Everyone looked up, and there were two teams of men from the sky.

On one side, the thick soil is like gold, and the yellow cedar is crowned, which is the sword repair guard of the Ximen family's majesty.

On one side, the sky is blue and the sea is blue, and the face is as cold as ice, but it is the Haitian Sword Sect in the Tianyu Sword State that is second only to the Ximen family.

The Haitian Sword Sect, the total number of people who came today (Rirì) was less than a hundred, but the eyebrows were full of smug looks, as if this Spirit Sword Peak had become their home field.

Looking at the Simon family again, the one who came made Lin Yang laugh dumbly again.

Isn't that majestic and long-bearded Saint-level elder of the Ximen family the same as the Ximen Muye Elder who was in Xuantian City at the beginning?

I haven't seen him for more than a month, the elder of the Ximen family still has the same demeanor, and between his eyebrows is still that kind of unruly Ling Ran ambition, just like an ancient sword that has been covered with rust, although it is almost twilight, but it is upright and unyielding, and the sword is full of energy.

In comparison, the Blue Feather Elder of the Sea and Sky Sword Sect next to him seemed to be much more gloomy.

At this moment, although Lan Yu's face was calm, there was a cold evil aura hidden in a pair of vulture-like ferocious eyes, looking at everything in front of him, there was no joy in it.

Deng Jiugong led the disciples of the Ximen family to welcome the two teams of people to the viewing platform of Lingjian Peak, and the two rows of exquisite sandalwood seats with fragrant spiritual tea were already ready, waiting for the two most important powerhouses to sit down and watch the ceremony today.

The Spirit Sword Material Selection Conference, in previous years, was generally presided over by the elders of the outer sect or the core disciples of the younger generation, and this year, it is already a rare luxury lineup to have two Saint-level elders come to watch the ceremony, and the presence of these two bigwigs made the candidate martial artists below cheer.

"Ladies and gentlemen!" Deng Jiugong even more solemnly introduced to everyone: "I am honored to announce here that two Saint-level elders will come to watch the ceremony today, among which there is Elder Ximen Muye as the core of the family's Kendo Supreme, and the martial artists who perform well today will have the opportunity to become the personal disciples of Elder Ximen, and be able to teach the Ximen family's strongest holy magic sword!"

Wow!!

As soon as he said it, it seemed to pour fire oil on the already excited crowd.

Being able to become a disciple of a Saint Venerable Elder is already a supreme honor and shortcut that ordinary people can imagine, and for this reason, it is worth performing today's unique skill at the bottom of the box.

Come on!

Let's go!!

The people below couldn't wait, Deng Jiugong didn't drag his feet either, and after seeing Ximen Muye and Lan Yu sitting down, he bowed slightly, and directly waved his hand and gave an order:

"I announce, the Ximen Family Spirit Sword Material Selection Conference, the first (day rì) first round of testing starts now, release the Spirit Sword!!"

Bang la blah.

As soon as the words fell, the holy swords that had been suspended for a moment above the nine heavens were like thousands of cheerful hummingbirds, and they burst into a burst of joy, and then they spilled down from the air and swept the entire ring.

In an instant, you seem to see a huge dark cloud descending from the sky, directly enveloping the huge martial arts platform, and the 20,000 martial artists who participated in the selection are all facing dense spirit sword puppets in all directions.

Here it comes!!

Lin Yang's eyes flickered slightly, and his spiritual power was excited.

At the same time, there were at least four or five Ximen family spirit swords of different sizes and lengths, and what was amazing was that these spirit swords actually had a jingling twist after they landed, and then they went deep into the heads and limbs one by one, and they really turned into a slender puppet the size of half a man.

This sword will be transformed!!

It was the first time Lin Yang had seen this kind of strange spirit puppet.

"Hey, Team Qin, people will be transformed!"

Swish!

