Chapter 92
I felt that the Heaven's Punishment Power in my body was much more refined, and Zhang Feng's mental power was also much stronger. If he diffused his mental power, he could at least see the situation tens of meters around him!This is simply fantastic!Zhang Feng understands that it must be that the mental power was used too frequently just now, which instead caused the spiritual power to be reborn from nirvana and made greater progress than before. If this is the case, then in the future, will the power increase faster if the power of heaven is used more? ?It seems that I must try it when I have time.

Just as he was about to leave, he suddenly remembered what Liu Zhiyi had entrusted to him. Since he had promised him, he must help, so Zhang Feng sat down tirelessly and suspended the few remaining materials into the air one by one. Step by step, first melt it with sky fire, then condense it into shape, and then enter it into the earth evil command, but this time I am afraid that the previous desperate suction method will appear, so one link is missing, that is, inputting the sky punishment force.After only a short while of practice, the sword was cast, but it was a bit strange, it was obviously made of the same material, but why did the sword shine coldly, without the fire?
Give the sword to Liu Zhiyi first, otherwise it would be too dazzling to just take it to school.Zhang Feng didn't go to that apartment because according to Liu Zhiyi, he usually spends his time at the Panjiayuan Antique Market. He does not participate in business, his son is in charge of those things, and he is only in the antique market, hoping to meet a descendant of a martial artist who will come to sell the weapons handed down from his ancestors.

After arriving at Liu Zhiyi's shop, the shop was turned on, and he was still sitting there reading the newspaper and drinking tea. When he saw Zhang Feng coming, he greeted him with a smile, "Xiao Zhang, what's the matter? Is it the material?" Not enough, this is a bit difficult to handle, there are too few Liuhe steels, and I don’t have much, but wait a little longer, the field mining team I sent out recently dug a large crystal mine, maybe they will be mined. "

Zhang Feng smiled: "Old man, the sword has been forged, and I'm here to give you the sword."

"What, give me a sword?" Liu Zhiyi was startled, "It took only three days, and you have finished the sword?" Liu Zhiyi has read from the classics that it takes only ten days for the sect to make a decent sword. Half a month is absolutely impossible. If it is a good sword, then half a year is possible. If a sword is made in three days, is it the quality of ordinary blacksmithing?

Zhang Feng wondered, "Three days? No, I left at noon today, and it's only been five hours since I got here."

"You left from my place at noon the day before yesterday. How can you say it only took five hours?!" Liu Zhiyi's heart sank and he was broken. Isn't this kid out of his mind? "Take out the sword and let me have a look." Now he can only ask the gods and Buddhas to bless him, otherwise, his good things will be ruined by this lunatic in front of him!

Zhang Feng put down the sword, and untied the canvas wrapping the sword layer by layer in front of him.

Seeing a flash of cold light, Liu Zhiyi was dumbfounded on the spot, staring dumbfounded at the gleaming sword, unable to recover...

(End of this chapter)

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