Between heaven and earth, Baixue is misty.
A big knife floating in the air appeared in front of everyone.
This knife, about three meters long, blooms with monstrous golden light, sacred and solemn.
Mo Fei rubbed his eyes and squinted to look carefully. Only then did he realize that this broad knife was not really floating in the void.
This knife is directly embedded into the glacier.
Because ice is transparent, it looks like floating in the air.
As for the golden glow, it is the reflection and refraction of sunlight, which is a natural phenomenon.
But even so, in this extremely cold environment, Mo Fei was fortunate to see the grace of Qinglong Yanyuedao, Mo Fei was still very excited.
"Is this the Azure Dragon Yanyue Sword?" Deng Jiuling stood with his hand in his hand, admiring his face.
Like a miracle!
This Qinglong Yanyue knife has slept on the glacier for a hundred years, quietly waiting for the arrival of the destined person.
"The ancestor Mo Gucheng once said that this Qinglong Yanyue knife has spirituality, and only a person of virtue can successfully draw the knife." Elder Bai's old voice resounded across the audience in an instant.
"Only people with virtue? We are there, who has no virtue?" said a bald, brawny man.
After speaking, the big bald man laughed and said, "Since you don't take any action, it's better for me to respect my life, so I'll go and draw the sword first."
After speaking, the big bald man yelled, his joints crackled, his whole body faintly flowing red, and the striding meteor rushed towards Qinglong Yanyuedao.
"It turned out to be the Western Region Blazing Fire Technique?"
"What a strong raging fire is really angry, this person is pure and vast, and he is born to be the nemesis of the cold!"
"I know him, he is the ancestor of Agni, and he has cultivated to the seventh level in Agni, unpredictable!"
The crowd exclaimed and talked a lot.
"Brother, this person is so strong, I am afraid he is an eighth-rank grandmaster!" Mo Fei said solemnly.
"This person's heart is not righteous, and when he draws his sword, it is the time of fall." Deng Jiuling said lightly.
Hearing this, Mo Tianshuang on the side couldn't help but sneered: "It's really ridiculous. The old man has been on Tianshuang Island for decades and has never heard of such absurd claims."
"Then you didn't arouse it because you didn't covet this knife in the past," Deng Jiuling said lightly.
"Oh, is it? The old man wants to see how this fine dust-covered sword is a century-old masterpiece, how did it counteract the ancestors of the flames, huh!" Mo Tianshuang was a little disdainful when he stroked his white beard lightly.
Under the eyes of everyone, the ancestor of the fire was rushing like fire, the whole body was boiling, the snow melted wherever he went, and he soon came to the place where the Qinglong Yanyuedao was sitting.
"This knife will belong to Lao Tzu from today, haha!"
The ancestor of the fire suddenly used force, and the probe grabbed the handle of the knife.
Cang!
In an instant, the white light was flying, and everyone hadn't awakened, from the Azure Dragon Yanyue Sword, a monstrous chill burst out.
"Do not!"
Click!
Accompanied by the screaming of the ancestor of the fire, before he had time to react, his whole body was frozen and turned into an ice sculpture!
Quiet!
The audience was deadly silent!
At this moment, all the contestants are in great horror.
"The Qinglong Yanyue Sword is the world's best sword in the Four Seas Weapon Book."
"If you want to get this knife, you naturally need to take a risk."
"If the sword can be obtained casually, what else does this pass need to be tested?"
Seeming to understand everyone's doubts, Elder Bai's icy voice resounded across the sky in an instant.
Hearing this, the pupils shrank, and everyone felt their heads big.
"If you feel embarrassed, you can choose to quit now." Elder Bai's voice sounded again.
As soon as the voice fell, some foreign aid immediately left the Tianshuang Valley without looking back.
Although in order to invite these foreign aid, the Mo family paid a lot of price.
But compared to his own life, the conditions offered by the children of the Mo family were nothing.
After all, even if the price is great, if you have no life to enjoy, then everything is wild.
However, in just five minutes, more than half of the 100 contestants were present one after another.
But even so, Mo Fei was not only unhappy, but frowned.
Because Mo Fei understands that the next competition will be extremely fierce.
The final champion and top ten are destined to be there!
"I'm coming!" A Mo family descendant, with his foreign aid, walked all the way forward.
"Master Xinghuo, please." The black-robed young man said respectfully.
"Master, you are polite, you are the great pilgrim of my Xinghuo Temple, even if the poor monk lost his life here today, he has no regrets or regrets!" Master Xinghuo said quickly.
"Xinghuo Temple? Could it be Beiming's Xinghuo Temple?" A cry of exclamation suddenly came from the crowd.
"Yes, Master Xinghuo is the host of Beiming Xinghuo Temple." The black man said proudly.
Hearing this, everyone was moved.
"Big Brother, Xinghuo Temple is a very famous temple in Beiming. Although it is not a big sect, Master Xinghuo is highly respected. He is an eighth-grade master and has extremely strong mental power." Mo Fei said nervously.
Nima, can you not be nervous
Master Xinghuo is compassionate, he is an eminent monk of Taoism. Such a person is not afraid of death, and his chance of getting a treasured sword is naturally very great.
However, Deng Jiuling shook his head and said confidently: "Don't worry, no one can take this knife except me."
puff!
