Han Ye, the small courtyard, the sword in red clothes, one sword to ten swords, and then to eleven swords, the crisscrossing sword energy spread throughout the Yellow Spring God Forbidden.

Outside the God Forbidden, the rising sun rises in the east, the second game of the Wuji Banquet on the Sword is about to start, the sword contests the sword, and determines the sword's height and bottom.

In the pavilion, a series of powerful swordsmen from various domains arrived and entered the seat one after another.

In the distant courtyard, Lin Yuzhen stood outside the divine forbidden, quietly waiting for the former to come out.

The dawn is falling, time is approaching, the divine forbidden disappears, the red clothes walk out, the sword intent is restrained, and the dissipation is invisible.

"Your Highness, let's go"

Ning Chen said something and walked out of the yard.

Lin Yuzhen's nodded and followed them together.

In the pavilion, heroes gathered together, and the top twenty swordsmen arrived. At the beginning of the sword debate, the atmosphere became extremely quiet.

On the main seat, the three masters of Jiange have arrived. The three people with different temperaments are undoubtedly the focus of everyone present.

"Everyone knows the rules of this game. Whether it is the sword score or the sword insights, you can take them out. Those in the top ten can enter the sword domain of Wu Jian Pavilion to practice for half a day and advance to the last sword-like game." Mei Wuhen spoke with a smile.

"Sword Domain?"

When everyone heard this, they looked at each other, and they heard about this place for the first time.

Mei Wuhen looked at the people in front of him and explained with a smile, "The Sword Domain is the place where the masters of the swords of all dynasties of my sword Pavilion have realized the sword. There will be a large number of sword rules left in it, which should be helpful to you."

Hearing the former's words, the strong men on the swords in various star fields were shocked. It was rumored that the strong men in the Sword Pavilion had once had a fourth-level powerhouse. Isn't it that there were also the insights of the strong men in the Sword Domain when they realized the sword. This is something more precious than the sword scripture.

Looking at the expression of the person in front of me, Mei Wuhen smiled with satisfaction and said, "Everyone, the time has come, so let's start with the first place in the previous game, His Highness Qi Wang."

The words of the Lord of the Sword Pavilion also became quiet below. Lin Yuzhen's eyes flashed with light, she stood up, flipped her slender hand, and half of the sword score appeared and slowly flew into the air.

"The unique skills of the Beiqi royal family, the sword of the country, wind and rain, this half volume is the general outline of sword techniques."

As the words were spoken, the sword score unfolded, and the strange lights were flourishing, and the words and pictures were revealed, which were reflected in everyone's eyes.

"The sword is the king of all soldiers, the sword of the wind and dust, the country is a military uniform, and the sword of the wind and rain of the country, and the country is in the heart, and the country is in its heart, and it will live up to the watchful eyes..."

Before the sword book, the sword guide was always on. The sword skills left by the first emperor of Beiqi in the past. Before everyone appeared today, the emperor's demeanor and knowledge were shocking.

"Tian Pin Sword Technique"

The Emperor's Sword is majestic and unquestionably the pinnacle of the world. Mei Wuhen spoke and set the level of the sword score.

Below, everyone nodded, without objection.

Lin Yuzhen waved her hand, put away the sword score, and sat back on her original position.

Under the seat, Mu Changge automatically stood up, and while walking, the sword intent rose, and ten steps forward, the ten styles of Tianfu were manifested invisibly.

"Sword of the Supreme"

Mei Wuhen looked at it and commented that she could see that this person was still reserved, but with these ten styles, it was enough to advance to the last game.

On the right side of the main seat, Shui Wuyue sat there quietly, her eyes were cold and without any emotional fluctuations.

"It's my turn to Jiange. The martial arts masters of Jiane have practiced in all dynasties are all sword scriptures. Everyone has seen yesterday. What kind of grades are you? Please give me some comments," Mei Wuhen said with a smile.

During the meal, swordsmen stared at each other. It was indeed difficult to judge. They could not understand the sword script yesterday. However, the masters of the Sword Pavilion had already passed the fourth realm in history, which showed that this sword script was definitely an amazing skill.

The "Tian Pin Sword Technique" seated, the White Feather Sword God from the Tianlan Star Domain spoke and said calmly.

"Agree"

The woman in red from the Zhurong family also spoke out and said.

"Agree"

"Agree"

With one response, Ning Chen calmly drank the wine in his glass, and after a moment, he stood up and walked out.

Everyone was watching, waiting for the former to be on the sword.

The next moment, a shocking scene happened. The light rose all over the red clothes moving forward. Within ten steps, the beginning of the Buddha and the end of the immortal, and the reappearance of the Tianfu Sword Technique.

Sitting down, the strong men on the sword looked at each other, and their eyes were shocked.

On the main seat, Mei Wuhen also frowned slightly. The two people, with the same sword score, had such a situation for the first time.

"Since it's exactly the same, there is no need to think about it, the sword of the highest ranking"

On the side, Shui Wuyue spoke lightly and said.

