"Let's get started. ”

Long Buqi raised the Sky Killing Sword.

Airplanes!......

Boundless sword intent rises.

Rumble!......

Split out directly, separating the void.

The old Taoist's face changed slightly, and he hurriedly raised the Pure Yang Blood Sword.

The refiners stared at this scene closely, whether the spliced Heaven Slaying Sword was stronger, or the Pure Yang Blood Sword was stronger, who was the number one refiner today, among the ten swords.

While!......

The Sky Slaying Sword and the Pure Yang Blood Sword collided fiercely, splashing a large area of sparks, and a piercing trilling sound was heard!

Airplanes!......

The Pure Yang Blood Sword trembled, and almost flew away from the old Taoist's hand, his entire body was shaken back, and his face was flushed unhealthily.

"It seems that the news that he defeated the Xuantian Dragon Emperor is true, although he only has an eighth-order Heavenly King cultivation, his real strength is not weaker than any Heavenly Emperor!"

"First of all, no matter which one is stronger, the Heaven Slaying Sword or the Pure Yang Blood Sword, his strength alone is admirable, and he is worthy of being the strongest person in the ancient world. ”......

Seeing the young man shake the forging master back with a sword, the forging masters were shocked, and with the eighth-order heavenly king, he overwhelmed the heavenly emperor, and there were a few people who could do it since ancient times.

"The second sword. ”

Long Buqi looked indifferent, and slashed out a sword again.

The sword is not to kill the enemy, but to prove it to the Heaven Killing Sword!

While!......

Fighting with the Pure Yang Blood Sword, the entire fire domain was trembling, and the old Taoist was shocked back again.

Burst!......

He coughed up blood in his mouth, his face was pale, and his body was shaky, only then did he understand how terrifying this young man's strength was, he could already pose a threat to any Heavenly Emperor, and the news of defeating the Xuantian Dragon Emperor was not as simple as rumors.

However, the dignified Heavenly Emperor was suppressed by an Eighth-Order Heavenly King, which made him feel humiliated.

Even if the Heaven Slayer Dragon Emperor was the strongest person in the primeval world, not an ordinary Heavenly Emperor, he still couldn't tolerate the current situation.

"Slash!"

The old Taoist no longer passively took the sword, but took the initiative to attack and cut out the third sword.

Rumble!......

Containing his Mahayana sword path, the sword qi runs through the entire fire domain!

"Well done. ”

Long Buqi's gaze froze, and the sky-killing sword was horizontal, and he attacked him.

While!......

The two swords collided with each other, and the piercing trills pierced through the golden cracked stones, causing all the flames in the Fire Domain to sway.

The young man's body shook slightly, and he stabilized, however, the old Taoist was shocked again, his arms trembled, as if he had lost consciousness, and his face was pale and terrifying.

Everyone was smacking, the Eighth Order Heavenly King forced the Heavenly Emperor to be so embarrassed, what a combat power this was!

"Fourth sword, be careful, I'll do my best. ”

Long Buqi looked indifferent, and stepped out against the dragon.

Boom, boom, boom......

With each step, the momentum climbed, and the entire fire area shook.

Roar!......

The Dragon Emperor's Nine Styles were transformed into the Sky Killing Sword, and the divine power turned into a war dragon, roaring out with the sound of a heaven-shattering dragon moan.

The old Taoist face was like ashes, and he regretted it, he shouldn't have provoked this young man, no matter whether his pure yang blood sword could defeat the Heaven Killing Sword, the dignified Heavenly Emperor was suppressed by the Eighth Order Heavenly King, and after this battle spread, he would lose face.

Rumble!......

He hurriedly evolved his sword path to the extreme, as if facing a great enemy.

Click......

However, he still couldn't parry, and was shocked again, and a gap appeared in the Pure Yang Blood Sword.

"The Heaven Slaying Sword is worthy of being the first emperor soldier of the primeval world, and it only took four swords to cut the pure yang blood sword!"

