The silver-white texture made the entire sword look as cold as him. On the hilt of the sword, Bo Zhuxin found a beautiful word engraved on it: Xiao. The engraved word seemed a bit out of place with the style of the sword.
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This sword looks very domineering and cold, and the engraving looks very gentle and quiet, obviously made by a woman's hand.
The whole sword felt a bit heavy in her hand. Bo Cixin was curious and carefully pulled the sword out of the scabbard. When the sword was pulled out, a cold and sharp sword light flashed in front of her eyes.
Pass.
Bo Cixin couldn't help but squint his eyes slightly. The sword was so strong that it felt like it had substance. The sword was so sharp that there was a sharp light on it. The last time Bo Cixin was very far away, this one was in Chi Jinxiao's hand.
sword.
This time at such a close distance, the structure on it can be clearly seen. The structure, texture, and sword radiance of this sword are all very good. It is a peerless sword. [
only
As long as the sword collides with it with more force, it will definitely break in half from the gap.
At this time, Bo Cixin probably thought about why Chi Jinxiao stopped at that time. The sword in his hand was probably damaged like this during the fight with the sword master, and he was unwilling to let his sword break in half.
After watching for a while, Bo Zaxin sighed slightly and put the sword in her hand back into the scabbard. At this moment, a plan flashed in Bo Zaxin's mind. She couldn't help tightening the sword in her hand, and her lips slowly
Slowly he smiled.
While the Sword Master was in a coma, she could borrow his sword for use. This time, Bo Zhuxin originally planned to get the best sword in the world, but something happened to Chi Jinxiao halfway, so she took him out and let her have it.
No more qualifications for the competition.
She thought that her true identity would be revealed if she wanted to fight for the qualification to get the best sword in the world. Who knew that God's will would allow her to still be Chi Tian at the moment? However, it doesn't matter if she thinks about it. Sometimes she doesn't
If others knew that she was Chi Tian, it might not be that troublesome to get things done.
Bo Cixin put the Sword Master's sword in his Najie first, then looked at the Sword Master's condition and found that his pulse was not disordered, then he sat aside and rested for a while with his head supported by one hand.
meeting.
After Bo Cixin and the others left, the martial arts conference ended in more than an hour.
The new leader of the martial arts alliance was elected by the Ghost Sword Master, and the woman who won the best sword in the world was Liu Xiangyin from the Wulingxian Mountain Sect.
After the martial arts tournament ended, Bei Mingfeng and Lan Mingyou returned to their mansion.
"Master, uncle, why are you back so early?" Bo Cixin sat up straight when he heard the "squeak" sound of the door opening, and saw the two people pushing the door open.
"The martial arts tournament is over, so I came back to see if the sword master's injury is okay?" Lan Mingyou moved lightly, and the gauze silk behind him fluttered with his movements.
"I'm going to take a look." Bei Mingfeng walked over and put down the guqin with a broken string. Then he walked to Chi Jinxiao's side and looked at his injury.
Lan Ming's long and beautiful eyes turned slightly, and he sat opposite Bo Cixin and said, "Are you a little regretful that Xin'er didn't get the best sword in the world?"