The sect is full of evildoers, but I am the eldest brother.

The sentence "You are Yang Yi" was said in a flat tone, not sounding very sure, a bit like a question.

But this also indirectly illustrates a point.

The person in the courtyard was not the Little Dragon Emperor himself.

"This person's cultivation is higher than mine, and his perception of the surroundings is extremely sensitive..."

"As expected of a monster from Qishi Mansion!"

Xiao Jianxin was thinking in his heart.

I breathed a sigh of relief in my heart.

If it really was the Little Dragon Emperor himself, he would not be able to continue hiding it with his identity.

There is not even a chance to struggle!

Xiao Jianxin's strength is far ahead of his peers, but apart from being a little dull when it comes to feelings, he is not stupid.

On the contrary, he is very self-aware.

In addition, he had previously witnessed an evil cultivator breaking through to the other shore realm in Liuyun Township.

And there is the second in command of Xiaoyao Tower.

The young master with golden patterns on his face!

Let’s put the former aside for now. The latter’s strength is said to be even inferior to that of the Little Dragon Emperor.

Even the second-in-command is so powerful.

Not to mention the young general Ji Cang, who is as famous as the "Peach Blossom Fairy" and is known as the "Little Dragon Emperor".

"Exactly."

If you want to pretend, you have to pretend decently.

Xiao Jianxin brought out the arrogance of superiority that Yang Yi had when they first met.

He held his head high and puffed out his chest. "May I ask your name, sir, and what brings you here?"

The iron-masked man slowly turned his head and looked sideways at Xiao Jianxin. The eyes hidden under the mask were sharper than a blade, as if he was a natural soldier!

"You can call me Bladesmith."

Xiao Jianxin thought to himself that this was not good, a tough guy had arrived.

This person turned out to be the legendary master of all weapons who had learned everything from Bailian Pavilion - Sword Forging Guard.

It is said that the magic weapon he forged contains the prototype of the weapon spirit, is indestructible, and can cut iron like mud.

Even if someone spent a fortune and established connections in the Qi Shi Mansion to ask the Grand Master of a Hundred Weapons to customize a weapon for him, the Grand Master would still be dismissive.

Even if the little dragon emperor comes forward, it won’t work!

Because in his eyes, every weapon is the most unique and life-like existence in the world.

And life cannot be trampled upon by money!

"Are you the Swordsmith?"

Xiao Jianxin raised his eyebrows in disdain.

The eldest brother once said.

A good actor will try his best to perform until the last moment before the curtain falls.

But what Xiao Jianxin didn't know was that this sentence was actually said to their eldest senior brother by someone else.

But Gu Junming was just copying it mechanically.

“Seeing is believing.”

Xiao Jianxin pushed open the door, walked in confidently and calmly, and said with his head held high:

"The Grandmaster of a Hundred Weapons lives up to his reputation!"

Everyone likes to hear good words, so start by giving the person a few compliments.

"It's just a false name, not worth mentioning."

The Swordsmith turned his head, stood up, walked to Xiao Jianxin, looked him straight in the eye, and said calmly, "I want to see the Horned Dragon Bow that the Emperor personally gifted you."

"Don't get me wrong, I have no desire to covet it. I just heard that this bow was forged from the horns of a severed dragon and silk from a hundred-eyed demon spider. The craftsmanship is so exquisite and rare in the world that I came here to observe it. I have no ill intentions."

Upon hearing this, Xiao Jianxin seemed a little hesitant.

He did have a spiritual-grade white feather bow in his storage ring.

But this kind of inferior stuff would be recognized at a glance in front of the Grandmaster of a hundred weapons.

If we are questioned later, we will be in a difficult situation.

"Don't worry, I'm not a dirty person like Ji Cang."

"Just looking at it, I won't take away what others like."

The Swordsmith emphasized this.

"No, it's just that I..."

Xiao Jianxin pondered for a while, and suddenly his eyes lit up. He sighed and said, "The precious bow has been lent out, and I haven't had time to take it back yet."

"Yeah."

The swordsmith nodded without any further doubt.

"In that case, you should always carry your Sun Hunter Bow with you, right?"

The swordsmith asked again.

"What bow?"

Xiao Jianxin was stunned. Apart from the horned dragon bow, did Yang Yi carry two longbows with him?

"The Sun-Hunting Bow that has been passed down through generations in your Yang family."

The Swordsmith repeated, saying:

"I know this request may be a bit excessive, but you also know what the world thinks of me. I am just a stinking sword repairer and I despise petty theft."

"Just calm down and observe it briefly. It won't waste too much of your time."

The swordsmith's tone sounded a little cold, but his attitude was still sincere.

This really gave Xiao Jian a headache.

It's impossible that he just lent out the longbow that had been passed down in the family for generations, right?

This will arouse some suspicion.

But if he kept hesitating, the Swordsmiths would probably become even more suspicious and question his identity.

Xiao Jianxin was thinking of finding an excuse to get away with it.

In a moment, the sword-forging guard suddenly drew his sword without any warning, holding the hilt upside down and slashing diagonally.

clang--

"This weapon is good."

The eyes of the Sword Forger flashed in his mask as he stared intently at the Qingyun Sword held by Xiao Jianxin. He suddenly sneered, "You're not Yang Yi at all, are you?"

Xiao Jianxin's face was solemn. The sharp long sword was only an inch away from him, but he blocked it with the Qingyun Sword and could not swing it any further.

"No offense, if you give me some time, I can explain everything."

"Ask the knife in my hand first!"

The swordsmith raised his sword again and chopped it down with even more force.

Without using any spiritual power, he chopped the sword with pure physical strength. The force was so strong that Xiao Jianxin, who was forced to defend, plowed the ground with his feet and slid more than ten meters.

so.

The admiration in the swordsmith's eyes grew even stronger.

"Come again."

He shouted and rushed forward with his knife.

Xiao Jianxin probably guessed the Sword Forging Guard's intention, and did not explain at this moment.

He took the initiative to face the challenge, used all his skills, and fought a round of confrontation with the Sword Forger.

Another crisp sound of swords clashing was heard.

this time.

Xiao Jianxin stood still, as steady as a rock, but the Sword Forging Guard stumbled and almost exposed his weakness, and was captured by Xiao Jianxin who was pursuing him.

"I was right. After he drew his sword, he became a completely different person."

The Sword Forger leaned down on his knees, straightened his posture, stared at Xiao Jianxin opposite him, and said with a smile:

"You hid it very well, but there are some things that cannot be hidden, like..."

"The ultimate swordsmanship that you possess!"

The Grandmaster of a Hundred Weapons has profound knowledge and unique insights into weapons.

So much so that the first time he saw Xiao Jianxin, he confirmed that this person was definitely not the sharpshooter Yang Yi.

Although the sword has not been unsheathed, the sword intent in the box is enough to make people feel terrified.

"I do not want to hurt you."

Xiao Jianxin said in a deep voice.

"It's not up to you!"

After saying that, the Sword Forger shot out. This time he came with more force and his attack was even more fierce.

"Then...I'm sorry."

For a moment, all kinds of swords and shadows flashed in the yard.

The sound of fierce clash of weapons was heard everywhere.