Bai Ning ignored it and threw the stone directly into the crucible, and then he heard a "stab" sound, and the stone quickly melted in the molten iron, and then a sour and fishy smell came out of the crucible. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

When Yang Dameng smelled this smell, he was very familiar, and it was somewhat similar to the smell of the phantom stone.

Yang Dameng smiled contemptuously, this Bai Gongzi not only used so many impurities of the phantom stone, but also only put such a small piece, this cast sword can be used to have a ghost, maybe even ordinary firewood can't be split.

Yang Dameng didn't know that this stone was not an ordinary stone, but an ice stone that had been deliberately removed by Bai Ning.

After the casting is completed, only the last process remains, processing, grinding, and cutting.

After Yang Dameng finished everything "crackling", a semi-finished composite sword was barely formed.

At this time, Yang Meng turned his head again, but saw Bai Ning hugging Bai Xi, the big and the small were already lying on the chair and falling asleep.

Yang Da was so angry that he couldn't do it, his beard kept shaking up and down, and his big voice began to roar again: "Bai Gongzi! ”

Bai Ning was startled, and even Bai Xi in his arms was startled, and fell from his mother's arms to the ground with a "flutter".

"Ouch, mother......" Bai Xi subconsciously wanted to call his mother, but was quickly covered by Bai Ning's small mouth.

The woman glared at her son and reminded in a low voice: "Call Dad!" ”

Only then did the son react, and quickly nodded obediently.

Fortunately, others didn't hear it, Bai Ning breathed a sigh of relief, got up, picked up the child, put it on the chair, turned to Yang Dameng and said, "Master Yang will speak quietly in the future, and then scare my son." ”

Yang Dameng suddenly felt a little embarrassed, but looking at the child's bitter appearance, he didn't want to say anything more, wiped his face, and held back his anger.

Bai Ning immediately took out the blunt sword that had never been bladed from the furnace and threw it in front of Yang Dameng.

Yang Dameng looked at the sword, doubted the letter, and asked her, "Don't open the blade?" ”

Bai Ning: "No." ”

Yang Dameng suddenly laughed loudly, pointed to Bai Ning's sword, and sarcastically: "Then what is the difference between this sword and ordinary scrap iron?" ”

As soon as Yang Dameng finished speaking, the guests outside also laughed.

"It's really young, not even a finger of Master Yang can compare."

Bai Ning: "Master Yang can let the two swords collide, if there is the slightest crack in my sword, it will be regarded as my loss." ”

When Yang Dameng heard this, he just chuckled casually, this person spoke wildly, daring to insult his skills like this, today he will definitely convince her to lose.

As he spoke, Yang Dameng had already picked up two swords and walked to the center of the many spectators outside the door, eager to announce the final results of today's competition.

Only a "dang" sound was heard, and the two swords collided.

Both swords are intact.

Yang Dameng's expression suddenly changed greatly, and he looked at Bai Ning's blunt sword in disbelief, how could it be? The other party obviously only put a small amount of phantom stones, why is the sword body so hard?

Yang Dameng didn't believe it, last time he didn't use enough strength, and this time he would definitely be able to cut off this blunt sword.

Immediately afterwards, he heard the sound of "dangdang" in the air, and Yang Dameng tried again and again.

The faces of everyone present soon changed greatly, and they all changed from the attitude of watching the show at the beginning to surprise, and from surprise to admiration.

"It's a good sword to be able to hold on to Master Yang's sword for so long!"