The demon witch is her white moonlight

Only with the blood of living people can the real sword soul be refined.

Le Xiaoyi gasped, the man's eyes made her hair stand on end.

She probably guessed why those people died.

Sure enough, the man's next sentence verified the answer in Le Xiaoyi's heart: "So, the person who discovered the secret, in order to get out from here, did not hesitate to kill all the swordsmiths who were trapped here, and took blood to refine their souls. "

"It turns out that his speculation was right, and he really only came close."

Le Xiaoyi frowned again, clutching the Sixuan Sword in his hand, and asked vigilantly, "Almost succeeded?"

"Yes." The man glanced at Le Xiaoyi and turned his face away. Le Xiaoyi couldn't see his expression, but he could only hear him say, "He forged a sword, and it was only a short step away from reaching the sixth rank. pity……"

The bad feeling in Le Xiaoyi's heart became more and more intense, and she was almost out of breath.

The man's sigh echoed back and forth in the hall, he stood up, walked towards Le Xiaoyi step by step, and said to her with remorse: "Unfortunately, he was killed when he was about to succeed."

"How come? Didn't he kill everyone?" Le Xiaoyi was a little scared, but still asked this question subconsciously.

"Yuchi Hongyi." The man said the name.

Le Xiaoyi's heart was shocked, and he asked without any thought: "20 years ago?"

Yuchi Hongyi became the suzerain of the Sword God Sect 26 years ago, so the sword casting ceremony 20 years ago was also presided over by Yuchi Hongyi, that is to say, 20 years ago, Yuchi Hongyi came to Jianshan in person.

"Not bad." The man laughed, looking at Le Xiaoyi admiringly.

Le Xiaoyi knew that it was Yuchi Hongyi who killed someone, but she was still very puzzled: "Why?"

If it was Yuchi Hongyi, he should very much hope to get a sixth-grade sword. Why would he kill people?

Le Xiaoyi would not naively think that Yuchi Hongyi was avenging those dead swordsmiths, even if the evil sword was forged with human blood, Yuchi Hongyi would only be happy and would not feel sorry for the dead.

"It seems that you know Yuchi Hongyi's personality very well." The man looked at Le Xiaoyi with profound meaning.

Le Xiaoyi didn't explain, just repeated his own question: "Why did he kill people?"

The man looked at her, and his face slowly became gloomy: "In order to take away the sovereignty."

"Swords above the sixth rank, such as the Junlan Sword, have a complete sword soul and cannot be controlled by human power, but the semi-finished products of the sixth rank are different. Once he becomes the sword maker, he can become the sword master."

It turned out to be the case.

Le Xiaoyi's premonition became stronger and stronger.

If Yuchi Hongyi got the second sixth-grade sword 20 years ago, why hasn't there been any news in the past 20 years?

Moreover, this place is extremely weird.

All the swordsmiths in the furnace died 20 years ago, so the man who appeared in front of Le Xiaoyi must not be alive.

In this sword-making ceremony, the only swords that can be produced are...

The evil sword was born from drinking blood, and it must not be so easy to open the front.

Le Xiaoyi vaguely grasped something, her face changed again and again, and finally she looked at the person in front of her, and asked in a deep voice: "He wants to start the sword and become the sword master at the sword casting ceremony?"

The time for the last sword casting ceremony was not yet ripe, but 20 years have passed. Yuchi Hongyi has gained a firm foothold in the Sword God Sect. Recently, Yuchi's actions have become more and more frequent. Le Xiaoyi naturally had such a guess.

"Maybe he thinks so." The strange smile appeared on the man's face again.

Le Xiaoyi's heart trembled, he took a step back subconsciously, and put his heels on the stone door behind him.

Why does this man know so much, what is his identity?

A thought flashed through Le Xiaoyi's mind like lightning.

The man grinned, his eyes showed a wicked smile, and he murmured to Le Xiaoyi: "He won't succeed."

Le Xiaoyi's heart sank and he didn't say anything, but he didn't hide the puzzled look on his face.

Trapped here, unable to get out, how to stop Yuchi Hongyi's plan?

As soon as this thought appeared in Le Xiaoyi's mind, the man's cold laughter came out: "You have already guessed my identity."

Almost at the same time as the man's words fell, Le Xiaoyi kicked Shimen suddenly, his body flew into the air, passed over the man's head, turned over and drew his sword, and without hesitation, he swung his sword and slashed at the back of the man's neck.

With a swish, the blade pierced through the air, and the Sixuan sword passed through the man's body, and the blow missed.

Le Xiaoyi landed on the ground, stepped back several steps in succession, and distanced herself from the man.

The man turned around, still with a smile on his face, but it was a sinister smile with distorted facial features, and his mouth opened wider and wider.

Le Xiaoyi didn't see him move at all, but the next moment that face appeared in front of her eyes.

Le Xiaoyi's scalp exploded and he wanted to retreat, but his body froze in place and could not move.

"Junior, it is God's will for you to come here." The man grinned, "Everyone who died in my hands, I have given enough time to let them understand the reason why they were killed by me, just like those people under the furnace .”

Le Xiaoyi's complexion changed suddenly, and he gritted his teeth. That's why this man said so much to her, telling her the cause and effect. Did he think that this would make the murdered person die without regret? !

"Actually, I don't want to kill you either." The man suddenly put away the smile on his face, "It's very rare for a junior like you to be so smart. If you are willing to practice sword casting, maybe you can become everyone in the future."

