Chapter 1457

"You, you... How do you know?" After hearing his words, Xia yuan was surprised.

Although the process of casting xuanbing blade is not confidential, almost no one in the whole Mingdao villa has gone down the mountain, and I don't know what xuanbing blade is after casting the blade.

Shen Feng just came here today. Only after his verification did he know that xuanbing blade is a powerful weapon!

It's only half a day. This man came to ask for a treasure knife. It seems that there must be his people in Mingdao villa.

But now there is no time to investigate.

"What? Don't you want to show it to my old friend? " The old man's eyes were cold.

"Why should I show you the Dao forged by Mingdao villa?" Xia Xin frowned slightly.

The old man looked at Xia Xin, with a trace of doubt in his eyes: "are you eyebrow?"

"Why do you call my grandmother's maiden name?" Xia Xin's face showed a trace of anger.

"Like, it's so like." The old man muttered to himself.

"Brother he, I owe you that knife. I must forge a good knife for you before I die." Xia yuan whispered to the old man.

"No, I want the one you just cast. I don't want the others." The old man stared at Xia yuan and continued, "isn't this knife worthy of me? Don't forget your promise 50 years ago. It's not too much to charge some interest. "

"I......" Xia yuan was speechless for a moment. He didn't expect that the old accounts fifty years ago were turned over.

And this knife is Shen Feng's, and he has no right to decide.

"You can't use this knife!" Xia yuan was silent for a moment.

"No? Ha ha... "After listening to Xia yuan's words, the old man smiled wildly," casting knives is for people. I can't use any knives. It's a joke! "

With that, he gave the table a slap.

"Bang!" With a sound of, the table fell apart and immediately broke, and the wine and vegetables on it were scattered on the ground.

"You!" All the people in Mingdao villa gathered around. Smashing the table at the banquet is tantamount to smashing the venue!

The men around the old man immediately greeted him. When the sword was drawn, Shen Feng said in a voice, "isn't it just a knife? See what's wrong. "

"No, never..." Xia yuan knew that the old man came for the knife. If he saw that it was a divine soldier, he would not return it.

As soon as he was about to say something, Shen Feng smiled and interrupted him, "it doesn't matter."

"Want to see it, don't you? I'll get it for you. "

Shen Feng didn't take it out of the ring in front of so many people, but went to the room, put it in a box and took it.

The box is still that box. What's inside is xuanbing blade.

Although separated by the box, you can also feel the chilly air inside.

The old man was also a master of internal Qi. He felt the breath of the box, his face showed excitement, his eyes flashed, and even couldn't wait to see the knife.

Shen Feng put the knife in front of the old man and made a gesture of invitation.

"Click."

The old man was not polite. He directly opened the box and a bone eating cold air was released.

The cold air of xuanbing blade was consumed by Shen Feng. It is not at its peak, so the cold air is far worse than when Shen Feng just saw it.

However, this is quite shocking for the elderly.

"Good knife, what a good knife!" The old man's eyes were shining and he reached for it directly.

Xia yuan didn't remind him that no one could pick up the knife anyway. As long as he suffered a loss, he might give up the idea.

As soon as xuanbing blade started, an extremely cold air penetrated into the meridians from the handle.

The old man felt his arm numb under the action of extreme cold. He wanted to let go, but it was too shameless in front of so many people.

So he urged the internal Qi to compete with the cold, ready to suppress it

However, this cold can not be suppressed close to the internal Qi. You must have a gifted physique to overcome it!

The old man's internal Qi consumed very quickly, and his whole arm trembled violently. Sweat beads seeped from his forehead and a trace of water vapor transpiration.

"No, the cold is too strong!" After a standoff for a while, the old man couldn't hold on. He quickly prepared to let go.

However, the cold on xuanbing's blade had frozen his arms unknowingly, and his fingers didn't listen. He couldn't loosen it.

The more he couldn't relax, the more worried the old man was, and even began to shake up fiercely.

Xuanbing blade was originally a divine weapon, which also injected his powerful internal Qi. When he threw it so fiercely, the knife Qi rose vertically and horizontally.

"Brush..." several people nearby all dodged away, and several unlucky people were injured.

The people of Mingdao villa retreated far away. No one wanted to be hurt by this magic soldier.

But Dao Qi still hurt several Dao casters in Mingdao villa.

Seeing this, Shen Feng flashed a fine light at the bottom of his eyes. Facing the vertical and horizontal knife Qi, he stepped forward and grabbed the old man's wrist to stop his random dancing.

As soon as Shen Feng grabbed the man's wrist, the old man felt a warm breath. The burning feeling of cold ice on his arm was immediately relieved, and his fingers recovered their mobility.

But before he let go, the knife in his hand was taken away by Shen Feng.

"Brush, brush, brush!" Shen Feng picked up the xuanbing blade, waved it a few times and put it in the box easily.

"Pa!" The box closed and the cold was blocked.

The old man used his internal Qi to force out the remaining cold in his body before he gradually breathed a sigh of relief. Although Shen Feng solved the siege for the old man, he didn't seem to buy it. Instead, he thought it was to embarrass himself.

"Boy, mind your own business!" The old man whispered to Shen Feng.

"Mind your own business?" Shen Feng smiled coldly, "if it's a little later, your arm will be useless! It doesn't matter if your arm is broken, but don't hurt innocent people! "

"You..."

The old man was speechless for a moment. What Shen Feng said was completely true. Although he forced the cold out of his body, there were still some residues in his body. This arm was still tingling. It was obviously poisoned by cold and must be removed as soon as possible.

"Brother he, you can see that you can't use this knife. After a month, I will do my best to build another weapon for you." Xia Yuan said.

What he said is also a step down for the old man. He also stresses credibility. After all, he once promised to pay back what he owed.

"No, I want this knife!" The old man stared at the wooden box next to him with a firm look in his eyes!