Below, everyone nodded, and this situation was indeed the only way to decide.

While sitting at the table, Mu Changge nodded without leaving any trace. He could understand the Tianfu Sword Technique in one night. This boy's understanding is really terrible.

In front of the table, Ning Chen walked back to his original position, did it again, picked up the wine glass with a calm expression, and continued to wait and see.

Next to him, a helpless look flashed across Lin Yuzhen's face. Brother Ning was really calm and ignored what others thought.

In the seat, Tianyu Sword God stood up, but this time he did not take out the sword score. He waved his right hand and a scabbard appeared. The scabbard was black and sword marks were scattered.

"This is my sword technique. The sword has the style of making a sword, and it must also have the spirit of collecting a sword." Tianyu Sword God spoke.

On the scabbard, sword marks intertwined, sword drawing, and sword retracting. The two simple moves were tempered millions of times, and finally became one.

Under the seat, everyone calmed down. The Tianyu Sword God posed a big problem for everyone. This sword is difficult to discuss.

"Sword of Heaven"

During the meal, Ning Chenci spoke and said calmly.

When everyone heard this, they frowned. Tianpin? Is it too much?

"Sword of Heaven"

Not far apart, Mu Changge also expressed his opinion and said indifferently.

The two expressed their opinions, and the strong men on the sword looked serious and thought carefully.

In front of the seat, Tianyu Sword God glanced at the two of them and no longer looked down upon them. The sword techniques of these two have been evaluated and ranked first. The two rated his sword as a heavenly rank, which is to rank him before them.

There are only ten people in total for the final round of promotion. One of them may be a huge difference. Not to mention the others, the mind and demeanor of these two people deserve his respect.

A sword is a killing weapon, and it is also a gentleman's weapon. Only when a person is open and honest can he attain the ultimate sword.

During the quiet meal, no one expressed his opinion. Lin Yuzhen glanced at the people around her, and after a moment of silence, she spoke, "I agree, the sword of heaven."

She was not as good as him in his sword's attainments, but she believed in his judgment.

The third person expressed his opinion that the strong men on the sword had another stir in their hearts and they were even more struggling.

"Tianpin"

On the main seat, Shui Wuyue said two words coldly, and then said nothing.

The second master of Jiange made a statement, and the emperor sighed in his heart, nodded nodded, and nodded slightly to express his agreement.

At the beginning of the sword contest, there were three heavenly ranks. The two were above. During the seat, the pressure on everyone increased. In the sword contest, only the top ten people were selected. These five people were basically confirmed to be able to advance, which means that they had few opportunities left.

During the meal, the woman in red walked out and a scroll of the sword score of the Zhurong family, snatching the upper sword again.

Next, one strong man on the sword followed by one, using his sword technique or sword understanding to participate in the sword contest. The short half day passed quickly, and the sword contest also came to an end.

"San sister, please announce the result"

On the main seat, Mei Wuhen spoke and said with a smile.

Jing Wuxia nodded, stood up and looked at everyone under her seat, and said with a gentle expression, "It is difficult to determine the top three this time, so it is tied for no matter how high and low. The three are King Qi's Jiangshan Fengyu Sword, Wu Jiange's sword book and Baiyu Sword God's sword technique."

After saying that, Jing Wuxia's eyes turned to the young man in red at the table and said, "The fourth and fifth are the same sword technique. Everyone should have guessed that it is the Tianfu sword technique of Mr. Ning and the Tianfu Sword Master."

"The sixth place is Miss Zhurong's Tianhuo Sword Technique, and the seventh place is..."

One name after another, ten places were mentioned, and the competition was very fierce. The people who were mentioned breathed a sigh of relief, while the rest sighed in deep voices and looked regretful.

After announcing the ranking, Jing Wuxia's face covered by the light veil showed a gentle smile and said, "Everyone, tomorrow is the last sword comparison. The seat of the Wuji Banquet on the Sword will be decided. I hope you all can come and witness it."

"must"

Below, everyone suppressed their emotions and did not want to lose their temper, so they nodded and responded.

The sword contest ended, and the emperors were unwilling to stay for a long time. They stood up and bowed and left the seat one after another.

On the main seat, Mei Wuhen stood up and left. Jing Wuxia hesitated to look at the woman in purple next to her. After all, she couldn't help but speak, "Second sister, I hope my sister can think about it seriously when she said yesterday."

When Shui Wuyue heard this, her expression was still cold as ice and there was no response.

Jing Wuxia sighed lightly, and had to stand up helplessly and leave.

Mei Wuhen and Jing Wuxia left, Shui Wuyue had just stood up, looked at the nine people below, and said lightly, "Come with me."

After saying that, Shui Wuyue didn't say a word more and turned around and walked towards the hall.

Behind the main hall, at the end of the Nine-Curve corridor, a ladder to the sky appeared, towering into the clouds, without ending.

"Go up, half a day, you should know the rules, and you must come out at sunset."

Shui Wuyue stopped and said coldly.

The nine people responded, their figures flashed, and rushed up the ladder to the sky.
To be continued...