"Whew!"

"Whew!"

On the martial arts field, Jun Changxiao used the nine-style stacked wave sword, bringing up layers of sword shadows, which can be described as flowing clouds and water, gorgeous and colorful!

"So handsome!"

"The Sect Master is like dancing!"

The disciples standing next to them were amazed.

"Boom!"

After a while, Jun Chang stopped laughing, put the sword into the sheath in a dashing manner, and said with a face full of relief: "The Han Feng Sword that was re-injected into the soul by the Fan Hall Master is really better than before!"

In the sword test just now, he could feel that the sword and himself seemed to have the same mind, especially when he used the sword moves, he felt very handy, and the improvement effect in all aspects was very obvious!

If the disciples are all equipped with this soul-infusing weapon, the overall strength will definitely be stronger.

During this trip to Yuzhou in the East China Sea, Jun Changxiao thought that obtaining the Zhenwei Emperor's space ring and various martial arts resources in the treasury was the biggest gain.

Now it seems.

Master Fan is truly priceless!

"Qingyang!"

Jun Changxiao waved his hand, threw the reshaped Han Feng Sword over, and said loudly: "Try the sword!"

"Yes!"

Li Qingyang flew from a distance, held it on the hilt of the sword, and landed lightly on the martial arts field, and then cast the nine-style stacked wave sword until it gathered the ninth style, forming a sword qi that was unparalleled and slashed down!

"Boom ————"

The ground is cracked, and the sword marks are revealed!

"Sect Master!"

Li Qingyang stood with his sword in his hand and said in surprise: "This sword seems to be better than before." ”

In the next second, the smile froze, looking at the floor that was destroyed by himself, and he suddenly clutched his chest in pain.

can make the second disciple can't help but destroy the martial arts arena he built himself, which shows how good the cold blade sword injected into the soul is!

......

Fan Yezi didn't rest, and he had entered a state of intoxication in reshaping weapons.

To be careful, this guy is also a madman like the Emperor Zhenwei, but madness is madness in casting.

In just a few days.

Hundreds of cold weapons have been reshaped, infused into the soul of love.

The disciples all held the soul-infused Hanfeng Sword, and whether they were practicing the sword on weekdays or in the competition, they could feel that they had some kind of subtle connection with the weapon.

Of course.

The most obvious effect is none other than the defensive equipment such as the Cloud Piercing Knife and the Xuantie Shield.

Indeed, it is as Jun Changxiao thought.

Fan Yezi is truly priceless!

His arrival and the reshaping of weapons and equipment greatly enhanced the combat effectiveness of the Ten Thousand Ancient Sect.

If you look at it only from an individual point of view, the effect may not be outstanding, but all 70,000 disciples are replaced with soul-infused equipment, and the comprehensive improvement is very significant!

And this is only the primary level of weapons and equipment, the more advanced True Yang Set, and the Dragon Tooth series of weapons, are waiting for Fan Yezi to inject into the soul, and the increase rate will probably be even higher at that time.

"Earned, earned!"

Jun Changxiao felt extremely glad that he was able to go to the East China Sea Yuzhou and save Master Fan at the expense of a large number of chapters, because the latter's help to the sect was continuous and permanent!

I also have to thank Wei Lao and others.

If it weren't for the suggestion that the sect master go to the rescue, with the character of hanging high and hanging on with the dog's rest, he might not be too lazy to go to the sea.

Therefore, for a large sect that is professional enough, the sect master may not be able to think through many things, and the role and suggestions of the high-level are also very important!

In addition to being handsome to the sky, Jun Changxiao is not a perfect person.

Wei Lao and other high-level leaders made up for his shortcomings in some aspects when necessary, and were not ambiguous in major matters, so that they could construct the strongest sect in the true sense of the ages.

......

Foundry Hall.

Jun Changxiao took out his guidance, then put it on the casting table, and said, "Can this thing be injected into the soul?"

System: "......"

is already obscene enough, if the soul is injected again, wouldn't it be obscene to the sky and the sun side by side!

Fan Yezi stepped forward, took the strangely shaped pointing Jiangshan in his hand, his eyes widened wider and wider, and he was shocked with a strong shock, and said, "This ...... This ......"

