Chapter 77: The Best Sword and the Ancient Gold Saber
The little sword master woke up, and his sword spirit immediately told him what had happened before.

"Your elder brother was really kind to you. He gave you a holy fruit from the ancient forbidden land."

"Really?"

The little sword master's eyes suddenly lit up.

"You must practice well, otherwise you will really embarrass your elder brother."

Sword Spirit said.

The powerful aura around them also all subsided, like the setting sun and the rising moon.

Xiang Beiri also woke up from his enlightenment. He glanced at the holy fruit in the little sword saint's hand. The little sword saint subconsciously stood further away, worried that the other party would become greedy.

"Well, if you have the chance in the future, you can recommend me to the Northern Emperor to see if I am qualified to follow him."

Said to Beiri seriously.

The Northern Emperor's demeanor had already impressed him, and this was a holy fruit, given to him just like that, which made him extremely envious.

The young swordsman was stunned for a moment. It turned out that they wanted to compete with him for favor. So many people wanted to be his big brother's follower, and now the high and mighty Son of Saint from the East Wilderness actually came to snatch it.

"Goodbye, I hope you can introduce me to one or two."

To the north, the Japanese language turned into a golden sun and disappeared.

The young swordsman also returned to the sword pavilion in the southern region on the sword light.

The Southern Region, although there is no immortal force, is still very prosperous.

Here is the Immortal Tomb, one of the forbidden areas of life.

In addition, it is the birthplace of two major weapons.

The most powerful sword in the world is Yilu's sword pavilion.

The sword mountain where the four seas tyrants return to one mountain.

The two major forces have been fighting each other for tens of thousands of years, and each has had its wins and losses.

The young sword master returned to the house and refined the Three Lives Sword Heart Fruit. His fighting power suddenly improved by leaps and bounds, and his understanding of sword intent increased.

Time passes unconsciously.

"I heard that your little swordsman from Jianlu has returned. Do you dare to fight me, Duan Hai, today?"

On this day, a deafening voice was heard, filled with a sense of dominance and supremacy.

"He is the descendant of Daoshan! Duan Hai, the most outstanding swordsman among the younger generation!"

"He actually showed up to challenge me to a fight!"

Many outstanding swordsmen in Jianlu stepped out and looked at a young man standing in the air in the distance, holding an ancient sword in his hands.

This boy is only thirteen or fourteen years old, but he exudes an aura of dominance that makes people dare not look him in the eye.

There was a lot of discussion in the crowd, and some boys and girls around sixteen or seventeen were watching the show.

They are fellow disciples of the Little Sword Saint, and were strong contenders for the ultimate sword in the past.

Naturally, they were very dissatisfied when the peerless sword was taken away by the Little Sword Saint.

"My Jianlu is in trouble now. I heard that Duan Hai completely refined their sword from the Mountain of Swords half a year ago and reached the supreme realm of unity between sword and man."

"Alas, although the little swordsman has been recognized by the peerless sword, everyone knows that he is just lucky. I don't know why the peerless sword chose him. It's really blind."

"It doesn't matter who gets this peerless sword, but it's a pity that the reputation of my Sword House will be trampled under the feet of the Mountain of Swords."

Several senior brothers and sisters were secretly delighted. They hoped that Duan Hai would beat the little sword master to a pulp or even kill him.

"Duan Hai, you are really a stickler, you keep pestering me."

The little sword master flew out with sword light under his feet and frowned as he looked at the person in front of him.

Since he was born, he has been instilled with the name Duan Hai. His ears are almost callused from hearing it. He knows that this man is his lifelong enemy, just like the difference between the Holy Body and the Tyrant Body.

But the little swordsman kept hiding, wandering around outside so as not to give the other party a chance to challenge him.

Because Duan Hai is so terrifying, more terrifying than any previous little knife god.

"Brother, if you can't win, don't fight hard! As long as you have the green mountains, you will never have to worry about firewood!!"

The senior brothers and sisters deliberately provoked me.

"Hmph, today, let me see how you can hide from me! The fateful battle between you and me should have ended five years ago! It's not too late now!" Upon hearing this, Duan Hai drew out the ancient sword in his hand without saying a word, and immediately a murderous intent rose into the sky.

Holy weapon! Ancient golden sword!

It is said that it was made from the bones of the Great Emperor! Tyrannical and murderous!
He held the knife in both hands and chopped fiercely. In an instant, a hundred-foot-long blade light swept out.

The younger and even older generation swordsmen in Jianlu all changed their expressions greatly. This boy actually has such powerful power!
I'm afraid the knife mountain is about to rise completely!

"Do you really think I'm afraid of you? Defeat me!"

The little sword master would have been terrified in the past, but now he is not afraid at all!

He even imitated Lin Teng, with his hands behind his back, silent, and his black hair dancing wildly.

Then he snapped his fingers and a sword light flew out, which actually directly shattered the blade light!
"what?"

Duan Hai's face turned pale. He never expected that this little swordsman, who was nothing but an embroidered pillow and a bag of grass, could be so terrifying?
The people in Jianlu were also stunned, and each of them looked at the little sword master in disbelief.

At this moment, the other party stood proudly with an indifferent expression, and his attitude was really a bit like Lin Teng's when he was pretending to be cool.

"The Sword Master's Appearance!"

"How could the little sword master be so powerful?"

Everyone was stunned.

Especially a few senior brothers and sisters who were unwilling to accept the result had already become stunned.

They were just waiting for the little sword master to be defeated by Duan Hai, or even die, so that they would have a chance to take back the peerless sword.

"How did Junior Brother become so strong?"

One of them said in disbelief.

The young sword master glanced at his fellow brothers and sisters in the crowd who were unhappy with him and mocking him, but at this moment he seemed half petrified and stood there in a daze.

He felt so happy in his heart, as these guys often gave him a hard time.

But there was a helpless expression on his face.

"I wanted to keep a low profile with everyone, but I didn't expect you to be so aggressive. In this case, I'm going to be frank and stop pretending."

He flicked his finger again.

Duan Hai's face changed drastically, and he raised his holy weapon and chopped several times.

But it was of no use and was shattered directly. If he had not dodged in time, he would have been beheaded.

This kid is terrifying!
Back, back, back!

Duan Hai was frightened and fled immediately, having no intention of fighting again.

There was silence in the sword pavilion, and then cheers broke out. The strong men of the older generation also showed gratified expressions.

The little sword master is a man of hidden talents. This kind of character is rarely seen in a young boy.

"The peerless sword chose him for a reason!"

The young sword master returned under everyone's respectful gaze. He was like a great hero. Until this moment, everyone in the Sword House took his status seriously.

"All of this is brought to me by my big brother Lin Teng! Without my big brother, I wouldn't be who I am today!"

The little sword master was grateful.

……

"What? Duan Hai lost? And he lost miserably?"

The sword mountain was boiling, and everyone was in disbelief. How could the little swordsman in Jianlu be so strong? Wasn't he just a lucky guy with nothing to lose?
"Playing dumb to eat the tiger! I didn't expect this kid to be so cunning! We've all been fooled by him!!"

Everyone gritted their teeth.

Duan Hai remained silent, his sword no longer moving forward, "I am invincible."

As a result of this defeat, his originally flawless sword intent began to show cracks.

He shook his head and sheathed the ancient gold sword.

"Why, you're willing to admit defeat?"

(End of this chapter)