I seized the Demon Emperor

On the table, there was a bronze dagger.

The dagger was rusty and looked ordinary, and there was no sword spirit or sword energy hidden in it.

But Wang Jian did not despise this dagger.

On the contrary, a terrifying light burst out from his eyes.

The Sword Emperor suddenly turned his head and looked at Chen Luoyang: "It seems that this sword was not forged by you, Master Chen. I just don't know if Master Chen has learned anything from it? Master Yan practiced swordsmanship, is it because you, Master Chen, are the master of swordsmanship?"

Chen Luoyang looked indifferent.

But in fact, he had been staring at Wang Jian.

At this moment, he heard the other party's words, and his tight heartstrings finally loosened half.

Wang Jian should have never seen this bronze dagger before.

God has mercy on me, Master Chen is almost sweating.

Hearing that Wang Jian had visited the Sword Pavilion ten times and asked the master of the Sword Pavilion for swordsmanship, and his words were quite respectful, Chen Luoyang couldn't help but hesitate.

The relationship between Wang Jian and Jian Ge was unexpectedly harmonious.

What about his relationship with Xiang Ping? How much contact did they have?

When Xiang Ping's master went out to sea to seek medical treatment, he got the mysterious dagger. He couldn't comprehend it. Would he go to ask Wang Jian, the sword master second only to the Sword Emperor in the vast land of Shenzhou?

According to the written records of Xiang Ping's life resume, he should have no friendship with the Sword Emperor Wang Jian.

But it is difficult to ensure that Wang Jian has not seen this bronze dagger.

The blood-red nectar in the black pot is not enough to obtain the information of a martial emperor at the moment.

Even if Chen Luoyang is ruthless and orders Su Wei, Zhang Tianheng and others to kill all the captured monks of Qingliang Temple, it may not be enough, not to mention that there is no time.

The Sword Emperor is already at the door, and Chen Luoyang has no choice but to take a risky move.

Fortunately, it now seems that Wang Jian has never seen this bronze dagger before, and does not know its existence.

That will be a promising thing.

"Dong, dong, dong!"

Chen Luoyang tapped the table with his fingers: "You are qualified to ask questions only after you answer my questions."

Wang Jian's eyes were as sharp as swords. He looked at Chen Luoyang and nodded with a smile: "Okay."

He walked up the steps and came to Chen Luoyang.

The distance between the two sides was no more than two steps.

They could hear each other's breathing.

Chen Luoyang tried to relax himself, sitting calmly, motionless, and seemed to be unconcerned about Wang Jian's approach.

Wang Jian glanced at Chen Luoyang, then turned his head and his eyes fell on the bronze dagger again.

He reached out and picked up the bronze dagger.

The dagger did not change at all.

Wang Jian carefully pondered and comprehended it, but did not infuse his sword intention and sword energy into it.

If such a rusty sword is really ordinary and unremarkable, it will be difficult to withstand the power of Wu Zong, and it may cause it to collapse and shatter.

On the contrary, it was Wu Wang who took action, and his control of his own power reached a higher level. He could ponder carefully and not damage the rusty sword.

Not to mention Wu Emperor Wang Jian.

But he didn't do it.

For him, just holding the sword in his hand was enough.

He could already feel that this sword was not as ordinary as it seemed.

But he couldn't comprehend the deeper things contained in it for a while.

It was like facing the vast ocean, knowing that there was something else under the sea, and it was not as calm as the sea surface.

But he didn't know how deep the sea was, and what was under the sea.

And he couldn't go down to the sea to find out.

This feeling made the great Sword Emperor very concerned and more interested.

Chen Luoyang sat quietly, his expression was leisurely and comfortable, and he didn't rush.

If it was said that Wang Jian had never seen this bronze dagger before, which made him relax half of his tense heartstrings, then now that the other party could not understand the secret of the sword, Chen Luoyang completely let go of his heart.

He looked at the other party with interest.

At this moment, Wang Jian only had this bronze dagger in his eyes.

This Sword Emperor was completely immersed in the world of kendo.

There seemed to be another world hidden inside the bronze dagger.

But Wang Jian only felt that he was wandering outside and could not get in.

He was sure that this was not an illusion of flowers in the mirror and the moon in the water, but he could see it but not touch it.

Wang Jian took a deep breath, calmed down, and then bowed to Chen Luoyang: "Forgive me for being rude."

Chen Luoyang didn't care, raised his hand, and made a "please" gesture.

Wang Jian nodded, and regardless of the environment, he sat cross-legged in front of Chen Luoyang.

He put the bronze dagger on his knees.

Then he closed his eyes and concentrated, communicating with the dagger with his own sword intention and sword energy, and concentrating on figuring out the artistic conception.

The water vapor in the hall became heavy again, and there was a faint sound of wind whistling.

Wang Jian seemed to have a storm around him.

He was not afraid of the attack.

First of all, he believed that with the cultivation strength and broad mind of the leader of the demon cult in front of him, he would not take the opportunity to attack.

Secondly, just like Su Ye who was distracted before, if he was attacked, he would wake up immediately and fight back fiercely.

What made Wang Jian feel at ease was that the leader of the Demon Cult really had no intention of taking advantage of the opportunity to attack.

Chen Luoyang sat quietly on the side, but his face gradually showed a dull expression, as if he was bored.

After a moment, he looked at Wang Jian and tapped his fingers on the armrest of the seat twice.

"Dongdong!"

Wang Jian opened his eyes.

Chen Luoyang said calmly: "As I expected, you are still unable to force out that sword now."

Wang Jian stood up, looked at the short sword in his hand, and then looked at Chen Luoyang.

The meaning of the other party's words was very clear.

He fought with the head of the Vermillion Bird Hall, but he was unable to force out the hidden sword. How could he help the other party eliminate the worries in his heart?

What if he eliminated it?

Do you have the ability to really see that sword?

Wang Jian was not angered by this sentence.

He just lowered his head and looked at the bronze rusty sword in his hand.

Chen Luoyang was calm and stretched out his hand in front of the other party.

Wang Jian frowned and returned the bronze dagger to Chen Luoyang's palm.

Chen Luoyang took the dagger and shook his wrist casually.

Then, a sword light suddenly flashed on the rusty blade.

Wang Jian's eyes burst into an unprecedented dazzling light, staring at the blade.

The sword light flashed and disappeared in an instant.

But at this moment, what caught Wang Jian's eyes were densely packed with mysterious runes, revealing an unfathomable sword intent.

The sword intent was extremely terrifying, as if it contained the ultimate meaning of annihilation.

His previous feeling was not wrong.

This bronze dagger really has a different world, containing a profound sword art.

Unfortunately, it was fleeting, making it difficult for him to delve deeper.

Wang Jian came back to his senses and looked at Chen Luoyang steadily.

It is true that the other party's cultivation level is better than his, but he is not famous for his sword.

If the person in front of him was the Sword Emperor Tao Wangji, Wang Jian would not be so shocked.

But now, his heart was in turmoil.

"You... also practice sword art, and your attainments are even higher than the head of the Vermillion Bird Hall of your sect?" Wang Jian asked slowly: "That sword, was it born because of your sword?"

Chen Luoyang casually placed the bronze dagger on the table next to him.

"The sword is just one of the choices for me, why should I treat it as a treasure like someone else?" He said lightly.

Wang Jian was silent.

If he couldn't force out the sword of the head of the Vermillion Bird Hall, it would be impossible to force out the sword of the Demon Emperor.

"Tao Wangji is fine, but you two are not qualified." Chen Luoyang said calmly, "I admire your courage and persistence, so I will make an exception. The winner between the two of you will be given a chance."