The overwhelming thunderclouds are breathless.

After Nangong Wuwu understood Chen Fan's intentions, the whole person fell into a state of stupor.

"It's crazy. ”

He muttered to himself.

At this time, he realized the purpose of Chen Fan's use of the water from the Sword Washing Pool to pour into the leyline fire.

He used the principles of nature to cause changes in the vision of heaven and earth.

Such a means is simply beyond his imagination.

"Could it be that the casting methods of the past are outdated?"

Nangong Wuself couldn't help but shed tears.

According to his plan, after the one hundred and eight sword blanks were built, they would be stored in the furnace for dozens of days, or even half a year or several years, and then the sword would be quenched and finally formed.

Unexpectedly, Chen Fan didn't take the usual path at all, and directly caused a vision of heaven and earth, summoned lightning and thunder, and quenched the sword with heavenly phenomena.

"Can these sword blanks really withstand it?"

Nangong Wuself began to worry again.

He is a truly pure master of blacksmithing.

"Boom!!"

The thunderclouds produced by the rising fog became thicker and thicker, coupled with the thunder array that Chen Fan had laid out in advance.

Any beam of lightning generated from the sky will be channeled into the sword.

"Woooooo

The thunder and lightning continued to refine one hundred and eight sword blanks, and the thunder became more and more prosperous.

Even if they were extremely far away, Nangong Wuself could feel that these sword blanks were undergoing qualitative changes at an extremely fast speed.

These sword blanks, which were originally made of ink bamboo, were not only not destroyed by the thunder, but gradually quenched off the excess impurities under the action of lightning.

One by one, the sword embryos began to become as thin as silkworm wings.

Make a buzzing sound.

"It's not enough!"

Chen Fan's voice once again came from above the valley frantically.

I saw him appear under the thunder and lightning, pinching the trick with both hands, and leading up with one hand, a Nine Dragons Ding appeared out of thin air, the lid of the Ding was lifted, and a golden Dan was swallowing in the Nine Dragons Ding.

The thunderclouds that were originally about to disperse, after Jin Dan appeared, suddenly gathered again, like a thunder dragon roaring, lightning and thunder again.

Chen Fan's eyes showed a hint of madness, and the 'Quenching Sword Pill' in the Nine Dragons Ding suddenly flew out of the Ding, turning into wisps of pure Gengjin Qi and surging towards those sword blanks.

An incredible scene appeared, those sword blanks began to appear little by little, like magic, each sword began to open, the sword body also became brighter, and the most primitive ink bamboo lines appeared little by little.

"Whoa!"

Once again, thunder and lightning shrouded the sky.

One hundred and eight sword blanks buzzed, and suddenly flew up from the ground and soared straight into the sky!

The golden edge of the sky forms a brilliant galaxy, and the thunderclouds form a strange thunder ring.

A flying sword, gradually taking shape!

"Duh!"

Chen Fan bit the index fingers of both hands, and the essence blood overflowed, pointing towards those flying swords.

At the same time, a flash of inspiration suddenly appeared above his head, and the spirit body that merged into Yuan Ying left his body and ran towards those flying swords.

Each flying sword that was infected with essence blood had a little more spirituality in an instant, and the sword body disappeared, turning into a strange nine-colored thunderbolt, and submerged into Chen Fan's spiritual body.

"Crazy!"

Nangong Wuself was stunned again.

He was surprised to see that one hundred and eight flying swords directly pierced his spirit body and disappeared.

"Whoa!"

The last ray of thunder fell from the sky, enveloping his spirit body as well.

"With the spirit as a sheath, is he going to die with those flying swords?"

Nangong flew into the air without self.

I want to make a final save.

However, the thunderstorm area suddenly enlarged from the place where Chen Fan's spirit body disappeared, and in an instant, the entire valley was enveloped in it.

"Slash!"

White in the air.

A thunderbolt turned into a sword.

The entire mountain peak in the distance appeared in an instant, and then calmed back!

It's as if everything is just an illusion.

The thunderclouds dispersed.

Chen Fan appeared.

His spirit body flew back, and in the palm of his hand, there was an ordinary thunder bead!

It was a sword pill that he made from the secret technique of forging recorded in the Rokuren Forging Chapter!

This is his secret that has not been passed on.

The spirit returns.

The thunder bead in his hand also disappeared.

"Kencheng!"

Chen Fan threw a codex towards Nangong Wuself.

"Farewell!"

He arched his hand in the air.

Then, the whole person turned into a ray of light and disappeared at the end of the mountain.

The wind blows, and everything is calm.

"He's just gone?"

Nangong Hong came with the Nangong family.

"yes. ”

Nangong Wuself had a bitter face.

"His sword became ...... He is the first master caster. ”

"How is that possible?"

The people of the Nangong family looked incredulous.

Nangong Wuwu pointed to the opposite mountain.

Silent.

Everyone looked puzzled and dazed.

Suddenly, everyone felt the earth shake slightly, and then the shaking became stronger and stronger.

"What's going on!"

"Look!"

Following the fingers, I saw the opposite peak, from above the mountainside, slowly staggered, from the mountainside was neatly cut off!

Bang!

The mountain collapsed.

The entire valley where the sword was forged changed its appearance.

"Is it that powerful enough?"

Nangong Hong sighed faintly.

When I turned around, I was a little lonely.

Once, the Nangong family had an opportunity to climb high branches, but unfortunately, they didn't seize it properly.

Today, he has become an unattainable mountain.

And the Nangong family, even if it is covered by mountain peaks, it will be cut open by someone with a sword.

......

Hundreds of miles away, Chen Fan flew in the air, and the mountains and rivers were at his feet.

The casting of flying swords for more than ten days in a row made him excited and a little tired.

"Take a break and go back to the Xuanmen. ”

Chen Fan came to a deserted valley, caught a few hares, caught a few fish in the river, set them on the fire pit, and slowly roasted them with firewood.

He sat cross-legged by the fire, breathing slowly.

The tiredness on his face gradually faded.

The hare and fish gradually exuded the original aroma of meat, and Chen Fan moved his fingers, ready to feast.

But at this moment, there was a slight sound of footsteps from far and near.

I saw a mountain madman with a huge axe coming from the col, this person was full of red beard, high cheekbones, and a few live rabbits hanging from his waist, he walked towards Chen Fan little by little, and finally stopped by the fire.

"Young man, borrow a fire. ”

After saying that, he tore the rabbit raw and skinned it and hung it rudely on the fire rack.

The rabbit wasn't dead yet, and it was constantly shaking on the shelf.

Chen Fan glanced up at the other party, and with a finger of his hand, the hanging rabbit was completely dead.

"Young man, do you know? I like to watch my prey struggle to die little by little, and this kind of roasted meat is the most delicious. ”

Chen Fan glanced at the giant axe in the other party's hand, gnawed on the fish by himself, and said, "You are waiting for me?

"It's not hard, hunter, you have to be patient with hunting, I thought you would stay in Nangong's house for another half a year......"

The mountain madman wiped the huge axe with his thick hands, and pointed to his scraped robe, "See, I am a righteous hunter, and I am my hunting ground for thousands of miles...... Someone has given you a hunt and kill order, and the reward is very rich...... I had to take the risk......"

(End of chapter)