Hearing this, Mo Tianshuang standing in a field suddenly laughed angrily: "Even if it is my Tianshuang family, who has guarded the sword for a hundred years, I dare not say such arrogant words. You kid is simply not ashamed."
"Is it true? I'll see it later." Deng Jiuling said confidently.
Under everyone's eyes, they saw Master Xinghuo with a solemn face and a spell in his mouth, step by step, slowly walking towards the treasured sword.
"My Buddha is merciful. Today, the old man is entrusted by others, and he asks the sword to return to his place, Amitabha."
Master Xinghuo folded his hands together and bowed to the Qinglong Yanyue Sword, as if he was worshipping a senior in the rivers and lakes.
Then, Master Xinghuo was full of anger, and there were faint fiery sparks flying around him.
Although compared with the ancestors of the fire, Master Xinghuo's fire light is very weak, seemingly inconspicuous.
But as soon as the flames came out, even if they were far apart, everyone still felt the scorching heat.
"A single spark can start a prairie fire, this... This is the Tianhuo prairie fire that has been lost to Beiming for a hundred years!" A cry of exclamation suddenly came from the crowd.
"The sky fire starts a prairie fire. It is a kind of Buddhism inner strength. The older you are, the stronger your true energy will be, and the greater the sky fire will be!"
"I heard that a hundred years ago, a high-ranking monk was able to kill a warrior of the same rank with a single attack on the fire of the sky. It's really awesome!"
There was a commotion, and there was a lot of discussion.
"Uncle Tian, are you okay?" Even Mohu frowned and said coldly.
"Master Tiger, don't worry, except for the old man, no one else has a big chance of winning here." Mo Tianshuang said confidently.
Having said that, Mo Tianshuang was still a little nervous and looked forward intently.
Under everyone's eyes, Master Xinghuo's hand finally landed on the handle of the Qinglong Yanyue Sword.
After a few seconds, seeing the Azure Dragon Yanyue Sword, he didn't seem to reject him, Master Xinghuo was overjoyed and tried to draw the sword.
However, at this moment, a dazzling one hundred meters resounded across the world in an instant.
"No, the master, run away!" The young man in black robe was suddenly shocked.
After hearing the words, Master Xinghuo quickly let go and ran away.
However, it's too late!
Wow!
The blade of Qinglong Yanyue Sword suddenly burst into violent wind, and instantly drowned Master Xinghuo.
Click!
After the strong wind, a lifelike ice sculpture appeared in front of everyone.
The world is still at this moment, and the whole audience can breathe.
"too frightening.'
"Master Xinghuo is so powerful, is it all frozen?"
"Frost Valley on this day is simply not a place for people to stay."
The heroes shook, and all breathed in air-conditioning.
"Why are there so many lifelike ice sculptures in this valley?" Mo Wu's curious voice suddenly resounded through the audience.
Hearing this, the group of heroes squinted and found that the cliffs were densely packed with various ice sculptures.
"Don't look at it. The ice sculptures on the mountain wall are all garbage that has sneaked into the Tianshuang Valley over the past 100 years, trying to steal the treasure knife." The icy voice of Elder Bai rang through the audience in an instant.
As soon as the voice fell, Mo Tianshuang continued: "These people have bad intentions, but they never want to fail with the sword. There will be a great probability that they will be frozen into sculptures, and they deserve it!"
Boom!
Hearing this, the audience shook.
"I quit."
"Farewell!"
"What's the matter, drawing a knife is life-threatening, it's better to go home and hug his wife!"
Immediately, seven or eight old monsters of the rivers and lakes left the valley screaming and turned and left.
But in the blink of an eye, there were only more than twenty people present.
"You don't need to worry too much. Although it is frozen, there is still a ray of life if you move out in a while." Elder Bai said again.
Hearing this, the heroes were nervous, and this was slightly relaxed.
As long as you don't die, it's easy to say.
With the cultivation bases of Old Fire Ancestor and Master Xinghuo, they were temporarily frozen in ice. I think the problem is not too big.
It's just that Elder Bai didn't say this just now, and he said it now, which obviously has a lot of meaning.
As if he understood what the group was thinking, Elder Bai said again: "What the old man didn't say just now was because he wanted to test the disposition of foreign aid."
"I'm sorry, although those foreign aids who left seem to be powerful, but their temperament is not stable enough, they are not qualified to be the foreign aid of the inheritors of my Mo family."
As soon as Elder Bai said these words, the heroes were embarrassed, secretly saying that the selection of heirs by the Mohist school was really strict and harsh to the extreme.
Next, the heroes stepped forward to draw their swords.
In view of the lessons of the Agni ancestors and Master Xinghuo, all the heroes have learned well.
Everyone was cautious, although they failed to draw their swords, they avoided the fate of being frozen in ice.
Seeing the group of heroes failing one after another, Mo Tianshuang's smile gradually deepened.
"Mo Tianshuang, why are you smiling? If you have the ability, go and draw your sword." Mo Wu was a little upset, and said coldly.
"Miss Mo Wu, you are the eldest daughter, how can the old man draw his sword in front of you?" Mo Tianshuang said quickly.
Having said that, anyone can hear the jealousy in Mo Tianshuang's tone.
"Hmph, Dao slave, you go!" Mo Wu said in a loud voice.
"Yes." The iron tower giant, who had been silent like Yueli, finally opened his eyes.