Nine uncle's refining tool is also invincible

Chapter 309

"You two uncles, this trip may be dangerous. I'm not worried about fighting martial arts. I'm afraid that if they don't obey the rules and have no reputation at all, if they use the power of the world, then we will be too passive." Hua Chenfan said deeply. Knowing the shamelessness of those people, he said with some hesitation.

"Then what should we do? If we are faced with guns, we will suffer too much."

"I have two silver feather swords here, and I will give them to the two uncles for self-defense. If they dare to break the rules, they will have no place to die."

Hua Chenfan considered for a long time, and finally decided to give them two silver feather swords. He has collected a lot of metals like silver. Even after the magic weapon was refined, half of it was still left, so he made a few flying swords. in case for need.

Of course, the level of this kind of flying sword is not high, and it is even between the magic weapon and the magic weapon. Magic weapons are not so easy to refine in the end of the Dharma era. These few are all failed works. The Taiyi sword wings on his body are the complete boutique.

But for Uncle Jiu and Shi Jian, it is a rare treasure, why didn't they expect it?To receive such a precious treasure in my own lifetime, I couldn't help being dumbfounded, and took the flying sword tremblingly.

The power of the flying sword back then is still vivid in his mind, and it is definitely the dream of all monks to own a flying sword now.

Carefully looking at the body of the sword is like a pool of clear water. Senhan's sword light is dazzling, and when touched by fingers, there is still a slight tingling sensation. This treasure is simply beyond imagination. It is worthy of being the representative of the magic weapon, the flying sword.

"Afan, don't worry, with this flying sword for body protection, those barbarians have no choice but to die." Ninth Uncle wanted to be polite, but he really couldn't bear it, so he could only put it in the space ring that he treasured.

Shi Jian accepted it even more unceremoniously. He was used to receiving gifts. In his opinion, Hua Chenfan was already a family member, so there was no need to be polite. At worst, he would take care of him in the future. At the same time, he also had selfish intentions. Feijian can also be passed on to Shi Shaojian in the future.

Hua Chenfan didn't really care too much, it was just a failed work anyway, and it was the last product in the magic weapon, and even if it was passed on to Shi Shaojian in the future, it would not be a loss. This product has been successfully transformed, and the magic weapon will be used in the right way.

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On the day of the decisive battle, at the junction of Hui Province, there is a flat place, with low hills on both sides, and a very wide field of vision. In the low-lying place where Shangqiu meets, there is a huge flat land, which is exactly what was agreed upon this time. The place of the decisive battle.

When Hua Chenfan and the two uncles arrived, there were also two parties confronting each other on the flat ground. On one side were hundreds of black-clothed ninjas, and the leader was five embroidered clothes. Laughter, sadness, bitterness, etc. represent the seven emotions. These people are the hall masters of the Jiuju faction.

In front of them, there was an imposing middle-aged man in a gorgeous onmyoji robe. He had a classical Japanese hairstyle, Rendanhu, and was dressed from head to toe. He was clearly from the East.

On the other hand, it is more complicated. There are monks, vulgar and Daoists, dressed in various styles, but they have one thing in common, they are all monks who are not weak in cultivation. There are about 40 people, and they are weak in number.

In the era of the end of the Dharma, it is not easy to gather so many powerful monks. In fact, this number has already surprised Hua Chenfan. He never thought that there would be so many monks in his country. Seventy percent of the elites in the monk world are here.

The two groups of people were separated by hundreds of meters, glaring at each other. The local monks all held mahogany swords, magic bells, ruyi, and poisonous poisons. They used various methods. Eight of them were monks who cultivated spirits, and the others were monks who refined qi. weak hand.

And the monks in that wave of invading countries, although there are many in number, are far apart in strength. Only hall masters and above can practice gods, and most of those ninjas don't even have mana, and there are only seven or eight intermediate strengths. They brought along monks from other sects. These people were also Qi-refining monks who were recruited from all over the country after the Lord unified the monk world in the invaded country.

Looking at the comparison of strength between the two sides, the lord of the Jiuju faction felt a strong sense of jealousy in his heart. This eastern monk world is indeed the birthplace, and the center of all monk circles is really unique.

On the other hand, they can't gather much power with the power of the whole country. If they don't have the treasure of Lei Lingshi and forcefully push the cultivation base of several hall masters to the stage of refining gods, I'm afraid there will be even more difference in power between them. many.

Thinking of this, the lord gritted his teeth for a while, hating the mysterious monk who opposed them. If the other four hall masters were still alive, their strength would not be so weak.

The lord used his skill to observe the monk on the opposite side, guessing secretly in his heart, wondering if the mysterious monk was inside, if he was there, he would avenge his revenge, and when he thought of the dark hand he had prepared, his confidence doubled.

He vowed to bury all these people here, so that he could severely damage the monk world of his country and lay the foundation for ruling here. Even if he didn't find that treasure, it would be considered a great achievement, and he would have an explanation for the emperor.

Hua Chenfan didn't know that the Lord opposite was talking about himself. As soon as he came to the scene with his masters and uncles, the monks in his country immediately quieted down and left silently, leaving a small path.

"Daoist Shi and Daoist Lin are here!"

Shi Jian and Uncle Jiu walked hand in hand, passing through the ranks of monks, saying hello everywhere they passed. Only then did Hua Chenfan realize that his uncles in Maoshan had such a high status in the entire monk world. I usually don't feel it when we are together.

What surprised him the most was that he was so popular at some point. Many people knew Hua Chenfan, and they even came forward to salute and talk enthusiastically. Others were wondering why a young man would get mixed up with them. In the team, there are still so many people stepping forward to curry favor.

But when they knew that Hua Chenfan was the well-known Maoshan craftsman, there was a sudden uproar, and they all came forward to say hello and sigh secretly at the background of Maoshan. Daoist, among the various sects, this is unheard of and unseen.

"Okay, I have plenty of time to chat, tell us, what's going on with this group of people?" Shi Jian asked impatiently, interrupting everyone's flattery.

"Daoist Shi, we don't know. These people just said that they will wait for people to come together, and then discuss a major issue together, but we don't know how many people will come to count." An elderly monk replied.

"Hmph, these people are really arrogant, so just listen to them." Shi Jian said.

"If you don't listen, you can't do it. These people have some means. I think it's best not to intensify the conflict, so I am patient and wait here with everyone." The monk said with a wry smile. Until now they still have illusions and feel that the two There is no life-and-death conflict between the two, so peace is the most important thing.

"My lord, everything Maoshan has said has come to an end. These people are basically the main force in the monk world."

While the monks were exchanging greetings, in the Jiuju faction opposite, a Hall Master bowed and said to the Venerable Master.

"Okay, it's time for me, Jiuju, to become famous."

After the lord finished speaking, he took a few steps forward, came to the opposite camp, and looked around proudly. His attitude didn't pay attention to the local monks at all. Although the strengths of the two sides were not comparable, he still didn't seem to take these people into consideration. look around.

(End of this chapter)