The body of the sword is crystal clear, the spine is raised, the edge of the sword is not opened, the stem of the sword is engraved with mysterious textures, and the sword grid is two pocket golden dragons.

Just by looking at the appearance, you can know that this is a good sword.

Murong Hua, Jian Zun, Ren Qianxing, Jian Xiong, and Yan Zangfeng stood in front of the scorching lava with different expressions.

"This is the masterpiece that I have worked so hard to build Sword City for 300 years!"

Jian Zun held the Nine Dragon Stone in his hand, his eyes were fanatical, and there was a touch of pride in his tone.

Murong Hua's eyes flickered, and he said in a deep voice, "What are you waiting for, quickly put the Nine Dragon Stone into the sword pond, and infuse the Ningshuang Sword with the soul of the sword!"

Jian Zun nodded, with a solemn expression, and threw the Nine Dragon Stone into the magma.

A miraculous scene appeared.

Not only did Nine Dragon Stone not sink into the magma, but it floated on the magma, and the black shell faded away, turning into a shining golden bead.

Without waiting for everyone to be astonished, the golden bead began to shrink at a speed visible to the naked eye, turning into a stream of flowing energy, which poured into the sword from the hilt.

After the essence was injected, the crystal-clear sword body began to glow with celestial light, and the entire magma pool boiled with bubbles.

The magma was boiling, but the blade was still closed, and the Ningshuang sword was suspended above the magma without any response.

"what happened?"

Jian Zun frowned and looked at Murong Hua puzzled.

Murong Hua laughed loudly, "Jianzun, do you think it was you who forged the Ningshuang Sword in the Sword Forging City?"

"Wrong! You are wrong! It was not you who forged the Ningshuang Sword, but Ningshuangjian chose you to forge the sword city to be reborn."

"Quenching the blood to start the front, the magic sword is invincible! Master Jian, open your eyes wide and watch, the Ningshuang Sword needs my blood to start the front, and it will recognize me as the master as soon as it is born!"

"In this life, the Ningshuang Sword should be under my control!"

Seeing Murong Hua laughing up to the sky and cutting his palm, Jian Zun's heart sank to the bottom of the valley, he put on the Raging Fire Sword with one hand, and was ready to snatch it at any time, it was impossible for him to let the Ningshuang Sword be taken away by Murong Hua.

Jianxiong's face was full of anger.

They built the sword city day and night, bought blood slaves to feed the Ningshuang sword, but they couldn't produce a lot of precious metals. It took 300 years to finally successfully forge the Ningshuang sword.

Right now, Ningshuangjian is going to take advantage of Murong Hua, a survivor of the magic sword, of course she is unwilling.

Yan Zangfeng looked at the Ningshuang sword in the sword pool, and he frowned and looked at Murong Hua, Jian Zun and others.

Righteousness opens up, heart and sword unite.

Quenching the blood and opening the front, the magic sword is invincible.

He Yan Zangfeng is the master of the heart sword, so who is the master of the magic sword?

Looking at Murong Hua, Jian Zun, and Ren Qianxing, Yan Zangfeng suspected that Murong Hua was the most likely owner of the magic sword.

Murong Hua had already cut his palm, he mobilized the blood essence, and merged towards the Ningshuang Sword.

A surprising scene appeared.

Just as a group of dark red blood beads approached the sword body, the sword body shook and the blood beads bounced away.

impossible!

Murong Hua's face changed drastically, he didn't believe in evil, and forced out the bright red blood again to attack the Frost Sword, but his blood was bounced away by the Frost Sword again.

"How did this happen, what went wrong?"

Murong Hua had a gloomy face, and his voice was low and full of doubts.

"Hahahaha, Murong Hua, don't waste your efforts, it seems that you are not the master of Ningshuang Sword!"

Sword Master laughed out loud, incomparably carefree.

Jianxiong also breathed a sigh of relief, she didn't want to see Ningshuangjian controlled by someone as ambitious as Murong Hua.

