In Ye Feng's plan this time, he wanted to leave a foreshadowing for victory in the battle a hundred years later, but he couldn't change the historical course of the past hundred years, so his target from the beginning was the Blood Clan or the refining department of the Destiny Dao Immortal Palace, and he first buried the killer he finally wanted there.

Originally, he planned to sneak in as a newcomer first, but he didn't expect to encounter such a script as soon as he came, and he came here with the cold east wind.

Although this place looks a little shabby.

The blood is cold and cold, leaving behind the magic sword to release the soul.

Master Xuanyuan rushed over.

Ye Feng has also discovered a rule over the years, that is, these craftsmen and masters have a problem, as long as they see some techniques that they don't understand, they will excitedly forget who they are.

The beating smelting chief in the Forging Soul Valley is like this, and so is the Xuanyuan Break in front of him.

Speaking of this Xuanyuan Judgment, he can be regarded as the number one person in the refining world of the Pure Land World, Ye Feng knew after a little investigation that the status of this old man was even no less than that of Rong Tianchang's grandfather, and his magical power of refining weapons was also a well-known figure, but it was a pity that he was a little greedy for money, and later he was deceived by the blood clan and brought to this valley, and he stayed for five hundred years.

In the past flow of time, Xuanyuan Duan created dozens of powerful and ferocious demon soldiers for the blood clan, and the demon soldier in the hands of the blood Lin Lin in the current world was also from his handwriting, which can be said to be an indispensable and important figure in the blood clan and even the entire Destiny Immortal Palace.

But from this moment on, Ye Feng was sure that this refining master would obediently start to deviate.

"Boy, who are you, and who did you learn from in the Nine Heavens of Starfall?"

Xuanyuan looked at the forging hammer in Ye Feng's hand with his eyes shining, and felt that he couldn't wait to let Ye Feng perform for him dozens of times on the spot.

Ye Feng put his hands behind his back and didn't care about others, he carefully looked at the working environment of Comrade Lao Duan before and after, and said:

"This place is too unsophisticated, and my master's dog's refining workshop is also stronger than this. ”

Xuanyuan Break: "......"

Little brother, it's heart-piercing.

Lao Duan didn't realize what kind of player he had encountered, he simply felt that the child was a little straight when he spoke, and he didn't take it to heart, and said with a smile:

"Hehe, if you can teach an apprentice like you, then your master is naturally a person who can't talk about, who is he? Maybe I still know ...... old man?"

Ye Feng, still a cat waist smacking all kinds of things, kicked a half-eaten food box next to him with his toes, the food inside was so sticky that it was difficult for anyone to swallow it.

"This is also for people to eat? Master Xuanyuan, everyone is a refiner, why are you living so aggrieved?"

Xuanyuan Break: "......"

It's almost okay, sentence after sentence and heart-wrenching, I can't talk about it anymore.

He smiled stupidly: "Young man, people have to bow their heads under the eaves, and your master has never handed you this?"

"Nope. Ye Feng blinked: "My master has only taught me, the refiner in this world is the master, and the other martial artists are all slaves, and they have no part in kneeling in front of him to speak, they all have to lie on their stomachs." ”

"Huh. Xuanyuan smiled bitterly: "Lao Tzu used to enjoy all the honor, but what can I do when I get to this place, if I don't have such a ability to be a backer, I'm afraid that Lao Tzu would have been sucked dry by that group of vampires!"

"Master Xuanyuan...... You may not have a good brain. ”

Xuanyuan Break: "......"

"Simon has had enough blood, I've put up with you for a long time. Even if you fucking know how to forge a soldier hammer with one hand, you can't talk to Lao Tzu like this, believe it or not, Lao Tzu will kill you with a hammer!!"

"What kind of ability is it to bully me. Ye Feng leisurely threw the forging hammer in his hand a few times: "You have the ability."

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, bullying that blood cold just now!"

"Nonsense, you seem to have the ability to bully him. ”

"Of course I can, at least I can give us a whole bed out of this place and sleep comfortably. ”

"Good boy!!If you really have the ability to add a bed to this place, Lao Tzu will fucking kneel for you first!!"

Hehe.

Ye Feng smiled.

Look at it, this person really doesn't have a good brain, can you say this kind of thing casually, it's really troublesome.

He laughed as he clenched the forging hammer in his hand, and gently picked up the magic sword leaning against the forging platform with his toes, and flew the dark red magic sword into the air, and then—

A hammer falls.

The fierce force went straight into the sword body, and the already fragile Soul Liberation broke off in response, snapped twice, and landed on the forging platform.

Click.

Comrade Lao Xuan's jaw shattered directly on the ground.

Simon bleeds!

What are you playing?

Asked you to repair the sword for others, why did you break it for someone?

Are you going to kill Lao Tzu with you?

......

After a few minutes, the air in the refinery was almost frozen.

The blood that had just left was cold, with a black face of ice cubes, looking at his beloved magic sword to release his soul.

The eyeballs are blood-red.

He was stunned for a long time before he slowly raised his head and looked at the two people in front of him:

"This, this, who did this?"

