Chapter 826

Li Fuyao had a big problem. Originally, he thought that even if there was a problem later, it would be after the sword was cast. However, he didn't think that it would happen when he melted the sword.

Li Fuyao wanted to melt the fragments of the sword together at first, but he found that it was impossible, so he had to melt the fragments separately.

This means that Li Fuyao needs a lot of swords.

Each stove was controlled by him with the fire, which was a little tiring, but after that, he still had a lot of sweat.

At the moment, all the swords have melted into a lot of iron juice with different colors.

This is also because the original colors of these swords are different.

After drawing those iron juices into the air with the sword spirit, Li Fuyao wanted to integrate the iron juice of the original green silk sword and the green silk sword. However, the iron juice of the two swords made two long swords in the air, and they even started to attack each other. Looking at this, no one wanted to blend into the other.

Li Fuyao had some headache. After thinking about it, he looked at the swords behind him. After drawing them with the sword spirit, he began to attack. For a moment, there were already many hot metal swords above the sword washing pool.

Sword light appears here from time to time, and even the sword spirit is scattered.

Li Fuyao looked up at the swords, but he still failed to stop the result.

Some of the swords in the Xijian pool began to chatter,

Li Fuyao looked up and looked at them quietly. After about a quarter of an hour, he asked softly, "in fact, there's no need to argue. What are you fighting for?"

Just no sword to pay attention to him, let him stand alone in place.

Soon the whole Jianshan can see those sword lights and the swords in the air.

Some people didn't know what was going on at first, and then some people were shocked and said, "it seems that Uncle Li is casting a sword!"

Many swordsmen are Li Fuyao's nephews in terms of seniority. There are not many people who really care about his status as a guest Secretary of Jianshan.

In any case, Li Fuyao and Jianshan are inseparable.

"What kind of sword does Li Jianxian want to make

This is what some guests and worshippers of Jianshan said. I think this scene is really strange.

But no one thought about what to do now, because after all, it was a sword immortal who cast swords. They could only watch.

……

……

Wu Shanhe and Yan Le walked slowly and casually along the mountain road. Instead of seeing what was happening on the mountain, Wu Shanhe said, "the school went to the school and found that our mountain and river are different from before."

Yan Yue asked softly, "what does the master think?"

Wu Shanhe thought for a while and then said, "Su ye must be in the cloud. I have to wait for some years. This is the advantage."

Yan Le said with a smile: "it's really hard to root a Kendo sect in Yanling. At least, Confucianism won't allow this kind of thing. What will they do after tearing their faces?"

"Su Ye doesn't have any idea, but he will leave soon. It doesn't seem to matter what he thinks."

When Wu Shanhe said this, he turned his head and took a look at the mountain, looked at the sword light, and then said, "we have to do something."

Speech music does not speak, but also nods.

Li Fuyao had a big problem. Originally, he thought that even if there was a problem later, it would be after the sword was cast. However, he didn't think that it would happen when he melted the sword.

Li Fuyao wanted to melt the fragments of the sword together at first, but he found that it was impossible, so he had to melt the fragments separately.

This means that Li Fuyao needs a lot of swords.

Each stove was controlled by him with the fire, which was a little tiring, but after that, he still had a lot of sweat.

At the moment, all the swords have melted into a lot of iron juice with different colors.

This is also because the original colors of these swords are different.

After drawing those iron juices into the air with the sword spirit, Li Fuyao wanted to integrate the iron juice of the original green silk sword and the green silk sword. However, the iron juice of the two swords made two long swords in the air, and they even started to attack each other. Looking at this, no one wanted to blend into the other.

Li Fuyao had a headache. After thinking about it, he looked at the swords after him. After drawing them with the sword spirit, he began to attack. For a moment, there were already many molten iron swords above the sword washing pool and began to attack each other.

Sword light appears here from time to time, and even the sword spirit is scattered.

Li Fuyao looked up at the swords, but he still failed to stop the result.

Some of the swords in the Xijian pool began to chatter,

Li Fuyao looked up and looked at them quietly. After about a quarter of an hour, he asked softly, "in fact, there's no need to argue. What are you fighting for?"Just no sword to pay attention to him, let him stand alone in place.

Soon the whole Jianshan can see those sword lights and the swords in the air.

Some people didn't know what was going on at first, and then some people were shocked and said, "it seems that Uncle Li is casting a sword!"

Many swordsmen are Li Fuyao's nephews in terms of seniority. There are not many people who really care about his status as a guest Secretary of Jianshan.

In any case, Li Fuyao and Jianshan are inseparable.

"What kind of sword does Li Jianxian want to make

This is what some guests and worshippers of Jianshan said. I think this scene is really strange.

But no one thought about what to do now, because after all, it was a sword immortal who cast swords. They could only watch.

……

……

Wu Shanhe and Yan Le walked slowly and casually along the mountain road. Instead of seeing what was happening on the mountain, Wu Shanhe said, "the school went to the school and found that our mountain and river are different from before."

Yan Yue asked softly, "what does the master think?"

Wu Shanhe thought for a while and then said, "Su ye must be in the cloud. I have to wait for some years. This is the advantage."

Yan Le said with a smile: "it's really hard to root a Kendo sect in Yanling. At least, Confucianism won't allow this kind of thing. What will they do after tearing their faces?"

"Su Ye doesn't have any idea, but he will leave soon. It doesn't seem to matter what he thinks."

When Wu Shanhe said this, he turned his head and took a look at the mountain, looked at the sword light, and then said, "we have to do something."

Speech music does not speak, but also nods.

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