Chapter 333 Xiao Qiushui's Vision

Song Xingyuan could tolerate failure, but he could not tolerate being defeated so easily by Han Zheng without even entering the top 50.

The next moment, he gritted his teeth and frantically urged the power of the Blood Demon Hand.

Instantly, the demon blood surged up, and the black and red tissue veins climbed up half of his face like winding blood vessels, looking extremely evil.

With a slash, a demonic whistling sound suddenly sounded.

The endless spiritual energy around was swallowed by Song Xingyuan's slash, and even formed a black and red demon shadow with a strong demonic breath behind him.

Han Zheng's blood and qi boiled and exploded, and the power of the Dragon Elephant Sky-supporting Atlas and the Black Sky Tathagata Demon Buddha were both urged to the extreme by him.

The blood and qi merged and surged, and finally turned into an extreme and strong killing intent.

Han Zheng's eyes were red, and the cold killing intent even made the surrounding warriors feel terrified.

The Nine Hells Slaughtering Knife is a knife technique that brings the source of killing intent to the extreme.

At this time, Han Zheng integrated his own blood and all his strength. When he slashed down with this knife, the boundless killing intent turned into a phantom of a blood prison Shura and appeared behind Han Zheng.

The scarlet blood-colored blade light rose from the ground, destroying all the power in front of him.

The strangeness and killing intent were blazing, and the two knives collided, and the entire arena was instantly shrouded in countless sword light storms.

It was ironic.

As the heir of the Song family of the Heavenly Sword, Song Xingyuan finally relied not on the power of the Heavenly Sword, but on the external power of the Blood Demon Hand.

Although Han Zheng used the Nine Hells Slaughtering Knife, it contained the ultimate truth of the sword, which was purer than Song Xingyuan's swordsmanship.

After a while, the sword light storm dissipated.

Han Zheng was still standing there, but Song Xingyuan was already pale, with a large amount of blood flowing out of his mouth.

The Blood Demon Hand, which had occupied half of his body, was like a living thing, still spreading to the other half of his body.

Song Xingyuan's eyes were already stained with some madness at this time, and he even lost his mind.

Just when he was about to make a move, the elder of the Song family jumped onto the stage and slapped Song Xingyuan on the head, then tapped several acupuncture points on his body and peeled off the blood devil hand on his body.

Without the blood devil hand, Song Xingyuan fell down instantly as if all his strength was drained.

The elder of the Song family bowed with an ugly look and said: "There is no need to play this round anymore, our Song family admits defeat."

Cen Xingzi nodded and said loudly: "The winner of this round is Han Zheng!"

As soon as these words came out, everyone present immediately talked about it.

The result of this battle was within everyone's expectations, but in fact it was also beyond their expectations.

Han Zheng was able to kill Sima Chengzong. In everyone's mind, his strength was definitely the top one, so it was not surprising that he won.

But Song Xingyuan, as the heir of the Tiandao Song family, has been an absolute genius since childhood and has a great reputation in the outside world.

Even if Song Xingyuan would lose, no one could imagine that Song Xingyuan would lose so easily, and he had almost no chance to fight back in front of Han Zheng.

They originally thought it would be a fierce battle, but it turned out to be a one-sided beating.

"Brother Xiao, your prediction is amazing. How did you know that Song Xingyuan would lose before he burst into full force?"

Wei Wenruo looked at Xiao Qiushui in surprise.

He could see that Song Xingyuan lost after Han Zheng used the Nine Hells Slaughtering Knife.

But Han Zheng was suppressed by Song Xingyuan with the Heavenly Knife before, and that was the only time Song Xingyuan had the upper hand. Xiao Qiushui could actually predict that Song Xingyuan would lose, which was amazing.

Wei Wenruo knew that there was a gap between the two sides in martial arts, but it shouldn't be that big, right?

"The Song family's Heavenly Sword is very strong, but Song Xingyuan is not. He has learned other people's sword techniques and has not comprehended his own Heavenly Sword. Of course, he cannot defeat Han Zheng.

This year, Song Xingyuan has learned a few more sword techniques. In the eyes of others, Song Xingyuan has made progress, but in my opinion, he has stagnated.

