Ben Thunder Sword, from the eighth peak, is the proud work of Zhuge Yan, the son of Zhuge Yue, the peak master of the eighth peak. A first-order medium spiritual weapon.

But it was such a sword, Ye Luo held it with his bare hands, and it was so "crackling" that it was pinched into a pair of metal slag, leaving only a small section of the hilt of the sword held in Lin Sishao's hand.

"Weird...... Monster?! ”

Lin Sishao trembled incessantly, a pair of eyes that were already small were suddenly protruding from their sockets like a dying goldfish, and the whites of their eyes were full of bloodshots, "This is a first-order medium spiritual weapon!" It was refined by Senior Brother Zhuge Yan!! ”

When the last two sentences came out, the voice had completely changed tone, sharp and harsh.

Lin Sishao's heart was broken, and his heart died. Crashed.

God knows how much it would cost to refine a first-order mid-level spiritual weapon. Even if he was the young master of the Lin family, it took him half a year to gather all the materials for refining the Benlei Sword, find Senior Brother Zhuge Yan, who was ranked fifth among the inner disciples, and customize the spiritual weapon according to the characteristics of his own exercises.

"You've lost."

Ye Luo's face was calm, and his golden eyes flashed with the momentum of looking at the world.

She didn't bother to care who forged Lin Sishao's spiritual weapon, she just had to win, she was fighting for the lonely city. If she doesn't stand up here today, it is hard to guarantee that Lin Yi and these people will not continue to bully her brother in the future.

Lin Sishao was physically and mentally traumatized, and when his left hand was broken, he did not stop the bleeding in time, and his face was as white as a dead man at the moment, crumbling, and he looked like he would faint at any time.

"Fourth brother!"

Lin Yi's voice changed sharply, he hurriedly went up, supported Lin Sishao's body, and quickly clicked on several big points on Lin Sishao's body to stop the bleeding, "Fourth brother, you hold on." ”

"Big brother." Lin Sishao looked grief-stricken, a twenty-year-old man, tears fell like this, "My hands are useless, I'm a wasted person......"

"Don't talk nonsense!" Lin Yi's eyes crossed with a look of pain, "There is also Uncle Yun Zheng, he must have a way to help you connect the severed hand." ”

"Don't lie to me, big brother." Lin Sishao shook his head while crying, his voice was full of despair, "The Peak Lord's Fire Rebirth Lotus can regenerate severed limbs, but it has been stolen by thieves, and I have no hope." ”

Reborn Lotus from the Fire?

When he heard this name, Ye Luo's golden eyes crossed a strange emotion, and the corners of his lips rose slightly.

"Ye Luo! You return my fourth brother's left hand! ”

Lin Yi was also very angry, turned his head, and stared at her coldly with an unkind face.

Ye Luo raised his eyebrows, and his lips moved slightly: "Why is Senior Brother Lin Yi so excited, it's just a competition between fellow disciples, and a little injury is nothing."

"You-"

Lin Yi was angry, and was even more provoked by Ye Luo's attitude, "Learn? Is that a sparring? ”

"Why isn't it a spar? Ye Luo smiled, the corners of his eyebrows and eyes were full of mockery, "What, Senior Brother Lin Yi, this is only allowed to be set on fire by the state officials, and the people are not allowed to light the lamps." Lin Sishao beat my brother and wanted to take my brother's life, that is, to fight; And this princess just took one of your brother's hands from Senior Brother Lin Yi, isn't it a competition? This is simply a double standard, could it be that the Cloud Nu Sect was opened by your surname Lin family? ”

The last sentence shocked Lin Yi.

Uncle Lin Yunzheng wants to get involved in the position of the head of the Cloud Nu Sect, how did this stinky girl know?