The bitter-faced swordsmith didn't know where the little demon of the black and white beast came out of nowhere, and it was the last critical moment to fuse the spirit crystal and the spirit sword, and his arm didn't dare to move casually, but he still trembled slightly because of nervousness. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

The black and white beast stared at the little one and glanced back at the swordsmith.

His mouth was suddenly scared and he couldn't close it!

Two big eyes to two small eyes, staring closely at the black and white beast's every move!

Then the black and white beast took two steps on his arm, only licking it on the palm of his hand.

The swordsmith let out a sigh of relief, and at this time, fortunately, a craftsman saw the opportunity and immediately ran to the stage to drive away the black and white beast.

It's gone again!

Xia Yun in the audience has been looking at the stage through his hands, and at this time, he is about to breathe a sigh of relief as if he has been released.

The swordsmith lowered his head, but the black and white beast appeared at one of the feet of the sword tripod, opened its small mouth and took a bite!

"Huh?" The swordsmith shouted softly, fortunately he was not discouraged, and quickly looked back at the sword ding, fortunately, the control of the spiritual fire was not affected, and the spirit crystal was slowly melting into the groove on the hilt of the fire-gathering bluestone!

The worker next to him first wiped his sweat in surprise, and then wiped the sweat for the swordsmith.

Both of them are scared!

The worker still wanted to drive away the black and white beast, and the bitter-faced swordsmith immediately frowned and motioned to him not to move! He whispered: "Don't provoke that little thing, if you mess with this little thing, maybe he will bite me, then today's sword casting will be over!" All of our income is not enough to compensate for this spirit sword! ”

The worker had no choice but to stand in place and watch, and the black and white beast had no fear to take another bite on the foot of the sword and eat it!

Xia Yun was a little crazy, and quickly hid in the crowd!

When the sword-forging reached the final stage, the bitter-faced swordsmith didn't care about the black and white beast anymore, and once again concentrated on controlling the spiritual fire.

Looking through a hole in the Xuantie Sword Ding, most of the red Xuanjie Spirit Crystal had already melted into the hilt of the sword at this time, and a thin line was sent out from the Spirit Crystal, swimming back and forth on the blue-red sword body along a special pattern, like blood, and it was about to reach the tip of the sword!

It's the fifth bite!

The black and white beast seemed to like the taste of this Xuantie Sword Ding, and the craftsmen on the stage were even more frightened, wanting to go over and drive away, seeing that almost half of the Ding's feet were eaten, and they were even more worried that the Sword Ding would fall at any time, but when they saw that the bitter-faced swordsmith was about to succeed in casting the sword, he didn't dare to gasp for breath, so he could only retreat again!

The two workers and the sword forger had already done their best at this time, and the sword tripod continued to absorb the spiritual power of the three people, and the runes around the tripod were even more shining, and they flowed as fast as blood, merging into the sword tripod from the three corners, supporting the spiritual fire to burn.

After another moment, the expression on the bitter-faced swordsmith's face began to soften.

Suddenly, the double-hole Xuantie sword shook and fell towards the bitter-faced swordsmith, looking down!

The dingjiao was eaten by the black and white beast, and it couldn't be balanced, and finally it fell down!

The bitter-faced swordsmith hurriedly jumped off the stage!

The outside of the sword tripod is now at least a thousand degrees high, not to mention the spiritual fire inside?

Two other workers also ran away.

The iron lid on the sword tripod fell with a clang, and the remaining spiritual fire inside also fell out, instantly igniting half of the wooden platform, and the bright red flames spread rapidly, turning into ashes in a moment!

It was still Mu Xiucai who moved quickly, and quickly pulled Xia Yun and Wang Xiaowu back!

A heat wave rushed to the door of Xia Yunmian with the smell of burning!

"The spiritual fire is really not simple!" Mu Xiucai let go of his hand, "If you stick a little stick to your body, it will be troublesome!" ”

Xia Yun saw the bright and transparent spiritual fire burning rapidly on the wooden platform, and just a few steps back, black smoke filled the air, and the entire wooden platform was almost burned out!

There were a few crackling sounds of wood, and the wooden platform soon collapsed!

The bitter-faced swordsmith nodded silently, released the spiritual power in his hand, controlled the flames that were still burning in several places, and then made a pulling movement in his palm, only to see that the spiritual fire flew back into his palm under his white and red spiritual power wrapping, and slowly disappeared.

Then he commanded the two workers to extinguish the remaining fire, turned the sword tripod out, and a blue light suddenly flashed in the sun!

Dazzling!

It's the spirit sword!

Although the sword tripod was topple, the bitter-faced swordsmith still completed the sword forging at the last moment!

Wang Xiaowu also nodded and said, "No wonder this swordsmith is so calm, it turns out that the sword has already been refined!" Little Poco is really..."

"Ahem! Fat brother, who is Xiaobao..."Xia Yun shook his head at Wang Xiaowu speechlessly, and said while wincing.

"That's right! ... We don't know .... What a little treasure! Wang Xiaowu looked at the people around him and immediately understood that he couldn't talk nonsense, "That Xuantie Sword Ding is really good... Not bad... Hehe! ”

At this time, the discerning craftsman picked up the Xuan-rank spirit sword with pliers and shouted, "Xuan-level spirit sword, cast!" ”

The crowd of onlookers was even more amazed, and many people nodded and applauded!

"The Xuan-rank second-grade swordsmith really lives up to his reputation!"

"There is indeed a master's demeanor!"

"It's not easy, it's not easy! It's not easy! ”

When the bitter-faced swordsmith heard a series of compliments, he laughed proudly twice!

Then the craftsman took the spirit sword away, wiped it clean, and refined it again, and only another quarter of an hour passed.

The swordsmith changed his clothes, took the spirit sword, looked at it, and handed it to Wu Yunyou.

Wu Yunyou still took the spirit sword with an expressionless face and pulled out the scabbard!

Under the refraction of the sunlight, I saw a green light emanating from the stone sword,

The whole body of this Xuan-level spirit sword is like jade, the surface is smooth as a mirror, and the figure can be reflected, and the hilt of the sword is deeply embedded with the spirit crystal that is red and clear, crystal like blood!

The spiritual power that appeared in Wu Yunyou's hand turned out to be colorless and transparent!

"The last time we saw him, it seemed like his spiritual power was only 90, right?" Xia Yun recalled: "In just five days, he has actually risen from the strength of a swordsman to the level of a swordsman? ”

"This person is not simple, the upgrade is so fast!" Mu Xiucai also looked at Wu Yunyou in surprise: "Or is it some adventure?" ”

Wang Xiaowu smiled unremittingly and said, "Don't be envious, maybe someone is a genius himself?" It's easy to level up! It's not like we have to improve your spiritual power at all! ”

"Possibly!"

Wu Yunyou injected spiritual power into the spirit sword, and the spiritual power was injected into the red spirit crystal through the hilt, the red spirit crystal lit up, and followed by the red energy fluctuations from the spirit crystal, like blood flowing along the runes on the hilt of the sword, injected into the sword body, and slowly melted into the spirit sword, the blue light bloomed, and suddenly a layer of red essence flame ignited on the sword body!

Wu Yunyou swung his spirit sword into the distance, and a red fireball emitted from the sword body, falling far away on a small tree the thickness of an arm, instantly breaking the tree, and the high temperature of the fireball also ignited the fracture.

Wu Yunyou nodded at the bitter-faced swordsmith with satisfaction, expressed his gratitude, turned around and left!

Xia Yun's eyes met him, he looked at Xia Yun as well, then looked away, squeezed into the crowd and disappeared!