Hidden sects all like to live in seclusion in uninhabited places far away from the world, especially among the beautiful mountains and rivers, and Jiange is no exception.

The Jiange's headquarters is located on the west side of the desert, among the strange mountains and beautiful rocks. Like the Shura Palace, there are no towns or villages within dozens of miles.

However, Jiange does not completely follow the primitive way of life. Although the surrounding area is deserted, there is a road more than three meters wide that leads directly to the Jiange station and can be used by vehicles.

Moreover, wind power generation equipment has been installed on the peaks of Jiange. The upper-level elites of Jiange all use modern communication tools.

However, recently, two more powerful men who left Jiange lost contact.

This time it was Mr. Yu and Mr. Shan, two strong men in the Martial Saint realm. They called back to report when they first arrived at Tianhai, but they lost contact that night, and even now they can't get through on the phone.

Including Ji Xiu, Yan Jianshan, Shi Tongtian, Jiang Wuji, Yin Chunqiu and others who were sent out before, Jiange has already lost more than a dozen strong men in order to find the body of Saint Wushou.

Yan Shuangying has realized that something is wrong and has no plans to send any more powerful men out of Jiange.

Instead, I plan to go there in person and take the top experts from Jiange to see what is so weird about the Tianhai Martial God Family and why so many powerful people from Jiange are missing there.

But before that, he had one more thing to do, and it was precisely because of this matter that he had no intention of searching for the body of Saint Wushu himself.

The reason why the sword pavilion is called the sword pavilion is not only because the strong men in the sword pavilion are good at using swords, but more importantly, the strong men in the sword pavilion are good at forging swords, and can often forge middle-grade weapons, and even occasionally produce a high-grade sword.

Night falls.

On the top of a hillside in Jiange, there is a stone blacksmithing room with a bright fire.

Under the bright moon, the bare hillside was illuminated brightly, and the light from the fire in the blacksmith's room made everything around it bright.

Yan Shuangying, the master of Jiange who was nearly 70 years old, used iron tongs to pull out a long iron block from the fire, then placed it on the chopping board and kept beating it with a hammer.

Dang, Dang, Dang, Dang, Dang...

The sound of the hammer echoed in the mountains. This long sword that he had been forging for more than forty days had been tempered for thousands of times. After being put into the bucket, white mist grew.

When Yan Shuangying took the long sword out of the bucket and felt the smell emanating from the sword, he nodded with satisfaction.

A strong man named Tian Zhiyu next to him looked surprised and asked: "Master, the best sword has been forged?"

Yan Shuangying did not speak, but slowly polished the hilt and grille of the sword, and then began to sharpen the sword.

After he sharpened the sword blade, he suddenly stood up and swung the sword casually. The silver sword light suddenly appeared and instantly broke the pillars and stone walls of the blacksmith's room.

boom!

The blacksmith house collapsed instantly.

Yan Shuangying raised the sword in his hand, looked at the smooth and sharp blade, and said with a smile: "Although it is not the best sword, it is above the best. It is an invincible sword under the best weapons!"

Tian Zhiyu laughed and said: "I have lived for eighty years, and I have never seen a top-quality weapon. Maybe there are really top-quality weapons in this world, and I am afraid they are buried in a corner and no one knows about it. So

Calculating it, the top-grade weapon that the master forged today should be the most powerful weapon that has been used in this world."

Yan Shuangying laughed, with a proud look on his face.

"Now that I have broken through to the peak of the Martial Saint, there is no one who can defeat me under the Martial God. And this top-grade sword forged today is also the most powerful weapon in the world. Unless a strong man from the secret realm takes action, I will be the only one in this world."

Invincible existence!"

In the collapsed iron house, the fire ignited the thatch and wood, and gradually a fire broke out, but Yan Shuangying ignored it and allowed the fire to burn wildly.

Yan Shuangying took a few steps forward and looked down the hillside.

On the bare hillside, it is difficult to see a tree, only long swords all over the mountain.

They were all half-finished long swords. They had just been hammered out and sharpened, and the hilts were still undecorated, and they were stuck on this hillside.

I can't count how many swords there are on this hillside. Maybe there are seven or eight thousand, maybe tens of thousands, maybe tens of thousands. Anyway, no one has ever counted them.

What is certain is that these half-finished long swords were forged by the strong men of the sword pavilion. They were densely inserted on the hillside, like thorns growing on the cactus.

Yan Shuangying did not throw away the sword he had just made, because this sword was the most satisfying sword in his decades-long sword-making career. He was not even sure whether he could make the same sword again in the future.

The sword of rank.

The fire beside him was burning. Yan Shuangying swung his long sword in his hand. He practiced a set of sword skills on the top of the hillside. He planned to run in with the sword first and become familiar with the weight and length of the sword, as well as the content of the long sword.

Contained energy.

The sword energy burst out one after another. Tian Zhiyu subconsciously hid a little further away, always paying attention to Yan Shuangying's movements, fearing that he would be accidentally injured by the opponent's sword energy.

The fire did not spread outwards. After all the combustible materials in the blacksmith's house were burned, the flames slowly extinguished.

When Yan Shuangying's movements slowly stopped, the phone's ringtone suddenly rang.

The phone was connected, and an anxious voice came from the receiver, "Master, the enemy has arrived and will arrive at Jiange in two minutes!"

"I understand." Yan Shuangying's tone was very calm, and the expression on his face did not change at all.

His calm look seemed to have predicted that there would be an enemy attack tonight, as if everything was under his control.

After hanging up the phone, he said to Tian Zhiyu, who was slowly walking over: "Notify me, all the strong men in Jiange gathered outside the mountain gate, ready to fight!"

"yes!"

Tian Zhiyu cupped his fists and bowed, responded, then turned and left.

As reported on the phone, in less than two minutes, the roar of helicopter propellers could be heard from all around Jiange, and thirty large transport helicopters came in to surround Jiange.

One after another, martial arts masters jumped out of the helicopter without parachutes or any protective equipment. The height of tens of meters was like child's play to them, and they could easily land safely.

These were all powerful men from the Shura Palace and the Desert Eagle. There were seven to eight hundred people in total. They didn't pause for a second after landing, and immediately rushed towards the center of the sword pavilion from all directions.

The four Heavenly Lords of the Shura Palace, Mu Qianli, Wan Zhengchun, Mo Wangting, and Bai Wuxia, led four teams respectively. Cai Xun and Cai Jiayi also divided the strong men of the Desert Eagle into two teams.

If you encounter a strong man from Jiange on the road, you will kill him without hesitation!

Lin Hao was carrying a rectangular box on his back. Inside the box was the red sword he brought back from Miracle. He and Xiao Huihui also jumped out of the plane and landed just outside the mountain gate of Jiange.

After Xiao Huihui landed on the ground, he immediately expanded his figure and turned into a giant wolf-shaped beast. He looked up to the sky and howled for the rest of his life. The aura full of violence and killing was instantly emitted.

The surrounding strong men from the Shura Palace were stunned.

They had seen Xiao Huihui and Lin Hao come to Shura Hall together before. In the afternoon, Xiao Huihui had been playing with Yueyue. Everyone regarded it as an ordinary pet dog, just a little bigger.

At this time, they suddenly saw the change in Xiao Huihui's figure. The ferocious appearance and the body as huge as a mountain, it seemed that it would be no problem to eat ten or eight people, which made them feel chills down their spines.

Lin Hao flew into the air and landed on Xiao Huihui's back.

Seeing the strong men of Jiange slowly gathering above him, he put his hands on Xiao Huihui's neck and shouted.
Chapter completed!