Mozun Tianxia

"Luobingjian is a sword in the name of killing. It's just that because of his master, the killing spirit on his body is much lighter, but it still can't change his nature."

The people next to him were talking, but Fang Ling felt that the blue light on the sword was charming, and he didn't feel much murderous aura.

Because it was the Zhuo family who won, so the Falling Ice Sword belongs to the Zhuo family. The woman from the Zhuo family mentioned earlier also stared at the sword tightly, and the hands tightly clenched in the sleeves leaked. It made her nervous at the moment.

"I didn't expect this sword to appear here, and it was also obtained by the Zhuo family." The people around were still discussing.

"Yeah, but I've always heard about the reputation of this sword before, but now I really see it and it doesn't seem to be so domineering."

"Probably because his original master is no longer around, so the power is relatively weakened. When everyone saw this sword, they knew it was that person."

"Whether the sword is strong or not depends on the person who uses it. If an ordinary person gets this sword, it is probably just an ordinary weapon."

"Indeed, a man depends on his clothing, a Buddha depends on his gold clothing, and the weapon also depends on the owner."

There are quite a few people in the whole venue who are also going to participate in the Qinglin Sect this time. Seeing the Zhuo family get the Falling Ice Sword, they all feel jealous of that woman. The senior masters in the game have not won now, and it is estimated that there will be another bloody storm when they return to the family.

The woman from the Zhuo family looked at the sword in front of her, reached out and picked it up, and the blue light around the sword became even more intense in an instant, enveloping her whole body in it, and it shone brightly.

The people around saw this scene as incomparably beautiful and mysterious, but suddenly the woman's face turned pale, and she let go of her hand, as if she had been severely injured, she was thrown a few meters away, and then the falling ice sword floated in the air by itself, In the eyes of everyone, he turned his head and was in front of Fang Ling in an instant.

Like everyone else, Fang Ling didn't react to the sudden change just now, and then the sword arrived in front of him in the blink of an eye, only a foot away from his brow.

Although Bai Yunqing was sitting next to him, Fang Ling couldn't help but tremble, once again feeling that if the sword moved a little further, his life would be ruined.But he didn't remember what he had done, and it was the first time he had seen this sword, so logically there should be no enmity.Looking slightly at Bai Yunqing next to him, Fang Ling didn't dare to move, but Bai Yunqing sat there, very calm, not at all frightened by the sudden change.

One person and one sword were in a stalemate like this, all eyes on the field fell on Fang Ling, many people sweated for him, and the two chatty brothers who were sitting next to Fang Ling just now dared not say anything, afraid I also accidentally provoked this fierce sword, and then lost my life.

"What's going on here?" Yan Lei couldn't sit still when he saw this, he hurried down, walked to Zhuo Ting's side, and asked her about her situation.

Zhuo Ting didn't react to what happened just now, but just now she clearly felt the rejection of Luo Bingjian, her right hand is still trembling unconsciously, and it probably won't recover in a few days.

"I don't know, Luo Bingjian suddenly became like that." Looking at the elder who came over, Zhuo Ting also looked puzzled, especially when she saw Luo Bingjian stop in front of Fang Ling, she had never seen it before. Fang Ling, and it can be seen that Fang Ling's qualifications are average, and he is not a powerful person.

Yan Lei kept looking at the Falling Ice Sword above, and they didn't dare to act rashly with this ancient weapon. After all, after so many years, the power of the Falling Ice Sword had been greatly reduced, but it was a spirit sword after all, and it was still with that person back then. Those who have been stained with countless blood, if the sword suddenly awakens and becomes fierce now, it is estimated that the people at the scene will find it difficult to resist.

"The murder weapon is indeed a murder weapon. It shouldn't have been taken out as a reward in the first place, but now this situation has happened." Some people began to discuss secretly.

"However, so many years have passed, and the rumors about the Falling Ice Sword are no longer as fierce as they used to be, so I didn't expect that the sword would change suddenly today."

Hearing these people's words, Yan Lei felt a little regretful. It was purely accidental that he agreed to take out the sword. None of them thought that such a thing would happen.

Fang Ling felt that Bai Yunqing didn't care about him too much. Just when he was thinking about how to face it, an amazing scene happened. The Luobingjian, which was emitting blue light, suddenly slowly withdrew the light from his whole body, turning into a After losing the ordinary appearance at first, it slowly fell into Fang Ling's hands, completely different from the aura just now.

Seeing this accident, everyone was shocked again, not knowing what happened.

Fang Ling's mouth was slightly opened, and he looked at the sword that fell on him in a daze, not knowing what happened and how to deal with it.

Tentatively picking up the sword in his hand, Fang Ling found that the sword in front of him was really beautiful. The flame pattern all over his body and the pendant pendant on it were all made of ancient spirit stones. Looking up close, there was a hint of elegance. Such a sword is really hard to imagine how frightening it used to be.

