On the way back, Jingpu looked at Yun Qiyao with some surprise and said:

"You want that sword? Do you like it?"

Yun Qiyao just said it casually, because Yun Qiyao knew that Ling Anan's divine will was not brought by the red rope, but by the long sword.

But Yun Qiyao really just said it casually, but now listening to Jingpu's words, Yun Qiyao's eyes lit up. Senior... Could it be that she is really going to give it to herself?

However, before Yun Qiyao thought about it, Jingpu shook his head slightly and said:

"That sword is just one. Since it was given to Ling Anan, how could there be any reason to ask for it back?"

Listening to Jingpu's words, Yun Qiyao couldn't help but pouted her rosy little mouth. Yun Qiyao was not unhappy that Jingpu refused to give it to him, but because she was a little unhappy when she heard that Jingpu wanted to give Qingying to Ling Anan.

Yun Qiyao knew that this was not good for her. After all, that was the thing of her senior. She gave her to whoever she wanted. Everything was the freedom of her senior. She had no qualifications to let her do anything, but she couldn't help it in her heart.

Yun Qiyao was not angry with Ling Anan, but was inexplicably angry with herself, which was very strange.

But at this time, Jingpu suddenly said:

"However, I have many different things here. If you go back later, you can choose one?"

Jingpu thought, was it that his sword was cast too beautiful?

Speaking of which, the weapons created by Jingpu are not only of strong quality, but also pursue beauty.

Jingpu remembers that a director he likes very much on Earth once said that appearance is combat effectiveness.

Of course, Jingpu's weapons have no combat power in this world of immortal cultivation, but they are still pretty and very beautiful. Even if they cannot be used in actual combat, they are also excellent to place them as an ornamental item at home.

But... Jingpu didn't remember that Yun Qiyao had seen the clear shadow?

Ling Anan never pulled out the clear shadow.

But if Yun Qiyao wanted it, Jingpu was still willing to give it to it. Instead of putting it in his own space bag to attract dust, it would be better to give it to Yun Qiyao.

Even if it is used as an ornamental.

Jingpu's words made Yun Qiyao, who was a little sulky, stunned for a moment, but the next second he rushed over and wanted to hug Jingpu's arm again.

However, this time, Jing Pu reacted quickly. He directly pressed Yun Qiyao's forehead that he wanted to get up with one hand, raised his eyebrows and said:

"Stop Ang, don't just lean on me if you're fine. Tell me, do you like swords or swords?"

Yun Qiyao didn't care about Jingpu's actions at all, but looked at Jingpu excitedly and said:

"Senior, is it really?? Is it really given to me??"

Jing Pu looked at Yun Qiyao's excited look and couldn't believe it. He touched his nose with a strange look on his face and said:

"What's the real thing about this... We have such a good relationship. We have dinner together every day. You also give me a pill recipe. If you like it, I'll give it to you. What's the point..."

Listening to Jing Pu's words, Yun Qiyao's charming pretty face was flushed, and her beautiful pretty face that was already charming all living beings did appear now, which made people feel extremely beautiful.

Yun Qiyao is very satisfied now. Even with Jingpu's words, Yun Qiyao felt that even if the senior didn't give it to her, she wouldn't be unhappy.

After all... In this way, it is still very important to me in the hearts of my predecessors.

Of course... if the senior really gives it to you, Yun Qiyao thinks that he still wants it. After all, who doesn’t want to become stronger?

Then Yun Qiyao looked at Jingpu and said excitedly:

"Senior, do you have any weapons like long whip?"

Long whip?

At this time, the light lit up in Yun Qiyao's hand, and a rolled soft whip appeared instantly, handed it to Jing Pu, indicating that it was like this.

Jingpu did not receive the soft whip handed over by Yun Qiyao. After just taking a look, he shook his head and said:

"If you have a whip, there is no..."

Jingpu's "Craftsmanship" can make anything, and Jingpu can make anything, but although it can be made, what to make depends on Jingpu's favorite.

A man’s dream is a sword, so the things Jingpu makes are all swords. Occasionally, he is bored and is making meteor hammers, spears, fans, etc.

What is a big man in Jingpu doing whips?

In that empty space, light a candle, holding a small whip and slap it?