The man sighed sincerely: "It's a pity."

As soon as he finished sighing, he changed the topic: "But it's okay, when I take your body away, I will become you, and I will make your name famous all over the world, so you don't have to feel sorry."

What a lunatic!

The anger in Le Xiaoyi's heart gushed out from her eyes, but her body was imprisoned and she couldn't resist at all.

After the man finished speaking, he leaned towards Le Xiaoyi, almost touching her forehead, and said to her, "It's almost time."

If you don't go, you really can't go.

·

The Jianshan trial is about to end, and the last few disciples who stayed in Jianshan also returned to the Sword Asking Platform.

The entire sword-asking arena was noisy, and no one noticed that there was one person missing in the place where the disciples from the outer sect of the Sword God Sect gathered.

But this does not include Ji Yuxuan who is hiding in the dark.

From the very beginning, she was inexplicably flustered.

Obviously everything has been arranged properly, but for some reason, she always has a feeling that disaster is coming.

However, she was still unable to determine why this feeling came from, until...

An unattractive person walked past her, and a voice that only she could hear reached her ears: "Le Xiaoyi is missing."

Like a muffled thunder in her mind, for a moment, her mind went blank.

Why is this happening?How could Le Xiaoyi disappear?Did something happen to her in Sword Mountain?

A series of questions made her ears ring.

Someone came to talk to her again, and she got the signal right, but she was in a rare daze, unable to hear what the person said.

"Junior Sister." The man said in a low voice.

Ji Yuxuan came back to her senses, her palms were covered with sweat at some point.

"What did you say just now? I didn't hear clearly." She lowered her voice and scanned the crowd.

The man gave her a strange look, but he didn't say much. He just repeated what he said just now: "Jianshan will be closed soon, and the operation is going well."

all the best?

Ji Yuxuan's expression became colder.

If all goes well, why did Le Xiaoyi disappear?

She closed her eyes and adjusted her breathing, trying not to let this task bring personal emotions.

"I see," she said. "Keep an eye on the target."

The man stepped back.

Ji Yuxuan closed her eyes, feeling more and more flustered.

Suddenly, she trembled.

The bone-eroding pain spread from her soul to her body, she grabbed the scabbard tightly, and her knuckles turned grayish blue due to the force.

How come at this time...

The old illness broke out, and she had to maintain a clear consciousness without being noticed by the people around her.

Ji Yuxuan crossed her legs and closed her eyes, her face getting paler and paler.

She seemed to be meditating seriously, the cold sweat on her forehead was covered by the hanging black hair.

·

"The trial of Jianshan is over!" The elder in charge announced loudly.

The huge golden vortex in the sky stopped rotating, then slowly shrunk, and finally gathered on the sword-questioning platform, leaving only a small magic circle about ten feet wide hanging in the air, which had other uses.

Among the crowd, several practitioners who closed their eyes opened their eyes and concentrated their gaze on the sword-questioning platform.

The first part of the Sword Forging Ceremony is over.

Next is the second part, the opening ceremony.

The Sword Forging Ceremony only happens once every 20 years, and every time a great treasure comes to the world.

The last sword casting ceremony was also presided over by Yuchi Hongyi. He took out six fourth-grade swords and two second-grade fifth-grade swords from the sword mountain, which caused a sensation.

In order to consolidate the relationship with the outside forces, Yuchi Hongyi auctioned three of the fourth-rank swords and one inferior fifth-rank sword in public, which attracted a lot of praise.

As for what kind of disputes those swords caused afterwards, and whose hands they fell into in the end, it has nothing to do with Sword God Sect.

Therefore, this year's Sword Forging Ceremony had nearly double the number of guests compared to previous ones, and even people from Penglai Fairyland attended.

They all wanted to see what kind of treasures the Sword God Sect could bring out, and whether this time, like last time, they would share some of them so that the forces present at the ceremony would also benefit from it.

"Jianshan Trial is over, everyone has been waiting for a long time." Yuchi Hongyi showed a generous smile on his face, "Since the founding of the Sword God Sect, tens of thousands of years ago, most of the treasures produced by Jianshan are inferior to the fifth grade. But this year, it’s very different from the past.”

As soon as this remark came out, the audience paused for a moment, and the noise immediately became louder.

"Could it be possible that a fifth-grade treasure will be born this year?!"

Someone in the crowd yelled such a voice, and there was a clatter of echoes.

Yuchi Hongyi didn't say yes or no, the smile on his face was somewhat unpredictable.

With a wave of his hand, the talisman array on the sword-questioning platform rotated again.

A burst of golden light flickered, and a knife and a sword were drawn from the talisman array, floating in the air.

Everyone on the Sword Asking Stage could feel the aura of these two swords.

It is really a five-tier treasure!Still a knife and a sword!

Immediately, there was a lot of noise and discussions under the seats.

In the past, Shenjianzong had a fifth-grade Junlan sword, which had already stabilized the position of Shenjianzong in Dayu.

Now with the addition of a knife and a sword, the confidence of the Sword God Sect was pulled up again, and the Ghost Dao Sect and Bodhi Zen Sect, which were also the Three God Sects, were thrown out a lot.

Many people are guessing in their hearts, will the Sword God Sect put the fifth-grade sword up for auction?

Everyone's eyes turned to the three men in white in the front seat.

After today, the rise of the Sword God Sect may be unstoppable.