"Sister Qinglian values that sword more than life, this kid dares to break Sister Qinglian's sword, it's just impatient."

"Sister Qinglian's cultivation is so high, this kid is miserable now."

In the corner, two young men whispered.

Although, they didn't know Qin Bei.

However, it does not prevent them from having already sentenced Qin Bei to death in their hearts!

In the fourth generation of the entire Zhuo family, Zhuo Qinglian is a well-deserved eldest sister.

Crisscrossing Qinglan Valley, no one dares to mess with it!

"Break my sword!" Zhuo Qinglian shouted: "Then you can leave your life here!" ”

As appropriate, Lian Bo was furious, and smashed at Qin Bei with a punch.

This punch was mixed with a fierce wind.

Envelop Qinbei's body in a strong wind!

In the fourth generation of the Zhuo family, they all thought that Zhuo Qinglian's swordsmanship was unparalleled.

No one else can do it.

In fact, Zhuo Qinglian's cultivation in the "Three-point Shattering Fist" is a little more clever than her swordsmanship cultivation!

The reason why I usually use a sword is not a fist.

On the one hand, the sword is more elegant, and the fist is a little too violent, and there is no beauty at all!

On the other hand, fighting on weekdays, for Zhuo Qinglian, second-class swordsmanship has already allowed her to win championships frequently.

Why bother to solve the problem with your fists?!

"Suffer death!" Zhuo Qinglian's fist was less than half a meter away from Qinbei's face gate.

"It's over...... Even if this kid doesn't die, the bridge of his nose will definitely not be able to recover. ”

"It's not just the bridge of the nose! Haven't you heard that Sister Qinglian uses a three-point shattering fist? As soon as these three-point shattering fists were shot, the opponent was broken into at least three pieces - moreover, Sister Qinglian has been studying the thunder system technique since she was a child, and in the cultivation of the thunder system technique, she has even reached the point where the blue is better than the blue! ”

"Is it really that powerful?" Someone asked incredulously.

"Nonsense! Last year, Sister Qinglian in the three-point shattering fist, cultivation for success, I saw her with my own eyes, a punch to a tiger's head, smashed into three, the tiger's head is gone, and rushed straight out more than 100 meters, the people involved in the hunt, either scared silly, or scared to pee, until later when the tiger fell to the ground, I didn't know, it turned out, the tiger pounced out, only hit the three-point shattering fist, a punch down, the tiger fell to the ground and wailed, struggled for only three or five minutes, then fell to the ground and died.

"Smack......

But at this time.

A soft thud came.

Zhuo Qinglian's fist was clasped in Qin Bei's open palm.

"Let go of me! I'll kill you!! "Zhuo Qinglian tried to get out of Qin Bei's control, but unfortunately, even if she used her strength, that fist couldn't move a bit!

"What...... Sister Qinglian's fist was actually caught by him?! ”

"No, no...... No way! This punch is no less than a thousand pounds, what is the origin of this person, he can actually catch Sister Qinglian's three-point burst fist? ! ”

Everyone was amazed.

Hide your body.

This man is not something they can afford to mess with.

"Go quickly, report to the third uncle, and say that there is a strong enemy!!"

A man nodded in agreement, turned and galloped away.

His face was already covered with cold sweat.

"Boom!"

But at this moment, Qin Bei sent it gently.

An extremely strong force was transmitted from Zhuo Qinglian's fist to his arm, and then, with a bang, Zhuo Qinglian's body flew out, and the man who was about to report had just run a few steps, and suddenly noticed a strong wind above his head, and subconsciously hurriedly dodged, but he was still a step slower, and slammed a person in mid-air, directly knocking the man who was about to report to the ground, and he was dizzy and delirious.

"Who is the hell...... the man" The man rubbed his eyes and scolded, and when he saw it clearly, he was also dumbfounded: "Sister Qinglian...... Ah no, no, no, I didn't scold you, I really didn't know it was you......"

muttered a few words of apology, but suddenly found that Zhuo Qinglian's face was pale, but she had already fainted, and she couldn't hear what he said at all.

While secretly rejoicing in his heart, this man suddenly felt that his calves and stomach were cramping.

Zhuo Qinglian was defeated? Knocked unconscious?!!!

Hurriedly used his hands and feet at the same time, crawled with a roll, and rushed to the inner hall.

"Immortal Doctor Sect Qin Bei, I have come to visit Mr. Zhuo!"

Qin Bei actually kept his hand, otherwise, Zhuo Qinglian would definitely not just faint.

Although Zhuo Qinglian's behavior is a little hateful, but in Qin Bei's opinion, this is just a big child who has not seen much of the world, growing up in an environment like the Zhuo family, occasionally having some princess diseases, but it can be regarded as excusable, but Zhuo Qinglian is pressing step by step, not relenting, Qin Bei has no better way, so he has to temporarily beat Zhuo Qinglian and faint first.

"This guy is too bold, he injured Sister Qinglian, and he is still shouting so openly!"

"I think this guy clearly didn't take our refining Zhuo family in his eyes, it's too arrogant, this is deliberately provoking the bottom line of our Zhuo family!"

"Quick, go and call someone, inform the third uncle and uncle......"

