Chapter 50: Dragon Sky Sword!

The old man said to himself in his heart, and the whole person seemed to be much younger at this moment.

Long Hao was still immersed in that state of unity of heart and sword, and he didn't retreat from this state until he felt the pain in his palm again.

Seeing Long Hao open his eyes, the old man smiled and said, "You can put it down." ”

Long Hao breathed a sigh of relief, and was a little reluctant to put the Qingyun Sword on the tempering table.

Glancing at the palm covered with cracks and bleeding and scorched skin, Long Hao's heart was weak, and he quickly took out a bottle of medicinal powder from his pocket and treated the wound briefly, and then said to the old man: "Uncle, is this sword cast?"

The old man nodded, "It's done." ”

Long Hao glanced at the restrained Qingyun Sword and said to the old man, "Then, the kid will leave." ”

As he spoke, Long Hao took a deep look at Qingyun Sword again, and then reluctantly walked out.

Seeing Long Hao's nostalgic but not greedy performance, a flash of appreciation flashed in the old man's eyes, and he said, "Young man, don't you want this sword?"

Hearing the old man's words, Long Hao's body shook violently, so the sword said that it was fake, not to mention that he had paid a lot!

However, this sword is the old man's life's work, and he also promised to help, how can he take it for himself?

"I want to think very much, but it's not mine, goodbye uncle, I still have to hurry. ”

Long Hao said, striding forward, now the situation in the city is unknown, the more you delay, the more dangerous it will be!

"Wait a minute, the old man still has something to say. ”

The old man shouted, and after Long Hao turned around, he continued: "Since ancient times, the treasure knows the master, the sword is matched with Junjie, you are a foreigner who happened to arrive here today, and there happens to be no one here, this may be the will of heaven in the dark." ”

Speaking of this, the old man came to the sword and said a little reluctantly: "And this sword is made of your blood, and you raise the sword with your heart and blood regardless of the burns, so this sword should belong to you!"

"You, are you going to give me this sword?" Long Hao frowned and asked uncertainly.

The old man nodded, his eyebrows revealed some desolation, and he said in a low voice: "The old man still has one wish to fulfill, I wonder if you can finish it for me?"

Long Hao didn't seem to be lying to the old man, and turned around, "It's an honor for the old man to appreciate the kid, as long as it's not a big evil thing, the kid will definitely do it." ”

"Well, the old man can see that you are a hot-blooded person. The old man showed a smile and continued: "I was originally a disciple of the Divine Soldier Valley named Ou Xin, ten years ago, my fellow disciple Moyang Zhong designed to test the forging skills with me, but my materials were manipulated, and I could only fulfill my promise when I was defeated, and I could only fulfill my arms and abandon my arms, and I will no longer build weapons, and now I want you to inherit my mantle, when you can personally forge a supreme quality weapon, you can go to the Divine Soldier Valley to seek justice for me!"

Divine Weapon Valley, that is the place where rare weapons are often produced, and the identity of the disciple of Divine Soldier Valley is much more noble than that of Dan Yao Master at some times.

All this is only because since ancient times, many forging skills have been lost, and only the Valley of Divine Soldiers still retains some!

Hearing Ou Xin's words, Long Hao's heart beats, as long as he becomes a forger, he can forge a world-shattering weapon, so why worry that the Shaking Light Holy Mirror can't be repaired from now on?

As soon as he read this, Long Hao's eyebrows showed some joy, and he hurriedly knelt down, "The teacher is above, please accept the disciple Long Hao's worship!"

"Okay, get up, haha. Ou Xin laughed heartily, and then passed on all the powerful divine thoughts he had learned all his life's learning to Long Hao.

Long Hao felt a buzzing in his mind, and streams of information about forging weapons kept imprinted in his mind, and to his surprise, there was also a martial art 'Edgeworth Thriller' among these messages!

After a while, Ou Xin exhaled a long breath, asked Long Hao to put away the Qingyun Sword, and said: "Although this sword is now of amazing quality, it will undergo transformation under the training of force and non-stop fighting, so as to enter a higher quality, now you can give this sword a name." ”

A weapon that can be advanced, this is the first time Long Hao has heard of it, and he was slightly moved, "Master, isn't this sword called Qingyun Sword?"

