"This sword is so precious, how can I have the nerve to win people's love." Mu Hanyan saw that the three layers of the bank note he had just taken out were carefully hidden, so he knew that the five thousand taels of silver note was the result of his hard work. How dare you accept all the belongings you have accumulated in the past ten years.
And she now also knows that this sword is definitely not as simple as it seems on the surface. If the secret in it is cracked and sold again, the silver taels earned may not be spent in several lifetimes.
"It's useless for me to keep this sword, I just bought it specially for the young master." Han Jinglun insisted on refusing to stretch out his hand.
"I said, old man, this sword is worth a lot to you, but it's really nothing to others. If others don't want it, you can take it back."
"Yes, as long as you treat it as a treasure, no one will appreciate a real swordsman with some cultivation." Hearing what the two said, and looking at Mu Hanyan's clothes, the onlookers thought he was not interested It's a waste of copper and iron, but I'm too embarrassed to explain it clearly, so I said it to Han Jinglun.
"Mr. Mu, I will lend you your saber." Han Jinglun didn't know that Mu Hanyan could use his spiritual sense to investigate, and thought she thought the sword was too poor-looking, but he was not in a hurry, but said calmly.
Mu Hanyan was already curious, so he handed him the Hanxiao Sword without asking any further questions.
Seeing Han Jinglun's actions, the others guessed that he wanted to use Mu Hanyan's saber to test the quality of the scrap metal, and many of them couldn't help laughing.
Although I don't know the quality of Mu Hanyan's saber, as long as a swordsman with a little family background, the saber with him is not much worse. This old man actually wants to use this method to test a piece of broken copper and iron, isn't that humiliating himself
They just kept a lot of words in their hearts and didn't say it directly. They just wanted to save him some face because he was not young, but if he insisted on humiliating himself, he deserved it.
Han Jinglun didn't look at the expressions of the people around him at all, he drew out the Hanxiao sword, concentrated his attention, and slashed at the rusty sword held in the other hand with all his strength.
There was a crisp "choke", and both swords were unharmed.
The joking smiles of the people around suddenly froze on their faces.
As soon as the Han Xiao sword was out of its sheath, they knew that Mu Hanyan's saber was far stronger than ordinary swordsmen's saber. The extremely beautiful cloud pattern and the chill that forced the body are obviously from the hands of a famous teacher.
Although Han Jinglun knew that he had no cultivation at first glance, but only by the quality of the sword itself, under a full blow, no matter what, he should split the broken copper and rotten iron into two pieces, but people never expected Yes, with a single strike, there was not even a gap the size of a hair.
Mu Hanyan was also a little surprised. Even if he knew that there was something wrong with the sword Han Jinglun chose, he didn't expect it to be so strong. You know, Mu Hanfeng's sword is from the hands of a famous expert, even if it is in the hands of ordinary people, it can cut hairs and hairs and cut iron like mud.
"My strength is too weak, Mr. Mu, you should do it." Han Jinglun handed both swords to Mu Hanyan helplessly.
Mu Hanyan became more and more curious about this sword, and immediately took the long sword.
"Master Mu, just use your strongest strength." Han Jinglun said.
"Okay." Seeing Han Jinglun's confident look, Mu Hanyan didn't have any scruples, and directly poured his energy into the Hanxiao sword, and then slashed towards the rusty sword.
"Hey!" The two swords intersected, and there was another clear sound, and Mu Hanyan let out a cry of surprise. In this sword, she has concentrated 70% of her strength, which is equivalent to a heavy blow of a seventh-level swordsman. In addition to the sharpness of the Hanxiao sword itself, even the hundred-refined steel should be cut into two pieces. Unexpectedly, it still couldn't hurt the rusty sword at all, and didn't even leave a trace.
"Young Master Mu, don't worry, just use your strongest strength." Han Jinglun said again.
Mu Hanyan nodded, and slashed out several times with heavy swords.
The sound of the sword humming, the eighth-rank swordsman, the ninth-rank swordsman, and the tenth-rank swordsman have all used the strength of the great swordsman, and the rusty sword is still unscathed. The strength of the peak warrior is fully displayed.
Fortunately, she has solid energy. If she hadn't deliberately bluffed like she did against Dai Songling, her momentum would actually be much smaller than that of swordsmen of the same level. The audience only thought that her strength was unpredictable, but they couldn't see the details, so they weren't too shocked. .
"Clang!" Under the amazed gaze of everyone, Mu Hanyan's sword finally split a crack on the cup of rusty sword. And as the sword body cracked, the restriction that prevented Mu Hanyan's spiritual exploration also broke and disappeared, and then a red light seeped out from the crack, like a crimson sunset.
How is this going? Mu Hanyan was taken aback.
"Ding" At this moment, there was a soft sound from the blade of the sword. Along the crack, countless tiny cracks spread like spider webs, and finally shattered, and countless fragments fell to the ground, making a tinkling sound. ringing.
And a long sword that was like water leaking silver, but faintly revealing the color of red light, appeared in Mu Hanyan's hand.
The slender and beautiful sword body and cloud patterns all showed extremely high craftsmanship, and they perfectly matched the sword hilt and tsuba. What shocked Mu Hanyan even more was that she actually felt a wonderful sense of agility in this sword, as if this sword also had life.
Just thinking about this, the blade of the sword trembled slightly in her hands, and there was a buzzing sound like a fairy sound in her ears, which was full of joy.
Spirituality, this sword actually has spirituality. Mu Hanyan's heart beat faster involuntarily. As long as he has spirituality, he can be called a magic weapon.
Although she is no stranger to artifacts and has two of them on her body, the Xinghuan Qianji is actually a remnant left by a peerless master. The astrolabe itself has no spirituality, so strictly speaking it is not an artifact. It is a divine weapon, but it has a fatal flaw. It was not considered a divine weapon until she refined it.
As for the long sword with spirituality in his hand, once the restriction on the outside is removed, there will be no difference.
This is the real artifact.
At this time, Mu Hanyan could of course think that no matter the cracked metal fragments or the divine sense that even her divine sense could not penetrate, they were all to cover up the true identity of the artifact.
"Scarlet Firmament Sword, it's actually Scarlet Firmament Sword!" There was a burst of exclamation from the crowd.
It was only then that Mu Hanyan noticed that there were two ancient small characters engraved on the sword: Chi Xiao.
It turned out to be Chixiao Sword, and Mu Hanyan felt that his hands were shaking a little.
The Scarlet Sky Sword has been famous in the Holy Court Continent thousands of years ago. Although it is not as old as the merchant lamented, but when it comes to fame, it is by no means inferior to those legendary ancient famous swords. After all, the legend is just a legend, and no one has seen it, but the Chixiao Sword is real.