"That's right. ”

Jun Chang smiled: "On top of the gods." ”

"Poof!"

Fan Yezi sat directly on the ground, his hands trembling violently, and said, "The sect master can actually refine weapons above the gods!"

His current level can only cast the level of divine products, and he must have strong ores, as for the top of the divine products, it is not that he has not tested it, but he failed in the East China Sea Yuzhou.

Jun Chang smiled and said: "This is cast by the two predecessors of the cadre and Mo Xie before their deaths. ”

"Not bad. ”

The system said: "I still want to nod my face." ”

"I see!"

Fan Yezi's fluctuating heart suddenly calmed down a lot.

If it was really a young man in his early twenties who forged a divine weapon, it would be too appalling!

"Sect Master. ”

After Fan Yezi looked at it carefully, he said: "This weapon is still impeccable in terms of workmanship, but it still lacks a soul, as for whether it can be injected into the soul, you need to try it to know." ”

"Then let's try. ”

"Probably...... It takes a long time. ”

High-level equipment remodeling requires greater effort, and it is by no means like the Cold Edge Sword, which can mass-produce hundreds of pieces a day.

......

"This ...... This ......"

Fan Yezi was stunned and shocked again.

Because he was in the secret realm of time and space, and learned from the mouth of the sect master that there was time acceleration here, fifty days inside, and only one day in the outside world!

"Smack!"

After feeling the pain in the face, he said, "It's not a dream...... It's not a dream!"

Hey, the dignified contemporary casting master, after entering the Ten Thousand Ancient Sect, except for the time when reshaping weapons, can still remain normal, the rest of the time is spent in shock, and it is really difficult for him.

"Hall Master Fan. ”

Jun Chang smiled and said, "This weapon will be handed over to you to reshape." ”

"Hmm!"

Master Fan hurriedly released the Casting Qi, and then gathered a full five iron hammers, and then got busy day and night.

It was indeed very difficult to inject souls into the weapons above the divine products, and it took a month to succeed, and the results were not very satisfactory.

"Sect Master. ”

Fan Yezi handed over the pointers, shook his head and said, "My ability is limited, I can only reshape a little bit, and the improvement may have little effect." ”

Jun Changxiao said with a smile: "The main reason is that Hall Master Fan lacks materials to practice, and he can't make practice perfect, come, there are still a few divine products here in this seat, you can take them to practice." ”

The three pieces of equipment of Sky Killing Thunder Pattern, Cloud Dream Hero Hide, and Hell Fury were all taken out.

“......”

Fan Yezi almost fainted happily, and then squatted on the casting table like Wang Duoyu, slapping his face wildly.

He was regretting, regretting that he had repeatedly rejected Jun Changxiao's sincere invitation!

If the other party didn't use means to imprison him, but let himself go, wouldn't he miss so many weapons and equipment perfectly, let alone use them for practice and remodeling!

Fan Yezi, Fan Yezi!

You're a bastard, you almost made a terrible mistake!

"Bang! bang!"

The sound of percussion and slapping is staggered, outlining a very beautiful and dynamic rhythm.

......

After handing over the exclusive divine weapons of Li Qingyang and others to Fan Yezi, Jun Changxiao began to think about how to deal with Yuan Gongzi.

"This person went to Yuzhou in the East China Sea to seek refuge in Emperor Zhenwei and establish a great cause. ”

"There you go. ”

Jun Changxiao's eyes lit up, and then he walked into the cell and dragged Yuan Gongzi out without asking for a reason.

"Jun Chang laughs, if you want to kill me, can you give me a decent death!, instead of dragging a dead dog!" Yuan Gongzi roared angrily.

"I'm going to take you to a fun place. Jun Chang smiled.

"Fun place?"

Yuan Gongzi looked dazed, and then saw a formation-like streamer vortex appear in front of him, revealing a gloomy aura.

Is this hell?

"Brush!"

While thinking, Jun Changxiao dragged him into hell...... Oh no, it's a dimensional battlefield!

Fan Yezi, prescribe the right medicine.

Yuan Gongzi, you also have to prescribe the right medicine!