Chapter 1212

The master of Tibet Jianfeng peak is standing on the high platform to narrate, and a group of warriors below have hot eyes and look closely at the oven in the magma.

"Next, please step forward one by one and inject your own evil spirit and blood essence. The magic weapon has spirit and will choose the Lord."

After that, the master of Tibetan sword peak retreated to the rear and ordered people to turn on the oven!

"Kuang Dang!"

when the oven was turned on, a purple flame burst up in an instant, and the temperature rose sharply, which made the people in front step by step step step backward.

"Chant!"

when the oven cover was opened, a sword chant sounded, which made everyone feel numb as if they were hit by a flash of lightning.

Looking around, there is a four foot long sword in the oven. There are countless patterns on the body of the sword. It looks very evil.

On the end of the hilt, a blood red gem is inlaid. The gem is like a human eye and emits a continuous evil spirit.

"Good sword!"

in the later stage of Yidi Shajing, the warrior looked at this sword vaguely and couldn't help but praise it.

"It's really a unique weapon. Only our Wei family is qualified to have such a magic weapon!"

the family of Yiwei is very hot and staring at the magic weapon.

On the contrary, Beifeng frowned and said, "flowery but not real!"

Beifeng is full of disappointment. With Beifeng's eyesight, it is easy to see that this sword is flashy but not practical. Although sharp, it is not a killer.

The sword is a lethal weapon, but at present this sword has no intention of killing, even if it is strong enough.

A peerless weapon, even if it is only an embryo, can already see the clue.

Many martial artists of great aristocratic families stepped forward one after another, stepped on the platform beside the oven, stood on the platform, and injected their own evil spirit and blood essence into the sword in the nearby oven.

Why? That's interesting. "

The north wind looked suddenly and looked into the oven.

A warrior came forward excitedly, but all of them were disappointed. In a moment, hundreds of people poured evil spirit and blood essence into the sword in the oven.

"Interesting, everyone is to complete this magic weapon?"

North wind eyebrows a pick, feel impossible, Zang Jianfeng's way of life will not do so.

So this is an accident, or is it that Zang Jianfeng deliberately did it?

In the perception of the north wind, after absorbing the blood essence of hundreds of people and a lot of evil spirits, the sword began to twist many different kinds of evil Qi into a stream!

a mysterious breath was very weak, but it also grew steadily, making this sword tool begin to change.

Soon everyone was on the stage. Not only did the core figures of many big aristocratic families try it, but also some guards were sent to try. However, the swords in the oven still remained unchanged.

"What's going on?"

"Yes, Tibet Jianfeng can't deceive me with a fake sword?"

"It's impossible. I was born with a sword bone. I learned to learn sword at the age of three hundred and eighty years. No matter what kind of sword weapon I used, I was able to rank among the top three. However, I didn't feel any spirituality in this sword tool."

everyone tried, without exception, all failed. For a moment, people began to talk and wanted to hide the sword peak Give me a statement.

"Ladies and gentlemen, I swear by the thousand year credibility of Tibet Jianfeng, I can only say that all of you here are not related to the divine soldiers."

The master of Tibetan sword peak is also difficult to get rid of. These warriors came all the way, but none of them got the approval of this magic weapon.

"I don't want you to come here in vain. You can choose a magic weapon in the sword casting pool. In addition, this magic weapon will be kept in the peak until the owner of the weapon appears."

The master of Tibet Jianfeng peak is also a human spirit. A few words stabilize the situation and make people's unhappy mood begin to dissipate.

"Wait a minute. Someone else hasn't tried. This young master hasn't tried yet. It can't be said that this young master is the master of this magic weapon?"

When someone speaks in the crowd, the people around him make room to expose the person who speaks. His words are full of fun.

"Oh, why don't you go ahead and have a try? I can't say that the young master is in love with this sword."

The peak master of Tibet Jianfeng also opened his mouth to invite.

"That's what I mean."

The north wind nodded, walked out of the crowd and climbed onto the platform.

Beifeng didn't inject blood essence and evil spirit into the sword like the others. When the master's face changed greatly and there was no time to stop it, Beifeng had already stretched out his hand to pull the sword out of the oven!

there was a purple strange light on the sword, which vibrated slightly.

"Bold!"

"I'm a guest of Tibet Jianfeng. Now I'll put the magic soldiers back immediately. I don't welcome you!"

several old people from the side of Tibet Jianfeng appear around, and one old man's face is warm and angry and yells at the north wind.

The north wind stood with his sword in front of him and looked at it carefully. He didn't pay any attention to the actions of the people in Tibet Jianfeng."That's the case. I'll tell you how to look at this sword. It turns out that it's not a real sword. It's just made by mixing other materials with the impurities that fall off from the real weapon."

The north wind listened to the sound of the system, smiling and muttering.

Just some impurities that fall off can cause the reaction of the system. Beifeng is really curious about the real sword weapon!

"the shaft is arrogant, I will take you down and teach you a lesson for your family!"

the old man saw that Beifeng didn't take care of himself, so he couldn't help but feel angry.

The rest of the people at the bottom are watching the excitement. Tibet Jianfeng will deal with this matter naturally. He just needs to watch the excitement.

"You are not qualified. I'm curious. Where are the real swords hidden by you?"

The northern wind stroked the sword in his hand. The sword was very strong and extraordinary. After swallowing a lot of evil spirit and blood essence, it could be regarded as a qualified magic weapon.

"I don't know what you're talking about. Since you are stubborn, don't blame me for deceiving the small with the big."

The master of Tibetan Jianfeng peak and several old people surrounded by the north wind heard what the north wind said. They all jumped in their hearts, and a strong killing opportunity rose in their hearts.

The master of Tibetan sword peak gave a color to an old man who reached the end of Disha state, and the old man had a clear understanding.

"Lie down for me!"

the old man held a hammer to forge the magic weapon, which was his weapon. The Tibetan sword peak was named Zang Jianfeng. However, the weapons of the disciples were not swords, but hammers for forging weapons.

The old man's face was ruddy, and his body was extremely strong after years of casting. The hammer in his hand fell towards the north wind!

there was no hand left in this hammer, and the space seemed to solidify under the hammer where it fell.

"Poo hee!"

the north wind did not move, but after the hammer was about to fall on his head, he pulled out his sword with his backhand and lightly waved it upward.

"Plop!"

the blood turns into blood mist and falls everywhere. A body divided into two parts and a hammer fall to the ground from the air, making a heavy sound.

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