Ou smiled bitterly, "The Qingyun Sword was started by me twenty years ago, I just want it to soar into the sky, and now I can't use the sword, so it's up to you to name it." ”

Long Hao nodded, looked at the dragon pattern green sword in his hand, and said after a while: "Master, it's better to call it 'Long Xiao'." ”

"The dragon dance sword is out, the sky pierces through the sky, it is a very good name, it is suitable for this sword!"

Ou Xinlang laughed, and at this moment, the sound of hurried footsteps came from outside the weapon shop again.

Long Hao's brows furrowed slightly, and he was about to persuade Ou Xin to leave with him, Ou Xin's eyes were cold, and he spoke first: "Apprentice, you already know the sword and the law, now follow the master to kill it, and show you the sword for the master, don't be scared by the fierce mountain bandits." ”

Long Hao smiled lightly, "Master rest assured, I, Long Hao, just have a good guts!"

"Haha, come with me......" Oxin laughed heartily.

Suddenly, a group of more than a dozen mountain bandits with big swords and fierce horses saw Long Hao and the others, and they rushed over with their eyes blazing.

Ou Xin glanced at Long Hao and said indifferently: "Look at it, the first style of the Imperial Sword Thrilling 'Random Sword'." ”

When the sound fell, Ou Xin's figure rushed out, and his body erupted with force above the feet of the void, like a sword blooming, as he pleased.

But that seemingly casual action is ever-changing, defensible, attackable, and endlessly varied!

With Ou Xin's attack, the dozen or so mountain bandits riding on fierce horses fell off their horses one after another, and Long Hao looked at it, and there was a bloody hole in their throats!

Ou Xin landed, and all sixteen fierce mountain bandits were killed, and none of them were spared.

Long Hao was full of excitement and shock!

"Let's go, let's go and help the City Lord's Mansion and help the City Lord of Ling Jian......"

Ou Xin said, when he went forward, Long Hao really wanted to take off the star power bracer, but after thinking about it carefully, it was better to ride over.

In this way, Long Hao rode a fierce horse and followed closely behind Ou Xin, and the streets he passed along the way were stained with blood, and the corpses of the guards could be seen everywhere.

The houses on both sides collapsed in pieces, and the floor was devastated and devastated......

Ou Xin in front of him once again encountered a team of ten mountain bandits, and he turned back to Long Hao without panic and said, "Second style, Baimang Sword!"

When the sound fell, wisps of sword qi turned into dazzling force burst out from Ou Xin's body, shooting out like a torrential rain, instantly covering a radius of three feet!

"Puff~Puff~Puff~"

Under the Baimang Sword, the ten mountain bandits with ten fierce horses turned into pieces of blood mist without even making the slightest sound......

Looking at that thrilling scene, Long Hao was short of breath, such a martial art, I am afraid that it is not much weaker than Mo Extraordinary Thousand Waves Heaven!

Ou Xin glanced at Long Hao, and continued to rush in the direction of the Ling family's compound, and when he reached this side, dead bodies could be seen everywhere on the ground, blood was accumulating into a puddle, and the scene was full of people.

At the end of the street, in a huge open area, there were thousands of people engaged in fierce fighting, and the sound of killing was shocking, and the screams were terrifying.

Under the sword fall, someone is incapacitated.

At this time, the centaurs on both sides were already red-eyed, and they were all desperate to play, and this kind of encirclement circle shrank rapidly.

Finally, Ling Jian, the city lord of Windy City, and the only forty or so people left retreated and were surrounded......

The fierce battle situation stopped for the time being, and the whole field was strewn with corpses, and the void was full of bloody gas.

Ling Jian's eyes were blood-red, and his anger was soaring, he had a fourfold Saint Martial Realm cultivator, but he was betrayed by his adopted son and seriously injured, and now he could only watch his own people being killed......

"Daddy, let's go quickly, the green mountains left behind are not afraid of no firewood. ”

The speaker was Ling Xuan'er, the daughter of Ling Jian, at this time, her white clothes were stained with blood, but she still couldn't hide her alluring appearance.

"The empire is in turmoil, each army has its own master, now that Windy City is besieged, where can we go?" Ling Jian sighed with a sad face.

Long sigh, imperial fate, long sigh heroic twilight......