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Chapter 11 I can not, but you can't grab it!

Outside the sword pavilion, there was a magic array that suppressed thousands of swords, but I couldn't feel the sword intent, but the three masters saw Zuo Lingquan standing up, and their eyes were full of surprise:

"How is that possible?"

"He won't have to go up..."

Before he finished speaking, Zuo Lingquan continued to walk upwards.

This time I walked very easily.

The four, five and sixth floors are all spiritual weapons, and there are only more than one hundred of them, but the power of heaven and earth is more than the magic weapons below.

As the sword intent soared into the sky, all more than a hundred swords were quiet, as if the beautiful girl was touched by her heart. She lay on the bed and opened her legs and let her pick them.

When a person chooses a sword, a sword can also choose people.

Being held in the hands of the weak is an insult to the sword; being held in the hands of the strong is also a great honor for the sword.

So the swords became quiet.

Zuo Lingquan felt no longer stressed, so he let go of the hilt of the sword and continued to walk upstairs.

The three supervisors following behind were obviously a little confused, but they were not able to stop them. After all, they could rely on their own sword intent to make the sword surrender, and the sword should belong to others; and the rules were first. Even if the Yunshui Sword Pond was too strong, there was no saying that the sword intent was too strong to take the sword. The sword intent was difficult to practice than cultivation. If you really could rely on the sword intent to suppress the sword in the Yunshui Sword Pond, you might even have to show up to see.

Zuo Lingquan stopped no longer and went directly to the sixth floor.

The surroundings of the martial arts field outside Jiange were already silent.

The three swords are placed on the platform in the middle of the sixth floor, which is also a place that everyone can see.

The three swords, the swords are called "Mo Yuan", "Jin Zhou" and "Red Lady". The shapes and colors are very common, but their exquisite workmanship is so exquisite that even Zuo Lingquan is amazed.

Although Xu Yuankui's double swords of the moon are medium-grade spiritual weapons, they are weapons manufactured in batches by the moon sect. Like objects such as golden light mirrors and god maces, they are considered a "mass-production version". They are not bad, but they are not rare.

Each of the three swords in front of him is a unique masterpiece of the swordsman. Although it is worse than the customized version specially designed for swordsman, how many monks can be found for swordsman tailored for swordsman?

Zuo Lingquan knew the value of these three swords. He must have hurt after taking the three major families. He did not take action directly, but looked down in a blink of an eye:

"Can the three heads of the family really take it casually? If there is any difficulty, I can take the sword below."

Everyone outside the Zhenjian Pavilion was surprised when they heard this, and their eyes were also focused on the three masters outside the Jian Pavilion.

The head of the Lin family was jumping with his eyelids, and he could see that Zuo Lingquan belonged to water in the five elements, and the "Mo Yuan" in his house was cast by the Qingdu River water essence. If you want to take it, you must take it from his family.

The head of the Lin family wanted to laugh and say a few nice things, but so many people were watching, and there were two other heads of other families next to him, so they couldn't stand this face.

The other two companies need to relax much more.

Zhang Yinfeng stood with his hands behind his back and said loudly:

"Since I am Qingyun City, I invite fellow Taoists from all over the world to the meeting, I will never go back on my word if I say it. I can choose the three swords at will, so there is no need to be doubtful."

Everyone in the audience did not expect that Qingyun City really dared to give it to her. They all looked surprised and envious, and they were filled with praise.

Although the head of the Lin family was heartbroken, Zhang Yinfeng's words were released. No matter how reluctant he was, he would not be able to break his promise in public. He hesitated for a long time and nodded.

Seeing that the three major families confirmed, Zuo Lingquan turned around and picked up the sword with a red mark on the scabbard. The sword was called "Red Lady". As for why he took it, he didn't have to think about it and knew it was sent to his wife.

With the introduction of the long sword, a noise echoed around the martial arts field, calling out "good eyesight".

The three masters were all stunned on the spot.

Zhang Yinfeng, who stood with his hands behind his back, suddenly froze, his eyes twitched, and his fists behind him clenched a little.

