In the secret room of the City Lord's Mansion, Hong Bo opened his eyes, looked at the time on his watch, and murmured to himself: "Today is already the seventh day. Could it be said that Lin Yun failed?"

Suddenly, Lin Yun's body floated strangely into the air, and his whole aura underwent earth-shaking changes. At the same time, the power of rules emanated from his body. Facing Lin Yun's body, Hong Bo unexpectedly

There was an irresistible illusion. It seemed that Lin Yun in front of him was a powerful demon that had just awakened.

"What kind of rule awakening is this? What's going on with this powerful and evil aura?" Hong Bo suddenly stood up and stared at Lin Yun cautiously.

After a few seconds, Lin Yun's body fell to the ground. The evil and strange aura disappeared instantly. Lin Yun opened his eyes and saw the horrified expression on Hong Bo's face.

"What happened just now? Did you succeed?" Hong Bo asked in a deep voice.

Lin Yun nodded and said softly: "It is considered a success. However, my awakening seems to be a little different."

Hong Bo nodded slightly and said in a deep voice: "The time is almost up, we will set off immediately."

After saying that, Hong Bo grabbed Lin Yun's hand and stamped his right foot on the ground. The entire secret room shone with an extremely strong white light.

"I have set up a long-distance teleportation array in this secret room. In about a few minutes, we will arrive near the Demon Temple."

Lin Yun nodded slightly. After a while, his eyes lit up and he appeared on the top of a high mountain. A hundred miles ahead, there was a towering black mountain peak that reached into the clouds, which was extremely obvious.

"The Demon Temple is ahead, hold my hand."

Hong Bo said, holding Lin Yun's hand tightly, and his body flew towards the high mountain peak like an arrow from the string.

At this moment, countless swordsmen have gathered in front of the Demon Temple. They are pointing and whispering at the dozen or so arenas where competitions are held to recruit brides. The Demon God is sitting on a throne right in front, with a smile on his face.

Next to him, Xiao Leng sat expressionless, not knowing what he was thinking.

"Lord Demon God, the time is almost up." Luo Shui pointed at a huge clock hanging above the Demon Temple and reminded him softly.

The Demon God nodded slightly and stood up slowly. Suddenly, all sounds disappeared. All the swordsmen looked at the Demon God with respect and did not dare to breathe loudly.

"Everyone, thank you very much for coming here and cheering for me. Today, there are more than a hundred sword masters who have signed up to participate in this martial arts competition to find a bride. I hereby promise that no matter who is the champion of the martial arts competition, I will

He accepted him as his disciple and married the holy girl to him."

The Demon God spoke in a deep voice, with a deep and deep voice. This small voice seemed to ring in everyone's ears, very clearly.

The devil looked around and said in a deep voice:

"Then, I declare that this competition will be used to recruit a bride..."

"Wait a minute, our Lin Yun hasn't signed up yet!"

Hong Bo's voice suddenly sounded from afar. The next second, Hong Bo and Lin Yun suddenly appeared on the stage where the martial arts competition was taking place.

In an instant, all the sword masters began to discuss in low voices. It was obvious that they all knew very well about Lin Yun. Today, Lin Yun and his two men were obviously coming with bad intentions.

"Fortunately, the contest for marriage has not started yet. Lin Yun from our Rebel Alliance arrived just in time."

Hong Bo smiled slightly, nodded towards the Demon God, and said softly: "Demon God, you're fine!"

The Demon God's eyes moved slightly, but there was no expression on his face. He said slowly in a low voice: "Master Hong Bo, you are fine. I am very sorry, Lin Yun is still wanted by our Demon Temple, and is not suitable for this competition.

The rules for recruiting a bride. So please do as you please."

Hong Bo raised his eyebrows and asked with a smile: "Are you saying that Lin Yun does not meet the conditions for a martial arts competition in your Demon Temple and is not worthy of your saint?"

The Demon God nodded slightly and said gloomily: "I'm afraid so."

"Hahaha!"

After listening to the devil's words, Hong Bo suddenly pointed at the sword master in the audience and looked up to the sky with a smile.

"Everyone knows that Lin Yun has just won the championship of this God Realm Forging Competition. As one of the few god-level blacksmiths on the mainland, Lin Yun is not worthy of a saint from the Demon Temple. In your Demon Temple,

Could it be that the status of a god-level blacksmith is not as good as these sword masters?"

Hong Bo's words were like a huge nail, suddenly pierced into the heart of the Demon God. Hong Bo's clever question equated Lin Yun with the blacksmiths in the entire God Realm. If the Demon God dared to admit this sentence, it would be equivalent to

Go against the blacksmiths of the entire divine world.

If you look down on Lin Yun, you look down on the blacksmith. If you look down on the blacksmith, who will make your swords?

The Demon God frowned and asked in a cold voice: "Hong Bo, are your rebel alliance going to stand up for Lin Yun?"

This question was like a huge hammer, beating hard on the hearts of all the sword masters. Lin Yun felt that every word of the demon god's words was like a giant ax, suddenly hitting his mind.

Let his mind continue to tremble.

Lin Yun could feel unprecedented pressure. The Demon God's rhetorical question was equivalent to equating Hong Bo's behavior with that of the entire Rebel Alliance. If Hong Bo agreed, then the Demon God's Temple and the entire Rebel Alliance would fall into hostility. You know

, the Rebel Alliance is just a god-level force, while the Demon Temple is a super god-level force, with an SSS-level sword god.

Threat, naked threat!