The moment Lin Yang spoke, the four spirit sword puppets had already launched a fatal attack towards Lin Yang, each of them had sharp sword rays on their arms and soles, and they were like four beautiful death lotus flowers when they swirled, thinking about Lin Yang with a cold cold light.

"Flashy things, designs that have already been abandoned by Zhu Rong Yanjun, what is there to be surprised about. ”

Team Qin responded coldly, but he didn't have the slightest intention of helping Lin Yang, and silently watched Lin Yang turn (body shēn) into a fluttering duckweed in the whirlwind of four sword intent with a light flip, and dodged the attack of the four spirit puppets with a delicate and delicate move.

"Team Qin! Feixian can't use it, Lao Fei, Nantian, can they borrow one from me." ”

Poof!!

Lin Yang swirled in the air like a vigorous petrel, and at the same time, he used his hands and feet at the same time, and flicked on the four spirit puppets with great precision, shaking them into the air, and at the same time calling in the sea of consciousness again.

"What are you going to do!" Team Qin said coldly, "Didn't you tell me that you couldn't expose the power of our sword spirit in public......"

"Of course not!" Lin Yang smiled faintly, and his eyes flashed: "I just want to make some preparations for the next thing (情qíng)...... If this Simon family doesn't do it, I have to protect that stupid boy (sex xìng)'s life is worry-free!"

Whew!

Oooo

It's too late, it's too soon.

When Lin Yang's thoughts converged in just a few moments, the sound of gold and iron on the entire martial arts stage had already resounded, and everyone had already fallen into the attack of the giant sword tide, and began to show their magical powers.

Some people are faced with overwhelming attacks, first they panicked, and the strength of Ben (body shēn) is not good, so they become a weak chicken in embarrassment, and they can't hold on for a few rounds before they cry out of the ring and withdraw from the selection directly.

Some people are very strong, just waiting for such a stage of light four (shooting shè), directly pulled out their holy sword that was ready to shine for nine days, and danced it into a heaven-shaking dragon, jubilant and frolicking in the tide of giant swords, domineering.

This is the most direct and cruel means of the Simon family.

Only true kendo powerhouses can survive under the three rounds of sword tide attacks, and only those absolute genius supremes can face the covetousness and attacks of others, suppress the crowd, and persist to the end.

The first round is just the beginning.

Despite this, just ten minutes passed, and after the spirit sword puppets that were originally all over the sky were shattered and destroyed, half of the original 20,000 candidates for the election were directly eliminated, and only 10,000 people stood in the ring with different expressions.

Ten minutes, the first round, eliminated 10,000 people.

The selection of materials for this spirit sword is really cruel.

Everyone rested for ten minutes and prepared for the second round of Spirit Sword Tide. ”

Deng Jiugong's voice sounded, everyone breathed a sigh of relief, and among the remaining 10,000 people, there were even three or four thousand people who sat on the ground panting, looking at the surrounding martial arts arena that was already a mess, smelling the blood in the air, his face was pale, and his expression was sluggish.

They had seen the horror of the Ximen family's spirit sword selection, although those spirit sword puppets would not cause fatal damage to the warriors, but the sword was not (情qíng), and the tragedy of the scene exceeded their imagination.

No one knows if they will make it through the next round.

Only those who are truly strong can stand proudly on the spot, looking coldly and fearlessly at the vast spirit sword tide that re-fills the sky.

Mid-levels, above the platform.

Ximen Muye silently watched the group of warriors below, with an indifferent look on his face, as if he still had some loss.

It seems like...... There is nothing particularly eye-catching in this group of people......

Except, that blue blue!!

Ximen Muye's gaze swept sharply to a blue-clothed (body shēn) shadow in the southeast corner of the stage, and the terrifying sky-blue long sword behind the (body shēn) shadow.

At the foot of that (身shēn) shadow, at this moment, densely covered with fragments of the spirit sword, it was almost buried in the soles of people's feet, and in just ten minutes just now, Ximen Muye saw at least a thousand holy swords being slashed in front of that terrifying sky blue long sword.

