Chapter 115: The Master Strikes

"Smack!"

As soon as Ling'er finished speaking, he saw Master Nalang's figure flash, and he came to the boy's approach. As soon as his hand was raised, a palm slapped on the boy's heavenly spirit.

The boy's head burst open, and blood and bones mixed with his brain flew everywhere.

The figure fell to the ground with a "poof".

The boy didn't even scream, and he didn't even think that he would die, but he was slapped to death by Master Lang.

"Criminals!"

Master Lang shouted, "This master is looking at the remoteness of Bow City, and it is the front line of anti-demon fighting, so he took out the refining army to enhance the anti-demon strength of Bow City! Who would have thought that you would make these fleshy things for this master, and you would be innocent!"

The stage fell silent again.

People before, especially the audience, saw Master Lang with a smile on his face and an amiable appearance. Unexpectedly, the shot was so decisive and ruthless, and it instantly took his life!

But they knew there that Master Lang had no choice.

Ling'er's words were piercing when he heard them, like a long sword piercing into Master Lang's heart.

has been in the imperial capital for a long time, and Master Lang certainly knows that the imperial court of Dongshun Kingdom is not stable. Externally, there are not only big demons, but also other hostile countries of the same size, and internally, there are some conspirators who are ready to rebel.

What I'm most afraid of is this big hat like "buying people's hearts".

Although he laughed loudly and was a five-star weapon master, he had not yet reached the level of daring to stand up to the Dongshun Imperial Court.

If someone else said this, it didn't matter much, but the one who said it was Princess Lingyue!

This is a serious problem.

As soon as I came up, I didn't dick this bird princess, and I had already formed a beam. This is nothing in his eyes, a little princess is not in his eyes. As long as he behaves properly and walks right, even the emperor will not dare to do anything to himself.

But as soon as there is a suspicion of "buying people's hearts", it is difficult to say.

He knew that there was a secret organization called "Blue Blood" in the Imperial Court of Dongshun, which was dedicated to secretly dealing with the rebels in Dongshun.

After all, this Princess Lingyue is a royal family and a princess, if she tells the "blue blood" how he is "buying people's hearts" today, he will not be able to cut off a few heads.

What's more, he also saw that he had come out for Yang Peng's kid several times, and the relationship between Princess Lingyue and Yang Peng was definitely not ordinary.

Most of the two are young couples.

I want Yang Peng's life.

Maybe this Lingyue princess caught this omission of her own first and took her own life!

Therefore, first slap his apprentice to death, wash himself away, and at the same time extinguish Princess Lingyue's thoughts!

It's just that the futile died a little unjustly!

"Put his body away and continue!"

Master Lang gave the girl a command, and then walked to the anvil again, and hammered the iron.

The girl shuddered and came to the boy's body. First put away the boy's space ring and dust, and then with a flick of his palm, a misty seal was struck, sealing the bloody corpse into an egg-sized sealing pill, which was also included in the space ring.

"Let's get started. ”

The girl also lost her previous publicity, and said weakly.

"Haha, don't say 'I love you', then Uncle Chang will try it first!" On the building car, Chang Ge laughed, climbed down the building, jumped onto the point of the general platform, and came to the anvil.

"How, what?" Chang Ge asked, picking up the sledgehammer.

"Oh, smash this anvil, hammer it down, then see how many squares you can smash. Pay attention to the way you move the hammer and don't dodge your waist. The girl looked at Chang Ge and said.

She also knew that it was this misfortune that caused trouble first, so she was doubly careful and caring.

"Uncle Chang is also a refiner, so he won't be so cowardly!" Chang Ge said, the sledgehammer picked up, "Huh!" Most of the spirit refining blue-eyed golden cloud lion in the body of the hammer head poked out, and the lion's claws and hammer head pulled out together-

"Click!"

With a bang, Chang Ge's hand smashed the hammer on the iron ingot, directly smashing the iron ingot down to a height of two blocks.

The red line scale on the top of the test hammer ingot is three squares for one inch, and Chang Ge's smash is enough to smash down by as much as half an inch.

"Okay!"

Seeing that Chang Ge actually smashed down half an inch with a hammer, Yang Peng was also stunned.

Naturally, it can't be compared with him, but Chang Ge smashed this hammer, and it was not easy for anyone to catch up with him.

"What are you doing, a reckless man!" said in his mind, "the test hammer ingot was added to two percent of amethyst sand ingot, and the elasticity was enhanced, but it also became much softer. It's not the same thing as the fifty percent gold ingot you smashed in the council hall. ”

Sure enough, Yang Peng saw that Chang Ge put down the sledgehammer, and the iron ingot began to slowly return to its original state again.

"This boy has smashed two squares with a hammer!" the girl announced.

"This iron ingot is really hard to smash. Chang Ge, who threw down the sledgehammer, came to Yang Peng's approach, "Brother Peng, are you sure to win against that old miscellaneous hair? If you can't win, you can escape, and the brothers will protect you!"

Yang Peng smiled and did not speak.

"Who else?" the girl shouted at the audience.

"I'll try!"

