The Strongest Little White Face of Martial Arts

"You just stay here and watch! You just need to start! Don't ruin the good clothes!"

Li Tiejiang glanced at the gorgeous dress, shook his head and said.

Although You Ruo keeps saying that Hua Qiangu is her senior sister, in Li Tiejiang's eyes, You Ruo is more like a lady of a big family, while Hua Qiangu, in Li Tiejiang's eyes, is just a good-looking girl. Like a wild girl.

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This is no wonder Li Tiejiang, he is just a mortal, in his eyes, the difference in strength between You Ruo and Hua Qiangu is invisible.

On the contrary, it was the difference in clothing between the two that made Li Tiejiang respect You Ruo even more.

"This fire is still not enough!"

After setting You Ruo down, Tiejiang Li glanced at the furnace fire that had turned blue, and said to Hua Qiangu unceremoniously.

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You Ruo took a cautious look at Hua Qiangu, fearing that her senior sister would get angry because of Li Tiejiang's doggy eyes.

Hua Qiangu didn't have any dissatisfaction, she just looked up at the fire, then lowered her head, continued to mobilize her spiritual power, and began to heat up the stove.

Blacksmith Li kept adding hearthstones to the furnace until the color of the flames turned white, and finally a gleam of joy appeared in his eyes.

Although Li Tiejiang is a mortal, he has spent half his life in forging swords here. Seeing that he might once again forge a peerless sword, he is more and more looking forward to it.

Looking at the fire in the furnace, which was the color of karmic fire, Hua Qiangu's face flashed a little pride.

Sure enough, he is still very powerful!

"This cold iron will probably take three days to melt!" Chu Heng glanced at the cold iron in the furnace that had begun to change color, and said softly.

Blacksmith Li looked at Chu Heng in surprise, but he didn't expect that Chu Heng could see that the cold iron in the furnace was melting properly, so he couldn't help being a little surprised, "Even I can't see it, but you can?"

"Know a thing or two!" Chu Heng smiled.

With the system in his body, how could Chu Heng not be able to see a treasure of the level of cold iron. .

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Chapter [-] Koike Sword

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Three days later, the cold iron finally began to soften slowly.

The current strength of Huaqian Mushroom is really unable to maintain the flame in the furnace for a long time. On the second day, Chu Heng took over Huaqian Mushroom to raise the temperature of the furnace's medium fire.

Blacksmith Li pulled out the cold iron and began to beat violently!

"Ding!" With a hammer down, the change in the cold iron is almost invisible!

"Unexpectedly, the strength of this cold iron is far beyond the old man's estimate!" Blacksmith Li muttered, and the next moment, he hammered even harder and hit the cold iron.

The so-called forging a sword is a process of tempering and tempering, and the Qinggang in Chu Heng's hands is also forged in the same way.

"The gods were cast in the hands of the ancients, and they were first proposed after hundreds of refinements."

That piece of cold iron was heated and forged by Blacksmith Li desperately, but it slowly began to take the shape of a sword body.

You Ruo on the side opened his eyes wide, fearing that he might miss the scene, it's not because You Ruo was nervous, Qinggang Jianxin psychic had already planted a trace of yearning in You Ruo's heart.

This hammer lasted for three days, and the impurities in the cold iron, as well as the yin and cold air contained in the cold iron, were all knocked out bit by bit by Tiejiang Li's hammer and hammer.

If a cultivator read it, he would definitely say that Chu Heng was tyrannical. The coldness contained in a precious material like cold iron is a magic weapon that can hurt people invisible. (—)

But in Chu Heng's heart, he definitely didn't think so.

A sword is a sword!

If you want cold energy, you can refine magic weapons with ice attributes, the so-called pure formula, a sword, why add those messy functions!

This is also the obsession that Chu Heng picked up again in his heart after returning to martial arts.

Thinking back then in the Lower Realm, Murong Longcheng's talent was not above average, but relying on a single obsession, he was able to compare with all the masters in the world. If Murong Longcheng hadn't practiced hard in the Shaolin Temple for hundreds of years, how could he be able to do so? Such a terrifying cultivation base!

Chu Heng has only one requirement for You Ruo's sword, and that is a pure sword!

One day passed, Li Tiejiang couldn't bear it even though his body was made of iron. He looked at the slightly deformed cold iron sword embryo under the hammer, and continued to beat hard.

Chu Heng saw that Li Tiejiang seemed to pass out at any time, but he took out a elixir for Li Tiejiang to take. Li Tiejiang took the elixir dubiously and smelled a faint fragrance.

"Yangjing Pill is the best way to restore vitality." Chu Heng smiled.

"Little old man will trust you just once. If it is really useless, what will be wasted is your sword." Li Tiejiang thought this through, but swallowed the elixir in one gulp.

"You kid, you really have some skills! No wonder you can subdue the fox demon!" Old man Li suddenly felt that all his fatigue was swept away, and his arms that were a little bit tired suddenly became inexhaustible. .

"Bang!" Li Tiejiang once again struck the cold iron sword embryo with a hammer that was more powerful than before.

In this way, once Li Tiejiang was exhausted, he would immediately take the next elixir, but as time went on, the potency of the elixir became shorter, so that on the third day, Li Tiejiang had to take it every half an hour. The next pill.

Not to mention Li Tiejiang, even Chu Heng, counting the few pills left, began to feel a little worried!

"The sword is completed! Blood sacrifice!" On the evening of the third day after beating the cold iron, seeing that the sword body had basically taken shape, Tiejiang Li hurriedly shouted.

Quenching, sword casting is the last and most important step!

You Ruo was taken aback for a moment, but You Ruo, who was born in a martial arts family, understood the meaning of Li Tiejiang's words in an instant, with a resolute look on his face, but with a wave of a dagger in his hand, on You Ruo's pure white arm, a A long wound appeared, and the instant blood flow was poured onto the cold iron sword embryo by You Ruo.