I cast a god soldier in the world of martial arts

Chapter 19
Qin Feng carefully looked at the dagger with evil spirit.

The casting material of the dagger is also not simple, and it is difficult to find.

That dagger was tempered with Xuanming Iron and several kinds of strange poisons.

The poisonous iron is fused together without flaws, and the casting skills are extraordinary.

It's just that the dagger didn't have a name engraved on it, only a strange mark.

It seems that the evil soldier's character is also a bit weird.

Qin Feng couldn't help being curious about this.

"Take out all the valuables on your body! If you take less, you will regret it!"

Qin Feng stared at the assassin coldly, with some anticipation in his heart.

"Okay, I'll give you all the money I have on me."

"But, can you return that dagger to me?"

The assassin quickly handed Qin Feng a purse, a bottle of bone forging pill, and the scabbard of the Shadowless Sword.

He looked at the dagger in Qin Feng's hand anxiously.

That dagger was especially important to him.

He also relied on this miraculous dagger to solve the target by surprise time and time again.

As long as those people were scratched a little, they would lose their ability to do it and let him slaughter them.

"I'm really curious, if you use this dagger that can shrink people into smaller people, and then slash you, what else can you become?"

Qin Feng's voice turned cold, and he looked at him meaningfully.

If you want to take something back when you get something in his hand, you really don't understand the rules.

"Forget it, I don't want this dagger anymore, you must never draw a knife on me!"

The dwarf assassin was terrified when he heard it.

He quickly handed the scabbard of the dagger to Qin Feng.

He was small enough to be ridiculed.If he was scratched by this dagger again and became smaller, how could he have the face to live.

"Hey, why is it only more than 3000 taels! After all, you are a capable assassin, so it should be more than this amount!"

Qin Feng quickly counted the bank notes, a little happy and a little disappointed.

"Most of the money I earned as an assassin was used to buy this dagger, and part of it was used to buy bone-forging medicine to practice bone-shrinking skills."

The dwarf assassin quickly explained.

He is also very helpless, and it is not easy to have more than 3000 taels left.

"I've said everything I can say, you should keep your oath now, let me go."

The short assassin looked at Qin Feng cautiously and expectantly.

"Hmm. Thanks for your answer, little man."

"Go all the way, let me see you off on Huangquan Road!"

Qin Feng nodded and answered him lightly.

"What? Aren't you afraid that the heart demon will swore against you?"

The dwarf assassin's expression changed drastically, and he couldn't believe that Qin Feng was going to kill him even at the risk of his inner demons.

"Don't get me wrong, I didn't break my oath."

"I became a great casting master a year ago. And what I cast is indeed a broken blade magic weapon."

"For the sake of your death, I will let you die under my broken blade!"

Qin Feng shook his head with a smile.

Then he pulled the broken blade out of the short sheath, and suddenly there was a faint light emitting from the broken blade, illuminating the room a little strangely.

When the short assassin saw Qin Feng pull out that strange broken blade, he felt terrified.

So he endured the serious injury, and immediately tried his best to escape with the fastest speed.

Seeing this, Qin Feng was indifferent and just sneered in his heart.

He injected the true energy of flames of the Ironsmith into Broken Blade.

When the short assassin fled to the door.

A swipe.

A fiery red weapon pierced his body.

"how come?"

With a painful expression on his face, he looked down in disbelief, and then the weapon disappeared strangely.

Instead, it turned into a blazing flame, burning on his body.

Only a heart-piercing wailing was heard.

In an instant, the dwarf assassin was burned to ashes by the iron-melting flames, not even a slag was left.

Seeing this, Qin Feng put the Duanren back into the short sheath, and was also very satisfied with Duanhun, the divine weapon.

As long as his strength increases, the power of Duanhun will be stronger in the future.

There were no surprises or dangers today, and Feng was in a very happy mood.

Not to mention getting a little money, there is also a shadowless sword and the evil soldier dagger, which together are quite a good harvest.

As for the bottle of bone forging pill, Qin Feng didn't rush to eat it until he figured it out.

God knows if the bones will shrink after eating.

"By the way, Hong Xiaoman said that a female disciple of a miracle doctor came to the city. Then I will take that Blood Yuan Pill and this Bone Forging Pill to test her for any problems."

Qin Feng suddenly remembered and thought about it.

Then he put them all away.

I quickly roasted a chicken with an iron hand and ate a big meal.

I went to rest peacefully.

In Mingjian Pavilion.

Li Hanfei, the always gentle and courteous pavilion master, waited until midnight, but he still hadn't waited for the short assassin's arrival, and his face was a bit ugly.

Shopkeeper He who was standing on one side was also a little restless.

"Shopkeeper He, what do you think?"

"Are you saying that the assassin ran away with the sword or was killed by mistake?"

Li Hanfei smiled again and looked at Shopkeeper He.

"Pavilion Master, I'll go to Duanrenfang tomorrow morning to find out. See if that Qin Feng is dead or not."

"Please give me another chance, Master!"

Shopkeeper He was a little terrified when Li Hanfei looked at him, and a cold sweat broke out on his back.

The dwarf assassin was recommended to the Pavilion Master by him, no matter if the assassin ran away or failed the mission and was killed, he could not escape the responsibility.

"Well, I'm magnanimous, so I'll give you another chance."

"However, you don't have to go to Duanrenfang to inquire about Qin Feng's situation tomorrow."

Li Hanfei nodded and continued.

He concluded that the assassin didn't dare to run away, he should have been killed because of a failed assassination attempt.

It seems that Qin Feng is not as simple as he imagined.

"I'm casting a divine sword recently, and I need a good assistant. You will come to assist me in casting the sword tomorrow, try to make up for the mistakes, and help me forge the divine sword. At that time, I will naturally appoint you as the Deputy Pavilion Master of the Mingjian Pavilion! "

Li Hanfei took a meaningful look at Shopkeeper He.

"Thank you for your kindness, Pavilion Master, I will definitely do my best to assist Pavilion Master to forge a divine sword!"

Shopkeeper He was also looking forward to it after hearing this.

Li Hanfei was very satisfied, so he asked Shopkeeper He to step down temporarily.

"If it's a divine sword, let alone sacrifice a great swordsmith, even more will be sacrificed!"

Looking at the back of shopkeeper He leaving, Li Hanfei's eyes showed a stern cold light.

In the morning of the third day.

Because Qin Feng gained a lot last night, he rested comfortably.

So he was full of energy and got up early to start the final process of casting Shura's hand.

Fortunately, it was quiet today, and no one came to disturb Duan Ren Fang.

Qin Feng carefully and concentrated his mind to integrate those mechanical weapons and Shura's hands.

Until night fell.

A faint and brilliant blood-colored red light filled the entire casting room.

This Shura hand made of bloodthirsty steel was perfectly presented in front of Qin Feng.

(End of this chapter)