MTL - Super Dragon Slaughtering System-Chapter 4367 Become mortal

"No need."

Ning Qi smiled and waved.

He was only here to gather the wool, and he didn't care whether he could get the first place in the Sword Appreciation Conference.

Seeing this, Xiao Si could only leave in disappointment.

After living in the pavilion for a few days, more and more monks came. When the sword-watching convention started, everyone was taken to the city lord's mansion.

The lord of Jinling City is the ancestor of this giant city.

He personally presided over the sword appreciation meeting.

Ning Qi seemed to be too young, so when he went to the City Lord’s Mansion, many cultivators came forward to inquire about the news. Under Ning Qi’s purpose, these cultivators thought that Ning Qi was a playful child of any family, so they didn’t. Rest assured again.

As soon as he entered the city lord's mansion, Ning Qi thought about it, and noticed an extremely tyrannical aura in the distance, which was much stronger than him, and was definitely not a golden core monk.

Looking up, in front of everyone, there was an old man standing with his hand holding his hand. The old man was also followed by several golden core cultivators. The aura that Ning Qi noticed came from this old man.

"I'll wait to meet Jinling City Lord!"

Everyone hurriedly clasped their fists and saluted.

Ning Qi is no exception.

Jinling City Lord glanced at everyone, a smile appeared in his eyes, and nodded slightly, "Thank you all for coming here and participating in the sword appreciation meeting."

"The Lord is polite."

Everyone hurriedly said.

Ning Qi did the calculations, and calculated it on the basis of a person's 10,000 pure gold, and the hundreds of monks present could credit millions of pure gold this time.

Chi-jin is useless to Ning Qi, but in the world of cultivation, Chi-jin is the spiritual material that every magic weapon must have. The stronger the magic weapon, the more Chi-jin needed.

With this method, Jinling City can receive a large sum of money in each sword appreciation meeting.

No wonder the Jinling City Lord was so polite to the monks who came to participate in the sword appreciation meeting.

After a while, when everyone took out the magic weapon, Ning Qi could successfully leave.

However, he did not expect that there would be a sword test session in the Sword Appreciation Conference.

"Well, the breath of this sword is long, the material is excellent, and the appearance is very good."

The old man who tested the sword slightly nodded, and when the owner of the sword saw it, he smiled and put it away and stood on the other side.

When it was Ning Qi's turn, the old man was visibly startled, then looked up and down Ning Qi, and smiled: "Little brother, where is your sword?"

Upon seeing this, Ning Qi took out an ordinary long sword.

After everyone saw this scene, some people couldn't help but laughed on the spot.

"What kind of sword is this? It's not even a magic weapon."

"How did this kid get in? Don't you have to pay 10,000 yuan to participate in the sword appreciation meeting?"

The crowd whispered.

Jinling City Lord frowned slightly, when a middle-aged man walked up to him and whispered a few words in a low voice.

"He really paid ten thousand cash?"

"City Lord, it is true. It may be that the son of which family went out secretly to travel, and he is sending messages to the major families to ask about the origin of this son."

"Well, that might be the blood of an old friend of mine."

Jinling City Lord smiled, and said to everyone: "He did pay 10,000 gold, you don't need to worry, there is no back door for this sword appreciation conference."

Looking at the attitude of the city lord, the old man moved his eyes slightly, and asked: "Little brother, your sword is not a magic weapon? You can't use it to participate in the sword appreciation conference if it is not a magic weapon."

"Senior, it is indeed a magic weapon, but only when you are with other swords can you show its extraordinaryness."

Ning Qi smiled.

"How extraordinary?"

Someone laughed and said, "Because it is an ordinary long sword, it feels extraordinary?"

"After the Sword Appreciation Tournament begins, won't you know?"

Ning Qi smiled.

"Interestingly, in the previous sword-appreciation conference, no one has ever tried this kind of ordinary long sword, little brother, your ten thousand pure gold, I am afraid that it will be smashed."

The old man who tried the sword said with a smile.

"not sure."

Ning Qi smiled and shook his head.

"Whose little baby is this? It seems very calm, not ordinary at this age."

City Lord Jinling squinted at Ning Qi a few more times.

The old sword examiner thought for a while and nodded slightly, "Also, let's pass it. When the conference starts, I hope to see the extraordinary features of this sword."

He smiled and returned the ordinary long sword to Ning Qi.

The sword test is just a cutscene, and the monks behind can basically pass the test. After all, he must be full of confidence to take 10,000 yuan to participate in the sword appreciation meeting.

At the Sword Appreciation Conference, the rank of the treasure is not judged, but only to see whether the sword is special. If it has a special origin, it is also possible. This is the meaning of the word appreciation in the Sword Appreciation Conference.

After the sword test was over, everyone came to an open place. Each monk offered his sword one after another. The sword fell in the center of the open space, the tip of the sword fell three inches into the ground, and the sword body buzzed and trembled.

If the breath of the sword is extraordinary, there will always be a round of applause, and the owner of the sword will show a hint of pride.

Not long after, the open space was densely packed with various swords, and everyone's eyes fell on Ning Qi.

"Child, you are left."

Someone laughed.

Ning Qi nodded and walked slowly towards the sword formation.

"Ordinary Fantie cannot be sacrificed, and can only be sent to it by walking. It seems that this sword really has nothing special about it."

"This son is really nonsense."

"Every sword appreciation meeting is serious, and it's interesting that someone makes a fool of yourself."

Everyone whispered to each other, with a faint smile on their faces.

The Jinling City Lord also looked at Ning Qi with a smile. Soon, Ning Qi came to the sword formation and plunged the long sword in his hand into the ground.

"This sword, no matter what the magic weapon, will be bleak and mortal."

Ning Qi smiled lightly.

Aura +1600

Aura +800

Aura value +3600

Aura value +5000

From the swords present, there was a constant aura pouring into Ning Qi's body, and his aura value was soaring, and soon surpassed one hundred thousand giants, almost reaching two hundred thousand.

In exchange for this, this magic weapon lost its aura, and the brilliance on his body gradually dimmed, and some swords that were constantly beeping became calmer, as if they were dumb.

This change made the smiles on the faces of all the cultivators present gradually froze, and a look of consternation appeared in their eyes.

Even Jinling City Lord had never seen such a sight.

Hundreds of large magic weapons, regardless of rank, are all reduced to mortals one after another after the ordinary long sword reaches one-third of the ground?

What is this method?

The mood of watching the theater was gone, Jinling City Lord looked at Ning Qi solemnly: "What's going on here?"

"Senior City Lord, this is the special feature of my ordinary sword."

Ning Qi smiled.

Some monks lost their patience and frantically squeezed the law decision, but their swords did not obey the order at all, as if they were dead. Someone rushed to their swords, picked them up and glanced at them, their complexion as earthy.