And in front of so many people, Mingjian Villa made the choice.

"It's really nonsense. Tianxun Sword is originally the thing of our famous sword villa. Why should we compete with you?"

Miao Jianying was still very calm and did not fall into Yin Xue's trap.

"I know this is unfair to your Mingjian Villa. It is better to do this. Our world's number one sword village is willing to take out the Taihe Sword as a bet. If you win, the Taihe Sword will belong to you and lose, and the Tianxun Sword will belong to our world's number one sword village."

A smirk appeared on the corner of Yin Xue's mouth.

Both sword warriors are masters of sword making.

In recent years, countless magical weapons have been created.

It took countless years and months to cast a top divine sword that is not inferior to the Tianxun Sword.

After countless thunder disasters, it was finally refined successfully.

This magical sword is called Taihe Sword!

In terms of fame, it is definitely not as good as the Tianxun Sword, after all, it is blessed by the sword god's reputation.

Although the Taihe Sword became famous late, its quality is almost the same as that of the Tianxun Sword.

In recent years, Mingjian Villa has also cast many good swords, far less than Taihe Sword, the world's number one sword village.

Because the materials suitable for casting magic swords are too rare, one may not be born in a few hundred years.

The other party said this to this point. If Mingjian Villa continues to avoid it, it will be really scary.

The world's No. 1 Sword Village even took out its own treasure to maintain the mountain, which shows that they are full of confidence.

Miao Jianying frowned and twisted into the character "Sichuan". It seemed that she was also struggling violently inside.

The other party came to the door. If there was no counterattack today, the world's No. 1 Sword Village will only do more extreme things in the future.

"Young Master, I'm afraid he will do anything, so we'll bet with him."

The disciples of the Mingjian Villa behind them couldn't stand it anymore, and the other party came to the door. Do they want to be turtles that shrank for the rest of their lives?

"bet!"

"bet!"

"bet!"

“…”

The masses in the distance shouted loudly.

The two sword villages make a living by forging swords, and losing their reputation is equivalent to pushing themselves into the fire pit by themselves.
Chapter completed!