"Quenching the blood to start the front, the magic sword is invincible. It turns out that the Ningshuang Sword was born, and his master needs to quench the blood for it to start the front."

"Murong Hua, you can't do it, let the deity come!"

Sword Master took a step forward, cut his palm open, and blood flowed continuously.

On the side, Ren Qianxing sneered.

Murong Hua can't do it, but your sword master can do it?

I, Ren Qianxing, are the destined master of the magic sword.

It's just that at this juncture, no matter Ren Qianxing or Yan Zangfeng, neither of them acted rashly, because they were not sure to take Ningshuang Sword from under the noses of Jian Zun and Murong Hua.

In the magma, the Ningshuang sword went up and down.

The sword master's bright red blood had just approached the blade, but it was also bounced away without accident.

At this moment, Jian Zun and Murong Hua's faces were both ugly, and the two looked at each other, and the atmosphere became weird.

For a moment, only the tumbling sound of magma was left in the ground.

"Jianzun, Guan Yutian, Ningshuangjian's birth is such a big event, how can you keep it from this old man?"

The sudden sound broke the underground silence.

Helian Ba, who was dressed in a big purple robe, was tall and thin, with dark circles under his eyes, walked in, followed by Bai Yuer and Lian Chixue.

Sword Master glanced at Helian Ba ​​who walked in, and looked away, not bothering to pay attention to him.

Murong Hua didn't even look at Helian Ba, he was full of doubts, and he was still thinking about which link went wrong.

Helian Ba's appearance was a little awkward.

As soon as he flicked his voluminous sleeve robe, Helian Ba ​​couldn't hold back his face. Anyway, Helian Ba ​​was also a giant, so he was ignored.

Seeing the glowing celestial light blooming from the Ningshuang sword floating in the magma, Helen Ba didn't think about anything else, he stepped forward, separated a dozen figures, and stretched out his hand to grab the hilt.

This is Helian's doppelgänger phantom running rampant in the rivers and lakes, as fast as a ghost.

While Helian Ba ​​grabbed the hilt of the sword, he did not forget to use his peripheral vision to be alert to the sword master and Murong Hua, in case they would sneak attack.However, Jian Zun and Murong Hua just looked at him coldly, with weird smiles in their eyes.

boom!

Just when Helen Ba was about to grab the hilt of the sword, a huge repulsive force emanated from the sword, blowing him away.

Helian Ba ​​flew back upside down and hit the ground heavily, a mouthful of old blood couldn't be restrained, and his clothes were stained red.

"Father!"

"Palace Master!"

Bai Yuer and Lian Chixue were shocked, and hurried to help Helianba.

"Go away!"

Helian Ba ​​roughly pushed Bai Yu'er and Lian Chixue away, turned his eyes to Master Jian, and asked in a hoarse voice, "What's going on, why does Ningshuang Sword reject my Palace Master?"

Sword Master smiled, and asked Helian Ba, "What do you think this Lord is waiting for?"

Helen Ba's eyes flickered, and he reacted.

Jian Zun and others didn't take the sword, so it must be the Ningshuang Sword and it's not considered born.

"Ningshuang Sword was born, what conditions are needed?"

Looking at the Ningshuang sword blooming with fairy light, Helian Ba ​​was a little anxious.

Jian Zun and Murong Hua didn't answer, they also wanted to know what other conditions were needed for Ningshuangjian to be born.

Standing behind Murong Hua, Ren Qianxing tried his best to suppress the greed in his eyes.

Yan Zangfeng didn't pay attention to Ningshuangjian, his mind was attracted by Bai Yuer behind Helianba, in Yan Zangfeng's opinion, it would be best if Ningshuangjian didn't come out.

Ningshuang Sword was still ups and downs in the magma, everyone had different thoughts and expressions.

In the entire underground, apart from the sound of magma tumbling, there is only the sound of everyone's breathing.

tap!tap!

Even footsteps sounded, with a special rhythm, stepping on everyone's hearts.

Everyone looked at the entrance, and saw a young man in white coming with a sword box on his back, with a soft smile on his face as gentle as a crown jade.

