After the world collapsed

Chapter 116 Broken Sword
The two turned their attention to the three notaries at the same time.

The white-haired old man smiled slightly and said, "Then please take action, both of you."

The two he mentioned did not refer to Mr. Huang Long and Gongyeting, but to the two notaries on his left and right.

Hearing these words, Huo Jin, a middle-aged man from Xianmeng Artifact Refining Workshop, slowly got up and walked towards Gongye Court.He took the newly forged sword in his hand.

Gongyeting glanced at Mr. Huang Long, who was handing over the newly cast bronze sword to the young monk of Xiaoyao Sect. The disdain in his eyes was clear, and he said sarcastically, "Mr. Huang Long, I don't want to know why I have this sword. name?"

Clay figurines also have a temper. Mr. Huang Long endured again and again, and now that the sword has been forged, he replied without giving in: "The sword that is about to break does not need to be named."

"Hmph!" Gong Yeting didn't fight back, anyway, the winner will be decided soon, he is very confident in making his own sword, it's just a dream for Huanglong to use the forging method to defeat him.

Although Zhang Sheng in the crowd didn't know what means they would use to differentiate the two swords, he clenched his fists unconsciously.

The crowd of onlookers unconsciously took two steps forward as a whole, and the atmosphere became more and more tense.

"Both of you, please don't add energy." The white-haired old man emphasized again.

As soon as his words fell, the two people on the left and the right rushed towards each other with their swords facing each other. At this moment, Zhang Sheng understood what they were going to do.

In the blink of an eye, the figures of the two approached rapidly, the sword tips collided, and a strong light suddenly appeared at the place where they met.

The two stood there dumbfounded, and the two truncated swords flew into the air. Accompanied by the sound of the swords, the eardrums of everyone present were so shaken that they hurt.

"Dang lang, dong lang." The two broken swords fell to the ground respectively, not only Huo Jin and the youth of Xiaoyaozong who faced the sword were dumbfounded, Gongyeting was also dumbfounded, and everyone present was dumbfounded.

This is the first time they have seen this situation.

Heicheng murmured in a low voice: "It's actually a draw..."

His voice was already a little trembling, not because of anything else, but excitement, even shock.

The forging skills of this Gongye court are obvious to all present, including him. It is indeed very powerful, and forging is indeed better than casting.

However, Mr. Huang Long forcibly used the method of casting and the forging method of Gongyeting to be [-]-[-]. This is not easy.

It's not just him. Before this competition, although the swordsmiths on the sword mountain fantasized and expected Mr. Huang Long to win, when they saw Gongyeting's forging on the spot, although they didn't want to, they subconsciously felt that he would win. He is no longer optimistic about this swordsmith master.

At this time, Mr. Huang Long was the only one who didn't change his face. This was already one of his most perfect works. Even if he lost, he had nothing to say. What can a young man prove if he wins?

Breaking the two swords might be the best result, right?
For a while, the scene was completely silent, and the white-haired old man Jiang Lishan stepped forward and said, "You two are indeed masters in making swords. This first match is considered a draw. Do you have any objections?"

Mr. Huang Long shook his head slightly to indicate that he could let it go, but Gong Yeting stepped forward unwillingly and picked up the cut-off sword that belonged to him.

"Impossible, how could I not even be able to beat a swordsmith, wait, you said the first draw?"

Jiang Lishan narrowed his eyes and smiled at him.

Gongyeting said understandingly: "Okay, I accept this match, but since there is no winner, let's continue."

Mr. Huang Long and the boy with the curly hair changed their faces when they heard this, do they want to continue?Just when he was about to refuse, Jiang Lishan spoke first: "The second round will start after half a stick of incense."

After saying this, he turned around and sat in his chair without giving others a chance to refute.

The boy with curly hair scolded and asked: "You old ghost, why did you talk about the second scene?"

Jiang Lishan knew that this boy was a good man, so he wasn't angry, he still smiled and replied: "It hasn't been decided yet, do you want me to go to Xianmeng for nothing? It's not easy for the old man to go back."

The white-haired old man took out the fairy alliance to speak at this moment, but the boy with the curly hair was fearless, so Mr. Huang Long quickly pulled him back, signaling him not to continue talking.

Obviously, the old man was heading towards Gongye Court.

It would be fine to compare one more, but there is not enough time, his mold is useless, and the process of casting the sword immediately consumes energy, no matter how he is, he is past middle age, and I am afraid that he will not be able to concentrate on operating it as before in a short time.

Who is that person on the opposite side, a young immortal cultivator, who is blessed with a whole body of cultivation, let's compare?No matter how he compares to ten, his condition will only get better and better.

Mr. Huang Long's face sank like water, he turned around and walked back to the sword furnace, the boy with curly hair also flicked his wide sleeves and followed him back to the sword furnace.

This made the two opposing sides of the sub-chambers suddenly become unbalanced, and the aura of the Gongye court was obviously higher.

The onlookers wanted to boo but they didn't dare. After all, they are all real cultivators, and big fists are the last word. If they are provoked by a sword and they are all cut, the young monk of the Xiaoyao Sect probably Can't stop it either.

Besides, if this young monk from the Xiaoyao Sect hadn't been there, the white-haired old man might have found an excuse to convict Mr. Huang Long.

For example, the broken sword on Mr. Huang Long's side landed first, etc...

At this time, the young monk of the Xiaoyao Sect also had a slightly gloomy expression, but he was not the person involved, Mr. Huang Long did not expressly refuse, and he could not change anything.

