Chapter: 9228

In the Sword Appreciation Conference, the grade of the treasure is not considered, but only to see if the sword has something special. If there is 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, and each cultivator sacrificed his sword one after another. The sword fell in the center of the open space, the tip of the sword sank three inches into the soil, and then the body of the sword buzzed and trembled.

If there is a sword with an extraordinary aura, there will always be a burst of applause, and the owner of the sword will show a hint of pride.

Not long after, the open space was densely filled with all kinds of swords, and everyone's eyes fell on Ning Qi.

"Child, you are the only one left."

Someone laughed.

Ning Qi nodded and walked slowly towards the sword array.

"Ordinary Fantie can't be sacrificed, so it can only be sent by walking. It seems that there is nothing special about this sword."

"This kid is really nonsense."

"Every sword appreciation meeting is serious, and it's also interesting if someone makes a fool of themselves."

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

The Lord of Jinling also looked at Ning Qi with a half-smile, and soon, Ning Qi came to the sword formation and stuck the long sword in his hand into the ground.

"When this sword comes out, no matter what kind of magic weapon it is, it will be dimmed and reduced to mortal things."

Ning Qi smiled lightly.

Aura value 1600

Aura value 800

Aura value 3600

Aura value 5000

On the swords present, spiritual energy poured into Ning Qi's body continuously, and his spiritual energy value also skyrocketed, and soon exceeded one hundred thousand, almost reaching two hundred thousand.

In exchange for this, each magic weapon lost its aura, and the brilliance of the body gradually dimmed, and some of the swords that were constantly beeping gradually calmed down, as if they were dumb.

Such a change made the smiles on the faces of all the monks present gradually froze, and their eyes showed shock.

Even the city lord of Jinling had never seen such a sight.

Hundreds of magic treasures, no matter their rank, were all reduced to mortal things one after another after the ordinary long sword fell into the ground.

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The mood of watching the play has faded away, and the Lord of Jinling looked at Ning Qi solemnly: "This, what's going on?"

"Senior City Master, this is the special feature of my Ordinary Sword."

Ning Qi smiled.

Some monks lost their patience and frantically pinched their swords, but their swords didn't obey orders at all, as if they were dead. Some people rushed to their own swords, picked them up and took a look, their faces were ashen.

"Abandoned, my magic weapon has no breath, and I have become a mortal thing"

"Boy, what trick did you use to quickly return my magic weapon?"