A piercing and crisp sound erupted in the air, and the sparks burst out, and the figure of the old man in purple shook slightly, and a huge force of the shock made him take a step back.

The power of this sword is enough to easily split a piece of mountain rock. Under this thunderous slash, unexpectedly, this piece of black black iron of Xuanjin still seemed to be intact, only the ghost light flickered for a moment, and even a trace of the slashed crack could not be seen on it.

In the deathly silence, there was a crisp sound of something falling to the ground, and all the eyes on the site followed the sound, and their eyes protruded outward, and their mouths were wide open, revealing a look of consternation.

And this heart-breaking "clang" sound was clearly transmitted from the position where the old man in purple was standing, and what was even more shocking was that the short sword he was holding in his hand was actually only a hilt left, and the entire body of the short sword had broken away from the hilt and fell to the hard ground, jumping a few times, and the bullet flashed with a blood-red ghost.

It is obvious to all, this is definitely a thunderous slash by the old man in purple, without a single star and half of water, Zi Yuerou standing on the side is even more shocked, this emperor-level short sword weapon can be regarded as a proud masterpiece of hers, even if it is a blade of the same grade, it will not be completely broken and broken under one blow, I didn't expect it to be so easily destroyed on this inconspicuous, dark black iron of Xuanjin. For a while, the heart-wrenching pain was beyond words.

"The emperor-level sword weapon was actually destroyed, what kind of test stone is this, it can be so tough and difficult to shake in the slightest?"

"I'm afraid that even if it is a saint-level sword weapon, it won't leave a deep trace?"

This result seemed to have been expected by the old man in purple, his demeanor looked particularly calm, and he couldn't find a little mood swing, but just made a gesture of regret to Zi Yuerou.

After all, destroying a valuable emperor-level sword weapon would make it impossible for anyone to be indifferent. I saw Zi Yuerou with a gloomy face, and walked down the hall in frustration, muttering something constantly all the way, like a resentful woman.

The purple-clothed old man shrugged his shoulders sympathetically at her back, and then stopped her very seriously, and said in an inquiring tone: "The two instrument saints have praised this infinitely close to the saint-level Tears of the Immortal God, but I don't know if they can leave a single scratch on this piece of Xuanjin Iron? ＂

"Thank you for reminding me! The Emperor has enough confidence in this "Tears of the Underworld, Yin and Yang Shuttle", although he does not dare to say that he can penetrate this test stone, but if he leaves a scratch on it, he should still be able to do it. Zi Yuerou pursed her lips proudly, her expression full of indescribable confidence.

"You don't have to be reluctant, after all, the scene just now is obvious to all here, even if you give up the test at this time, it will not damage your reputation as the Emperor. I don't know if the words of the old man in purple were well-intentioned advice, or whether he intended to fan the flames in secret, as if he was suspected of adding fuel to the fire; "Are you sure you insist on trying the device?"

"Hmph! It's useless to talk too much, once the Emperor of the Instrument has determined something, even if the sky falls, it won't change. Zi Yuerou didn't wait for the purple-clothed old man to continue to nag, and handed over the tears of the god in her hand, Yin Yang Suo.

This "Tears of the Underworld, Yin and Yang Shuttle" is only eight inches long, finger-like size and thickness, can be hidden in the palm of the palm and not easy to be noticed, the whole body of the shuttle is glowing with silver-white brilliance, it looks crystal like snow, once the body is injected into it, it will become a hollow transparent, if you don't pay attention, it is difficult to find its real existence.

The tears of the god of the underworld, the Yin and Yang Shuttle, its sharpness can penetrate the rock through the wall, and it has almost reached the level of indestructibility, even if the existence of the life and death realm, once it is shot, it will be easily torn open by the Yuan Force cover of the protective body, and it will be severely damaged.

What's even more terrifying is that this shuttle can freely change colors in black and white, and it is silent like the tears of the god of the underworld. If the shuttle is fired during the day, the entire prism becomes transparent, as if it has become one with the daylight, and it is difficult to distinguish from each other. If you launch this shuttle in the dark night, it will instantly transform into a pitch-black color, which is even more difficult to guard.

If he hadn't heard a low snort from the mouth of the purple-clothed old man, no one would have noticed that the "Tears of the Underworld, Yin and Yang Shuttle" had quietly burst out of his palm, almost completely integrated with the light in the main hall.

I'm afraid that among all the people in the hall, except for Lu Suifeng and the three girls, no one can discover the existence of this yin-yang shuttle, including Ziyuerou who refining this device, and the purple-clothed old man who launched this shuttle, and they can't see the trajectory of this yin-yang prism.