"It's arrogant, it's a little crazy! When the third uncle and uncle come, there will be a time for him to cry! ”

Zhuo Yikai, the eldest son of the master of refining, threw a piece of refined steel into the refining furnace, and the raging flames reflected half of his resolute face, which was crisscrossed and ravine, but it was not caused by old age and decay, but after years of refining work, it was inevitable that he would be injured by the furnace fire accidentally, at this time, he was engrossed in refining a "flying feather scimitar", this knife belonged to the medium-grade magic weapon, but it was still a little difficult for Zhuo Yikai.

But as long as this knife is refined, Zhuo Yikai can openly announce that he has been promoted from a refiner to a refining master, and in the entire Zhuo family, except for the old man, Zhuo Yikai is the first descendant of the Zhuo family to be promoted to a qi training master!

Now, it is the most crucial step in refining the Flying Feather Scimitar, and for this day, Zhuo Yikai has been preparing for three years.

"Blood Sacrifice!"

At a certain moment, Zhuo Yikai quickly took out the fiery red flying feather scimitar from the refining furnace, bit the tip of his tongue by the way, and a mouthful of blood sprayed down on the knife!

"......"

Bursts of bloody red mist rose on the red flying feather scimitar, sizzling, Zhuo Yikai heard the voice, but found that it was still a little short, and quickly took out a small dagger that he carried with him, poofed it on his arm, and in an instant, blood flew and shot out at the flying feather scimitar.

"Uncle!"

A figure stumbled in.

"Choking ......"

Zhuo Yikai was startled, his wrist shook, and only half of the blood that came out of his arm fell on the blade, a burst of red smoke rose, and the color of the flying feather scimitar returned to normal, looking at the delicate lines on the knife body, Zhuo Yikai sighed.

This flying feather scimitar originally had the opportunity to be forged into a medium-grade magic weapon, but now, it can probably reach the peak state of the lower grade, but it is still a little short of a medium-grade magic weapon!

If all the blood stabbed out of his arm at that time could be sprayed on the scimitar knife, this gap would definitely be bridged, and Zhuo Yikai would definitely be promoted to the refining master!

But in this way, although it is only a little bit of a distance.

It's a pity that even if it's a hair's length, Zhuo Yikai is still a refiner, and he can't be called a master refiner!

"What?" Zhuo Yikai forcibly endured the anger in his chest, and his three years of hard work were ruined because of this sentence, and he was suffocated in his chest, and a mouthful of old blood was about to gush out at any time.

"Someone's barging in!" The man reported: "Sister Qinglian was knocked unconscious......"

"I'll rub!"

Zhuo Yikai frowned, angry in his heart.

Such a is worth making a big fuss?!

Three years of hard work was ruined!

You actually told me that Zhuo Qinglian was knocked unconscious?!

"I'm going to Nima to ......"

Zhuo Yikai was furious, and kicked the man to the ground, and his eyes were red, as if he was about to fall into a demon.

The flying feather scimitar at the pinnacle of the lower grade was raised high.

Crash down!!

A strong wind, wrapped in extremely high heat, seemed to carry the power of destroying the world and slashed down at the man!

The man was terrified for a moment, "Uncle spare his life......"

The power of this sword was definitely beyond what his current cultivation could resist.

It is not impossible to be cut in half directly!

Subconsciously, it can only be a sideways flash.

Bang.

Blood flies.

With a scream, one of the man's left arms was cut off by Zoyikai Zigan!

"Bang Bang!"

After Zhuo Yikai cut off the man's arm, the anger in his chest still did not vent.

Sticking out his fingers, he snapped a few times to seal several acupuncture points on the man's shoulder, stopping the blood that kept gushing out of the broken arm.

"Who broke into my refining Zhuo family? I'm going to cut that knife into pieces!!! ”

Zhuo Yikai's eyes were red and he hissed.

It seems that between Qin Bei and him, this enmity is not shared!

"Yes, yes......" Forcibly enduring the severe pain of the broken arm, the man got up with a bone, stumbled in front to lead the way, and every step he took, he left two sweat-soaked footprints!

"Immortal Doctor Sect Qin Bei, I have come to visit Mr. Zhuo!"

As soon as he walked out of the refining workshop, Zhuo Yikai heard the loud voice.

"That's him!" The man who reported the news covered his broken arm and his voice was hoarse.

"Rub!"

Zhuo Yikai took a step, his figure rose from the ground, and in a few ups and downs, he had already rushed to a hundred meters in front of Qin Bei.

"Uncle is here! This guy is going to be out of luck! ”

"Uncle, this guy knocked Sister Qinglian unconscious, broke into my mountain gate, and insulted my Zhuo family all over the door, you must call the shots for us!!"

"Uncle, is that a flying feather scimitar in your hand?"

“……”

Without mentioning the Feather Scimitar, Zoickay's rage is eighty.

As soon as this short-eyed kid mentioned the flying feather scimitar that he had almost successfully refined, and remembered that he was just a little short of being able to become a refining master, Zhuo Yikai couldn't help but be full of anger, and his anger value immediately soared from eighty to MAX!!

Strong Lang Lang!

Zhuo Yikai pulled out the flying feather scimitar, accompanied by a loud shout: "Where did you come from, little bastard, suffer death!" ”

The figure and sword shadow turned into a cloud of almost nothingness of light and shadow, rolling towards Qinbei!!

This knife is extremely powerful, and it has reached the state of great success of knife skills and the unity of human and knife!

But when I saw a cloud of light and shadow rushing towards me, I couldn't even tell where the person was and where the knife was!!

"Kill him!! Kill him!! ”

"Master Bo is mighty and domineering...... The Zhuo family of refining weapons dominates the rivers and lakes!! ”