The System Is Too Pampering, And Rewards Are Given In Various Ways.

Shock!

The man in golden robe and Chu Tianba, the Martial Saint of Da Chu Town, could not help but be shocked. They stared at Ling Feng with deep fear in their eyes!

"Who is this young man? He actually has such strength?!"

"Firebeard is a top martial artist no matter what, but he was whipped out without any resistance. This person's strength is too terrifying!"

"The most important thing is his age... How can such a young man have such strength? Even if he started practicing martial arts in his mother's womb, it wouldn't be such an exaggeration!"

Thoughts flashed through the hearts of the third prince and Chu Tianba.

At this time.

The firebeard who was knocked into the pond rushed out, bursting out with True Qi.

The strong and overbearing fire surged out, evaporating the surrounding pond water, and even the fish in the pond were cooked directly.

A good pond turned into a pot of fish soup.

Ling Feng shook his head, "What a waste of natural resources."

"Boy, the matter between me and Hidden Sword Villa has nothing to do with you, why do you want to interfere?" Firebeard said coldly.

He also saw that Ling Feng's strength was no longer simple, so he did not dare to act rashly.

"Oh, I just intervened if I wanted to. What can you do?"

Ling Feng asked, tilting his head.

It looks like the young master is happy and the young master is happy.

Huo Beard's face turned livid with anger. He looked at Chu Tianba next to him, and Chu Tianba gradually exuded a strong coercion. He said lightly: "I came here today to help Master Huo settle a case." wishful thinking.”

"Feng Zhengyang, it's best if you agree to compete with him at Hidden Sword Villa. If you don't agree, then don't blame me for making a big fuss at Hidden Sword Villa today!"

The Sword Intent on him keeps rising, and the sword pressure is so strong that it gradually suppresses Feng Zhengyang. He is obviously not an ordinary Martial Saint!

"Martial Saint is indeed a very important person!"

"This person's cultivation level is at least the fourth level of Martial Saint, or even the fifth level! If I fight with him, I will lose more than I win!"

Feng Zhengyang thought to himself.

Feng Xiangzi, who was next to him, also saw this and stood up, "Firebeard, you want to compete with me in making swords, then I'll help you!"

"Hahaha, okay!"

Fire Beard laughed loudly, "I want to add another condition. If anyone loses, he will cut off his arms on the spot and never forge a sword!"

Everyone was in an uproar.

I didn’t expect Firebeard’s bet to be so big.

Feng Xiangzi's eyes darkened and he snorted: "Okay, as you wish!"

"Master, are you sure?"

Feng Zhengyang asked with a frown.

"I am the number one swordsmith of Hidden Sword Villa. Fire Beard cannot be my opponent! He couldn't beat me back then, and it's the same now!"

Feng Xiangzi had confidence on his face.

Looking at Ling Feng next to him, he always felt that this Master Feng had planted a flag for himself. This declaration, no matter how you look at it, is the rhythm of losing.

"Maybe I've read too many novels."

Ling Feng muttered.

soon.

Feng Xiangzi and Huo Huozi came to the Sword Cottage of Cangjian Villa.

This is the place where swords are made in the villa, and there are all kinds of casting materials.

The two sides looked at each other and began to forge swords without saying a word.

Ling Feng and others watched from the sidelines.

I saw that these two swordsmiths were constantly using their tricks, displaying various sword-making techniques, which dazzled everyone who saw them.

A piece of dark iron was continuously beaten into shape in their hands.

The sound of iron striking echoed throughout the Jianlu.

Every sound carries a strange rhythm.

As swordsmen, everyone couldn't help but feel a sense of satisfaction in their hearts as they watched the sword gradually take shape, and they watched with fascination.

suddenly.

Firebeard took out a blood-red bead from his arms and threw it into the sword-making furnace. A scarlet bloody aura suddenly spread out!

"That's the Blood Bead of All Souls!!"

"Fire Beard, not only do you not repent, you still use human lives to forge swords, but you go even further and use the blood beads of all souls that can be condensed from the blood of tens of thousands of people to forge swords. You are simply a beast!!"

Feng Zhengyang said angrily.

But Firebeard didn't care, with a hint of madness on his face, "Haha, as long as I can beat you and prove that I am the best swordsmith in the world, what does the blood and blood of these mere ten thousand people mean to me?! "

After saying that, he began to integrate the power of the blood beads of all spirits into the sword embryo in his hand.

The sword gradually turned blood red.

There was a terrifying coercion.

In a daze, everyone saw countless innocent souls wrapped around the sword. They couldn't help but feel their scalps numb and their eyes were horrified.

Ling Feng also took a look, but his expression was quite strange.

That's it?

It took thousands of people's blood and essence to refine such a sword at such a high price?

It looks like...

So-so.

Ling Feng felt that if he was allowed to forge it, he could create a weapon much stronger than this sword even without using the Ten Thousand Spirits Blood Beads.

It seems that this is the level of Fire Beard.

Let’s take a look at Feng Xiangzi’s side.

The other party is wholeheartedly focused on the sword in his hand and is not affected.

But in Ling Feng's opinion, his casting skills are just that.

Just a little bit better than Firebeard.

But now that Firebeard has used the All Souls Blood Bead, he is in danger.

Another hour passed.

The swords in their hands have been forged.

The whole body was blood red, exuding evil aura.

The light of the sword was restrained, shrouded in a deep chill.

Although the sword has been cast, how to evaluate the quality has become a problem. The people present at the Sword Hidden Villa will naturally side with Feng Xiangzi, so their evaluation will not count.

"If you want to evaluate which sword is better, it couldn't be simpler. Just use these two swords to strike against each other. Wouldn't that be enough?"

At this time, Chu Tianba said lightly.

"Hehe, Chu Martial Saint is right!"

"Feng Xiangzi, do you dare?"

Firebeard looked at Feng Xiangzi provocatively, and the other person raised his eyebrows, "What are you afraid of! Come on!!"

The two of them each took their own swords and struck at each other hard.

A sonorous sound!

The two swords collided with each other, making a strong sound of gold and iron.

Huo Beard and Feng Xiangzi each took two steps back.

The sword in his hand buzzed and trembled.

Then they struck again.

There was another violent sound of gold and iron.

And this time...

The sword in Feng Xiangzi's hand just... broke! !

"Hahaha, Feng Xiangzi, you are defeated!"

"I am the best swordsmith in the world!"

Firebeard's long-cherished wish came true and he was ecstatic.

Feng Xiangzi looked at the broken sword in his hand and couldn't help but look stunned. Then he smiled bitterly and said, "Yes, I lost."

"Master Feng, you are not defeated. It is Huo Beard who is shameless. He actually used the blood beads of all spirits to forge a sword. He is so cruel and heartless. He will get retribution one day!"

"That's right, Master Feng, when it comes to sword-making skills, you definitely didn't lose! You just lost because you were too kind. Otherwise, if you get a Myriad Spirit Blood Bead to refine the sword, it would definitely be thousands of times stronger than the one refined by Firebeard! "

"good."

Everyone talked a lot and comforted Feng Xiangzi.

Firebeard's face darkened, and he snorted coldly: "No matter what you say, it's useless. If you lose, you lose. Feng Xiangzi, just cut off your arms!"

"good!"

Feng Xiangzi gritted his teeth and was willing to admit defeat. He picked up the broken sword and slashed at his other arm!

But at this time, two fingers stretched out from the side and clamped the sword.

Ling Feng's voice sounded slowly, "It doesn't matter if you lose, I'll just help you win it back."