Mo Chen and Zhao Xiaoya both found this very interesting, so Uncle Li was not crazy on his own, but forced him crazy with his arms? Well? That's interesting......

Drawing the knife and taking a look, the blade of the knife faintly flashed with lightning arcs, crackling in the air, and several dull explosions also woke up when the blade was fully revealed.

The knife is divided into three layers, a bewitching blood-red blade, a deep jet-black spine, and a silver-white back, and the three colors reflect each other, sinking deep and incredible.

On the waist pole of the knife, two words that seemed to be natural appeared a little irregularly on it, and he took out the communicator and swept it, and the two words "missing arms and legs" were vaguely like [sting].

"Good knives." Weighing the knife in the palm of his hand, he slashed back a few times, Mo Chen only felt that this knife seemed to be tailor-made for him by nature, no matter the weight or size, it had reached the point where there was nothing to add, and even the knife showed a happy posture in his hand.

Blacksmith Li laughed and said: "There was no word on this knife, I was thinking about what to take and polish it, but I didn't expect to knock it a few times, it actually became two words, I think it seems that God specially gave the name, so I let it be like this."

"Uncle Li, when did you have so much strength?" The knife is weighed in the hand, it is neither light nor heavy, I am afraid that it will have to be more than 200 catties, and when Blacksmith Li came, he held this knife and walked like a fly, which was a bit terrifying.

Blacksmith Li shook his head and said, "I don't know, I've hit several weapons in the past few days, and I don't feel anything when I hold it in my hand, it's as light as a feather." Originally, I thought I was too tired, so I couldn't feel the weight, but then I weighed it on the scale, good guy, each one is not less than 100 pounds, but there is no weight on the whole body. ”

Hearing this, Mo Chen scanned Blacksmith Li's body.

The data shows normal.

Shows extreme fatigue in physical condition.

But an abnormality was found in Blacksmith Li's hands.

Blacksmith Li's hand didn't have any problem with the naked eye, but under the function of detection, it was covered with a faint metallic luster, and the communicator did not specifically describe what this luster was.

Zhao Xiaoya snatched the sting from Mo Chen's hand with a little joy, and when she held it in her hand, she felt dead, and there was no gorgeous sound of thunder, and she inserted the sting into the scabbard again, but it still had no effect, so she pushed the knife into Mo Chen's hand: "You are proud."

Sure enough, as soon as the knife was held in his hand, an electric arc jumped again, and Blacksmith Li said happily: "Sure enough, it is true that the ancient books record the selection of the owner of the artifact, and my Li family has poured my heart and soul into the weapon, and finally created a satisfactory weapon, I am afraid that I will not be able to find that state in the future."

Mo Chen hurriedly persuaded: "Uncle Li, your skills are top-notch, and you will definitely be able to fight other divine weapons in the future."

Blacksmith Li shook his head and said: "Artifacts are hard to find, it is already a gift from God for a person to be able to play one in his life, isn't everyone qualified to become a great master like Ou Yezi, and the cadre will be taught by Ou Yezi, and he will only play a divine sword that everyone knows?"

He said bitterly to Mo Chen: "Xiao Chen, since this stunning knife has chosen you to be its master, it is actually a recognition of your ability, the artifact is like a human psychic, you must remember not to let the artifact feel lost."

Mo Chen solemnly promised: "Uncle Li, I promise you that I will never live up to the stunned choice of the master."

But he said that the sect, because a video exploded, it may be difficult for others to recognize the person in the video, but the disciple who killed the mutated water ghost with Mo Chen was deeply impressed, whether it was the familiar side face or the long knife dripping blood, there was no doubt that it was the son of the sect master.

Mo shook his face calmly, and the people below were trembling, and everyone, including Mo Daoxu, hadn't seen the old man so angry for a long time, so they didn't dare to touch the old man's moldy head again.

"Mo Daoxu, can you, the sect master, still do it, if you can't do it, I will let others replace you. Ge Laozi, the Taoist Sect has been looking forward to the stars and the moon for decades to produce such a genius from the past and the present, and you just swept him out of the house like this, Mo Daoxu, are you deliberately making the Taoist Sect unable to raise its head in front of other sects, right? "Mo Shao's temper is not weaker than that of the old man in the Boxing Sect, in the end, he came out of a mother's womb, and sometimes the momentum is similar to that of speechlessness.

Mo Daoxu shouted injustice: "Father, you listen to my explanation......"

He is indeed wronged, Mo Chen is his son, as Lao Tzu to find his long-lost son, it is too late to hurt, where will he be treated like this? But at that time, Mo Daolin held high the banner of righteousness, if he didn't cut through the mess quickly, his son didn't know how much he had to suffer, who knew that it was only a few days, and he would become a fragrant bun coveted by everyone.

"You explain the." Mo Shao's saliva sprayed on Mo Daoxu's face, and he was still angry: "Doesn't you, the sect master, have a little responsibility?" Dignified Dao Sect Master, you are not a decoration, let people wronged the genius of the sect at will, and you will not exercise the rights of the sect master? Why did Lao Tzu give birth to you temperless thing. ”

Mo Daoxu didn't dare to make a sound, the old man's stubborn temper gave him a headache, and he accepted the old man's reprimand in silence.

Mo Shao saw his calm and accepting appearance, and snorted: "If you don't get my grandson back, don't come back one by one, don't let me worry."

As soon as Mo Xinxian, who left the Boxing Sect, returned to the Dao Sect, she found that all the elders were like children with their heads down and silent, she jumped up and ran to Mo Shao, and shook the latter's arm: "Grandpa, whoever made you angry, it must be Dad, he is stupid."

Mo Shao's gloomy face showed a gentle smile when he saw Mo Xinxian: "None of them don't make grandpa angry, only my good granddaughter reassures grandpa." How is the situation of supporting the boxing sect this time? ”

When Mo Xinxian heard this, she proudly leaned up on the clean neck of the snow-white swan, patted her chest and said, "When the granddaughter goes out, how can there be anything that can't be done." The disciples who supported the Fist Sect were injured a few, but in general, they did not miss arms or legs, and they all came back safely. ”

"Okay, good, grandpa is the most relieved." Mo shook his palms, the first battle of the prehistoric riots, injuries were inevitable, 200 people went out and came back completely, this battle is worth celebrating, the strength of the Cangtian Lion is really terrifying.

Mo Xinxian said a little frustratedly: "But the Cangtian Lion is injured, and the injury is not light, I'm afraid I won't be able to fight for a while."

Mo Shao's expression froze, and he asked anxiously, "Is the Cangtian Lion injured?" Is it serious? Will it leave permanent scars? ”

Cangtian Lion is the hole card of the Dao Sect, and its strength is much better than Mo Shao, if this hole card is damaged, their probability of survival at this stage is half smaller.

Mo Xinxian said: "Originally, the Cangtian Lion was seriously injured, the kind of ...... that was crippled even if he didn't die."

The hearts of the people of the Taoist Sect are tightened, creating evil, doesn't this mean that the Heavenly Lion is abolished?

"At this critical moment......" Mo Xinxian became more and more energetic the more she spoke.

"Don't sell it, get to the point." Mo Daoxu said seriously.

Mo Xinxian spread her hands: "Brother, a bottle of potion, the Cangtian Lion is resurrected with full blood, it's as simple as that."

(End of chapter)