The sound of thunder and explosion sounded, and a young man wearing a black shirt and black pants, with a golden dragon with teeth and claws embroidered with gold thread on his left cuff, rushed to the platform.

"Blackshirt battalion, Ji Guanxiong?"

Yang Peng and Chang Ge saw that this person they recognized was Ji Guanxiong, the orthodox leader of the black-shirt camp in Nancheng!

"Hehe," Ji Guanxiong first smiled at Yang Peng when he came to the stage, "Woe, you have been in Changxing City recently." Not to mention the black-shirted camp that smashed Lao Tzu, Tem's sanctimonious and dog-like shit maker came. This made Lao Tzu impressed. ”

Yang Peng waved his fist, "If you are not convinced, you will do it now, and you will be impressed again!"

"Forget it, it's important for Lao Tzu to take the refining soldiers first! Clean up your calamity, it's not a while to clean up!" Saying that, Ji Guanxiong also picked up the sledgehammer, refining the spirit in his body, and smashed it down with the sledgehammer.

As Qi Weng said, amethyst is an ingredient that enhances the elasticity of metals. The test hammer ingot on the anvil is added with 20% amethyst sand quartz, which gives it strong toughness. Just now, Chang Ge smashed it two blocks short with a hammer, and in just a moment, it had returned to its original appearance.

Of course, the toughness is enhanced, and the rigidity will naturally weaken, and the hardness is naturally much worse than the iron ingot of fifty percent pure gold that Yang Peng forged in the conference hall.

"Click!"

Ji Guanxiong smashed it with a hammer, and it turned out to be two squares.

"Huh!" Chang Ge pouted, "What's the point of competing with my Brother Peng?"

"Chang Ge, don't be bullish, you also have a share of the black-shirt camp that smashed me that day, and I will look for you when I go back. Ji Guanxiong said, throwing down the sledgehammer, it is to jump off the platform.

"Dangdang, Dangdangdang......"

At this moment, a rapid hammer sound sounded. I saw Master Lang over there, his purple figure revolving around the anvil in front of him, like a windmill, but the hammer in his hand fell clearly, and the hammer smashed on the tire, bursting into sparks.

Obviously, this master Lang also has his own hammer forging method.

"Dang!"

Suddenly, there was another long roar, Master Lang's figure paused, and the hammer head was raised, "Quench!"

Quenching is also a process in forging, which is to stretch the red-hot tire into the solution to cool it quickly. Most of the solutions used for quenching are water, but there are others, such as grease. For example, when Yang Peng created the Earth Fire Dragon Soul Sword, he used the blood of the ancient beast to quench it.

A large iron man picked up the one-foot-long sword tire from the anvil and plunged it into a large sink with a "stab".

Water vapor rises.

Master Lang stepped forward and knocked the sword tire with the hammer in his hand, "Dang, dang", "Temper!"

The big iron man grew taller again, and stretched the sword tire to the upper fire vent of the "cupola cannon". Immediately, the sword tires began to turn red again.

Tempering is a process that needs to be carried out immediately after quenching, in order to greatly improve the strength, plasticity and toughness of the sword tire.

Generally, to build a refiner, at least three hundred and twenty-one quenching and tempering must be carried out.

Otherwise, from hardness, toughness to internal muscle structure, etc., it will not meet the requirements of refining.

"Dangdang, Dangdang......"

The sword tire was retrieved, and Master Lang entered the forging state again. I saw him walking slowly, suddenly his body like a shadow, suddenly jumping into the air, and suddenly running in small steps...... The hammer in the hand is sometimes smashed, sometimes banged, sometimes knocked, sometimes beaten...... The twelve forging techniques are skillfully used in his hands, like flowing clouds and water, without any suffocation!

Yang Peng, who was looking at it, also had straight eyes, "Five-star weapon master, it really deserves its reputation!"

"Cut! He's five-star, if he doesn't have that, then it's really time to pick up his flag!"

"The five-star artifact master still doesn't dare to guarantee that he can build a soul soldier 100%, if it were in our ancient clan, he would have been kicked away far away. How far to kick and how far to play, he is embarrassed!"

"Can you ancient clan five-star masters be ten percent sure of building soul soldiers?" Yang Peng asked.

"In our ancient clan, the five stars don't dare to be called masters at all. One star should be able to create a refining soldier, three stars must be ten percent sure of creating a soul soldier, and only when it reaches five stars can it be regarded as a real entry to the weapon, and you can create a spirit soldier. ”

"But it can only be called a 'master', and the word 'master' has at least nine stars!"

"Obedient!" Yang Peng was so shocked that he almost shouted, "A five-star artifact master can create a spirit soldier, but it is only a beginner to the artifact maker, and a nine-star can be called a 'master'!"

"Cut, what's this? The master is the highest? There is also a grandmaster above the master; above the grandmaster, there are heavenly masters and immortal masters; above the immortal masters, it is called 'instrument honor'! When it comes to the instrument honor, it can be said that the art of making weapons is the best in the world. ”

The instrument man replied, but the conversation changed, "Who knew that until now, a bullshit five-star weapon maker is such a bullshit fork, and he still doesn't dare to say that he can build a soul soldier 100%!"