Terrifying Kendo Supreme, terrifying Saint Soldier Long Sword.

This Haitian Sword Sect sent this Blue Feather Old Ghost to participate in the Spirit Sword Selection this year, which first scene did he sing?

Ximen Muye was thinking about it, when he heard the Blue Feather Elder next to him gently pick up the spiritual tea on the table, plucked the tea leaves with the tea lid, slowly took a sip of the tea soup floating inside, and came out with a sentence:

"Ximen Muye, is this the level of your Simon family's material selection conference? It's really disappointing......"

I gave it a rub!!

Ximen Muye has never had a good impression of the Haitian Sword Sect, but he still didn't expect this Lan Yu to be so good at chatting, and he could directly lift the table in a sentence.

"Lan Yu, can you speak? If you can't speak, you can take your baby son directly, do you think the old man is willing to accompany you here to blow the wind and cool off!"

Ximen Muye has always been a violent temper, and when he was in Xuantian City, he dared to make a move against the summer, not to mention that the other party is an elder of the Haitian Sword Sect, spraying you is light, and it is okay to dare to commit ((贱jiàn)jiàn) directly hit you.

"Hey...... Simon Makino, your stinky temper is really annoying!"

Lan Yu didn't even look back, still looking at the spiritual tea in his hand, but the corners of his mouth were full of cold sneers:

"You want to drive me away, I think you should take a good look at this embarrassing material selection conference of your Simon family......"

"What do you mean?"

"It's not interesting...... I just want to see how the strongest kendo holy land in Jianzhou came up with a joke-like material selection conference, hahaha!"

Lan Yu's laughter, (yin yīn) forest like a snake, makes people unpleasant.

But on the martial arts stage below, Lin Yang's smile at the moment was as warm as (spring chūn) weathered rain, and he was facing that Feng Ning with infinite affinity:

"Hello, brother...... Brother Fangcai's swordsmanship is really admirable......"

Lin Yang's words made Feng Ning stunned for a moment, and then scratched his head embarrassedly, he didn't even learn Murong Bai's action unconsciously.

"Where, where. Feng Ning looked at the young man in green shirt in front of him, he only felt completely unfamiliar, and he didn't know what the other party meant, so he just nodded politely: "Your Excellency, you can persist in the first round without injury, which is also admirable!"

"Haha, I'm just a fluke, where can I compare to the majesty you just had!" Lin Yang looked at his former junior brother with a smile, and suddenly his eyes flashed, turning to the sharp-edged four (shooting shè) holy soldier long sword in Feng Ning's hand:

"This sword is so sharp that it's really good!"

"Hehe, this sword was given to ...... next brother" Feng Ning looked at the high-grade holy sword in his hand, his eyes were full of nostalgia for that burly man.

"Oh, how can there be a crack here?"

"Well, how is that possible?"

"Look, isn't it right here?" Lin Yang gently pinched the long sword in Feng Ning's hand with his fingers as he spoke, and at the same time, a faint spiritual light disappeared into the long sword without anyone noticing.

"Where?"

"Oh, maybe it's a good sword, it's really a good sword......!

"Where, Where, ......"

"I don't know if I can fight with you in the next round, and we can take care of each other. ”

"Absolutely...... In Xia Feng Ning, I don't know what your Excellency is called. ”

Lin Yang looked at the young master in front of him who was already able to take charge on his own, and smiled slightly at the corner of his mouth: "My name is Lin Yi, please take care of Brother Feng!"

............

Sorry, it's really late today......

Simon had been busy all day, and he came back at eleven o'clock to finish the chapter, but he still fulfilled his promise to everyone, and made the brothers wait for a long time.

Tomorrow and the day after tomorrow are three watches.,Compensate for the first two days owed.,The update after that will basically be maintained in the three watches.,Ximen (情qíng) are busy.,It's going to start to enter 17 years of work.,Let's go with Ximen!!