Beifeng felt aggrieved at this time, and he didn't even give himself a certificate or anything, this old guy wouldn't want to embezzle, right?

Many people on the side looked at the north wind with strange eyes and whispered.

Beifeng sensed that something was wrong, and hurriedly used his spiritual power to envelop the surroundings.

"Hey, what do you think the Terracotta Deacon will cast this time?"

One of them had a strange expression, and his eyes were full of sympathy when he looked at the north wind.

"Who knows what the Terracotta Deacon will cast, after all, the Mercenary Deacon is notoriously imaginative. ”

The other was also whispering.

"I feel hanging, after all, this son actually dares to scold the Terracotta Deacon, you must know that a poor disciple got a piece of Yaojin Stone before, and then paid a lot of the rest of the heavenly and earthly treasures to let the Terracotta Elders cast a spear, and the result was cast by the Terracotta Deacon one by one a pair of sledgehammers. ”

The other said with some schadenfreude.

"Dude, that poor disciple you're talking about is me. ”

A young man had a bitter face and two sledgehammers in his hands.

"You're okay, I've bankrupted my family and asked the Terracotta Deacon to build a three-foot long sword for me, but look at it, what kind of thing is this cast, if it weren't for him being an archdeacon, I wouldn't be able to beat him, I would have cut him a long time ago!"

A woman was about to cry and took out a man-high machete from the spatial ring.

"Hahaha, sorry. ”

The other people couldn't help it, laughed directly, looked at the rest of the people glaring angrily, apologized one after another, and then glanced at each other, humming and humming their faces flushed.

The more Beifeng listened, the more unreliable he felt, his shark tooth sword wouldn't be forged into such a strange shape, right?

The strength of the north wind is much higher than that of this group of people, and the words transmitted by this group of people are all heard by the north wind, and the north wind feels a little drumming in his heart.

Under the investigation of spiritual power, the weapons of several people were also known by the north wind, and they were very good weapons, outstanding in their class.

But is holding a machete comparable to a sword?

Even if the texture is the same, it's obviously higher with a sword!

At this time, a picture appeared in Beifeng's mind, he was dressed in white and won the snow, but the next moment he took out a machete from his body, which was miserable!

Beifeng shuddered, and wanted to rush into the main hall without saying a word.

"Bang!"

A defensive shield rose, and Beifeng crashed into the defensive cover of the main hall, making Beifeng stand on the spot.

"I didn't even perceive this shield!"

Beifeng was extremely surprised, his spiritual sense was so powerful, and he didn't find out how strong the formation mage who arranged this formation was?

This shield was very strange, and when the north wind entered the area within the shield, the large array was revived, and the north wind was repelled alive.

This caused the whole person of Beifeng to react as if he was not in a hurry and collided with the defensive shield.

Beifeng was dumbfounded, after this great array recovered, Beifeng was already able to sense some of the power of this great array.

I'm afraid that if I want to break this big array, I will need to use all my strength.

And if there is a big fight in this city, I am afraid that the next moment Qing Tianwei will teach him how to learn to keep a low profile.

Beifeng was helpless, and with speculation and uneasiness, he turned around and left.

Five days later, a blue guardian knocked on the door of the North Wind Courtyard.

The sword is cast!

Beifeng followed this Qingtianwei away, he was in a nervous mood all the way, and now it's too late to regret it, the contribution points have already been given, and it's probably impossible to let him spit it out again.

"You have to be mentally prepared, there is no problem with the refining technology of the Terracotta Deacon, and even the number of people in the sect who can beat the Terracotta Deacon is less than a palm, if it is not for the cultivation limit, the Terracotta Deacon's refining technology is even stronger, but the Terracotta Deacon acts with his heart, and what is cast, no one knows except the Terracotta Deacon before I see it. ”

Qing Tianwei, who was in front of the north wind, reminded the north wind with a smile in his eyes.

"Don't worry, I'm ready. ”

Beifeng said weakly, Beifeng was ready to pinch his nose and admit it, and turn around and recast it.

"That's good, I'm just afraid that you won't be able to accept it for a while, I want a disciple to go bankrupt and let the deacon create a demon moon wheel for him, but the deacon created a black pot for him, the disciple couldn't accept it for a while, and wanted to take action against the deacon, but the result naturally went without saying, and he was beaten half to death by the hot-tempered deacon. ”

Qing Tianwei looked strange and told the north wind.

Beifeng doesn't want to listen to what this Qingtianwei has to say, he was already nervous, you still come to my heart to stab a knife, this person lacks heart, right?

No matter how long the road is, there is a time when it comes to the end, and after bringing the north wind outside the main hall, this Qingtianwei stands aside and motions for the north wind to enter.

This time, there was no formation to stop it, Beifeng entered it smoothly, and when he was about to enter the main hall, Beifeng glanced back, and just saw the Qingtianwei who brought him looking at the main hall with burning eyes, with expectation in his eyes.

When Beifeng looked at it, this Qingtianwei looked embarrassed and smiled at Beifeng.

"This Qingtianwei is already bored to this extent? This guy is obviously waiting to watch a good show!"

Beifeng was a little speechless in his heart, the name of this terracotta deacon is really loud, and these people know it, so they planted themselves and entered?

So far, the north wind has settled down, and if it comes, it will be safe.

Anyway, the matter is a foregone conclusion, and I can only accept it.

"You are here, there are still twenty copies of the excess wasteland, if you can't use these twenty pieces of wasteland, then sell it to the old man, for a total of 600,000 contribution points, so you can make up another 80,000 contribution points to me." ”

The old man was no longer the stiff-faced face he had seen before, and he had an unprecedented smile on his face.

"Deacon, are you saying that I want to give you 80,000 contributions in addition to twenty pieces of wasteland?!"

Beifeng feels like he has been pitted, good guy, I can't hang it with a smile on my face, if it's me, I also have a smile on my face, and it costs more than one million contribution points to reforge a sword!

"Hmph, the little guy is rude, this is still the cost price charged by the old man, if another person loses two million contribution points, the old man eats it! Give it a try, if you are not satisfied, the old man will compensate you for your losses!"

The terracotta warriors snorted coldly, their smiles disappeared, and they threw something out of their breath and flew towards the north wind.

"Huh?"

The north wind reflexively grasped the oncoming object, and a strong force came from it, causing the north wind to take three steps back in a row.

"Huh, this little guy has a really good foundation. ”

The terracotta warriors were shocked, they were ready to teach this little guy a lesson, and they actually dared to doubt themselves, with their own strength and strength, they were at the peak of their mastery, which was enough to make the little guy in front of him embarrassed and injured, but he didn't expect that in a hurry, this little guy was only a few steps back.

"This sword?"

Beifeng also saw the weapon in front of him at this time, and it was a sword!