"My God, look at it, then - isn't that Mo Lang, the young master of Haiyue Pavilion?"

"Hmm? It's really him. Haiyue Pavilion is a famous first-class force in our Haiyue Dynasty. I didn't expect that the young master of Haiyue Pavilion also came to attend the sword refining master conference."

"I heard that the young master of Haiyue Pavilion has been in seclusion in the past few years and invited the famous sword refining master of the Haiyue Dynasty to teach the secrets of sword refining skills. With the talent and qualifications of the young master of Haiyue Pavilion, I believe that he is now a sword refining master of not low grade."

"Yes, who is that kid? He dared to speak wildly and compare the results of the conference with the young master of Haiyue Pavilion. Where did he get his confidence?"

"Haha, I don't know. The people from the major forces of our Haiyue Dynasty all have special clothes, and you can recognize them at a glance. This boy is dressed so ordinary, and he is obviously just from an ordinary family!"

"The newborn calf is not afraid of tigers. It seems that this kid has not realized that he has offended the terrifying existence of the young master of Haiyue Pavilion!"

"It's pitiful, it won't take long before he will regret what he said."

In the surrounding woods, many people with strength from all over the Haiyue Dynasty were recognized by the young man in gorgeous clothes at a glance.

It is the young master of Haiyue Pavilion and Mo Lang.

Although Haiyue Pavilion is not the top force of the Haiyue Dynasty, it is the top existence among the first-class forces.

Except for the royal family of the Haiyue Dynasty and those top forces, no one dares to provoke the people from Haiyue Pavilion.

When they heard what Ling Yun said just now, they couldn't help but sneer and sarcastic.

Judging from Ling Yun's outfit, Ling Yun is obviously just from an ordinary family. How can such a background be comparable to the pride of heaven in Haiyue Pavilion?

It's ridiculous to say that kind of thing.

"Hahaha, the gold and silver guardians, you can hear that this unknown young man is going to compete with me with the results of this Sword Refining Master Conference?"

"Does he think that with him, he can still be ahead of me at this Sword Refining Master Conference?"

Mo Lang, the young master of Haiyue Pavilion, sneered disdainfully and looked full of contempt. Obviously, he did not take Ling Yun seriously.

"What, are you scared?"

Ling Yun squinted his eyes and laughed strangely.

As soon as these words came out, the smile on the face of the young master of Haiyue Pavilion Mo Lang froze and stared at Ling Yun with a cold face.

"Will this young master be afraid of you?"

Seeing that the other party was angry, Ling Yun couldn't help but smile.

"Since you're not afraid, let's take a gamble. If you are behind me at this Sword Refining Master Conference, or you are directly defeated by me, then you have to pay me the two seventh-grade immortal swords brought by the two guardians around you."

"How about you, do you dare to take a gamble, the dignified young master of Haiyue Pavilion?"

Ling Yun finally revealed his intention at this moment. It turned out that he fell in love with the seventh-grade immortal swords on the other party's two seventh-grade sword immortals.

The previous words were stimulating, and everything was to make this bet.

As soon as these words were said, everyone around was stunned for a moment, and then they couldn't help but laugh and sarcastic.

"Isn't this kid a fool?"

"Why dare to place bets with the young master of Haiyue Pavilion? Where did he get his confidence?"

"It's really ridiculous. He actually set his sights on the fairy sword on the two great guardians of gold and silver beside the young master of Haiyue Pavilion. He also wants to beat the young master of Haiyue Pavilion. Who gives him the courage?"

"I'm so conceited. This kid hasn't seen clearly the difference between him and the Young Master of Haiyue Pavilion!"

"Yes, it's really ridiculous."

When the people around him heard that Ling Yun was going to bet with the young master of Haiyue Pavilion, they couldn't help but laugh at him.

"Ha ha ha ha"

"interesting!"

"I am curious, where do you have the confidence to compare sword skills with me?"

"Don't you know that this young master was already a fifth-grade sword refiner a few years ago?"

The young master of Haiyue Pavilion looked at Ling Yun with disdain. Ling Yun actually dared to bet with him, which made him feel very ridiculous, and even felt that the other party was humiliating him.

It is ridiculous that his dignified young master of Haiyue Pavilion was actually given a challenge letter by an unknown young man.

"Young Pavilion Master, this kid is just an unknown junior. He speaks wildly, and there is no need to pay attention to it. It is better to let me kill him directly, so as not to blaspheme the majesty of the Young Pavilion Master here."

The silver guardian among the two major guardians of gold and silver leaned against the ear of the Master of Molang Shao Pavilion and spoke.

Hearing this, the Lord of the Molang Shao Pavilion shook his head and sneered.

"That would be the greatest blasphemy to this young master!"

"Since this kid wants to bet with this young master, then the young master will bet with him!"

The Lord of Molang Shao Pavilion smiled sinisterly.

"good!"

Ling Yun grinned and the conspiracy succeeded.

"Boy, if you lose, the beauty beside you belongs to this young master, and you are also from this young master, but you and that beauty are not treated the same way!"

"You, I will mainly refine you into a sword, are you afraid?"

The young master of Haiyue Pavilion said with a smile on his face.

When the people around heard this, they couldn't help but take a breath.

If you refining a living person into a sword, wouldn’t it be burned to death with fire? And it would be burned to death slowly. That would be a bad feeling.

This bet is clearly a bet on life.

"Afraid?"

"Just, I don't have the word fear in my dictionary!"

Ling Yun shook his head and sneered, afraid that the word "is" never appeared in Ling Yun's dictionary.

"Haha, very good, then just say it. After the conference is over, don't think of taking the beauty away!"

The young master of Haiyue Pavilion stared at Ling Yun with a slight smile, then looked at Ouyang Qian diagonally opposite him, licked her lips and sneered.

"Okay, then let's see who the loser is after the conference."

Ling Yun squinted his eyes and laughed strangely.

Ouyang Qian beside her couldn't help but show a look of worry at this moment and pulled Ling Yun's sleeve.

Ling Yun turned around and looked at Ouyang Qian and smiled.

"Don't worry, although I haven't refined swords for many years, no one has surpassed me at this sword refining conference. Believe me, you won't have any trouble."

Ling Yun stretched out his hand and gently placed it on Ouyang Qian's shoulder. He pinched it hard and comforted him softly.

Fortunately, everyone didn't hear this, otherwise they would have sneered and mocked him again.

Ouyang Qian, who was originally extremely worried, couldn't help but relax when she heard Ling Yun's words.

Although she didn't know what level of sword refiner Ling Yun was, she believed that Ling Yun would not lie to her.

"Hahaha, wait and regret it boy"

The young master of Haiyue Pavilion smiled sinisterly, obviously he believed that Ling Yun would lose, and that beauty would be his own, and the other party would die under his own flame. Thinking about it was to make him feel excited and interesting.

After a hustle and bustle, the woods returned to peace again.

Soon, it was dawn and the warm sunshine ushered in a new day. This day is the official start of the sword refining master conference of the Haiyue Dynasty. The real lady serves online to help you find books to chat with you. Please wait for you to flirt with WeChat/mail/search/hot hot online articles or rdww444.
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