Distress: Nilong Changming Knife is Invisible

Chapter 1144 1143. Qinggeng Lengfeng
"First of all, it's naturally the quality of the weapons."

Bu Jianque admitted openly, "These two swords are not of the same level at all."

"The Sun Burial Knife is just a preliminary work. I guess Uncle Lang already has a plan to improve it?"

"Of course, for the first test, you can't take out what's at the bottom of the box. The Sun Burial Knife is just made of ordinary and excellent materials. You have to get me some really good materials, such as things from your secret vault."

"No problem, I'm going to the forbidden area to revive the Four Heavenly Kings."

"It's time to get serious...Also, I also have an improved casting plan. After recasting, the Sun Burial Sword will be completely reborn, but."

"but what?"

"But the problem is not entirely the weapons."

Bu Jianque picked up a section of the knife again, pointed at the severed section and asked, "What did you see?"

"Perfect position and angle, absolutely condensed power, incomparable speed, extreme sharpness... It's really a knife that makes people feel a mountain of pressure."

"Um……"

Hen Changfeng looked at the snow and wind in the sky and said to himself that ever since he got to know someone, he had a special affinity with the cold.

Bu Jianque did not answer directly, but summoned a broadsword of ordinary quality, "You condense your energy into a sword and cut it off."

"Hey, take your worries elsewhere. Old Wolf, I'm full of energy now. Don't affect my mood."

"You know I'm old, why do you still find so many things for me? Go, go, I get a headache when I see you!"

"I think that the sword should have been cast by methods such as ghost casting, divine casting, and soul casting. After the sword was made, it was refined with the user's spirit and spirit, so that the human and sword became one. No, the state of man and knife becoming one;
That sword is integrated with a person's martial body, energy, blood and even soul. The sharpness of the divine weapon and the complete blessing of the martial body give it such power;
So if you want to defeat that sword, you can't just improve the sword. "

Qinggeng Lengfeng.

"In short, I will do my best to improve the quality of the Sun Burial Knife. The rest is up to you to figure out a way for yourself."

After filling up the sword gap, he said:

"Okay. By the way, Uncle Wolf, you are really old. You need someone to give you some advice."

Just when he was making up for the missing sword and preparing to recast the Sun Burial Sword.

Yinqun Zhu Wu gathered his true energy according to the words, waved his hand and slashed, and heard a "squeak" sound, and the sword was cut off.

"Um……"

"Ha, it's rare for Uncle Wolf to be so motivated."

"Brother Xiao, let's look for clues separately."

Yin Zhen Zhu Wu carefully looked at the cross section of the broadsword, and then carefully compared the cross section of the Sun Burial Knife. He couldn't help but frown and said, "How can they be so similar?"

"Devil, you just have to fight to the end. By the way, bring that wolf cub over to me and take action."

"Well... what did you see, Uncle Wolf?"

"Indeed, but I'm not asking you to see the opponent's sword skills, but the cross-section of the Sun Burial Sword."

"Hmm... I heard that Tianyue in the underworld has the method of blood sacrifice of divine weapons. He should have used a similar method, but I don't have the corresponding method. I also didn't expect that the ghost tribe has similar secret techniques."

"Ah."

Xiao Zhongjian is not a good talker, and neither is Hen Changfeng.

Zhu Wencangri is very talkative, but he hates Changfeng, which is his calm side.

The two of them didn't talk much along the way. At this time, they just said one sentence and each found a direction to explore.

Except for the temperature, Qinggeng Lengfeng is very similar to Aofeng. It is severely cold, windy and snowy, with birds flying away and people disappearing. Hen Changfeng and Xiao Zhongjian have been searching for it for a long time, but they have not found any clues.

Of course, if Hen Changfeng really wants to find it, he can use the Ghost King's evil eye to scan it and immediately discover the formation that Xuanzong has set up here.

But he can't.

He neither wanted to be discovered by Xuanzong's people, nor did he want to be noticed by the people sent by Fu Yingshi.

He neither wanted to argue with Xuanzong's people, nor did he want to confront his compatriots.

The other demons, whether they were Yama Mo Hanba, Nine Disasters, or Fu Yingshi, all had no hesitation in sacrificing their own kind. But Hen Changfeng didn't think that the demon was just a consumable used for invasion and conquest, although the demon was indeed like this, a slave created by Emperor Qi Tian.

Then he will resist even more.

Not killing compatriots is the bottom line for Hat Chang Feng.

Hen Changfeng was somewhat helpless. In the end, he was still escaping.

If in the end, he really escapes to a dead end, what should he do then?

Xiao Zhongjian didn't know how he felt about Changfeng.

He didn't paddle, but after searching for a long time and finding no clues, he didn't get anxious.

After all, the invisible sword doesn't really need the Chaos Rock Pool, he just needs to let people know that he does.

After another long time, Xiao Zhongjian suddenly stopped.

He felt an unusual aura.

A pair of hostile eyes stared at him hidden in the snow.

Xiao Zhongjian stood still, relaxed his posture, and showed that he was not hostile at all, but just when he was about to speak, he saw a black shadow suddenly rushing towards him.

The black shadow is covered with fur, but if you look closely, you can see that it is fur. It is a person, but it has a green face and fangs. It uses all four limbs, as fierce as a bear, as strong as a wolf. In the blink of an eye, it rushes to the sword in the flute, and pounces with a pair of sharp claws. Come!

"Brother, wait a minute!"

With a single wave of the sword in the flute, the power of the Xu Zi Jue was drawn in an area, and the person who was as fierce as a ferocious beast was deflected.

"Roar!"

This ferocious beast-like man roared and continued to attack.

Xiao Zhongjian continued to block and dodge. After ten rounds, it was finally determined that this person was unable to communicate at all.

But this man looks like a wild man, but his fur is carefully cut, and the energy in his attacks shows traces of his practice.

This man is not alone.

It's better to subdue it first... Xiao Zhongjian just had such an idea.

He noticed that a breath was coming quickly, and he appeared directly, shot out several qi energy, and repeled the beast-like vicious man. He said "Brother, follow me" again, and then decisively pulled away.

Xiao Zhongjian was slightly startled, then chased after him.

Not long after, he saw a scribe dressed in white and holding a plum blossom waiting for him in front.

"The aurora quenches the spring cold, and the fragrance spreads thousands of miles away. There are only a few people in ancient Shu, and a single cold plum tree is withered."

This man was quite elegant. He recited a poem first and then said, "I'm Lengxiang Yijianmei. What do you call me brother?"

"The sword in the flute."

Xiao Zhongjian was cold and distant, but Yi Jianmei didn't care at all, "Brother Xiao came to Qinggeng Lengfeng, did you also come to visit the hermit at Wangtian Ancient House?"

Wangtian Ancient House, hermits and strange people... Dao Wuxiang only told Xiao Zhongjian about the Chaos Rock Pool, and Xiao Zhongjian had just learned this information.

"I was just passing by by chance."

"Brother Xiao seems to be wary of me, but what Brother Xiao should be careful about is that strange man. That strange man doesn't like to be disturbed, and Brother Xiao has personally experienced the consequences of disturbing him."

"Thank you for reminding me, I will be careful."

Xiao Zhongjian nodded and turned back.

Yi Jianmei had no intention of letting him go, "Brother Xiao, why would you refuse someone thousands of miles away?"

However, before he finished speaking, Xiao Zhongjian's figure flashed and disappeared.

Yi Jianmei's expression was full of doubts, "Xiao Zhongjian, who once fought against the Six Disasters Canglong and was rescued by Dao Invisible, has such strength. Why did he come to Qinggeng Leng Peak? Hmm..."

(End of this chapter)