When the ancient martial arts players at the scene heard Lin Tian's words, their eyes were all bright. It wasn't easy to draw a sword. This was obviously a free gift, but they saw Lin Tian's confident and determined expression and suddenly couldn't decide.

Lin Tian glanced at them and smiled slightly: "You can also come up and give it a try. If anyone pulls up, the sword of Heaven will belong to whoever."

"Is there such a good thing?"

"Are there no traps?"

"I believe that the Excalibur belongs to the Lin Tian brothers. The theft must be nothing. I will never go up to take advantage of this." There are also ancient warriors who believe in Lin Tian, ​​and this is affirmed by many ancient warriors.

Situ flashed his eyes, and his face was right: "This is what you said, don't regret it then."

Lin Tian just looked at him like Báichī, and did not speak. If Tian Jiejian was so good at mastering, he would not have spent so much time chasing it, and finally signed a master-servant contract.

Situ apparently was not aware of the slyness of the sword spirit in the Tianjie Sword. He pretended to punch the crowd, then walked in front of the Tianjie Sword, holding the sword handle with both hands.

In order to prevent Lin Tian from engaging in ghosts, Situ Ming suddenly picked up all his anger, straightened his arms, and pulled up with force. He just wanted to be surprised. Anyway, as long as the sword is in his hands, he belongs to himself.

However, at the moment of his hard work, the Tianjie Sword also moved, and it suddenly shook violently, and even due to the rapid vibration, the sword's body made a sound of Jinyue.

Situ Ming's face changed, and he wanted to hold the sword firmly to prevent his hands from falling off. As soon as he clenched, his hands suddenly burst into a tiger's mouth, and a blood spurted out and stained the ground.

Under severe pain, Situ Ming had to let go and take a dozen steps back in a row, waiting for everyone to see the wounds on his hands, and then took a breath of air.

The position of the tiger's mouth in those hands had been completely torn, and the bones and bones inside it were seen, red, white, fuzzy flesh, cracked hand bones, blood like a faucet, kept flowing out and dripping to the ground.

Situ Yufeng hurried to catch up, holding Situ Ming's arm with both hands, and then a thin layer of ice appeared on Situ Ming's hand. The thin ice disappeared quickly and the blood stopped.

He took out another bottle, and then sprayed the medicine powder. When he sprayed the medicine powder, Situ Ming kept shaking his hands, and it was obvious that the pain was not mild, but in front of the juniors, he shouted shouting, but Bear it.

"Who else wants to try it?" Lin Tian asked aloud as if he didn't see Situ Ming's wound.

Everyone looked at each other. None of the ancient warriors dared to come up. They were as strong as Tang Ziqing. They naturally couldn't pull down to pull the sword. They were of ordinary strength and did not have the courage to pull out. .

"Xuan Xuan, help me pull up the sword." Lin Tian said.

Xiao Manxuan froze for a moment, but walked up without hesitation, a pair of báinèn's little hands held the hilt of the sword. This action shocked the ancient martial arts. Ordinary people were shocked. Wouldn't it be to abolish their hands.

However, Xiao Manxuan gave a strong, snoring sound, and successfully pulled up the Tian Jie Sword. The girl also said, "A heavy sword is not easy to use at all."

After the Tianjian sword was cast, its weight has been greatly reduced, but there are also several tens of catties. A little girl can pull it up, indicating that her strength is not small.

Situ clearly saw that Xiao Manxuan was okay, and his old face turned red, and he refused to accept: "Lin Tian, ​​you must be making a ghost, otherwise why is she okay?"

"Who dares to make a ghost in front of me?"

Lin Tian had not spoken yet, a voice of refutation came in from outside the crowd, and everyone turned around and saw an old woman.

A seemingly ordinary old woman, some people met, but salute one after another. The saluting people were led by several ancient martial arts families, Tang Muling and Tang Ziqing were listed in a row, and even the owner of the Tang Court showed a respectful look.

"Elder Don, are you here?" Situ Ming held back the pain and saluted him respectfully.

The visitor was Tang Banqing, and Lin Tian was slightly surprised to see the reactions of several high-ranking women in Qingshuangge. The wife's position in Qingshuangge was very unusual.

"Uncle ..." Tang Gezhu, Tang Ziqing and Tang Muling called it like this.

"Uncle Shi ..." other female disciples called it.

Xiao Manxue opened his mouth but did not call out. Lin Tian noticed her loss, after all she had just been expelled from the division.

Lin Tian walked over and deliberately distracted her: "Tang Banqing's seniority is so high?"

Xiao Manxue knew Lin Tian's intentions and gave him a grateful glance. Then he said, "Tang Lao and Master Tang Ge's master are sisters. At that time, the ancestor of Taishi originally wanted to pass the position of the master to Tang Lao, but Tang He pursued a sword in his entire life, and he had no thoughts about the position of the head, but he passed on to the master of the Tang Court. "

"Now, the position of the head has passed to the master of the Tang Court, but in terms of seniority, the Tang Court owner must also be called Master Tang Laosheng. Moreover, as a swordsmith, Tang Lao has made great contributions to Qingshuang Pavilion. Morality is high. But Lao Tang is low-key, and many children of the foreign cabinet have never seen him. "Xiao Manxue explained it in detail.

"That's it ..." Lin Tian suddenly realized that no wonder Tang Banqing was able to use the sword furnace at will, but after thinking about it, I felt something wrong: "I just heard Tang Ziqing also called Tang Lao Shishu ~ lightnovelpub.net ~ that she And what head is also a peer, why will the next head pass to Tang Ziqing? "

It was awkward to hear Lin Tian's call to the master, Xiao Manxue gave him a glance and said: "Although they are their peers, they are more than ten years old, and Master is only twenty. Can't the door be passed to his peers? "

"Ten years apart? But the looks of the two look just as young?" Lin Tianyiran, although he couldn't get used to Tang Gezhu and Tang Ziqing, he had to admit that both looked very young.

"The main realm of the Tang Court is mid-congenital. Cultivating mind and vitality every day, naturally there is no aging of ordinary people." Xiao Manxue said for granted.

"Boy, what are you muttering here? And, why are there light leaks everywhere, don't you know that Qingshuangge is a female disciple?" At this time, Tang Banqing came over and interrupted the conversation between the two.

Lin Tian was speechless and said helplessly: "Lao Tang, this is a long story, anyway, it is thanks to the Lord Tang Pavilion and Situ's family."

"Well, I probably knew something before I came." Tang Banqing didn't ask, but looked at Situ's house: "Situ Ming, I don't care what you think, but I can tell you that Tianjiejian is me and Lin It was jointly cast by Tian, ​​and the materials were provided by Lin Tian. Therefore, Tian Jie Sword belonged to Lin Tian from the beginning, and you have less idea of ​​Tian Jie Sword! "

"Wow ..." the ancient warriors exclaimed.

"It was actually Lin Tian and Lao Tang who forged it."

"Did Lin Tian get the inheritance of the old man?" A group of gossip warriors began to talk again.