dozen people left on the stage. Master Yunduan and the young master of Shanhai City were both there. The magic weapons they refined were equally powerful.

Master Yunduan's Qiuyue scimitar had extremely tricky attacks and its own illusion, which made countless people sink.

The young master of Shanhai City refined a hand tower. The tower of magic weapons flew out and immediately suppressed countless people. Under the tower, there was only destruction.

"No chance." The rest of the people sighed secretly: "Both Master Yunduan and the young master of Shanhai City are too strong."

"Even if you can't be recruited, at least show more and you can get more rewards." Some people thought of this and turned to look at Chu Yan who was still standing there, and wanted to attack him.

"Sorry!" One person scolded, and the wooden sculpture he made flew out and turned into a real eagle, strangling Chu Yan.

"Buzz!" But the next moment, Chu Yan raised his hand, and the sword of the magic weapon flew out, immediately killing all directions. The eagle screamed and split into two.

"Ah!" The weapon refiner screamed and was directly blasted off the stage by the sword light.

"Only three people are left." At this time, many people's hearts were lifted.

"Little guy, I haven't seen you before. Are you not from Yushan County?" Master Yunduan looked at Chu Yan, and was also a little surprised. He knew the young master of Shanhai City a long time ago and was regarded as an opponent by him, but Chu Yan was unexpected.

"Yes." Chu Yan said without hiding.

"You two little guys, fight for the second place. I want the first place." Master Yunduan laughed again, appearing extremely confident.

Hearing his words, Chu Yan and the young master of Shanhai City frowned.

"You are taking advantage of your age!" The young master of Shanhai City snorted coldly, and then actually looked at Chu Yan: "Release your magic weapon, I'll give you a chance."

Chu Yan glanced at the other party, not caring, and waved his hand. The sword shadow flew out, turning into thousands of sword curtains, falling down, directly covering the young master of Shanhai City.

The next moment, the young master of Shanhai City also took action, holding up his palm, and the thousand-layer pagoda flashed with dazzling brilliance, immediately forming an extremely terrifying force.

"I don't know if this newcomer's magic weapon can block this attack." The people in the audience became nervous.

The attack of the pagoda was very terrifying, as if it was going to suppress the world under it.

"Such a weak sword, break it for me!" The young master of Shanhai City shouted in a low voice, and the pagoda in his hand flew high, falling from the sky, bringing with it a destructive wind. In an instant, the entire mountain seemed to be affected, and it smashed towards Chu Yan crazily.

Under the pagoda, Chu Yan always stood there. Many people were unfamiliar with him, so the more so, the more tense this battle was.

Facing the endless glory of the pagoda, Chu Yan raised his hand, and his sword flew out, and it seemed to be invisible in an instant. Whether it was the sword or the scabbard, it was a whole. A spurt sounded at the moment when the sword collided with the pagoda. Then the young master of Shanhai City in the distance looked cold, and he found that there was a blood mark on his palm.

The pagoda was made with his blood. In the collision just now, his pagoda was shattered.

"That's it?" Chu Yan glanced at the young master of Shanhai City, waved his hand, and the sword returned.

"He actually won." There was a sigh from the audience. The young master of Shanhai City, a genius in weapon refining, was defeated by a strange newcomer today.

During the whole process, Master Yunduan had been watching from a distance. At this time, there were only two of them on the stage. He looked at Chu Yan, applauded a few times, and said with a smile: "Your weapon refining skills are indeed extraordinary, but unfortunately, you and I have forged swords and knives respectively. The sword is the king of all weapons. You are destined to lose. Back down."

Chu Yan glanced at Master Yunduan, raised his hand, and sacrificed the sword, which dispersed in the void and turned into countless sword shadows.

Seeing this scene, Master Yunduan's old eyes turned cold and snorted: "Don't you want to listen to advice?"

"Then lose." Master Yunduan was not polite. When he raised his hand, his Qiuyue Sword slashed down, and the blade light was extremely sharp, and he slashed directly at Chu Yan.

Seeing this, the people in the audience all stared: "So fast!"

"Master Yunduan became famous very early. It is said that if he had not been blocked by the immortal road because of his inferior martial arts talent, his ability to refine weapons might have reached the level of immortal weapons long ago, so the holy weapon he refined now can be said to be the strongest holy weapon."

"Your sword is certainly good, but how can you block a knife like mine?" Master Yunduan's voice was extremely arrogant. With one word, it seemed to determine Chu Yan's fate.

Chu Yan did not respond either. His sword danced wildly in the air, as if he was not attacking, but dancing alone. In just a moment, the terrible sword light revealed a touch of the aura of the king of swords. Let the sword shadows continue to the sky, I will remain unmoved.

For a time, the collision on the battlefield was extremely intense, and everyone held their hearts.

The mountains and rivers trembled wildly, and many people couldn't help but sigh. Is this really just two divine weapons fighting? In the void, a knife and a sword, it's more like two people fighting, and no one is willing to give in.

