Chapter 438

A group of people extremely nervous whisper, eyes staring at my hand, a moment also don't want to let go.

At this time, far away Fang Mengyu came to the blacksmith workshop with Chen Wenjin, Liu siyao's second daughter, and the female guard orchid, and paid close attention to me.

Their main work now is to maintain the stability of fangjiayu, as well as all kinds of daily operation, which are all chores.

Although they are all trivial things, we still have to have someone to do them. Only by doing the logistics well, can we martial arts practitioners work hard wholeheartedly.

Everyone has his own responsibility.

"Sister Ning Xiang, can brother Yang Chuan really lift this knife?" Liu siyao clenched her pink fist and wrinkled her small face together. She was extremely worried.

Chen Wenjin was also nervous and said: "this knife weighs 66 Jin. It's not something that people can do. Even if it's raised, it can't be used as a weapon."

"I, I have no bottom in my heart, alas..." Ning Xiang turned pale and sighed.

At this time, Fang Mengyu patted Ningxiang on the shoulder and said to sannu with a smile, "don't be so pessimistic. We should have confidence in Yangchuan. I believe that my brother will be able to take up the blade. Well, he must."

Fang Mengyu's eyes twinkled, and he clenched his fist firmly.

In the eyes of countless pairs of nervous or worried eyes, I clenched my right hand and used all my strength fiercely. With a cry, it was like a whirlwind blowing from the flat ground. The dragon head blade was lifted off the wooden board, and I lifted it directly into the air.

"Good, good knife, just in time." I hold this heavy blade, excited from my heart.

All of a sudden, there were a series of startling voices, even the noise that could be heard in fangjiayu.

"Oh, my God, the 66 Jin sword is really lifted."

"My uncle raised the blade."

"Great uncle, great uncle."

I tried my best to hold the dragon head blade in my hand and looked back and forth. It was perfect without any defect. It was a very powerful sword.

At that moment, he was also very excited. In a circle surrounded by all the people, he waved the dragon head blade and played with the sword.

Every time you chop, stab, chop and strike, you will be shocked, and even set off a series of strong winds and waves.

Even the onlookers standing ten meters away from me were shocked and fell to the ground, very embarrassed.

After playing with the sword for more than a dozen rounds, I slowly drew back the knife and took a long breath. I just felt that my blood was surging and my whole body was about to burn up. All of a sudden, I entered the best fighting state.

"Good, good knife." I hold the dragon's head blade and laugh loudly.

Looking at my heroic posture of waving the dragon head blade, Fang Li's face was extremely gratified. He looked up to the sky and yelled: "it's possible for our family to revive. God is pitying. It's possible..."

After shouting this sentence, he suddenly fell to the ground with his head up. He was so angry that the scene became extremely chaotic.

"Master, master, wake up quickly..."

"Shifu, why did you leave like this, Shifu..."

"Master..."

Seeing this scene, the people who had fallen into excitement and ecstasy were also sad. A large group of blacksmiths and apprentices were all crying.

People see in the eyes, but also the eyes are red, with tears.

"Let's go. Let's go. I'm a doctor." At this time, Chen Wenjin's voice came from the outside. She saw that the situation was not right and was trying to squeeze into the crowd.

Hearing that she was a doctor, people immediately made way for him. Chen Wenjin quickly ran to Fang Li and gave him a simple examination to see if he could be saved.

One of Fang Li's disciples was very nervous and scared and asked, "is my master saved?"

After checking his pulse and pupils, Chen Wenjin sighed and said, "he died of mental and physical exhaustion. He has It's hopeless, alas

Hearing this desperate news, the big apprentice couldn't help crying, "master, master, I have to send you to live in heaven. How can I die like this?"

"Shifu is very tired to cast the dragon head blade. For a month, Shifu has been staring at the stove and never left for a moment. Even if he is tired, he will fall down. What's more, Shifu is old." Said one of the blacksmiths, with red eyes.

"Master, why don't you listen to our advice? If you take our advice and have a rest, maybe you won't die, master..."

The blacksmith apprentices have been crying for a long time. Knowing that Fang Li died of exhaustion because he wanted to make the dragon head blade continuously, everyone fell into great sorrow and cast a shadow over the birth of the dragon head blade.Hearing this result, I put away the dragon head blade and came to Fang Li's body. Looking at the smile on his face before he died, I could not help but feel awe and respect for him.

even though he was a tiny old fellow, he had not much combat power in the battle against the three big families, but for his own beliefs and perseverance.

In order to prevent the Fang family from being annihilated by the three families, and to enable the Fang family to survive, he made every effort to forge the dragon head blade, and finally took his own life.

It's such a spirit. It's really inspiring.

Just when everyone fell into silence and sadness, and the disciples were crying more and more, Fang Mengyu strode to Fang Li's body.

She looked at me first, then faced everyone, and yelled: "what are you crying for? You are crying like a girl. Don't you see that when you leave uncle, you have a smile on your face? He died with hope and no regret, because he knew that there was a top expert in our Fang family. He was my husband Yang Chuan. "

With these inspiring words, she strode to me and raised my right hand holding the dragon head blade with her weak hand.

Of course, she certainly does not have such great strength, but I cooperate with her to do so.

By this roar, everyone was shocked. At this time, the blacksmith disciples realized the smile on Fang Li's face before he died.

The big apprentice quickly got up, wiped away the tears in his eyes, and agreed: "the patriarch is right. The master died with a smile, because he made the dragon head blade and found the most suitable master, which is our uncle, Yang Chuan."

"Yes, such a heavy dragon head blade can only be used by top experts."

"My uncle is a top-notch expert, this This... "