Everyone's eyes were focused on Hong Bo, wanting to see how he would answer.

Hong Bo smiled slightly and said softly: "My behavior has nothing to do with the Rebel Alliance. However, Lin Yun is my brother, and I just want to give him a fair opportunity. If Lin Yun doesn't even have this opportunity, I have to learn a lesson.

The demon god has become immortal."

As soon as Hong Bo said these words, the whole place was in an uproar again. No one expected that Hong Bo would dare to challenge the Demon God. His words were a naked provocation. If the Demon God did not give Lin Yun the opportunity to participate in the martial arts competition to find a bride, Hong Bo would

Gambling will never give up.

The Demon God snorted coldly: "Hong Bo, you once offended the Dragon Clan for Long Zi, and now you want to offend our Demon Temple for Lin Yun? Where do you have such courage? Do you think we really don't dare?

Kill you?"

Hong Bo smiled slightly and said loudly: "Your heart tells me that you dare to kill me, but you don't want to kill me now."

"Ha ha ha ha!"

The Demon God suddenly opened his mouth and laughed. His face actually became happy. The Demon God stretched out his right hand, pointed at Lin Yun and said: "To stand out from more than a hundred sword masters, you must at least reach the level of a high-level sword master."

The strength. Could it be that you are only twenty years old and have reached such a heaven-defying level of cultivation? In the battle of the sword master, the sword has no eyes, and you are not afraid of death for a little cold?"

Lin Yun looked calm and replied firmly: "Now that I'm here, I won't be afraid of death."

The Demon God smiled and said: "Very good, I'll give you a chance, so what? As long as you defeat all the sword masters here, I will allow you to take Xiao Leng away."

Lin Yun was stunned. He never thought that the devil would give him such an opportunity. He couldn't help but said: "Thank you."

"Thanks are meaningless. This opportunity was obtained by Hong Bo's strength and your reputation as a god-level forger. If my strength could crush Hong Bo, I would never be so talkative."

The Demon God snorted coldly and returned to the throne. He suddenly turned his head and shouted at a servant beside him: "What are you doing standing there in a daze? Why don't you give Sword God Hong Bo a seat and serve you tea?"

After a while, Hong Bo and the Demon God sat together, smiling and talking to each other, like a pair of old friends reunited after a long separation. Seeing this, Lin Yun was very confused.

Hong Bo seemed to sense Lin Yun's doubts, and said through his spiritual mind: "Lin Yun, don't be surprised. With the strength of the Sword God, if we really fight, it will be shocking to death. Therefore, under normal circumstances, on the surface, we

We should maintain a harmonious attitude and will not break up easily."

Lin Yun nodded and turned his attention to Xiao Leng who was beside the Demon God. However, Xiao Leng seemed to be absent-minded and did not look at Lin Yun. It was just those clenched little hands that betrayed Xiao Leng's excited heart.

"Let's get started!"

The Demon God snorted coldly, picked up the tea cup, took a sip, and quickly spit it out: "It tastes terrible, give me Ten Thousand Years Longjing."

So, Lin Yun stood on a stage where there was a martial arts competition to recruit a bride. Right in front of him, there was a sword master holding a dagger in his hand, with a smile on his face.

When the battle began, the sword master did not take action. Instead, he smiled and asked:

"Are you Lin Yun, that god-level swordsmith?"

Lin Yun nodded.

The sword master continued: "Lin Yun, I have a deal. I wonder if you are willing to do it?"

Lin Yun asked curiously: "What deal?"

"As long as you build me a Sword Master-level sword, I will take the initiative to admit defeat." The Sword Master laughed and said loudly.

Lin Yun was stunned for a moment. A sword in exchange for a victory?

The sword master explained loudly: "My strength is only that of an intermediate sword master. Among these more than a hundred sword masters, I can only be at the middle level, and it is impossible to win. Therefore, I might as well use this opportunity in exchange for

A swordmaster's weapon."

Hearing this, Lin Yun suddenly felt happy, and he said loudly: "As long as you provide me with the materials, I can now build you a sword master-level zero-magnetic sword."

"Okay, deal! I can trust you. I'll come find you when the game is over." The sword master smiled and quickly jumped off the ring.

Outside the ring, the Demon God, who had been paying attention to Lin Yun's competition, suddenly turned cold. Hong Bo, on the other hand, laughed loudly and kept praising the delicious tea in the Demon Temple.

In the subsequent battles, Lin Yun's opponents all gave up the game because of Lin Yun's "generous gift of swords". In this way, Lin Yun sang all the way and advanced to the top eight of the competition to recruit a bride. Finally, he met a helpless man.

The sword master who impresses with his sword.

This is a sturdy man with a black giant sword in his hand, which is as tall as a man. He swings the giant sword casually, making a "buzzing" sound.

"Boy, I'm not afraid to tell you that I'm bound to win over the Saint of the Demon Temple. My strength has already entered the level of a high-level swordsman. The sword you gave me can't impress me at all." The big man chuckled and raised the giant sword suddenly.

Standing next to him, the arena roared.

Lin Yun took out the iron sword from his space watch, stared coldly at the tall man in front of him, and said in a deep voice: "Then let's fight!"

"Hahaha, I have already asked people about it. Although, I don't know why you can use the power of rules to forge a god-level sword. However, you are not a real sword master. If I guessed correctly,

You can't even fly!" The sturdy man laughed and suddenly raised the huge sword in his hand.

"Yeah?"

Lin Yun snorted coldly, and his body slowly floated into the air.
Chapter completed!