As soon as those sword techniques were used, I knew that he had no other means except borrowing external objects.

And Han Zheng is stronger than him in terms of strength, and there are more methods to be used. How can Song Xingyuan not be defeated?

You can follow other people on the road of martial arts, that is a shortcut.

But if you want to reach the peak, you can't always follow other people's path."

Xiao Qiushui usually speaks very little, and it is rare for him to say so much today.

Wei Wenruo couldn't help shaking his head after listening.

The gap between him and Brother Xiao is getting bigger and bigger.

The leader of this weapon casting conference, except for Han Zheng, should be Brother Xiao.

By the way, there is also Ding Yi who suddenly appeared.

Wei Wenruo looked at Ding Yi, who was squatting on the ground bored, poking the ant nest on the ground with a small stick, like a mentally retarded child.

But for some reason, Wei Wenruo always felt that there was something extremely terrifying about the other person.

After the match between Han Zheng and Song Tianqing, there was no more waves in the second round of competition, and finally 24 people advanced.

The remaining 24 people were almost all young talents from major sects, and only Ding Yi was the only warrior from a casual cultivator.

The advantage of disciples from major sects was still very large in the early stage, so the casual cultivators who came to the Weapon Casting Conference were basically a bonus.

Their main purpose was to provide enough sharp power for the casting of weapons.

And those casual cultivators were so excited to participate in the Weapon Casting Conference, they were also rushing to become famous.

As long as they stand out in the last round, they will have the opportunity to show their faces and become famous.

In the future, when they come to the arena, they can even brag that they competed with a genius on the same stage, and it is an honor to lose.

It's like as long as you are on the table with Ma Long, you can write in your resume that you have lost to Ma Long.

Han Zheng stared at Qiao Anze and Fang Tieyun for a long time after the competition.

Of course, he was not watching them, but watching them forge weapons.

Forging ordinary Xuanbing is actually not much different from forging ordinary weapons. It just requires more strength and better materials.

Forging Tianbing is obviously more tedious and complicated.

The two of them need to constantly beat and temper those materials, and control the Gangqi to integrate the sharpness of the weapons into the weapon embryo.

In addition, some array patterns will emerge in the weapon casting furnace, and they also need to temper these array patterns into the weapons, which will test their control over the Gangqi even more.

It can be said that forging earth soldiers or heavenly soldiers no longer requires simple strength, but a combination of hardness and softness, and roughness with fineness.

Moreover, Han Zheng also found that although Fang Tieyun, the auxiliary weapon forger, contributed more, Qiao Anze ordered him around, was very impolite, and even had a sense of dominance.

However, this matter is the internal affairs of the other party's sect, and Han Zheng can't care even if he doesn't like it.

At this time, the third round of the competition began, Su Wuming took the lead, and his opponent was Lin Qing.

In fact, Han Zheng didn't have any bad feelings towards Lin Qing.

Lin Qing is a talented person, but he has a lot of calculations in his mind, which may be related to his father who is a chief bookkeeper.

He can calculate all the way from a small county to Cangshan Sword Sect, and even calculate all the way to become the inner sect and core disciple of Cangshan Sword Sect. This is indeed a talent.

But the problem is that some things can't be successful just by calculation.

What Lin Qing lacks most is the sharp spirit of a warrior who is indomitable and would rather die than retreat.

It is better to move forward with one thought than to stop with one thought.

Sometimes thinking too much may not be a good thing.

At this time, Lin Qing saw that it was Su Wuming who came on stage, and he suddenly looked bitter.

The good news is that he did not meet Xiao Qiushui or Han Zheng.

The bad news is that Su Wuming is not so easy to deal with.

When facing people from other sects, as long as they are not at the level of Xiao Qiushui and Han Zheng, Lin Qing has a certain degree of confidence.

But when facing Su Wuming, Lin Qing is not even a little confident!

He has seen the power of this person when he attacked. He is obviously in the Xuan Gang realm, and his strength does not feel that strong, but he can burst out with unparalleled and strong combat power.

Su Wuming can even resist the full force of his own head, Yang Qu. You can imagine how strong the opponent's combat power is. How can he fight?