Sword Master Ling Tian

Chen Jianxiao glanced at the pavilion masters all over, then turned around and smiled: "If this is the case, let's start!"

"However, I think it is necessary to remind you that Ling Tian promised me in place of your device pavilion that it would take half a year to refine 10,000 high-grade kingly weapons, 1,000 top-quality kingly weapons, and low-grade quasi-sword three for the sect. Ten pieces, middle-grade quasi-celestial objects, three pieces!"

"It won't work without a weapon!"

After that, Chen Jianxiao suddenly rose up all over his body, and every sword might engulf Ling Tian.

"Hiss, so many weapons? So the rumors outside are all true!"

"This is simply an impossible task. Not to mention that few of the four mid-level quasi immortal soldiers can refine them. Just say the 30 low-level quasi immortal soldiers. What is the concept? All the craftsmen in Sendai are gathered together, maybe it can be done!"

"Yes, if this pavilion is really so powerful, then who can be the opponent of Jiuxiao?"

The martial artists all around pointed and pointed, and they didn't leave their eyes for a moment, they all wanted to see why Lin Xiao and others were so stiff.

"Naturally we have not forgotten."

Lin Xiao glanced at Ling Tian and saw that the latter nodded, and then he and Di Guang and the others stepped forward, raising their sleeves, and nearly a thousand weapons suspended in front of everyone.

Among these weapons, most were low-grade king soldiers and top-grade kingly swords, but there were more than a hundred, and most of them were brought out by Lin Xiao.

Suspended in mid-air, for a while, it was surrounded by precious light.

However, after everyone was taken aback, they burst into laughter.

"It's so laughable, I thought this pavilion could hit our sword pavilion in the face. In the end, only these thousand weapons?"

"Yes, I don't even have a quasi-immortal soldier, so I am embarrassed to bring it out to show his ugliness?"

"I really lost my face in the Nine Heavens Cloud Sea Pavilion!"

The disciples of the sword pill and two pavilions will naturally not give up the perfect opportunity for taunting.

Chen Jianxiao also shook his head, "Lin Xiao, are you too old and can't even figure out the number?"

"That's all, no? This is a lot worse than your promise, isn't it?"

"Oh, what are you worried about, my disciple of the Pavilion, but there are still people who haven't brought out their weapons."

Lin Xiao looked at Ling Tian beside her, winking at the latter.

He believed in Ling Tian's abilities, but until now, he hadn't seen whether Ling Tian refined all the remaining weapons.

Everything depends on Ling Tian.

"Oh? Hehe, is Ling Tian? You returned to the sect three months ago, and then you couldn't get out of the sect. Is it possible that you are really refining tools?"

Chen Jianxiao also looked at Ling Tian.

All eyes fell on Ling Tian.

The materials required for a thousand weapons are no longer a small amount, and it is already rare for the Zhige to produce so many weapons.

The ending of today's grand event is all decided on Ling Tian.

"Of course, if that's not the case, Pavilion Master Chen, what do you think Ling Tian is doing?"

"It's just more than ten thousand weapons. Since Ling Tian dared to double and meet your request, I will definitely fulfill my promise!"

"Disperse it all to me!"

Finally, Ling Tian shouted, rolled his sleeves, and shook out the power of Sanxian with the cultivation of Emperor Wu, and shook away all the martial artists except those below the cultivation level of Sanxian.

And the next moment, the rays of light from the blades, like a torrent, gushing out of Ling Tian's sleeves, rising into the sky.

Buzzing!

Accompanied by the sound of the swords breaking through the air, the coercion of the swords spread, and the warriors scattered around were stunned!

One thousand pieces!

Three thousand pieces!

Nine thousand pieces!

Ten thousand pieces!

Ling Tian raised his arms to the sky, after a full cup of tea, then slowly lowered his arms.

At this time, over the ray of Sacred Sword Mountain, more than ten thousand swords were densely suspended!

These swords were bathed in a brand new dazzling light, like the stars of dawn, everyone who was shocked was speechless.

After a long while, the female pavilion owner of the Shen Gong Pavilion swallowed her saliva and said, "Exactly 11 thousand weapons, of which 10,000 are high-grade kings and 1,000 are top-grade kings."

She looked at Lin Xiao and Ling Tian, ​​and said in disbelief, "You, how did you do this? How is it possible with so many weapons?!"

Not only the lord of the five pavilions, but all the warriors present were also standing in place, making a loud noise in an instant, almost overturning the entire square.

"Hey, this is horrible, eleven thousand royal swords, could it be that this pavilion went out to slaughter human warriors and plundered them?"

"Impossible, these weapons are brand new, they are indeed newly refined!"

"Then how much refining materials do you need? I'm afraid that the four big ones can't afford it even if they go to Sendai, right?"

In the sounds of everyone's exclamation and admiration, Lin Xiao also secretly let out a sigh, looked at Ling Tian, ​​and gave him a thumbs up behind her back.

With so many weapons hanging in the sky, he has nothing to worry about anymore.

"Haha, Pavilion Master Chen, so, is there anything you don't believe? There are already tens of thousands of weapons here!"

Lin Xiao said proudly.

"Careful, the master is great, the disciple puts on sunglasses for you, so that you won't let the light of the quasi-immortal sword dazzle your eyes!"

Little Ali came up very well, let Lin Xiao lean over, and then put on a pair of sunglasses.

These were all turned out from the ring when Ling Tian was sorting out the gadgets. Many of them were never used and almost forgotten. Now they are taken out, but Lin Xiao, Ling Xi and others like them very much.

Lin Xiao wearing sunglasses suddenly felt that she was a lot taller, and she could even be fearless. Facing the cold eyes of Chen Jianxiao.

"Heh, hehehe..."

Chen Jianxiao also suddenly shook his head and smiled, and then nodded, "Yes, your pavilion really exceeded my Chen Jianxiao's expectations, but it wouldn't make you so proud, right?"

"What about the thirty low-grade quasi-quasi-sage soldiers?"

"What about the three middle-grade quasi-immortal implements?"

The master of the Taoist Pavilion is a kind-faced and spine-sounding old man. He also frowned and muttered: "Lin Xiao, in the past three months, you have fallen a total of five thunder tribulations on your pavilion, so there should be five more. A quasi-immortal soldier, don’t you want to take it out now?"

"Hehe, there are indeed five quasi-celestial soldiers."

Lin Xiao heard the words, five soldiers' blades shot out, suspended above a thousand swords, and the fairy light escaped.

"Hey, yes, this is indeed a quasi-immortal soldier, but there are only five pieces. The difference is still too far!"

The Lord Dan Pavilion is a middle-aged beautiful woman, also frowned.

She had always made friends with Chen Jianxiao, and now she is standing on the same line. If the Qi Pavilion rises, then her Dan Pavilion will be equally faceless.

"Hehe, what's the hurry, the next thing is the highlight, you'd better keep your eyes open and watch!"

Lin Xiao snorted, stretched out a hand with her arms around her chest, and raised **** individually.

Everyone frowned upon seeing this.

What is this posture?

Some kind of magic mudra?

However, Di Guang laughed forward and took out a cigar with the thickness of a finger from his arms and placed it between his fingers, and then a fire ignited and ignited it.