"King Qili, what did you Shizu Clan do, the troops are insufficient, and no one even wants the weapons for export. ”

Dwarf Clan, after the banquet of several major clans, the crowd dispersed, and above the throne was the Dwarven King of the Firebeard Clan.

"It is also up to King Karl to carry him out. ”

King Chili actually whispered in front of the other king, and there was no one around, only two kings and a general of the Stonefoot clan.

The dwarven general did not dare to speak, and bowed his head.

"It's not a difficult task, but since there is nothing in your clan, I won't be able to find half of the benefit for you. ”

Karl didn't give up, and the straight King of Chili couldn't raise his head.

"What a rubbish, hahahaha. ”

"That's what the king said. ”

King Chili still lowered his head, he knew the importance of the person in front of him to his people, if it weren't for his assistance, I am afraid that the Stonefoot Clan would not be able to survive today, the current world is different from the past, after the assassination, everyone in the dwarf clan is in danger, it has been divided, and many weak clans have gone elsewhere.

But the dwarven general couldn't swallow this breath.

"King Karl, I respect you as the dwarven king of the Firebeard Clan, but our king is not your subordinate or slave!"

"Pomps, don't be rude!"

King Karl said simply, even if Poncs had all kinds of anger, he had to swallow it, and General Poncs couldn't be clearer about the matter of the law of the jungle, but seeing his king so low, his heart was full of unwillingness, and he knew how much his king had paid for the clan.

"Don't get in the way, juniors know something. ”

With that, King Chili was about to stand up, and the wine from the glass spilled on his shoes.

"Look, my shoes are dirty. King Karl smiled indifferently, "Look, what to do." ”

"How can you stain the king's shoes.

As he spoke, King Chili hurried to King Karl and knelt on the ground.

"Skillful, good, hahahaha. ”

"You incompetent subordinates have watched your own king do such a thing?"

At that moment, Poncs would rather be a dead man, and at that moment, Pomps's face was the most hypocritical laugh in his life.

That moment was engraved in Ponks's blood, and that moment was the last time Ponks knelt, King Cal's arrogant smile, and his own king's humble face echoed in Ponks's mind every day.

"Why are you drinking again? ”

The dwarf Lan Lan pushed open the door, and Pomps couldn't find her, so he went back to his room to rest.

"It's fine. ”

Pomps's face was solemn, and that scene appeared in front of him again.

"Drink less. ”

The voice was full of concern, she knew what General Ponces was thinking at the moment, but she couldn't help her man, so she had to gently hold him in her arms.

"Wow!"

Xuan Chen was stunned by the countless furnaces and the brilliant blades on the walls.

He ignored the dwarven warrior's words.

"This sword is cool!"

As he spoke, Xuan Chen picked up a black-purple sword hanging on the wall in a corner, the sword was a little slender, but it was domineering, and the purple patterns were chaotic, all over the sword body.

"What are you doing, little!"

The village chief rushed over when he heard the noise, and Lin Meng and Wen followed behind the village chief.

"Do you know where this sword came from, how can you move it!"

The village chief blamed Xuan Chen, and it was not that others were not allowed to touch the sword, but this sword was extremely evil, and those who touched the sword did not end well.

"Xuan Chen?"

"Hey?"

"Why are you here!" Min chuckled, and by now, the three boys of the escaped five-person group were complete.

"You know?"

The village chief listened to the words of several people, and he should be a very good friend.

"I haven't introduced it yet, this is my friend Xuanchen. As he spoke, Lin Meng turned sideways and pointed at the village chief, "This is the village chief." ”

"Hello. Xuan Chen said dumbfoundedly.

"What a hero. The village chief actually felt Haoran righteousness from between the eyebrows of this Xuan Chen, "Fang Cai spoke a little impatiently, and he was more forgiving. ”

"Out of the way. Xuan Chen hung the sword back up.

"Listen to the village chief's meaning, this should be a demon sword. Lin Meng looked the sword up and down, and a dark power surged inside the sword.

"It seems that you have also noticed that this sword was forged by my grandfather, using black gold from outside the sky, and there have been many masters, but all of them died unexpectedly, and they have not really been opened to this day. ”

"That's it. Xuan Chen looked at the sword and subconsciously took a few steps back.

"Black gold outside the sky!"

These four words are thunderous to Min, even in his hometown, there is no good special effect means to exercise this strongest metal. Although this sword looks slender, there is no doubt that when this sword is taken up by some amazing swordsman, it will definitely rank at the top of the S-class weapons.

In the world, most of the seventeen strongest weapons of the SS class were in the hands of the strong men of the major races, and those few people were all the strongest at that time without exception, although the number of S-level weapons continued to increase, but at most it was only forty-seven, as if it was destined by heaven, one person reached the top, and one person would fall.

But the S-level and S-level weapons are not very different, but the user's cultivation is different, and the number of lives of the sword is different.

Although Momiji's Death Scythe is not as good as S, it is also an A-grade top-grade and a powerful divine weapon.

"This sword is so fierce. ”

I don't know if the tendon was wrong, Lin Meng actually felt that the sword was his, stretched out his arm, and held the sword in his hand.

"Lin Meng!" The village chief was worried, although Lin Meng was a dustless swordsman, this sword was by no means idle.

In an instant, the sword actually moved, and the huge force flew out of Lin Meng's hand, and the entire factory was like a broken army, and the people who only watched were dazzled, and countless afterimages seemed to be thousands of swords.

"This sword!"

All the people in the foundry put down their work, and even the dwarven warrior could see it, and the fire splashed through the sea of people, as if ten thousand swords were dancing.

"It's coming. Almost everyone couldn't see the traces of the sword clearly, only Lin Meng said softly.

In an instant, ten thousand swords galloped in front of Lin Meng, merging into one, and stabbed straight at Lin Meng.

At this distance, Xuan Chen gasped, Min was frightened, the village chief's hands were trembling, and everyone in the forge was speechless.

Suddenly, no, the hair between Lin Meng's eyebrows has been cut off.

Lin Meng laughed, not half frightened, calmly frightened.

"Good sword!"

A roar.

In the blink of an eye, I held it in my hand.

Secretly exerting his strength, the sword was contrary to Lin Meng, and he could feel that Lin Meng's spiritual power had reached its peak at this moment, and the wind pressure had actually made the entire forging factory a little cooler.

The village chief stood there quietly, and Xuan Chen and Wen didn't bother Lin Meng, but the wound on Lin Meng's chest was a little unbearable, and he tore hard.

"Nightshade!"

With another roar, Lin Meng seemed to be even more powerful than this sword at this moment, and slowly pulled it back from mid-air.

Although the body of this sword is slender, it is extremely comfortable to hold.

The power of the sword seemed to be that of an evil dragon, furious to the extreme, Lin Meng actually laughed heartily, thinking of such a name, the name of the legendary demon dragon that no longer exists in the world!

After a moment, the sword fell silent, emitting several streaks of purple light, and the messy lines turned into beautiful patterns.

"It seems that this sword has found its owner!"

The village chief laughed heartily, and he was so relieved.