Painted Skin: Girl Monster Hunter

Such a sentence caused an uproar, and the five people on the stage separated immediately, and returned to the situation before the initial battle—the five people each occupied a corner and looked at each other.

The guests in the audience pointed at Wang Sheng and talked about it.

Everyone was not calm, and the most excited one was Hou Kun, the head of the Qingyun School on the stage.

His two beards were trembling with anger, he pointed at Wang Sheng with two fingers together and cursed: "Hand over the green sword to me!"

Wang Sheng glanced at the long sword in his hand, and was taken aback for a moment.

Regarding the origin of the Qingmang Sword, we should start from 500 years ago.

500 years ago, Qingmang Sanren, the founder of the Qingyun School, found a piece of precious iron in Xuanshui Lake. After ten years of sharpening his sword, he used this piece of precious iron to forge a peerless sword - Qingmang.

With this sword, he is famous all over the world.

His name is Qingmang, and his sword is also called Qingmang. He walks around the rivers and lakes with one sword, and never leaves the sword.

When Qingmang Sanren is 80 years old, he has reached the realm of the unity of human and sword, he is the sword, and the sword is him.

He nourished the sword with Qi, and with his aura on the sword, it became sharper and sharper, cutting iron like mud, invincible.

If something is too good, some people will be jealous.

Countless people went to Qingyun School, intending to snatch this rare sword.

However, the Qingmang Sanren is not idle, if you want to get the Qingmang Sword, you need to beat him first, and at that time there were very few people who could beat the Qingmang Sanren, even the Qingmang Sanren holding the Qingmang Sword Couldn't find one.

Those days at that time can be said to be the most glorious time for the Qingyun sect - proudly above all martial arts sects.

However, at the time of Qingmang Sanren's [-]th birthday, an uninvited guest came, beheaded Qingmang Sanren in the banquet, and took the Qingmang sword away.

The technique was clean and neat, killing him with one knife, and the knife was raised and dropped with his hand, leaving only a scar the size of a bowl on Qingmang Sanren.His skull rolled on the ground, watching helplessly as the sword, which was more important than his own life, was snatched away...

Strange to say, this person only killed Qingmang Sanren and took the Qingmang sword, but did not hurt other guests and disciples.

Hundreds of years have passed since this incident, and no one knows what happened at that time. There are only a few records in the history books of the sect, and there is no reference at all.

After that, Qingmangjian disappeared from the world, and there is no news until now.

This matter has been passed down from generation to generation as a martial arts legend. When the elders of various sects are pestered by young disciples to tell jokes about the world, they will more or less mention this matter.

This is why, there will be such a big reaction on stage and off stage.

As the saying goes, if you don't do anything wrong, you are not afraid of ghosts knocking on your door.

Wang Sheng was standing upright without nervousness or uneasiness, he brushed the blade lightly with his fingers, and said: "Who said my sword is green, please stand up and speak!"

"I!"

There was a gap in the crowd, and a person came out.This man was tall and dressed strangely. He was wearing a sack-like thing all over his body, and he was holding an object the size of a person in his hands, which was also covered with sackcloth.

"You are a 20-year-old son, how can you have such advanced martial arts? The elders are all people who have practiced for decades. If you hadn't used magic weapons, how could you stand up to this point!" His voice was hoarse. His face was buried in the shadow of the sack, so he couldn't see his face clearly.