Seeing this, everyone in the Zhuo family, as if they had been beaten with chicken blood, shouted one by one!

"Hey, hey, ...... "Qin Bei actually just wants to see Zhuo Lao's side.

I didn't expect the Zhuo family to be up and down without any reason.

Zhuo Qinglian at least gave Qin Bei a chance to leave.

And this middle-aged man turned out to be indiscriminate.

As soon as he appeared, he used such a fierce killing move, looking like he was eager to split Qin Bei's body with a knife and let Qin Bei's life die on the spot!

For such unreasonable fanatics.

Qin Bei shook his head.

The only thing he can do is to be more unreasonable than him.

"Smack......

Qin Bei reached out.

Grabbed at the light and shadow.

"Humph......"

In the midst of light and shadow.

Zhuo Yikai sneered.

The human knife is one, plus the bonus of the inferior peak magic weapon.

As well as this knife, it uses the medium-grade martial art "Qingyun Twist".

Zhuo Yikai believed that if this knife went down, the arm that Qin Bei probed in had to be ground into a pulp.

"It's a dead deal."

"Qingyun Twist! It's a medium-grade martial arts Qingyun Twist! ”

"This guy has to be ground into minced meat! You can eat human meat buns today! ”

"The low-grade magic weapon refined by my uncle is really an eye-opener for us!"

“……”

"Poof......

It's just a matter of grinding it into meat filling, eating human meat buns, Zhuo Yikai didn't feel like he said anything.

But can Nima stop revealing her scars?!

Inferior magic weapon, I will lower your grandmother's legs!!

"Death to Lao Tzu!" Zoichai smirked and roared.

The next moment.

"Smack."

Qin Bei probed into the arm of the light cluster and passed through the shadow of the light cluster steadily.

The light and shadow disappeared in an instant.

Zhuo Yikai froze there.

Cold sweat broke out on his forehead.

The back is soaked.

A pair of eyes were as wide as bull's eyes, staring at the inferior magic weapon......

And on that inferior magic weapon, two fingers!

Click!

A soft bang!

Zhuo Yikai took three years to prepare, and carefully refined the inferior magic weapon Flying Feather Scimitar.

Under the condition of Qin Bei's slight force, it was broken into two!

With a bang, the crowd of the Zhuo family who were watching not far away scattered like birds and beasts.

Strong, it's too strong!

If it is said that Qin Bei defeated Zhuo Qinglian, it was because Zhuo Qinglian was not good at learning, or Qin Bei was lucky to win.

That, he defeated his eldest uncle Zhuo Yikai with a clear move, and everyone saw it clearly.

It's just a trick.

defeated the first master that the Zhuo family is proud of!!

Even if they stay here, they're just a bunch of cannon fodder!

Even, I don't even have the qualifications to be cannon fodder!!

If you don't run now, when?!

"Mr. Zhuo." Qin Bei smiled indifferently and let go of his fingers: "I have no malicious intent, I just want to pay a visit to Mr. Zhuo, please ask Mr. Zhuo to speak on my behalf." ”

"What do you want to do?" Zhuo Yikai frowned, and subconsciously felt that this person had bad intentions, could it be that the ancestors of the Zhuo family were the sworn enemies of the ancestors of the Zhuo family in the past? Or is it the descendants of sworn enemies who come to seek revenge and provoke?

Qin Bei gently wiped it on the mustard seed ring.

Zhuo Yikai subconsciously flashed sideways.

Then he smiled wryly.

Qin Bei's cultivation is several times higher than him, if Qin Bei wants to attack him Zhuo Yikai.

Zhuo Yikai admits that he has no chance to dodge!

You can't hide if you want to!

didn't even wait for the thought of "I should hide" to come out, and he was already crushed to death on the spot by Qin Bei like an ant!

Qin Bei smiled indifferently and took out the magic weapon that Zhikong gave him from the mustard seed ring.

A magic weapon that detects foreign life and locates it.

According to Zhikong, this magic weapon took nearly sixty years of refining master Zhuo Lao to be refined, and it was a rare treasure.

"Do you have any impression of this magic weapon? This took Zhuo Lao 60 years to refine, I have a little question about this magic weapon, and I would like to consult Mr. Zhuo. ”

"Then why did you hurt my Zhuo Sect disciple?!" Zhuo Yikai took a closer look, it is indeed a magic weapon, and the "factory time" is relatively new, although he is not sure whether it is refined by his own ancestors, but Zhuo Yikai believes that the level has reached the "magic weapon" level, and the intermediate magic weapon he envies, even if it is a high-level magic weapon, even a single hair of this magic weapon cannot be compared, and he subconsciously thinks that in addition to his own ancestors, on this earth, I am afraid that there is no second person who can refine it.

Qin Bei sneered and asked rhetorically, "Why did you attack me first?" ”

Zhuo Yikai's lips twitched, and finally, he was speechless.

But at the same time, one thing is certain.

Qin Bei really didn't come to make trouble, but really wanted to visit Zhuo Lao.

However, just let Qin Bei leave like this, let him stun a young disciple of Zhuomen, and rubbed himself under his feet, if he just admitted and let him go, Zhuo Yikai couldn't get over his face, his face was hot as if he was on fire, not to mention face, his face was about to be lost.

"It's not impossible to see my grandfather." Zhuo Yikai muttered: "My flying feather scimitar, is a magic weapon that I spent three years to prepare, only to refine, if you can repair this magic weapon intact within three days, my refining Zhuo family, will open the middle door, welcome you, a distinguished guest, if not, I advise you where you came from, where to go back, my grandfather, as the ancestor of the Zhuo family, but not everyone wants to see it!" ”

Qin Bei looked at the scimitar that was broken in two.