The head of the Lin family was stunned, with a happy look on his face, but he immediately disappeared again.

It was at this moment.

In the corner of the martial arts field, a blue-shirt swordsman watching saw Zuo Lingquan holding his long sword, frowned slightly, took a step away from the crowd, and stared at Zuo Lingquan's side face.

Zuo Lingquan picked up the long sword and looked at it. Yu Guang was stared at with a cold look. He was aware of it. He glanced at it in a blink of an eye, but saw a corner of the corridor. Zhao Wuxie was standing there, shaking his head slightly.

Zuo Lingquan and Zhao Wuxie met only one time, but they also knew each other. He knew that Zhao Wuxie was reminding him to get into trouble.

“…”

Zuo Lingquan was not a stupid person. He did not look at Zhao Wuxie and quickly looked away. He looked at the long sword in his hand, first raised his hand to put it back, but in the end he stopped and took in Bai Yuzhu, walked here with his real skills, and then asked, "It's been done with all kindness."

He couldn't bear to leave the sword and said it straight, he would not force others to do anything.

If you want face, please give it to me.

If you set the rules yourself, you want face and inner thoughts afterwards. How can such a good thing happen in the world?

Zuo Lingquan took a breath and walked down the Jiange quickly with his sword in his hand.

The supervisors looked at each other and didn't have to follow him, just looking at the Kong Luoluo's sword platform.

The three heads of the family were all waiting outside the Jiange, with different expressions.

Zhao Wuxie, who was in the crowd, saw Zuo Lingquan refused to let go, rubbed his forehead and quickly hid into the corridor.

Cheng Jiujiang Yexiu was born into a movie. His extraordinary alertness made him feel something was wrong and whispered:

"Miss Tang, inform Your Highness the Princess to ask the two worshipping immortal masters to come and pick them up."

Tang Jingyan was still happy for Zuo Lingquan. He blinked his eyes when he heard this and said in confusion:

"What's wrong?"

"I feel something is wrong. If you are prepared, please shake me first."

Although Tang Jingwen was unclear, he still took out a small card, poured his true energy into his ears.

Zuo Lingquan came to the first floor of Jiange, carrying the long sword "Hong Niangzi", with a smile on his face and said:

"I'm really ashamed to get this powerful weapon. Thank you for the three heads of the family."

The other two owners just smiled, but didn't say anything.

The expression in Zhang Yinfeng's eyes had disappeared, and he smiled heartily:

"Friends in Taoism, if you show up one day, you must come to Qingyun City as a guest."

Zhang Yinfeng did not invite Zuo Lingquan to stay as a guest because he knew that the other party was covering up his face, but the intention was too obvious.

Zuo Lingquan bowed and bowed: "If it is convenient, you will definitely go to Qingyun City to thank you. Jian said goodbye first."

Zhang Yinfeng nodded with a smile: "With a guest present, Zhang was disrespectful to see him off, and fellow Taoist walked slowly."

The cultivators in the audience looked at the scene of the guests and guests having fun, and their eyes were full of envy; Zuo Lingquan was in a hurry to leave, and they were not surprised that anyone who had such a great opportunity would run to a safe place to hide for a few days. There were many cultivators present, and there were still many jealous people.

After Zuo Lingquan bowed his hand, he did not stop and quickly walked to the edge of the martial arts court. He jumped to the top of the corridor, and disappeared into the room after several rises and falls.

Everyone's eyes were still in the direction where Zuo Lingquan disappeared. Zhang Yinfeng had already set his eyes back and faced all the monks present and laughed loudly:

"Today, my son was elected Jian Chu and was able to participate in the Nine Sects Alliance. I am very lucky. If you can come to support me, I, Qingyun City, cannot lose the way of treating guests. Today, I will set up a banquet at my mansion. The "Yunshan Fairy Brew" in Liuyun Mountain is enough, and the ferry will stay until tomorrow and leave. The cost will be taken by my Zhang family."

When the cultivators heard this, they were very surprised and quickly praised him and became polite.
Chapter completed!
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