At this time, the black crowd made way for no reason, and Feng Chengcheng walked slowly to the front of the stage, kicked his feet, and fell on the ring as light as a swallow.

At this time, there were three stoves in the ring, with Feng Chengcheng below, the old man on the left and the dwarf hammer on the right.

The ten elders sitting on the elder platform were also very interested in this game, and they were very interested in Feng Tilt City.

What is the reason for this refined long sword, it can be so powerful, if it can make up for the shortcomings revealed, maybe it will be able to achieve a new peak of refining!

The game began at the behest of the elders.

The blazing furnace fire was like the hearts of the refiners, jumping wantonly in the ring.

"Old man Deadwood! Give her some color and let him understand the power of the Bronze Fire Fortress! ”

"Hammer, if you can't defeat this woman, you won't drink in the future!"

The remaining few silent refiners naturally understood the true strength of Feng Tilting City, and they were also very surprised in their hearts, why didn't they follow the best techniques to create a peak long sword?

The Nine Heavens Dark Iron was poured into the stove with a bang, and the blazing fire went straight to the center of the Nine Heavens Dark Iron, this fire was not an ordinary fire, but a fire erupted from the earth's core, although it was only in the sixth layer, but the power contained in it was already very powerful.

The dwarf hammer also used all his strength at this time, in addition to the giant hammer, he also has a characteristic, that is, he looks down on the fire crumbs of the copper fire fortress, and has been making his own wine.

Drinking the wine of the dwarf hammer is like swallowing his giant hammer into his stomach, even if he is an old drunkard, he will take a sip of the wine and make him unconscious.

He carefully took out the wine, then frowned and poured it into the stove with a reluctant face, and the raging fire rose to the sky, like the god of fire descending into the world, and even the refiners watching around the audience couldn't help but exclaim and took a few steps back.

The Nine Heavens Dark Iron quickly melted into a puddle of crimson liquid in the triumphant smile of the dwarf hammer, but in the blink of an eye, the old man of the dead wood was also quite different, and Feng Chengcheng had already begun to prepare for the next stage of work.

There is no room for the Hammer to be complacent.

Feng Chengcheng stared intently at this hot molten iron, even the heat wave just now was unaware, at this time, seeing that the time had come, he roared angrily, waving his hands forward, and when he landed, this molten iron was like a fire dragon under Feng Chengcheng's hands, and it was surgingly circling up.

The refiner under this hand didn't blink, this woman is not only powerful in refining, but also her strength is also amazing, is she really a person who touched it from the nether?

In an instant, all the molten iron in the stove flew into the sky, and under the manipulation of Feng Chengcheng, it instantly formed the shape of a knife body.

This is, a gust of wind rose out of thin air, it was the sword qi that was all over Feng Qicheng's body, and it slashed on the body of this blazing knife one by one, and soon the red liquid cooled into a semi-solid state.

Feng Tingcheng waved his hand, and when he landed, he put the big knife into the pool on the side, and instantly the ring was filled with a hot white mist, and when Feng Tingcheng pulled it up again, the prototype of the big knife had appeared, and a looming tiger roar spread all over the knife.

The person who tried his best to see clearly in the mist that Feng Qicheng was refining the big knife was taken aback at this time, this, this, what's going on? A weapon is so spiritual.

And the elders on the elder platform even ignored the subtleties, and stretched their bodies as far as they could, just to watch Feng Chengcheng refining the big sword, at this time, when they saw the prototype, they fell back on the stool, and couldn't help but sigh, this woman is really good.

But not to be outdone, the Hammer and the Old Man of the Dead Wood were the first to roar, and pulled out the rudiments of the broadsword from the pool.

Sure enough, it is exactly the same as the style of the dwarf hammer, and this big knife is full of simple and heavy temperament, like a huge giant bear silently opening its teeth and claws.

Subsequently, the old man of the dead wood also took out the big knife, the same as the usual style, or even more brilliant, the whole blade was extremely black, the phoenix and the dwarf hammer were the same material, but the old man of the dead wood was able to refine it into this shape, it seems that the person who came was not good.