Poof! There was a sudden slight explosion in the silent air, which was the sound of the Yin Yang Shuttle hitting the iron of Xuanjin, dull and frightening, because no one saw the process of impact, and a puff of essence light burst out like fireworks, filling everyone's gaze.

"How is this possible...... Zi Yuerou rushed towards the piece of Xuanjin Iron for the first time, but saw that the dark test stone was shining with a faint glow, and the whole body was still as smooth as before, without the slightest sign of being damaged, and not even a single scratch could be found.

What's even more terrifying is that the scene completely lost the trace of the "Tears of the Underworld, the Yin and Yang Shuttle, as if it suddenly disappeared out of thin air, only to see countless crystalline objects scattered around the piece of Xuanjin Iron.

What kind of power made a blade that was infinitely close to the holy level explode into particles and debris under a single blow, and what kind of existence was this dark and inky test stone, which was still unscathed under such a sharp impact.

Poof! A mouthful of blood spurted out of Zi Yuerou's mouth, the placket on her chest was instantly dyed red, and her slender body shook for a while, and the old man in purple on the side saw this and reached out to help her.

Not to mention the value of this "Tears of the Underworld, Yin and Yang Shuttle" itself, it can almost be classified as a category of pricelessness, mainly because its existence symbolizes the position of the refiner in the world of instrument masters, and can make it the bright aura of the first person of the instrument emperor, the honor of the supreme, and the higher authority will be all in one, which makes people look up to it infinitely.

And all this endless beauty, only in a slight dull explosion, instantly turned into granular debris, all the glory is lost in the gain and loss, the ruthless reality is cruel enough to make people spurt blood and fall.

This scene attracted a wave of exclamation, sighing, emotion, and schadenfreude, everyone's thoughts are different, and the emotions expressed are naturally different.

The world is like chess, changing rapidly, one moment is still sitting on the clouds, the next second has fallen into the quagmire, this sudden huge drop, few people can be calm, indifferent.

Although this "Tears of the Underworld, Yin and Yang Shuttle" is extraordinary, after all, it has not yet withstood the test of this test stone, but although it is destroyed today, it can be refined again in the future, but the essence and blood are spurted too much, but it cannot be replenished for ten or eight years. Therefore, at this time, we must mourn as much as possible!" the words of the purple-clothed old man did not know whether he was exhorting relief, or deliberately further stimulating the middle-level instrument emperor who had been physically and mentally devastated.

These existences, which have always been high, have been immersed in a sound of admiration and praise in the past, how have they ever encountered this kind of situation that is even more painful than the death of his father and mother, and suddenly felt a cramp in the heart muscle, and a stream of hot liquid couldn't help but rush from the chest to the throat.

Poof! A puddle of crimson blood spurted out of Zi Yuerou's mouth uncontrollably again, and in the rain of blood, her eyes rolled upward, and she fell straight down with her back facing back, but fortunately she was immediately supported by the old man in purple on the side.

"Cut! A supreme existence of the Instrument Emperor level, his endurance is so poor, it is simply not worthy of the name, and it is really a shame for all the Instrument Emperors. Feng Susu spoke out with disdain, and many people in the hall also turned their noses up at it.

And all this proves to everyone that there is one thing that can be done, that is, the tenacity and extraordinaryness of this piece of iron of gold. At least the emperor-level blade is difficult to shake in the slightest, and as for whether the saint-level blade can leave scratches on it, it is unknown?

After a long time, the frightened Ziyue Rou woke up slowly, and asked herself to personally verify the Fengming Sword refined by Lu Suifeng.

The same piece of dark black iron that was as black as ink had easily destroyed one of his own emperor-level blades with the flick of his fingers before, and the Tears of the Immortal God, Yin and Yang Shuttle, which was infinitely close to the holy weapon, but it itself was not damaged in the slightest, not even a superficial scratch was left on it.

At this moment, Zi Yuerou had already taken over the phoenix sword from the hands of the purple-clothed old man, and all the people in the hall were silent at the same time, holding their breath, and a death-like silence atmosphere appeared again, and countless eyes were condensed on this narrow and thin, cicada-like sword weapon.

The tenacity and extraordinariness of this test stone are obvious to everyone in the city, but they don't know what will happen under this sword weapon as thin as a cicada's wings? Although I dare not question the identification of the two instrument masters, some things must be verified by the truth before they can be convincing.

None of the people in the city can be easily fooled, and only after indisputable certification will the results of this gambling game be truly recognized.

The sudden appearance of the two Instrument Saints before made everyone in the hall bow down in fear, so no one saw what happened between Lu Suifeng and the two Instrument Saints?

At this moment, Ziyue's soft face sank like water, but the sword weapon in her hand was as soft and weak as a silk and jade belt, with a confused look on her face, and she didn't know how to use it for a while.