As the so-called connoisseur makes a move, he will know if there is one.

Mu Parallel's flowing technique immediately attracted all his eyes, but he saw that his hands were like butterflies among flowers, shuttling back and forth, and one prohibition after another was directly integrated into the flying sword.

From the material to the blank, and then from the blank to the finished product, and finally polishing in one go.

Until he extinguished the flames, branded his blood, and put away the remaining materials, everyone was still immersed in his technique as if he were playing a symphony.

It is not so much that he is refining the flying sword, but that he is upgrading Xue Wuji, and while everyone is stunned, Xue Wuxian will be integrated into this flying sword.

cheating in front of so many weapon kings, only he, the instrument emperor, can do it.

I remember that when refining Snow Without a Trace, he had entered the hidden prohibition, and had secretly snatched the karmic fire red lotus coveted by the demon clan and the Zerg clan with a flying sword.

However, the concealment prohibition on the Snow Traceless only worked on the Yuanying Monk, who gave birth to a divine consciousness that could be easily recognized.

This time, he also entered a more complicated concealment prohibition, and his spiritual power became stronger twice, and this concealment prohibition was like the black robe of the Black Shirt Sect and the battle armor of the Stinky Chrysanthemum Clan, even if the Avatar Monk wanted to find out, it would take a lot of effort.

"Ding!"

After dripping a drop of his own blood into the snow without a trace, the flying sword let out a happy sound, as if it had been given life, and cheered around Mu Ping.

At this moment, the pillar of incense had just burned two-thirds of it.

"His Royal Highness Mu Ping, can you lend me the flying sword and wait for a look?"

Leng Feng swallowed a mouthful of spit and spoke respectfully.

"Absolutely. ”

Mu Ping's mind moved, and the snow flew directly three feet in front of Leng Feng without a trace, suspended in mid-air.

This is the difference between the bloodline ban and the spiritual ban, the spiritual ban needs to be urged, the bloodline ban only needs one thought, and the snow is immediately implemented.

It would be even more perfect if there was another Sword Spirit.

"Eight...... Eight Grade True Weapons?"

As soon as the flying sword was in his hands, Leng Feng immediately saw that what Mu Ping had refined was actually an eight-grade real weapon, which was something that only the old man of the Instrument Alliance could refine.

"Hula", the other three six-grade weapon kings surrounded together, holding the snow without a trace.

"Whew-"

Zang Shui let out a long breath, put away the beast fire, put away the remaining materials, and then reached out to hold the azure flying sword he had refined.

With a "click", a stick of incense just burned out.

I have to say that Zang Shui's refining weapon kung fu can be called superior, a flying sword refined with ordinary materials, it looks very good, and the grade has also reached the sixth grade, which is the best real weapon he has refined in recent years.

"Go!"

With a wave of his hand, the blue flying sword flew out directly, and with a "poof", the white marble pillar that was more than two adults hugging each other was broken through a hole half a foot in diameter from the middle, and the flying sword flashed. It wasn't until it fell into his hands that the debris in the pillars poured out, and the main hall suddenly became smoky.

"Hmph, boy, ugly monster, what if you have Nine Heavens Cold Iron and Snow Ying Chalcedony, can you still have the high level of refining weapons of this king?"

Zang Shui spewed out two thick white gases from his nostrils.

Mu Pinglu didn't like it, "This old thing has a heart, it's not good to test where the flying sword is, but it's really hateful to damage the columns, this is obviously the rhythm of not putting yourself in your eyesight." ”

A ruffian smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, and he said, "Elder Zang, it's a coincidence, you and I are both refining flying swords, how about it, how about a competition?"

"This ...... No!"

Leng Feng blurted out and hurriedly gave Zang Shui a look.

But Zang Shui didn't seem to see it, and said arrogantly: "Compare and compare, who is afraid of whom?" Elder Ben really doesn't believe that I, a dignified instrument king, will lose to you, a hairy boy, just let you know that there are people outside the world, and there are heavens outside the sky. ”

As he spoke, he swung his flying sword and attacked Mu Ping directly.

"Whew!"

The flying sword made a sound of breaking through the air, and with a beautiful tail, it turned into a blue light and struck straight at Mu Ping's throat.

The initial cultivation of the first layer of the god is not hidden at all.

This is a test flying sword, and it is clearly the life of Mu Ping.

"Come and don't be rude. ”

A touch of ruthlessness flashed in Mu Ping's eyes, "Since this old thing has killed himself, he must teach him a lesson no matter what." ”

His eyes closed slightly, his mind moved, and he was being grasped in the hand by a Yuan Infant Ninth Layer Peak Perfection Cultivator, called appreciation, but the snow that he actually controlled turned into a black light, and went straight to the blue flying sword.

With a "choking" sound, the blue flying sword responded from the tip of the sword to the hilt of the sword, and it was split in half, and it fell to the ground. Xue Wuxian did not stop, and also stabbed at Zang Shui's throat.

"Ahh

Zang Shui let out an exclamation as if he had just woken up from a dream, and his body suddenly floated up, and he began to circle around the main hall, but the snow was always three inches in front of his neck, neither attacking nor retreating.

Zang Shui had never felt that death was so close to him, and he even felt that as long as he took even a few tenths of a breath slowly, this body would be destroyed immediately.

He spread his hands and jumped up and down around the main hall like a frightened bird, which was extremely funny.

"His Royal Highness Mu Ping, please stop!"

Leng Feng clenched his fists and bowed forty-five degrees.

"Humph!"

Mu Ping snorted coldly, according to his temper, the other party had already moved to kill, so there was no reason to let it go easily.

However, Leng Feng opened his mouth, how can this face be given, but Zang Shui has already been on his blacklist, and sooner or later, this old boy will have to get rid of him.

His mind moved, and the snow suddenly disappeared without a trace.

"Boom!"

Zang Shui's well-maintained black hair fell one after another, and his whole head became a bald scoop in an instant.

"Shhhh

Touching his head, Zang Shui gasped, he knew that he had been closed in the ghost gate for a while, if it weren't for the mercy of the ugly monsters, he would have to explain here today.

"Boy, I have to kill you today!"

Thinking of this, he rushed out, opened his right palm, and slapped it directly at Mu Ping, and the initial cultivation of the first layer of the god was used by him one hundred and two percent.

"Elder Zang can't!"

Leng Feng shouted, but it was still too late.

But seeing Zhang Yu's big pitch-black palm shadow, Mu Ping was directly enveloped in it.

The other three kings clasped their hands on their arms, smiling, and watched from the wall.

They knew this hot-tempered, small-bellied, and retributive Elder Zang very well, and offending him was equivalent to stepping into the ghost gate with half a foot.

All of this is a long story, but it can happen between lightning and flint, from Zang Shui's sneak attack on Mu Ping with a flying sword, to Mu Ping's return attack and shattering the flying sword, to Xue Wuxian chasing Zang Shui and finally shaving off his black hair, to Zang Shui's anger and launching a deadly palm attack on Mu Ping, only fifty breaths have passed in between.

"Plop!"

The smoke cleared, and everyone's mouths opened sharply.