"This is just a spliced Sky-Slaying Sword, the perfect Sky-Slaying Sword from the primeval period will only be more terrifying......!"

The forges were in an uproar.

"The fifth sword. ”

Just cut a gap, Long Buqi was not satisfied, and another sword was cut out.

Click......

With a crisp sound, the Pure Yang Blood Sword broke into two.

"Your sword has been broken, the victory has been divided, and there are five swords left, and there is no need for it. ”

The dragon was satisfied with the Heaven Killing Sword, and pointed like a sword, slowly stroking it, without a trace.

The old Taoist had a gloomy face and didn't say a word.

Whose sword is stronger is already known to everyone.

After the news spread, he had no face to cast again in his life.

For a refiner, this is more uncomfortable than killing him, and besides, he is not an ordinary refiner, but a generation of grandmasters, and he regards casting as more important than life.

"My Sky Slaying Sword was cast in the primeval period, not now, but just spliced together, so, strictly speaking, you didn't lose, it's a tie, how about it?"

Long Buqi's expression was indifferent, and he found a step for the old Taoist.

He has no grievances and no enmity with the old Taoist, and there is no need for the old Taoist to give up casting forever.

The old Taoist only provoked him to compete for the title of the first refiner, and he was not a big traitor.

As the strongest man in the ancient world, he has already seen a lot of people who love fame, and he won't care too much.

"I don't need your mercy, what kind of person I am forging the sky, I will do what I say, and from now on I will not touch the casting with my hands, and I will no longer be a foundry!"

The old Taoist snorted coldly, if he cheated, the spread of this matter would make him notorious, which he couldn't accept, and would rather retain the last bit of dignity of the world's number one refiner.

"I've already said that the Sky Slaying Sword was forged in the primeval period, at that time, my cultivation was at its peak, and the forging technique had also reached its peak, you lost a little unjustly, and my current casting technique has not yet reached its peak, and it is similar to you, you did not lose. ”

Long Buqi frowned slightly, he didn't expect the old Taoist to be so stubborn, he had already given the steps, however, the old Taoist was unwilling to go down.

"Master Forging Heaven, there is no shame in losing to the Heaven Slaying Dragon Emperor who was at the peak of the primeval period, there is no need to give up casting. ”

"In the current period, Master Forging Heaven is still the number one refiner in the world. ”......

The refiners also persuaded one after another, unwilling to see the first generation of Grandmasters in the refining world close the mountain, which would be a huge loss to the refining world.

"Thank you for your kind words and persuasion, but losing is losing, how can I forge the sky and not admit defeat, there is no need to say more. ”

The old Taoist looked firm, however, the loss in his eyes could not be concealed, he could not touch the casting in this life, and it was difficult for any refiner with faith to give up.

How many days and nights did you wield the hammer of forging?

Looking at the splendid sparks, I was fascinated.

How many springs, summers, autumns, and winters painstakingly study inscriptions?

It is only to equip the appliance with the most suitable characteristics.

Watching the utensils come out of the oven, I was as happy as a child, forgetting the fame and fortune in the world.

This is the belief of the refiner, and it is also the persistence of pursuing the ultimate forging technique, how can it be said that you can let go of it?

The old Taoist bent down to pick up the broken sword, turned around and left silently, his back was a little gloomy, it seemed that he was much older, the refining weapon was his life, but it was drained at this time, and the rest of his life lacked the most brilliant brilliance.

Long Buqi opened his mouth, floating a wry smile, after all, he didn't know what to say, it is estimated that it is too late to say anything, for the old Taoist, refining is a sacred belief, since he loses, he will definitely abide by it, looking at a generation of refining masters to seal the mountain, he also felt uncomfortable, he knew that this was the result, he should not fight for who won and who lost, since ancient times, for the name of the first, how many people have been harmed.

(End of chapter)