I am the Thunder Emperor in the fight

With the arrival of the master swordsmith and his apprentice, the atmosphere in the venue suddenly became weird.

"Hmph, you made a sword, and you entered my office without my permission. Do you think that after breaking through to the eighth-level weapon refiner, you can stop taking me seriously!?"

The old soldier looked at the unkind swordsmith master and his disciple Bei Hao, narrowed his eyes slightly, and snorted coldly.

Although within the Weapon Alliance, the level of the Weapon Refiner represents a person's status. The status of the Eighth Grade Weapon Refiner of the Sword Forging Master is obviously higher than that of the Bing Lao.

But in fact, in addition to the skill of refining weapons, the two of them are both powerful Dou Zun, and they are also one of the giants of the Weapon Alliance. Therefore, if the sword master wants to use his power to overwhelm others, he obviously cannot reach this point. .

As for the unwelcome attitude of the old soldier, the sword master's face did not change at all. His cloudy old eyes looked around the audience, like an eagle, and finally stopped on Mo Yu, and said with awe-inspiring aura.

"Who is this person? Why have I never seen him before? As a senior executive and law enforcement elder of the Qi Alliance, I think I should have the right to investigate an outsider who enters the headquarters."

Being stared closely at by the sword-making master, an eighth-grade weapon refiner, Mo Yu's mind tightened. The opponent's powerful Dou Zun-level aura rushed towards his face like a thick mountain, making him breathless.

However, although the pressure doubled, there was no trace of panic on Mo Yu's face. He had experienced countless storms, and his expression was still calm at this time.

"Forging swords, this is not a place for you to be arrogant!" Bing Lao stepped forward and stood in front of Mo Yu. The majestic momentum surged out and directly dispersed the Dou Zun aura that was pressing against Mo Yu.

"Master Sword Forger, this is a junior of my father's friend, named Xiao Huohuo. He is also a registered disciple of my teacher. Since he has not joined the Weapon Alliance, Master Sword Forger has never seen him before." At this time, someone on the side said: Lan Yingying introduced.

"Oh? Xiao Huohuo, I'm still Bingli's registered disciple. Why didn't I know when you accepted a disciple?" The swordsmith master narrowed his eyes slightly and glanced at Mo Yu suspiciously.

Ever since he learned that his beloved disciple Sun Wuji had been killed by a man named Mo Yu, the sword master wanted to kill this man quickly.

It's a pity that this guy is too cunning, seems to have a high background, and is ingratiating himself with the Golden Horse Clan, so he has no choice but to do it for a while.

However, he suddenly received information some time ago that Mo Yu had most likely left Golden City and arrived at Ten Thousand Soldiers City.

But now a strange young man suddenly came to Bingli's side, which made him suspicious. After all, Sun Wuji died in the competition with the Lan family.

The Lan family is the family behind Bingli disciple Lan Yingying.

If Bing Li hadn't stopped him, the Lan family would have been destroyed by his own hands.

Just looking at the ordinary-looking young man with a cold temperament in front of him, the sword master frowned. Although he had never seen Mo Yu with his own eyes, according to the descriptions of people from the Tang family and Wanjiang Pavilion, Mo Yu was the same as the man named Xiao in front of him. The fiery young man was completely inconsistent.

"Swordsmith, do I need your permission to bring a disciple in?" Bing Lao's face darkened, and he stood in front of Mo Yu, looking straight at the swordsmith master without giving in at all. .

Under the old soldier's gaze, the sword master's face became darker and darker, and his wrinkled forehead also wrinkled, and then he took a step slowly!

"Bing Li, that Mo Yu killed my disciple and has something to do with your lineage. No matter what, this son may have something to do with that Mo Yu. I want to take him back and investigate!"

As soon as the sword master said these words, it was as if the tense atmosphere was broken. The majestic momentum rippled in the room like a wave, which was extremely oppressive!

"Humph!"

Seeing the sword-making master step out, the old soldier also gave a cold shout, and immediately took a step forward, and the vast momentum surged out, directly suppressing the sword-making master's aura!

"Zhu Jian, you are just a one-star Dou Zun. You want to take Xiao Huohuo away from me. It's an idiot's dream. Am I still afraid of you?" Bing Lao said with a cold smile.

Hearing this, the sword master's face darkened. Although he was superior to Bing Li in the art of refining weapons, compared to his strength, he was a one-star Dou Zun, while Bingli was a two-star Dou Zun!

"Okay, you two, we are all well-known figures in the Western Region and even Zhongzhou, so don't go to war over a trivial matter."

During a conflict in the house, a charming and mature voice suddenly sounded from outside the door, and immediately two beautiful women with completely different temperaments slowly came in.

The sudden voice broke the confrontation in the field, and Mo Yu also heard the voice and walked away, only to see two beautiful women suddenly come into view.

The woman on the left was young and beautiful, exuding a youthful and charming aura. She was the Lu Qing'er that Mo Yu had seen before.

As for the right side, there is a mature and beautiful woman, exuding an alluring aura, like a ripe peach, which makes people's hearts beat.

"The one on the right is Master Cai Ya, and the one on the left is Lu Qing'er. Master Cai Ya is one of the five elders of our Weapon Alliance and a seventh-grade peak weapon refiner.

As for Lu Qing'er, he is her disciple. At present, among the five elders of our Weapon Alliance, only the teacher, Master Swordsmith and Master Cai Ya are here. The other two have always been alone, and the dragon has never seen its end. Lan Yingying whispered to Mo Yu.

Hearing this, Mo Yu nodded slightly. The moment he saw Lu Qing'er, he had already guessed the identity of this beautiful woman.

But what surprised Mo Yu was that the aura exuding from Cai Ya's body turned out to be that of a strong Douzun warrior.

In this case, aren't the five elders of the Qi Alliance all powerful Dou Zun warriors?

It's a pity that this Weapon Alliance is only a loose organization. Looking at the relationship between Bing Lao and the Sword Master, we can see that there is no harmony in the Weapon Alliance. Otherwise, even if it is not as powerful as the Dan Pagoda, it will still be much more powerful than Sifang Pavilion. , not inferior to Sangu’s level.

With the appearance of Cai Ya, the conflict between the old soldier and the master swordsmith also eased a lot.

Whether they are veteran soldiers or master swordsmiths, although they dislike each other, they also know that once the two start a full-scale war, both sides will lose.

"Hmph, Bingli, I heard that your disciple will also participate in this weapon refining conference, so let me see who is better, your disciple or mine!"

The master swordsmith snorted coldly. After saying this, he stared deeply at Mo Yu before turning around and leaving with Bei Hao.

Before leaving, Bei Hao also looked at Feng Mu and Lan Yingying with a sneer. Although these two people were good at refining weapons, they were obviously still far behind him.

Turning his eyes, Bei Hao looked at Mo Yu again, with a hint of disdain on his arrogant face.

As for Bing Lao, a registered disciple named Xiao Huohuo who suddenly appeared, he didn't even pay attention to him.

Seeing this, Mo Yu's face was expressionless, but there was a coldness in his eyes.

Whether it is Sun Wuji or Bei Hao, this lineage of sword masters is really disgusting...

"Hey, Soldier, you and the Sword Master are both seniors of our Weapon Alliance. We should live in peace with each other in the future."

Looking at the two master swordsmiths leaving, the beautiful woman Cai Ya sighed softly, then looked at the old soldier and advised them.