"What's going on here?" Zhuo Ting and the others couldn't help asking when they saw the scene below.

Yan Lei stood there and looked closely at Fang Ling, a thought flashed through his mind: "Could this be the rumored recognition of the Lord?"

"What recognizes the Lord?" Zhuo Ting was taken aback, her face was also very ugly.

"It is rumored that the ancient weapons are all spiritual, and many weapons will find their own masters. When they find the master they recognize, something like this will happen. The Falling Ice Sword is an ancient spirit sword, which is very powerful. , but he is willing to restrain all his radiance in front of such an ordinary person, only this statement can be justified, this young man is its destined master."

As soon as Yan Lei said this, the people around immediately exploded. They all came here for the Falling Ice Sword. Now that the competition is over, the winner will not get the Falling Ice Sword. Instead, an ordinary person will come out , Said that this is the destined master of Luobingjian, and everyone couldn't accept it at once, especially Zhuo Ting, who looked at Fang Ling almost with angry eyes.

Fang Ling looked helplessly at Bai Yunqing next to him, and asked for help with his eyes. Although he also liked the sword in his hand, and holding the sword now, he could still feel a warm current flowing through him, and his hand was still stroking the sword unconsciously. The pattern on the top seems to have been done like this a long time ago, but now he didn't participate in the competition, so he didn't meet the conditions to get this sword. Besides, there are so many powerful people below, he doesn't want to offend all of them just like this.

Bai Yunqing finally heard Fang Ling's inner call this time, turned around slowly, picked up the Falling Ice Sword in his hand, glanced at it a few times, and then put it back in Fang Ling's hand.

"This fellow Taoist, haven't you asked for your honor and name?" Yan Lei looked at Bai Yunqing and Fang Ling. As the president of the alliance, he thought that these two people were not among the experts in this area, let alone belonged to any family. , but for Bai Yunqing, he really couldn't see the other party's cultivation base, it could only explain one problem, this person's cultivation base was higher than his own.

"Bai Yunqing."

Bai Yunqing?Everyone was puzzled for a while, this was the first time they had heard of this name, and it was also the first time they had seen Bai Yunqing, as if they appeared out of nowhere.

"Then what about the little brother next to me?" Yan Lei asked Fang Ling.

"Fang Ling." Before Fang Ling could answer, Bai Yunqing beside him had already answered for him.

Fang Ling?Everyone seemed familiar with this name, but they couldn't remember it for a while, but everyone looked at Fang Ling himself, no matter how they looked at him, they thought he was an ordinary person, but the falling ice sword in his hand was real. The murderous spirit sword instantly turned into a little daughter-in-law in Fang Ling's hands. No matter how you looked at it, it felt a little weird.

"Fang Ling, could it be the Fang family?" Someone finally whispered, as if thinking of something.

"What Fang family?"

"That's the Fang family. Back then, Fang Ling was the one with ethereal roots, but then something happened and he became an ordinary person."

Speaking of this, many people remembered that it was really a sensation when an owner of the ethereal root appeared in their neighborhood, and then the Fang family also rose, and they were always concerned by people outside. After that incident, Everyone gradually forgot about this once famous family and that young man who was favored by the heavens. They didn't expect to see them today, and it was still like this.

Yan Lei also thought of a person like Fang Ling. He had paid attention to that person at the beginning. After all, he had a rare spiritual root, but what happened after that even the Fang family couldn't explain it clearly, and outsiders couldn't figure it out. .

"Brother Bai, since you also came here, you should also know the rules of this competition. According to the rules, the Zhuo family won the competition, so this sword belongs to the Zhuo family." Yan Lei thought for a while and said.Although Bai Yunqing's background cannot be seen clearly, these words have to be said. After all, so many people watched, and everyone knew it in advance.

Bai Yunqing nodded: "I know."

"In that case?" Yan Lei looked at the sword in Fang Ling's hand, and the meaning was self-evident.

Fang Ling also knew that the sword was a hot potato in his hands now, so he had no intention of keeping it.

"Return it to its original owner." Fang Ling answered immediately.

Hearing his words, the faces of the people on the field relaxed, and the faces of the Zhuo family members also relaxed.

"Since that's the case, I'll trouble you, little brother, to bring down the sword."

Fang Ling got up and held the sword in front of Yan Lei and the others.

"Sorry to trouble you." Fang Ling came to Yan Lei and the others, and handed over the sword.

"It was a misunderstanding." Yan Lei was also relieved to see that Bai Yunqing, Fang Ling and the others did not deliberately make things difficult, and cooperated so well.

But when Zhuo Ting wanted to reach out to take the falling ice sword, the originally quiet sword suddenly emitted a dazzling blue light, and everyone except Fang Ling was stimulated to back away by the light.