The key is that the void space is Jingpu alone.

Play by yourself?

Isn't that sick?

I'm talking about it. Some people put swords and swords at home as ornaments, but no one puts the whip at home, right?

What kind of hobbies do you like?

After hearing Jingpu say that there is no, Yun Qiyao dragged the long voice with regret:

"Ah~~No??"

Listening to Yun Qiyao's regretful long voice, Jing Pu couldn't help but want to laugh.

This sound is like when Jingpu was in school, he was going to take physical education class, but the class teacher said that the teacher was sick. This class was changed to Chinese class, and the sound made by the classmates in the class.

Jingpu smiled and shook his head and said:

"But it doesn't matter. I can cast the whip. You can turn around and give me the design drawings of what you want. Prepare the materials and give them to me together at that time."

Listening to Jingpu's words, Yun Qiyao suddenly stood there and stopped leaving.

After Jingpu took two steps, he found that there was no one around him. Then he frowned and looked back. Yun Qiyao stood there, pursing her lips, and was looking at Jingpu.

Jing Pu looked at Yun Qiyao with a strange look on his face and said:

"What's wrong, go?"

However, as soon as Jing Pu finished speaking, Yun Qiyao's eyes turned red and she almost cried. She suddenly ran forward two steps, hugged Jing Pu's arm quickly, and looked at Jing Pu with a crying voice:

"Senior, are you so good, are you?"

Jingpu: "It's so painful to let go... it's really painful..."

At the same time, in the temple of the Ten Thousand Sects' Festival, everyone stared at the scene below.

Ling Anan... lost!!

This was something no one expected. Everyone thought that Ling Anan would win.

However, suddenly a voice came out from the crowd, saying that Ling Anan had left the boundary.

Everyone was watching, it was true!

Just now, when Lin Feng suddenly rushed over with his sword, Ling Anan was panicked and retreated quickly. He did not pay attention to the boundary and directly left the boundary. According to the rules, Ling Anan lost.

No one expected that the ending would be like this.

Lin Feng, who thought he would lose, came to his senses and his expression became more and more rampant, and finally he laughed. The laughter became louder and louder and more rampant.

So much so that in the end, Lin Feng's crazy laughter echoed in the entire venue.

At this time, everyone from the Divine Sword Sect looked at Lin Feng below with a complicated look on his face.

Now...what should I do?!

Lin Feng won and will continue to participate in the competition next.

But... Ling Anan has been eliminated.

And... Ling Anan should have used very little left in the sword intent of his senior, right?

And even if the sword intent still exists, the problem is... Now no one in the Divine Sword Sect can deserve the sword intent of his seniors.

Now, except for Ling Anan, the disciples of the Divine Sword Sect in the Brave Group, the highest one is the late stage of the Golden Pill, which is too far behind.

Even if you have the sword intent invincible, you are far from other aspects.

It's like an eight-year-old child who can't beat a whole year with a broom even if he holds a sharp sword.

The only hope now is the red rope of the senior that can protect people...

However... After Lin Feng's thrilling promotion this time, I believe that Wandan Pavilion will never give up. I am afraid that Wandan Pavilion will also prepare to give Lin Feng a super magic weapon next time Lin Feng appears.

At that time, will the senior’s red rope still work?

At this moment, Lin Feng, who was extremely proud and laughing wildly below, suddenly looked at the three Liejiang people on the central platform, and roared almost ferociously:

"You are dead, all of you are going to die!!!"

...

In a stone house among the mountain peaks of the Shenjian Sect’s retreat, a young man sat cross-legged on the stone bed, closed his eyes tightly, and exhaled.

His whole body was filled with strange golden light.

This young man is not someone else, but Lie Chun.

Lie Chun suddenly opened his eyes slightly, and his sharp eyes suddenly looked towards the direction of the Ten Thousand Sects Festival, and an extremely sarcastic smile appeared on his face:

"Just a arrogant idiot."

After saying this, Lie Chun closed his eyes slightly again. At this moment, the golden light on Lie Chun's body suddenly became dazzling.

At this time, Liechun chanted quietly:

"Senior... I will never let you be embarrassed. You must be the most correct choice for choosing me!!"
Chapter completed!