Fang Mo sat in front of a huge furnace, putting the blue iron ore and other materials into the furnace.

The furnace was specially applied for by Ryuzo, and it was able to reach two thousand degrees in a short time, just enough to melt the blue iron ore.

With Fang Mo's current cultivation, it is not impossible to melt the blue iron ore, but it requires continuous refining for a long time, and the effect cannot be guaranteed, if you want to successfully build a magic weapon long sword, it is very necessary to use the power of science and technology.

Except for the furnace, the other auxiliary materials were all applied for by Long San, which could be regarded as a reward for Fang Mo for escorting back the top-secret documents of the Shadow Song Country, as for the high-tech equipment that Rose brought back, compared to the top-secret documents, it was nothing.

Of course, in Long San's opinion, these returns were far from enough, and he was still having a headache about what convenience to provide to Fang Mo before he was embarrassed to let Fang Mo help when he encountered a problem.

The blue iron ore in the furnace has been melted, the impurities contained in it have disappeared under the high temperature, and the other auxiliary materials have already melted, Fang Mo separated a wisp of fire attribute aura and carefully controlled the auxiliary materials to fuse into the blue iron ore, and then poured the metal solution fused together into the mold prepared in advance, and then took out the black water essence, and with his right hand played the magic trick, a water attribute aura drilled into it, and the water attribute spiritual power contained in it was channeled into the metal solution.

The Star Source Sword Spirit, which had been waiting for a long time next to him, suddenly moved, and flew into the metal solution, he was a spirit body, and it would not be affected by the temperature.

His task was to guide the water-attribute aura to carve the formation within the sword body before the metal solution cooled, enhance the power of the long sword, and finally reach the magic weapon level.

I saw a light blue light constantly wandering in the metal solution, bringing out one complex pattern after another, Fang Mo was not idle at this time, running the Five Elements Forging Body Decision, converting all the spiritual energy in the body into water attribute spiritual energy and inputting it into the metal solution, constantly replenishing the consumption of spiritual energy.

A quarter of an hour later, the Xingyuan Sword Spirit flew out, Fang Mo let out a light snort, and the metal solution that had already become the shape of a long sword burst out with bursts of blue light, and the formation was completed!

Finally, the long sword was put into the condensation room, and after a short time the long sword cooled, Fang Mo picked up the long sword and swung it a few times, observing it carefully.

The sword body is one meter and two meters long, three centimeters wide, and only two millimeters thick, because it has not yet been polished, the sword body is black, glowing with a faint blue light, and the two blades are not opened, but it gives people a sense of coldness.

The wrist trembled, the sword body sounded slightly, and the faintly visible ripples were swinging in the air, infusing the aura, and the sword body emitted a water-blue light, adding a little more flexibility to the sharpness, and with the formation in the sword body, the control was from the heart, and it actually gave birth to a feeling like an arm making a finger.

Fang Mo nodded slightly, with the help of the Xingyuan Sword Spirit, this long sword had already reached the middle grade of magic weapons, which was definitely extremely rare on the earth.

The Xingyuan Sword Spirit scoffed at this, "Isn't it just a medium-grade magic weapon? What's the big deal? Uncle, I'm the artifact of the Xingyuan Sword, and the best spirit weapon that has been cut off is not a thousand but eight hundred, this kind of goods is not worth my shot, uncle!"

Fang Mo held the long sword, his aura was stimulated, the sword seemed to be spitting out, and his face was like a smile, "Or, you try?"

The Xingyuan Sword Spirit shuddered and hurriedly drilled into the Xingchen Origin.

Don't be kidding, it's true that he is the Xingyuan Sword Spirit, and the cut spirit weapon is not a thousand but eight hundred, and it is not fake, but the problem is that the Xingyuan Sword has been destroyed, and the strength of his sword spirit is not one in ten, and he is not afraid of physical damage, but he can't ignore the damage of aura.

"Fang Mo, your uncle, just helped you refine a medium-grade magic weapon, and you turned your face and didn't recognize anyone?"

Fang Mo laughed, took the long sword in his hand, and got up to leave.

A day later, Ryuuji came to the nameless mountain where Fang Mo lived.

"Brother Fang Mo, I heard that you just built a long sword, so I came over to take a look. ”

Fang Mo glanced at Long Er, only to see that Long Er was covered with armor all over his body, and even his head was wearing a helmet, his already tall figure was even more sturdy, and he was carrying a thick knife behind him, and his whole body was dark.

"Let's do it. ”

Fang Mo pulled out the long sword that had been polished, and the tip of the sword rose upward, faintly pointing at the throat of Long Er.

Ryuuji's attitude was already so obvious, how could he not see it?

Long Er in the armor suddenly felt a chill in his neck, and understood that this was the fatal feeling that Fang Mo brought to himself with the long sword, he didn't dare to be careless, but laughed loudly, "Okay! Brother Fang Mo, be careful!"

After saying that, Long Er's right foot stepped out hard, flames suddenly appeared at the heels of his feet, the speed suddenly became faster, and his right fist stretched out flat and hit Fang Mo's door, implying several changes.

Fang Mo's body didn't move, the long sword instantly hit Long Er's right fist, and the light sword body couldn't help trembling, dissolving the huge force on Long Er's fist, and at the same time sealing all the subsequent changes of Long Er's punch.

Long Erxin felt something, his right fist was against the tip of the sword, and his left fist slammed out, and the target was still Fang Mo's face.

Fang Mo didn't dodge or dodge, the long sword abandoned Long Er's right fist, and actually stabbed straight out, pointing at Long Er's throat, before Long Er's fist hit Fang Mo, Fang Mo's long sword would pierce Long Er's throat first!

If someone else used this kind of move, Ryuuji wouldn't pay attention to it at all, because not everyone could pierce his battle armor with a long sword, but Fang Mo was different, he didn't dare to use his own battle armor to test whether Fang Mo's long sword was sharp.

In desperation, he changed his move, and his body jumped backwards in order to avoid Fang Mo's long sword, but he didn't expect Fang Mo's long sword to be faster, giving up the vital point of his throat, and bringing up a blue light that bent at an incredible angle to block the route of his backward jump, the blade glowing with cold light happened to be at the back of his neck, if he continued to jump back, he would hit the blade of the long sword!

This Nima is also a long sword, and the soft sword can't do it to this extent, okay?

Long Er roared in his heart, but the other person was already in the air, and he had no power to borrow, so he could only activate the power assist system in his left hand, a flash of fire flashed, and Long Er's body shifted to the right, narrowly avoiding Fang Mo's long sword.

Without waiting for him to take a breath, Fang Mo's long sword stabbed out again, the sword light condensed into a point at first, and suddenly exploded in an instant, as if the sky was full of sword shadows, Long Er was horrified in his heart, and he actually felt that he couldn't dodge, his hands helped the system to stimulate with all his might, the palm of his hand burst into flames, and his body quickly retreated, first avoiding Fang Mo's attack momentum.

After retreating for more than ten meters, Ryuuji stabilized his body and took off the heavy long knife behind him, "......Yes!

He stopped before he finished speaking, because Fang Mo actually put away his long sword and had no intention of making a move, and even more because he felt a strand of hair falling from his forehead, but he was covered by the cold sweat that suddenly appeared.

Is Lao Tzu so special?

I'm wearing a helmet, I'm covered in armor, why is my hair cut off?

Fang Mo, you kid don't bring anything like this, right?!