The same is true, and it is even more shocking, because some people have discovered that Chu Yan is only a fourth-level saint, and he is very young, but the magic weapon he forged can compete with Master Yun Duan's holy weapon, so some people People speculate that if Chu Yan is given more time to grow up, he may really surpass Master Yun Duan or even be stronger when he reaches the same level as Master Yun Duan.

It's just that at this moment, many people still don't think highly of him. After all, the gap between the two is there.

At this time, Master Yun Duan raised his hand and shook it. Suddenly, the sword in the void changed. The light of the sword seemed to form a world, and the sword seemed to have a spirit.

"It's the soul of the sword! This holy weapon already has a soul." Many people's hearts trembled again. You must know that many magic weapons can cultivate their sanity, such as the god on Chu Yan and the evil sword. , it’s all the same, now Master Yun Duan’s Qiuyue Scimitar has a soul.

At this time, on the balcony, Taixu Mochen looked down the stage with a smile. At the moment when the soul of the sword bloomed, he looked at Taixu Pavilion: "Little sister, it seems that you are going to make a mistake this time. Master Yun Duan's sacred weapon is With the sword soul, this newcomer is probably going to be defeated."

Taixu Ting always looked at Chu Yan on the stage, his autumn eyes calm: "That's not necessarily the case."

"Oh?" Taixu Mochen was slightly startled and said with a smile: "Under the sword soul, is there still a chance?"

"Little guy, step back. Your talent in weapon refining is certainly good, but you can't win today." Master Yun Duan said with an extremely confident smile as the sword soul was released.

"Not necessarily." Chu Yan looked at the sword soul with calm eyes. The next second, a sword sound suddenly came from the sky and the earth. The sword leaped out and turned into an endless light curtain, like a roc. Birdlike, come to life.

"Sword spirit...this sword also has a soul!" The people in the audience were shocked.

Master Yun Duan's eyes narrowed, and then he snorted coldly and became more serious. The sword flashed into the sky, and whirlpools appeared in the void. Then the mountains in the distance were all marked by the shadow of the sword. He said coldly: "Boy, You are too crazy. As a young man, you should have some self-awareness. Even if your sword has spirit, how can you defeat me? "

"You're old!" Chu Yan said calmly. The next second, his eyes were cold, and he pressed his palm, and the sword light came out. Suddenly, magical power was released, as if the whole world was filled with that sword, coming out.

Feeling that power, everyone's hearts sank.

"Rumble!" The sword violence in the sky became stronger and more domineering, like the end of the world. For a moment, the Qiuyue Scimitar was crumbling under the shadow of the sword.

"Ah!" Finally, there was a scream, and Master Yunduan spat out blood. The Qiuyue Scimitar was blown far away, and was fiercely inserted into a mountain. I saw infinite sword marks on the sword. It's so full that it's almost like it's been destroyed.

"It seems that I won." Chu Yan glanced at Master Yunduan and said calmly. At this moment, Master Yunduan was slumped on the ground, his old face full of decadence, without the previous brilliance. He couldn't figure out the last sword. .

But the next moment, he raised his head and glared at Chu Yan. Suddenly, the aura of the top saint burst out, turning into billowing flames and covering Chu Yan.

Feeling the power, Chu Yan couldn't help but frown, and turned around coldly: "Can't afford to lose?"

"Hmph, if you win fair and square, I can certainly afford to lose, but you actually cheated. Even if this is Taixu Sect, I will never allow a despicable villain like you to be here." Master Yun Duan said coldly. The big palm print was mercilessly suppressed towards Chu Yan.

"Bang!" But the next second, a beautiful figure jumped down, and there were many guards beside it, who immediately smashed the palm print.

"Princess!" Master Yun Duan said in confusion when he saw Qian Ying.

"Master Yun Duan, you are defeated." Taixu Ting said calmly. Master Yun Duan's old face sank and he said coldly: "Princess, he cheated. The last blow. His attack contained magical power. It was clearly released with his own power. Can’t you see the power of a princess?”

"Cheating?" Taixuting shook her head with a chuckle, and then she glanced at Chu Yan: "Can you lend me that sword?"

Chu Yan's eyes were slightly cold. He raised his hand and flew his sword towards Taixu Pavilion.

Taixu Ting held the magic sword and raised his slender jade hand. Immediately, thousands of sword shadows turned into the power of magical power, covering the world: "Master Yun Duan, is this the magical power you are talking about? Then you Do you think I have the same magical powers as him?"

Seeing this scene, Master Yun Duan couldn't help but tremble in his heart. At this moment, he naturally understood what this meant.

"The magic weapon has its own magical power? But how is this possible!" Master Yun Duan said in disbelief. Chu Yan looked at him sarcastically, why not? Divine weapons rely on the power of fire patterns. Fire patterns come from heaven and earth. Why can't magical powers be turned into fire patterns and carved into divine weapons? He realized this many years ago that all laws in the world can be divided or combined.

"Master Yun Duan, you are really old." Taixuting said softly without explaining.