Feng Tingcheng stretched the prototype of the big knife into the stove at this time, and soon, the blade was burned red, Feng Tingcheng was happy in his heart, after watching the four long swords collide before, he knew that the shortcomings of this time actually made up for a lot, and it seems that this big knife will be improved a lot.

The essential attributes of each piece of these Nine Heavens Xuantie are different, and although the one that Feng Chengcheng got at this time cannot be said to fully meet the standards for making a big knife, it can also be used.

But just as Feng Tilting City's refining steps were proceeding step by step, his eyes suddenly widened, and he felt a chill stabbing from the upper left.

Feng Qingcheng looked up and saw that the old man with dead wood was tempering his strange big knife by himself, as if he didn't know anything about what had just happened.

Feng Tingcheng was annoyed in his heart, although he didn't understand what the chill was just now, but it must have been done by this old man with dead wood, there was no doubt about it.

But at this time, a burst of sparks burst out in the stove, Feng Tingcheng's heart tightened, and he hurriedly went to see the situation of the big knife, just now for some reason, the temperature that was basically stable suddenly increased, and the big knife was heated and climbed, and it was a little out of Feng Chengcheng's expectations, forming an irreparable defect.

Feng Qingcheng's face turned pale, and he hurriedly personally manipulated the big knife to roll in the stove, and carefully inspected it, although the big knife was defective, it was not a big problem.

Feng Tingcheng gritted his silver teeth at this time, staring at the old man with dead wood, he never thought that he would turn his head playfully at this time, and also shaved Feng Tingcheng viciously, looking at his appearance, he must understand the bad situation on Feng Tingcheng's side.

Feng Qicheng was angry, he couldn't help it, and pulled out the red-hot knife violently and put it in the pool, causing a burst of mist.

After this action, the blade of the big knife has emerged with a basic momentum, like a tiger descending from the mountain, roaring with its teeth and claws to eat people.

Feng Qingcheng sneered at the old man of the dead wood, and then manipulated the big knife with both hands to rise, and when he landed, a fierce wind of unknown origin surged instantly, and the surrounding clouds and mist dispersed in an instant.

"What is this for?!"

The refiners were all taken aback, and shouted angrily with hideous faces.

Everyone can see that this big knife is far from being a finished product, but it is already extraordinarily powerful, and it makes people's hearts hairy, this is the real weapon, just looking at it can kill people!

But Feng Chengcheng silently hooked the corners of his mouth, and simply slashed it neatly, and when he landed, the big knife floating in mid-air moved casually, and fell towards the old man of the dead wood with supreme momentum.

When he boarded, the faces of the whole audience changed drastically, and even the elders on the elder stage couldn't imagine that Feng Tingcheng would make such a move, but no one spoke out to stop it, I am afraid that his throat has been blocked by the momentum of Feng Tingcheng's big knife, even if he speaks in vain.

The big knife slashed through the air, and a tiger roar with a chill penetrating the bone marrow sounded, long and clenched with fangs.

The black scum attached to the knife body was blown away at this time, leaking out of the big knife itself, and countless mysterious patterns were entwined in it, like breathtaking tiger stripes.

The old man who bore the brunt of the dead wood also changed his face drastically at this time, and the small action just now was indeed what he called, in order to let the opponent lose to himself, after all, the precision work of refining weapons, even if there is a little mistake, it is a thousand miles away.

I didn't expect Feng Qingcheng to be so bold, and he slashed at his head with a big knife.

He had a hideous face, and he had to pull out the big knife that was still in the stove, and rushed forward against the blade of Feng Qicheng.

The crimson blade even dripped with molten iron, but there were still countless small black shops like stars circulating in it, which was very eye-catching.

For his own weapons, the old man of Deadwood is still very confident, he has been working on refining weapons for most of his life, and even refined his own technique, everyone is at this step, why would he lose your knife?

Without blinking, the two half-finished broadswords collided together.

Feng Qingcheng's face was like an iceberg without change, and the big knife fell down with all his strength on the old man's knife, shaking off the molten iron attached to the old man's big knife.

When he landed, a dark knife with no end in sight appeared in the air, if the big knife of Feng Qicheng is a tiger down the mountain, this black knife is a leopard on the tree, at this time the sharp claws and fangs are exhausted, and the two keen eyes are round.