Suddenly laughed.

The quality of this scimitar is nothing more than an inferior magic weapon.

It's not even a medium grade.

Compared with the few ink bamboo swords that they "mass-produced" in Qinbei, they are still inferior.

And the mass-produced Mozhu Sword is just something that Zhuo Yongfeng uses to practice!

are all surnamed Zhuo, the gap between people and people, why is it so big?!

"It's not three days, you wait a while!" Qin Bei picked up the two flying feather scimitars and stuffed them into the mustard seed ring.

By the way, send a message to Zhuo Yongfeng, and ask him to put down the work at hand first and complete the repair of this flying feather scimitar first.

"Wait a minute?!"

Zhuo Yikai was stunned for a moment.

Martial arts practice, for Zhuo Yikai, is not "his own job", being defeated by others, it is a bit embarrassing to be embarrassed, but it is not so embarrassing, after all, martial arts practice, martial arts cultivation, is not the Zhuo family's strength, and the Zhuo family has never expected to rely on any martial arts to dominate the rivers and lakes.

But refining, for the Zhuo family, is a life-like existence.

It is also the proudest place of the Zhuo family.

Not to mention anything else, on this earth, if there is a family that still understands refining, then this family is none other than the Zhuo family!

If the world's most powerful refiner was born in that family, there is no doubt that it is still the Zhuo family!!

For hundreds of years, the Zhuo family has been hiding from the world, avoiding many tragedies of extinction, so that it has been passed down to this day.

For the Zhuo family's alchemy, Zhuo Yikai is still very confident.

Three years, refining a low-grade magic weapon, it seems to take a long time, but for the entire martial arts rivers and lakes, it is also a first-class and fast speed!!

Zhuo Yikai sneered at what Qin Bei said!

No one can repair a broken artifact in the time it takes to "wait a while"!

Even if that magic weapon is just an inferior magic weapon!

Ancestors may be able to.

But Zhuo Yikai believes that in addition to his ancestors, even his father, several of his uncles.

I don't dare to say such arrogant words!

"If you can really repair this magic weapon as soon as possible, no, you don't need to pass it, I will take you to see the ancestor of my Zhuo family!" However, if you speak wildly and deceive me, even if your cultivation is high, my Zhuo family will have a backbone! I will definitely not let you see the ancestor of my Zhuo family! ”

Zhuo Yikai felt that what he said was very imposing.

But it's a pity that the backbone of the Zhuo family, in Qin Bei's opinion, is not worth mentioning.

He just didn't want to go on a killing spree.

It's really like Pang Ban, who destroys people at every turn, I think you still have any backbone?!

Mustard seed ring space.

"Drink!"

Zhuo Yongfeng shouted loudly and slashed out with one palm.

Facing a peach tree hugged by three people, Zhuo Yongfeng slapped it and cut it off from the roots.

It's even neater than sawing it with a saw!

"Your cultivation is already quite high." Jiang Xiaoyu squatted on the ground and looked at the broken stubble of the peach tree.

couldn't help but praise loudly and said: "If you go to work as a lumberjack, you have to be laid off and unemployed." ”

The corners of Zhuo Yongfeng's mouth twitched: "Is this a compliment for you?" ”

Jiang Xiaoyu said with a smile: "Of course it's praise, look at me as a person, although I say that I laugh and laugh on weekdays, but I am extremely serious at critical moments, especially rarely praise others, but all those who are praised by me are all among the best, and it is difficult for ordinary people to reach - hey, Lao Wang!" The flower you planted is really beautiful, how did you grow it, I'm afraid it's unique in this world, right? Oh, Lao Mo, the 'Luban No. 7' you pondered is really extremely luxurious, and the craftsmanship is simply becoming more and more proficient, tsk, in this world, there is only one, there is no other semicolon, I am really convinced! ”

Zhuo Yongfeng: "......"

Didn't you say that you don't praise others easily!!

How did I hear this sentence so awkwardly!

"Wow! Smack! ”

Two severed knives chased down from mid-air.

Accompanied by the whining of the wind.

It is more than ten centimeters into the ground.

In mid-air, Qin Bei's voice was heard.

"Lao Zhuo, fix this knife and wait to use it."

"Oh!" Zhuo Yongfeng pulled out the broken knife with great difficulty, took out the refining furnace from the mustard seed ring, started a fire, and began to prepare for forging.

"Dangdang! Dangdang! ”

With the sound of striking iron, a few minutes later, Zhuo Yongfeng looked at the broken knife and fell into deep thought.

"What's wrong? Didn't fix it? Jiang Xiaoyu leaned over and asked.

Zhuo Yongfeng sighed secretly: "It's a pity that this fine extraterrestrial meteorite is just a waste of materials to create a low-grade magic weapon." ”

As he spoke, Zhuo Yongfeng swung the hammer.

Slammed into the inferior scimitar one by one.

A few minutes later, Zhuo Yong harvested the hammer.

After a moment's scrutiny of the scimitar, he put it into the furnace and quenched it.

There was a stabbing sound and flakes of white smoke rising up.

That knife not only continued to succeed, but also under Zhuo Yongfeng's creation, further reduced the amount of impurities, and now the knife in Zhuo Yongfeng's hand, in terms of level, has basically reached the point of mid-grade and high-end, more than two levels higher than the level of refining of the original owner of the knife.

The divine soldiers were completed, and in an instant, the sky was full of thunder and rolling in.

It's just that this level of heavenly thunder, for Zhuo Yongfeng, has long been unable to pose any threat.

"Poof......" Zhuo Yongfeng gathered his lips into a whistle and whined.