When he smiled, it was as if the spring breeze was blowing on his face, wrinkling ripples in everyone's hearts.

"It's you!"

Murong Hua frowned tightly, his eyes full of fear.

Sword Master didn't speak, his expression became ugly. Lear appeared here, his purpose is self-evident.

With a smile on Jianxiong's face, he greeted Li Er, "Brother Li, you are here, but have you practiced your magic?"

Li Er chuckled and nodded towards Jianxiong and Yan Zangfeng beside her.

Yan Zangfeng had a good impression of Lear. In his eyes, Lear was elegant, elegant, and detached, and he was a decent person.

"Do you want to win the Ningshuang Sword?"

Sword Master had an ugly expression and spoke to Lear in a bad tone.

Murong Hua frowned, and said, "Lear, my lord advises you not to waste your efforts, the Ningshuang Sword has not yet been born."

Li Er chuckled lightly, shook his head and said, "At the beginning of righteousness, the heart and sword are united. When the blood is quenched, the sword is invincible. Li wants to try, whether Ningshuangjian will recognize Li as the master."

With that said, Lear had already walked to the side of the magma.

Helian Ba ​​sneered, "The nameless person is also trying to get his hands on the Ningshuang Sword, and he doesn't know how to live or die!"

"die!"

As soon as the clone phantom came out, dozens of Helen Ba rushed towards Lear from all directions.

Jian Zun and Murong Hua's eyes became even more strange.

This Helen Ba, who gave him the courage?

Chapter 95

"The nameless person is also trying to get his hands on the Ningshuang Sword, and he doesn't know how to live or die!"

Helen Ba moved, pulled up dozens of clones, and rushed towards Lear like a ghost, and the strong palm wind blew Lear's skirt.

Lear raised his eyelids, as if he was dumbfounded, watching dozens of Helen Ba kills.

"Oops, that brother is in danger!"

Yan Zangfeng, who was full of justice, immediately wanted to make a move, preparing to save someone from Helian Ba.

Jianxiong grabbed Yan Zangfeng's sleeve, shook his head and smiled at Yan Zangfeng, "Water, look, Helen Ba is going to suffer a lot, brother Li is not as simple as it looks on the surface."

Helen Ba came up to Lear, like a vicious shark that would prey on someone.

Since entering here, he has been ignored by Jian Zun and Murong Hua many times, he has already accumulated a lot of anger, and now that the anger is about to be vented, he feels a little relieved.

Watching dozens of Helen Ba's attack, Lear raised his index finger.

At the fingertips, the sword light froze.

As soon as he pointed it out, Lear understated it, and calmly said, "Li didn't want to kill people, but why do you want to die?"

Dozens of avatars dissipated, and there was a bloody hole between Helianba's eyebrows, and blood gushed out. The ferocious smile on his face froze, and he asked in a hoarse voice, "How did you see through the ghostly avatar of the palace lord?"

Clone phantom is Helian Bazhan's unique skill of running amok, creating clones at a ghostly speed, making it hard to tell the truth from the fake.

He couldn't figure out why this unknown person in front of him could see through his real body immediately.

The understatement just now pointed out that he couldn't dodge, his whole body was stiff, like fish on a chopping board being slaughtered by the man in front of him.

Li Er was too lazy to satisfy Helian Ba's curiosity before he died, so he turned his head to look at Ningshuangjian.

He has already realized a magical skill from the soul-moving Dafa and the Supreme Yoga Esoteric Vehicle. His spiritual power is as huge as the surging ocean, and it is easy to see through Helian Ba's clone.

Standing beside the magma, the magma reflected Lear's white clothes red.

Jian Zun's eyelids twitched, and the expression on his face was no longer fear, but horror.

Murong Hua took two steps back, his reaction was not much better than Jian Zun.

Yan Zangfeng, Ren Qianxing, and Jianxiong opened their mouths, some couldn't believe the scene they saw before them.

The magma was still tumbling, and the Ningshuang sword was still ups and downs, but there was a short blank in everyone's thoughts.

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