There was a bronze short sword on the table.
The short sword was rusty and looked ordinary. There was no sword intent or sword aura hidden in it.
But Wang Jian did not look down on this short sword.
On the contrary, his eyes shone with a terrifying light.
The Sword Emperor suddenly turned his head and looked at Chen Luoyang. "This sword doesn't look like it was forged by you, Hierarch Chen. I wonder if Hierarch Chen has learned anything from it? Does Master Yan practice swordsmanship because Hierarch Chen is a swordsman? "
Chen Luoyang put on an indifferent expression.
But in fact, he had been staring at Wang Jian.
Now that he heard the other party's words, his tightened heartstrings finally loosened.
Wang Jian should have never seen this bronze short sword before.
Hierarch Chen was about to break out in a cold sweat.
Hearing that Wang Jian had visited the Sword Pavilion ten times and asked the Sword Pavilion Master for advice on swordsmanship, Chen Luoyang could not help but hesitate.
The relationship between Wang Jian and the Sword Pavilion was unexpectedly harmonious.
What was his relationship with Xiang Ping? Did they have many interactions?
When Xiang Ping's master went out to sea to seek medical help, would he ask Wang Jian, the swordsman who was second only to the Sword King in the Divine Land, if he could not understand the mysterious short sword?
According to Xiang Ping's biographical records, he should not have any personal relationship with the Sword Emperor, Wang Jian.
But it was hard to say that Wang Jian had never seen this bronze short sword.
The scarlet wine in the black pot was not enough to obtain the information of a Martial Emperor at the moment.
Even if Chen Luoyang was ruthless enough to order Su Wei, Zhang Tianheng, and the others to kill all the captured Qing Liang Temple monks, it might not be enough, not to mention that there was not enough time.
The Sword Emperor was already at his doorstep, and Chen Luoyang could only take the risk.
Fortunately, it seemed that Wang Jian had never seen this bronze dagger before and did not know of its existence.
In that case, there would be a lot of possibilities.
"Dong dong dong!"
Chen Luoyang tapped his fingers on the table. "Only after you answer my questions will you be qualified to ask questions."
Wang Jian's eyes were as sharp as swords. He met Chen Luoyang's gaze and smiled as he nodded. "Alright."
He walked up the stairs and stood in front of Chen Luoyang.
The distance between them was no more than two steps.
They could hear each other's breath.
Chen Luoyang tried to relax as much as possible and sat calmly without moving. He did not seem to care about Wang Jian's approach.
Wang Jian glanced at Chen Luoyang, then turned his head and his eyes fell on the bronze dagger again.
He reached out and picked up the bronze dagger.
The dagger did not change at all.
Wang Jian carefully tried to understand it, but he did not infuse his sword intent or sword qi into it.
If such a rusted sword was really ordinary, it would not be able to withstand the power of a Martial Arts Grandmaster and might cause it to collapse and shatter.
On the contrary, when King Wu made his move, his control over his own power was better. He could carefully study it and not damage the rusted sword.
Not to mention Emperor Wu Wang Jian.
But he did not do so.
For him, just holding the sword in his hand was enough.
He could already feel that this sword was not as ordinary as it looked.
But he could not understand the deeper things contained in it for a while.
It was like facing the vast sea and knowing that there was another world under the sea. The undercurrents were turbulent and not as calm as the surface.
But he did not know how deep the sea was and what was at the bottom.
But he could not go down to the sea to find out.
This kind of feeling made the dignified Sword Emperor extremely concerned, and he became even more interested.
Chen Luoyang sat in Silence, looking relaxed and at ease, and did not rush him.
If he was sure that Wang Jian had never seen this bronze dagger before, then he was relieved that Wang Jian could not understand the mystery of the sword. Chen Luoyang was completely relieved.
He looked at Wang Jian with interest.
In Wang Jian's eyes, there was only the bronze dagger.
The Sword Emperor was completely immersed in the world of swordsmanship.
There seemed to be a whole new world hidden in the bronze dagger.
But Wang Jian only felt that he was wandering outside and could not enter.
He was sure that this was not an illusion, but he could see it, but could not touch it.
Wang Jian took a deep breath and calmed himself down, then cupped his hands towards Chen Luoyang, "Forgive me for being rude."
Chen Luoyang did not care, raising his hand and making a "go ahead" gesture.
Wang Jian nodded, not caring about the environment, directly sitting cross-legged in front of Chen Luoyang.
He placed the bronze dagger on his knees.
Then he closed his eyes and focused, using his sword intent and sword qi to communicate with the dagger, concentrating on comprehending the concept within.
The water vapor in the hall once again became heavy, and there was a faint sound of wind whistling.
It was like a storm had started around Wang Jian.
He was not afraid of an attack.
Firstly, he believed that with the cultivation and magnanimity of the Devil Religion Hierarch, he would not take the chance to attack.
Secondly, he would be like Su Ye, who was distracted. If he was attacked, he would be the first to wake up and launch the fiercest counterattack.
What reassured Wang Jian was that the Devil Religion Hierarch did not have any intention of taking the chance to attack.
Chen Luoyang sat on the side in Silence, but his expression gradually showed a waning interest, as if he was bored.
After a moment, he looked at Wang Jian, his fingers tapping twice on the armrest of the chair.
Thump thump!
Wang Jian opened his eyes.
Chen Luoyang said indifferently, "As I expected, you are still unable to force out that sword."
Wang Jian stood up, looked at the dagger in his hand, and then looked at Chen Luoyang.
The meaning of the other's words was clear.
He was unable to force out that hidden sword when he fought with the Rosefinch Hall First Seat, so how could he help the other get rid of the worry in his heart?
So what if he got rid of it?
Do you really have the ability to see that sword?
Wang Jian was not angered by these words.
He just looked down at the rusted bronze sword in his hand.
Chen Luoyang's expression was calm as he stretched out his hand in front of the other.
Wang Jian frowned and returned the bronze dagger to Chen Luoyang's hand.
Chen Luoyang took the dagger and casually shook his wrist.
Then, on the rusty blade, a sword light suddenly flashed.
Wang Jian's eyes burst out with an unprecedented dazzling light as he stared at the blade.
The sword light flashed and disappeared in an instant.
But right at this instant, a dense expanse of profound talisman markings entered Wang Jian's field of vision, and they revealed unfathomable Sword Insight.
The sword intent was extremely terrifying, as if it contained the ultimate Nirvana Will.
His previous feeling was not wrong.
This bronze dagger really had its own universe, containing a profound Swordsmanship.
Unfortunately, it was fleeting, making it difficult for him to delve into it.
Wang Jian came back to his senses and stared at Chen Luoyang.
It was true that the other's cultivation was higher than his, but he was not famous for his swordsmanship.
If the person in front of him was the Sword King, Tao Wangji, Wang Jian would not be so shocked.
But now, his heart was in turmoil.
"You … also cultivate Swordsmanship, and your attainment is higher than the Rosefinch Hall First Seat?" Wang Jian Slowly asked, "That sword was born because of your sword?"
Chen Luoyang casually put the bronze dagger on the table next to him.
"The sword, to me, is only one of my choices. Why do I need to treat it as a trump card like a certain person?" He said lightly.
Wang Jian was silent.
If he could not force out the sword of the Rosefinch Hall First Seat, he naturally could not force out the sword of the Demon King.
"Tao Wangji is fine, but the two of you, are not qualified." Chen Luoyang said lightly, "I admire your courage and perseverance, so I made an exception this time. I will give the winner of your two swords a chance."
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