Xuanyuan is broken, don't look at the fact that there is still a bit of a force when the blood is cold and cold on weekdays, but at this time, the old man's greed for money and death will come out, and he directly pointed at Ye Feng:

"You brought this kid the hammer, don't look at me. ”

"West!Gate!Drift!Blood!!"

Every time he said a word, the entire space trembled.

But Ye Feng was very calm, looking at the blood cold: "What are you asking me to do?"

I'm going to kill you!

Blood Lenghan picked up half of his beloved broken sword in one hand, as if he could still hear the sad cry of the instrument spirit inside, and shouted in a suppressed voice:

"If you don't give me a reasonable explanation today, I will use Soul Release to break your body into ten thousand pieces!!"

"Huh?" Ye Feng looked surprised: "Chop me up, who will repair your weapon?"

"Do you dare to say!!Is this how you repaired my weapon?"

"Yes, what else? Don't you understand?"

"En?" Blood Lenghan was stunned when asked: "I, understand, what do I understand?"

Ye Feng looked at Xuanyuan next to him again: "He doesn't understand, don't you understand either?"

Xuanyuan was also stunned: "You, you kid don't talk nonsense!!! Lao Tzu has never seen someone who wants to repair a divine soldier like this?"

"Alas, you two really don't have much knowledge......" Ye Feng shook his head and walked over, and took over the two severed swords from Blood Lenghan's hand: "Even if you haven't repaired the divine soldier, you have always seen someone else pick up the bones, if the bone is cracked and the seam is not connected, then the easiest way is to break the bone and reconnect it, you are the same with this divine soldier, there is no way to repair it from the outside, you can only break it and rush here, the so-called do not break and do not stand, break and then stand, in order to be reborn from the fire, such a simple truth, you two don't understand?"

After saying something, the two people on the side were stunned.

I didn't understand it very well, but it just felt amazing.

The blood was cold and cold, and he glanced coldly at Xuanyuan next to him, meaning

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Yes –

Do you understand?

Xuanyuan broke off, originally wanted to shake his head, but at this time he gritted his teeth and nodded.

"Of course, I understand. ”

"That's good. ”

Ye Feng hooked his finger at Xuanyuan:

"Then ask Master Xuanyuan to come and help me, let's repair this sword first, the cold cold general of the province thinks I'm fooling him." ”

"Huh?" Xuanyuan's eyes were a little wandering.

"What's wrong?" "Blood Lenghan looked over: "Could it be that people can float blood, you can't?"

"Nonsense, how could it not!Hmph! Come on, blood, let's ...... Oh, the blood is cold, what are you giving me to eat, Lao Tzu has a stomachache!!Floating blood, you start first, Lao Tzu will come back to help you immediately. ”

After speaking, for the first time in his life, Xuanyuan Duan escaped from the refining scene in a 'escape' way, and the blood cold and cold could naturally see the reason, but he didn't embarrass Lao Duan anymore, he just looked at Ye Feng directly:

"Are you really sure you can repair Soul Eater?"

"General Bloodchill. Ye Feng said as he walked aside and lit the refining furnace: "Drifting Blood is coming back this time to reach the pinnacle of life, so naturally you can't joke with your own life here...... I'm going to start, are you going to go back and wait for three days, or are you just watching?"

"Three days?" "Three days?"

"That's when I take a nap. ”

"Okay! General Ben is here watching you refine your weapon. ”

"Whatever you want. ”

After Ye Feng finished speaking, he smiled slightly, waved his hand and picked out a flame from the refining furnace as lightly as a flower, and with the other hand, he scattered a colorful leaf, which melted in the fire, exuding a fragrant fragrance.

"Is this iridescent?"

Blood Lenghan likes to delve into refining weapons, and at a glance, he can see that the blades thrown by Ye Feng are a superb divine material.

"This can also be used to refine weapons?"

"Is it okay?" Ye Feng waved his hand and controlled four or five kinds of divine materials to start smelting:

"After the iridescent angelica is melted, it is fused with these kinds of divine materials, which is the best kind of adhesive to use, and it is just right to stick to your soul release. ”

"Sticky, sticky?"

Blood Cold Cold couldn't help but sniff beside him.

Isn't this kid really joking?

Smash the sword and stick it up and you're done?

Does this guy sound swollen like this?

But soon, the blood cold cold stopped talking.

Because Ye Feng's next techniques in the smelting and extraction process had surpassed all his previous knowledge of refining weapons.

If Xuanyuan's alchemy technique before only made him admire it a little and sigh to himself, then now Ye Feng's attainments in smelting and extraction techniques alone are like a mountain, so that he can only look up to it, and he can't afford to compare at all.

It's not just blood.

Not far away, Xuanyuan was hiding behind a forging platform, and at first he still poked out half of his little head for fear that others would find out, but when he looked at it, he had unconsciously stretched out his entire body, with an incredible look on his face, with a long mouth, panting, staring at Ye Feng's smelting process, refusing to let go of any detail.

But just when the two of them were fascinated and fascinated, Ye Feng suddenly took out a few bottles and jars, filled all the extracted divine materials and spiritual liquid, and then stretched out and yawned.

"Yawn~~ General Blood Cold, I'm sleepy. ”

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