Chapter 112: Blood Demon Sword

When Zhang Lan was hung on the city tower, the evil ghost did not stop for a moment, 108 craftsmen used the most primitive way to cut the core area of the red edge and black scales, spliced it with a fine way of 0.1 mm as a unit, and then spliced it with a matrix that conformed to the cold brew method, the whole process was like the finest needlework, forging the black scale armor in front of Zhang Lan inch by inch.

Seeing this armor that could shine under the candlelight, Zhang Lan knew that his 7 days of suffering were not in vain.

"Each piece of black scale armor consumes up to 1,000 scales, excluding defective products and engineering losses, and can eventually give you about 80 sets, 50 sets are currently completed, and the rest can be delivered within 7 days." The demons' data as craftsmen are accurate.

"Thank you." Zhang Lan nodded heartily and saluted.

"Also, you don't seem to have any melee weapons at your disposal?"

The evil ghost has discovered from the beginning that the combat method of Xiaoyao City has been extremely strong since ancient times, and melee combat is respected, so after having enough strong long-range firepower, it still pays attention to melee ability, so famous generals will be equipped with conspicuous melee weapons.

"In the past, I used the ion vibration scalpel that came with the ripper, and it was very easy to use, but recently I have run out of blades." Zhang Lan said helplessly.

"I don't have to use that stuff anymore." The demon snapped his fingers, and the two big men carried a metal box 2 meters long and laid it flat on top of the tea table.

"What's that?" Zhang Lan said curiously.

"A demon knife."

The evil ghost opened the box in front of him, and a red light flashed so that Zhang Lan couldn't help but look sideways, and when he looked at it, what was lying quietly in the box was a super long red Tang knife that was only two fingers wide and 1.5 meters long.

"This is forged by the red oil python fangs you brought over, I extracted the sharpest inner side of the 4 teeth, superimposed and polished and compressed, its hardness is not inferior to Odin metal, and its sharpness value is not lost to the ion vibration knife edge created by technical means, the most terrifying thing is that there is a natural blood-pumping vacuum circuit in the teeth, fighting on the battlefield, the most afraid is the blood paste knife, and any blood is ...... for this demon knife"

The demon bit his finger and dropped a drop of blood on the blade, and strangely, the blood quickly spread out and was absorbed by the blade as if it were dripping into a lake.

"It is a blood-sucking blade, extremely efficient, no matter how long it takes to slash, there is no lack of blades, no flicking knives, no pasting edges, in this life, this is the most terrible melee weapon I have ever built, I can only sigh, nature has bred too many strange beasts and monsters, and we are just a drop in the bucket compared to them."

"Good knives!"

In the sky, Lan Ling, who was carrying a blue tail flame, looked at the red blade, and the two compound eyes flew down with light, grabbed the handle of the knife with one hand, and lifted the long knife that was more than ten times larger than his body.

"Who is this?" The demon's psychic eye searched for everything that had recorded Lan Ling, but could not match it to any species.

"He's a demigod beast, and we're currently allies." Zhang Lan explained.

"How many allies have you found? Don't even let go of the alien beasts? "The demons have been refreshed to the lower limit of cognition.

"Actually, I don't know why, his life is very good, the protagonist's halo, right?" Nightingale shrugged helplessly.

"My blade doesn't work, give me this one." Lan Ling was not negotiating at all, and he had the momentum of grabbing.

"I don't care, but are you sure you're the right fit for this?" Zhang Lan smiled bitterly.

"Actually, you don't need to use this, there are still some remnants of snake tooth materials in the inner hall, maybe not enough to make such a long knife, but the version you use should be enough." The demon quickly explained.

"Really? Great, then don't want this. ”

Lan Ling, who was flying in the air, also felt that this guy was too big, let go of his little hand, and the blade fell naturally, nailing through the tea table with a bang, and even most of it was inserted into the concrete floor, as easy as a long knife inserting tofu.

"Damn, can you be so sharp?" Nightingale shames.

"Looks like a great treasure." Zhang Lan held the handle of the knife and easily pulled out the demon knife from the tea table.

If you want to test the knife, there is nothing more suitable than yourself, Zhang Lan turned the blade, directly on his ripper, and pulled it gently, leaving a cut mark on the surface of the solid Odin metal armor.

"Thank you." Zhang Lan unceremoniously accepted the armament.

"Give it a name, at least one of them." The evil ghost gave this honor to Zhang Lan.

"I'm not good at this, why don't you come?" Zhang Lan looked at the nightingale.

"Your gun is called a viper, and the one you killed is also a python, which means that you have been with a snake in your life, so you are called a 'blood anacond'." The nightingale is also very casual.

"It's good if you're happy." Zhang Lan finalized the name of the knife in this way.

After confirming the equipment, the demon arranged for his men to prepare the black-scaled armored carts to be sent to the greedy wolf camp. Just in the interval between loading, the evil ghost standing next to Zhang Lan whispered, "What are you going to do next?" When is it reversed? ”

"Now is not the time, you also said that there is Humber in the Easy City, and there is a scorching sun outside, at least one of them must be solved first to have a chance of winning." The plan that Zhang Lan had in mind was still in its infancy, and it didn't make much sense now.

"If I were you and I chose to move, it would be Humber, the scorching sun...... Difficult to change. The demon reminded.

"Who the hell is he?" Zhang Lan was very curious that this commander of the three armies, who had heard his name countless times, could make the evil ghosts a little jealous.

"In principle, the scorching sun is no longer a human being. He's not a native of the city, he's an outsider like you and me. It's just that the place where he came from is hell. "The demons are in this free city, and it is not difficult to find out the origin of the scorching sun.

Scorching Sun came to the city at the age of 30, following the fortress train with a pile of dead bodies, ready to be mixed into fodder for the breeding of livestock. But when the cleaner was carrying the body, he crawled out of it covered in blood and walked away like no one.

His hometown, called "Shurachang", is the largest for-profit prison in history, controlled by one of the seven major groups, the Sunset Group, which houses the most difficult scumbag criminals of the major groups.

They were oppressed in the Shura field, engaged in the bloodiest brawl show, and turned into a paid TV channel that sold all over the world, it was an all-encompassing killing game, and no one ever came out of the Shura field alive, except for ...... Sun.

His name in the Shura field is perhaps even better, as he is known as the "Undefeated God of Killing", with a winning streak of 99, and no fighter in the Shura field has broken this record to this day.

All of his experiences can be downloaded on TV for only 198 federal dollars.

Whether it's a solo battle, a group fight, or a wild beast fight, no creature can kill him in any way......