The broken sword lay quietly on the ground, covered with dust, and the broken sword was faintly hideous and murderous.

The fat man glanced at it and wailed: "Tiezi, you smashed the fat man's signboard? The fat man sincerely introduced my brother to buy a sword from you, and you fooled people with the things in this rag heap?"

Tie Zi sneered, his face flashed with pride, and he said coldly: "Heroes have been nameless since they came out of the grass, and so are swords. In addition, people who don't know the goods will think that these are piles of rags!"

The fat man said angrily: "Fart!"

He hates it most in his life when people say that he doesn't know the goods!

Ning Qianqiu ignored the dispute between the two, leaned over and picked up the broken sword, this sword was extremely sharp, he reached out and flicked it on the sword, and there was an incomparably hard touch, and the sword body did not bend in the slightest.

Although this sword is thin, it would rather be bent than bent!

Ning Qianqiu showed a look of surprise, pondered for a moment, and slowly injected spiritual power into it, and at the same time, in the dim room, a wisp of extremely pure sword intent spread.

Suddenly, the broken sword woke up from the deep sleep of the ancients, and the sword body stirred, making a clanging sound.

As the dust on the sword body fell, a light as clear as the surface of the water lit up!

This ugly broken sword, after brushing away the dusty surface, is like being reborn from the fire!

"Good, good sword!" muttered the fat man.

"Hmph! This sword is made of water refining nature, and the frost mist lake has been imprisoned for a hundred years, so that a piece of iron essence can be obtained, and it is inscribed with the three major casting arrays of "Extreme Cold", "Sharp", and "Jiancheng", if it continues, it will enter the ranks of spiritual treasures, but it is a pity...... Even so, this broken sword can also be called a divine weapon under the Xuan Spirit!" Tiezi explained proudly, seemingly quite complacent about his forging methods.

The broken sword roared happily and trembled.

Rumble!

With a loud bang, the sword light on the broken sword was sheng, and the bright brilliance of Yan Er rolled out, wrapping the entire sword body, Ning Qianqiu held the sword high, as if holding a huge torch, and the momentum was compelling!

The powerful energy catharsis made the fat man and the iron man involuntarily retreat and dodge.

"Sword!" exclaimed Tiezi.

Sword mang, how many sword cultivators have pursued their lifelong sword powers, representing the supreme quality of a sword, quietly appeared in this dim iron shop.

Tiezi stammered in disbelief.

Call......

The sword mang, like a whale swallowing a cow, returned to the broken sword, the shocking scene just now, Ruo Nanke dreamed.

"What does this sword mean?" Ning Qianqiu asked with a satisfied look on his broken sword.

Tie Zi looked at the broken sword in Ning Qianqiu's hand with a complicated mood, and sighed: "Nameless sword, if you don't meet you, how can you be glorious today?

It turned out that even he underestimated this broken sword.

This sword has stepped into the ranks of spiritual treasures with half a foot, and it can be called the strongest divine weapon he has forged in his life.

But if there is no Ning Qianqiu, this sword may be covered with dust forever!

Perhaps this is the sorrow of the caster. The magic weapon created by one's own hands can only bloom in the hands of others!

Ning Qianqiu took a long test and said: "Although this sword is broken, it has an unbroken heart, so call it ...... Invincible Sword, how?"

The atmosphere in the blacksmith shop suddenly froze.

After a long time, the fat man reacted, jumped to his feet in anger, and said angrily: "What are you kidding, such a good sword, you have such a vulgar name!"

Tie Zi on the side had an ugly face, as if he was eager to take back the sword and not sell it.

Ning Qianqiu scratched his head and said, "Isn't this name good? ”

At the strong request of the fat man, the final broken sword was named "Broken Water Sword", which is a broken break, and the water means the sparkling waves when the sword is activated.

"Fold the water!"

Ning Qianqiu couldn't put it down and played with the broken sword, until the fat man coughed lightly, he woke up like a dream, and hurriedly asked, "Brother Tie, how to sell this sword?"

While speaking, Ning Qianqiu secretly complained in his heart.

The performance of this sword just now obviously exceeded Tiezi's estimate, I wonder if the other party will sit on the ground and raise the price?

Who knew that Tie Zichang shook himself to the ground and said sincerely: "This good meeting is the luck of breaking the water, and the luck of Tie." Brother Black Sword only needs to pay for the materials of 10,000 spirit stones, I hope you will use this sword for a long time!"

Seeing this, the fat man on the side had already understood in his heart, and said with a smile: "Old Hei, Tiezi is usually not so generous, it's rare to kill him, you are polite!"

Today, not only Ning Qianqiu, but Tiezi also benefited a lot.

As a caster, he has seen the limits of his craft, which has greatly helped him to improve his confidence and to cast in the future.

Perhaps, after today's events, the level of casting will be on a higher level.

Ning Qianqiu didn't understand this section.

Ning Qianqiu was a little embarrassed, took out the spirit stone obtained from the sale of the Solid Spirit Pill and handed it to Tiezi, and then took out a box and handed it over. These days, he has not only refined the Solid Spirit Pill and the Blood Condensation Pill, but also refined a batch of powerful Juyuan Pills, which are ready to be sold and make a lot of money.

"Brother Tie, this box contains a pill of Juyuan Pill, I see that your cultivation has reached a bottleneck, and you can accept this pill, it can help you. ”

When Tiezi heard that it was Ju Yuan Dan, he didn't care.

His cultivation had reached the eightfold level of the Tong Pulse, and Ju Yuan Dan couldn't help him break through the bottleneck at all.

But it was Ning Qianqiu's thoughts, and Tiezi still took it. saw Ning Qianqiu wink at him, flashing a playful look.

Tiezi was surprised in his heart.

Looking at Ning Qianqiu's expression, could it be that this box is not filled with Juyuan Dan?

He remained silent, and secretly made up his mind that he would try the elixir in it later.

"Okay, it's over here, the fat man can't live up to his expectations, so let's leave!" the fat man said hello and left the blacksmith shop with Ning Qianqiu.

"Black, don't forget to ...... tomorrow"

"Got it. ”

Ning Qianqiu waved goodbye to the fat man and walked in the opposite direction.

This time, he got the Water Folding Sword, which can be said to be a big gain, and he can't wait to go back and cultivate the magic power of multiple imperial swords.

As soon as I walked out of the alley, the sky suddenly rained.

Because of the reason why Frost Mist City is sitting on the Frost Mist Lake, it is cold all year round, and the cold rain hits the body, and the cool wind goes straight into the clothes.

Pedestrians on the street took out oil-paper umbrellas and hurried away.

Ning Qianqiu suddenly stopped.

Facing him, a figure whose face was blocked by an oil-paper umbrella was blocked in front, and a feminine man's voice came from under the umbrella, asking magnetically: "You, is the black sword?"

"Yes, do you have any advice?" Ning Qianqiu said.

"I can't talk about advice, I'm just here to kill you. ”

The oil-paper umbrella suddenly opened, expanded several times out of thin air, and covered Ning Qianqiu!

"You, you messed with a woman you shouldn't mess with......"

Ning Qianqiu, the man with an oil-paper umbrella in front of him is obviously here for the dude!

Moreover, the scene in front of him reminded him of Yu Lianhua's 'Death Sword'.

"Really, bad memories......" Ning Qianqiu sneered.

I didn't see Ning Qianqiu's movements, the sky was full of bleak wind and bitter rain, and there were inexplicable ripples of sparkling water, and at the same time, a thin light and shadow flashed away in the waves!

"Since it's for women, let's take you and try the sword!"

Ning Qianqiu's words without any emotion were drowned in the rippling light.