Old man Zhang is an old rascal, roll up his sleeves, just let the money back.

Luo Kui got up angrily: "Your Ning family is too deceitful!" ”

"Whoever bullied you, give me back anyway!" Old man Zhang's eyes were not good, he really stretched out his hand under the coffin board, and he wanted money to die.

Didn't wait for Rokui to speak.

Yuan Tianfeng said angrily: "If we want to deceive you, you are already a corpse now!" ”

"Humph!" Luo Kui's face was very ugly.

Ning Bei stood with his hands in his hands and smiled lightly: "Boss Luo, don't get me wrong, we didn't plan to humiliate you on this trip, because you are not qualified to be humiliated by me in front of me!" ”

One sentence is even more excessive than Yuan Tianfeng.

The words were indifferent and calm, but it made Luo Kui feel that this was the biggest humiliation!

What do you mean that he is not even qualified to be humiliated!

Luo Kui's eyes were filled with anger, the Jiupin warrior was in Bianjing City, and he was the top martial artist in himself.

It's a pity that Yuan Tianfeng smiled lightly: "Boss Luo, think about it, if you make a move, attack the king of my northern border, and commit the above, his crimes, the three clans!" ”

A speech made the audience silent.

Luo Kui's pupils shrank suddenly, his eyes were still angry, and his pupils shrank suddenly when he glanced at the sign on the sleeve of Ning Bei's white clothes.

A unicorn figure made of gold wire.

this sign.

Represents the North.

It also represents the Northern Liang Army!

The world is so big, there are only a handful of people who dare to provoke Beiliang.

Roqua was furious and asked, "Who are you?" ”

"A cloth cloth, no official and no lord, just like you, they are all ordinary people."

Ning Bei's humble words make people feel like a spring breeze.

It was precisely this sentence that made Luo Kui's face change in shock, and he lost his voice: "You are Northern Buyi!" ”

"Don't mind, I came here this time to borrow your territory to build a weapon for my fourth uncle."

Ning Bei calmly entered the house, the huge molten iron furnace, as well as the black iron platform, the hammer covered with sweat, the room was full of various weapons.

There is a sharp long sword, three feet long, as thin as a cicada's wings!

There is a pitch-black war knife, the knife is three feet long, the blade is heavy, and it is as resistant as frost.

There are also cast-iron spears!

These are all from Roqua.

Ning Bei nodded slightly, there is no shortage of things to build.

Luo Kui was a little frightened, he never thought that a generation of Beiliang King would come to his small courtyard.

He was respectful: "Lord Beiwang, what kind of weapon do you want, I can build it for you!" ”

"Can you still create a better weapon than the Northern King Sword?" Yuan Tianfeng asked angrily.

As a result, Roque's face turned green.

But if I am a Huaxia foundry, who doesn't know the North King Knife!

That's a peerless magic weapon that countless foundry masters can see in their dreams.

This Beiwang knife, its sharpness, no one in the world can stop it!

A single knife can break the weapon of the king.

This is the Northern King Knife.

It took three years to build, and was mastered by the young King of Beiliang, guarding the northern border, and killing one myth and legend after another.

This kind of war knife, don't talk about him Luo Kui.

Even if the ten foundries joined forces, they would not be able to forge this knife.

Luo Kui smiled bitterly: "As the king of the north, you shouldn't do such rude work of striking iron, which will damage the majesty of your lordship." ”

As soon as these words came out, Yuan Tianfeng laughed.

If Ningbei hadn't struck iron back then and sorted out the secret method of grandmaster-level casting, how could there be the eight grandmaster-level foundries in Beiliang today.

Ning Bei chuckled: "I refining weapons to kill people, and when I studied medicine, I still did it to kill people!" ”

"In the north, wearing a military uniform to join Beiliang, everything you have learned is a killing technique!"

"Beiliang stands in the north, and the purpose pursued is to protect the world by killing!"

……

Ning Bei's words were very light, but the killing intent that could be revealed made Luo Kui shudder.

Like a warrior, who dares to look down on a foundry!

A grandmaster-level caster is a god of war in his own right!

The weapons sold by others can sharpen iron and break armor, which can greatly improve the strength of warriors.

A sword is a starting point of 10 million.

To put it simply, this price has no market.

The weapons shot by the Grandmaster-level forger cannot be cast in large quantities.

However, the weapons of the first-class foundry can be mass-produced, albeit made of ordinary steel.

But in the hands of first-class foundries, the weapons that shoot can still sharpen iron like clay and pierce bulletproof vests.

The price of such a weapon starts at one million!

The terrifying thing is that Beiliang has more than 100 first-class forgers!

Eight grandmaster-level casters, 100 first-class forgers.

This is the essence of Beiliang!

After years of precipitation, the ten major legions of the Northern Liang Army, the first of which has the strongest combat power, are the descendants of the lineage.

The First Army of Beiliang, which was personally led by Ning Bei back then, has already been redressed in recent years.

100,000 black-clothed elites, equipped with cool knives, all from the hands of first-class forgers!

Countless warriors in the outside world, eager divine soldiers, sharpen iron like mud, but equip the first legion of the Northern Liang Army.

It can be imagined how terrifying it would be for 100,000 Beiliang knives to be sharpened like clay and equipped with the brave and combative Beiliang army.

Definitely improve the overall strength!

The Northern Liang Army reached its peak in the hands of Ningbei, but it was not child's play.

This is also the terrible reason why Beiliang is getting stronger year after year.

Ning Bei's fingers moved slightly, and his slender fingers gently held the hammer, which weighed fifty catties, was like holding a corn cob in his hand, and it didn't weigh much at all.

Don't forget how heavy the Beiwang knife used in Ningbei is!

It weighed more than 700 pounds.

Ningbei is effortless to use the Beiwang knife, let alone use a fifty-pound sledgehammer.

The next moment.

A piece of iron the size of a human head was taken out of the furnace, and the whole body was red, and the heat was blowing on the face.

Ning Bei's cheeks were slightly red, but the hammer fell calmly.

There was no beating in the wind and rain, and there was no thrashing with all your might.

On the contrary, Ningbei held a hammer and seemed to fall calmly.

Boom!

With a loud bang, the entire fire burst out with dazzling light, and the spark exploded directly, like a blooming firework.

This scene is dazzling!

Everyone was stupid.

Iron casting, in Ningbei, has become a very beautiful art.

But this art, except for Bei Liang, those who can perform it in the outside world will not miss the three!

The grandmaster-level foundry in the outside world is only two people who have survived!

However, in the northern realm, not counting Shangningbei, there are eight grandmaster-level foundries.

How amazing!

At this moment, on the iron platform, the piece of reddish iron bursts out with colorful sparks with every blow of the hammer, this scene is amazing!

Every blow contains light and dark energy!

The dark energy penetrates, and the bright energy erupts inside to form a squeezing force, causing sparks to disperse.

This kind of iron-striking technique can only be mastered by a grandmaster-level caster.

Luo Kui's eyes were in awe and he said in a low voice, "Grandmaster-level caster!" ”

One sentence and five words fell, making the young students around Luo Kui look shocked in their eyes.

The young man couldn't believe it, and looked at the young man in white who was younger than him.

It turned out to be a grandmaster-level caster!

It's terrifying!