Somewhat depressed, he didn't go back to sit with Jiang Lishan and the two, but sat in front of Mr. Huang Long's cauldron with a broken sword and examined it carefully.

Just as he was checking the broken sword, a voice interrupted him.

"This Taoist friend of the Xiaoyao Sect, does he know Xiao Yicai?"

The young monks of the Xiaoyao Sect immediately stood up when they heard this, and looked at the person coming.

It was Zhang Sheng who came. After the first competition, Mr. Huang Long temporarily returned to the sword furnace. Seeing this, Hei Cheng was a little worried and followed.

Zhang Sheng looked around but didn't see Xiao Yicai's figure, and tried to ask where the other party was with the sound transmission command, but there was no response.

Feeling a little strange, he decided to come over and ask this Xiaoyaozong monk who was in the same sect as Xiao Yicai.

"But Zhang Sheng Zhang Daoyou?"

But what Zhang Sheng didn't expect was that this guy was the first to ask his name.

"Exactly."

"Huang Shaofei, under the order of his master, came to quell the Nine Swords Sect. On the way here this morning, I met Senior Brother Xiao. He hurriedly asked me to send a message to Zhang Daoyou, saying that he had to go back to the sect in a hurry, and wait for the sword to come. After the mountain incident is over, I will take Zhang Daoyou to Xiaoyaozong."

Urgent matter?It's too late to use the sound transmission order, so maybe there is a clue from Yu Wenji?Ms. Cong returned to Xiaoyaozong a few days earlier, so she is so efficient?
Zhang Sheng was a little puzzled, but since Huang Shaofei said so, Zhang Sheng could only wait for the good news over there.

"By the way, you said to calm down the Nine Swords?"

Huang Shaofei took a look at Gongyeting, who was also studying Broken Sword, and said with some displeasure: "The Nine Swords School has produced a few good swords in recent years by virtue of the new forging method, but it's too much. Crazy."

Zhang Sheng glanced at the sword on his waist, and he could guess without looking at it that it was at least a spiritual weapon of a mysterious rank or higher.

Xiaoyaozong took the sword as its root, and he only knew not long ago that the Nine Swordsmen are far away from them. Originally, the well water does not offend the river, but now that the Nine Swordsmen want to win the championship by virtue of the forging method, Xiaoyaozong will definitely not sit idly by in spite of.

Although there is not much dispute in the world of cultivating immortals now, it does not mean that it was the same before Xianyun.Moreover, the only thing these sects in the world of cultivating immortals care about is face.

Face depends on the support of strength, and when the strength is about the same, who will take the initiative to let that step be taken by others.

In the past, there were many masters in the sect, and they had to consider the cause and effect of what they did. Now the young people are active in the world of cultivating immortals, and there are many people who do things without considering the consequences.

Originally, Zhang Sheng felt that the peace in the world of cultivating immortals might not last for too long, but he didn't expect it to come so soon.

Gongyeting came to challenge Jianshan's sword casting method this time. On the surface, it was a competition in casting, but in fact it was a secret rivalry between Nine Swords and Xiaoyaozong.

Zhang Sheng, who knew the inside story, was even more puzzled. Since it was a competition between An and Zhong, why did he only send one person to help Jianshan?Also, why did the Immortal League, which is famous in the Three Realms, participate in this matter and deliberately favor the Nine Swords Sect?

Although the guy from the Xiaoyao sect seemed to have a high level of cultivation and good strength, he could feel the fierce sword intent from his body even before the sword was unsheathed.Presumably this Huang Shaofei is a rare opponent among his peers.

But is Xiaoyaozong so confident?The other party invited the two members of Xianmeng.

Moreover, it seemed that the Nine Swordsmen were not the only ones coming from Gongyeting and his two guards. Many strange faces came to Jianshan today, and Zhang Sheng could feel that these people were not kind without using the Zhanwang Qi Technique.

Or is it true that the Nine Swordsmen are here for the Seven Star Longyuan Sword?Already ready to grab it even if you lose in the test?

These are just all kinds of conjectures that surfaced in Zhang Sheng's mind at the moment.

Huang Shaofei saw that Zhang Sheng stopped talking after hearing the name of Nine Swords School, thinking that he was afraid, but since he is brother Xiao's friend, even if he felt a little strange, he couldn't neglect him.

If it was told by others, Huang Shaofei might not even bother to talk about Zhang Sheng at this time, but it happened to be explained by senior brother Xiao. Who is senior brother Xiao, but he is still the head of the sword-based Xiaoyao sect who doesn't practice swords His old man appointed him as the next head.

Even though Senior Brother Xiao doesn't practice swordsmanship, if anyone in his generation dares to dissatisfy him as the next master, he, Huang Shaofei, will be the first to "reason" with him.

"Boy Zhang..." Hei Cheng's voice suddenly came from the sword furnace.

After a few days of friendship, Hei Cheng's address for him has also changed from Xiaoyou to Zhang Xiaozi.

"What's your order, senior?" Zhang Sheng turned his head and saw Hei Cheng running out from behind the screen a little anxiously.

Huang Shaofei at the side glanced at him with his spiritual sense and knew that the black-robed old man was just a mortal, so he looked at Zhang Sheng curiously, not understanding why he should be so respectful to a mortal with his cultivation.

"Help me get the mold from the sword furnace."

mold?Is it the mold made from his broken horizontal knife?Zhang Sheng probably guessed what Hei Cheng meant, and nodded immediately.

"By the way, there's that thing..."

(End of this chapter)