As a result, after the dwarf village chief said it, Du Feng understood what kind of choice it was.

The first option is to keep the automatic killing function of the purple flying sword, which can fly out to kill enemies without the need for divine control, but it will fall from the best immortal weapon to the high-grade immortal weapon. In this way, it will not be comparable to the innate immortal weapon.

The second option is to keep the Purple Flying Sword's rank, but then its most characteristic autokill feature will be gone. The auto-kill function is gone, so it's no different from a normal sword. It can only be held with the hand, or it can be controlled by the divine consciousness and urged by the true element. Once it loses the control of its owner, it will fall to the ground.

"I'll pick the second one!"

Du Feng didn't hesitate at all after hearing this, because he didn't need that auto-kill function. Originally, there was a swordsman in his dragon sword, and even if he didn't have his own urging, he could fly out and kill the enemy, but the strength would be slightly smaller.

Secondly, he also has a red gourd, which can soak the purple flying sword into it, and can also realize the function of automatically flying out to kill the enemy. Therefore, the most important thing is to keep the rank, and the auto-kill function can be completely ignored.

"Well, I got it. ”

When the dwarven village chief heard this, he took out a cloth bag. When the cloth pocket was undone, there was a lot of gold, silver and black powder mixed together. He sprinkled the powder evenly on top of the purple flying sword, and then sprinkled some on the forging table next to it.

"You two step back!"

The dwarven village chief saw that Du Feng and Fu Xi were standing too close, so he asked them to push back.

"Forget it, you don't have to return. ”

He thought about it again, he didn't need to retreat. I saw that the old man took out a wine jug and poured a sip of wine. Then he rushed at the purple flying sword on the forging platform, and suddenly spewed out a large ball of flames.

This flame is really hot, and even Du Feng and Fu Xi feel panicked. You must know that Fu Xi is a person with the natural combat skills of the Feng Clan, and Fu Xi is also a master of playing with fire. However, they were only a little uncomfortable with the roasting, and they were not injured yet. This is also the reason why the dwarven village chief will not let him retreat.

Because the old man thought about it carefully, with the strength of Du Feng and Fu Xi, he should not be burned.

The flame ignited the mixed metal powder, and the dwarven chief picked up the hammer and began to pound wildly on the forge table.

"Jingle ......"

The speed of this blow was so fast that you could barely see the movement of the hammer, only an afterimage. Because only in this way can the purple flying sword be reconnected together, after all, it is a superb immortal weapon.

Belch...... Seeing this, Fu Xi frowned, because the speed was too fast. His current cultivation is not enough, his eyesight is not so strong, and the key is that his memory is not so good, so he can only count on Du Feng.

Fortunately, Du Feng's eyesight is choking enough, and he can see every movement clearly. And he has a super good memory, and it's easy to remember it. At such a time, it is better to use the divine sense to capture the trajectory of movement than to look directly at it with the eyes.

Du Feng found a problem, he seemed to have underestimated the strength of the dwarf village chief before. Because when dealing with Lu Bing, the dwarf village chief can only use the orange sword, and has no other skills. But now, it seems that this is not the case.

He used orange everyone, just to fight against the purple flying sword. When the orange greatsword is not used, the speed of the attack is still very fast, and the strength is also very large.

Oops, what's going on?

It doesn't matter if the speed of the shot is fast, why do you feel that the dwarf village chief is gradually growing taller. Du Feng looked at it carefully, it was not an illusion. But with the rapid swing of the hammer, the height of the dwarven village chief has really increased. However, the amplitude of each increase is only one millimeter, so it is impossible to detect it if you don't look closely.

I understand, his old man is stimulating his physical potential, because it takes too much strength to fuse the purple flying sword of the best immortal weapon level together.

After all, the dwarven tribe has existed for so long, and the dwarven village chief has lived for a long time. If it weren't for the restrictions of the rules of the Yunwu Secret Realm, it is estimated that his old man would have broken through to the Da Luo Jin Immortal Realm a long time ago.

Once you break through to the Great Luo Jin Immortal Realm, you will be randomly teleported away. And once the teleportation is gone, it will not be possible to enter the Yunwu Secret Realm. Because people who have exceeded the Golden Immortal Realm are not allowed to enter. The dwarven village chief was obviously unwilling to risk being randomly teleported away, and was reluctant to leave the villagers.

So he has been suppressing his cultivation and only relying on the orange sword to fight the enemy.

This high-intensity beating lasted for two hours. The height of the dwarf village chief has risen from eighty centimeters to more than two meters, which looks about the same as Fuxi. The hammer in his hand also became bigger and bigger as he struck.

"Bang!"

The dust of the last thump fell to the ground, and all the metal powder on the forge table disappeared. Looking at the two severed purple flying swords, they have been tightly combined together, and there is no gap at all.

"You can get it!"

I don't know why, the dwarf village chief didn't let Du Feng come over to get the sword, but asked Fu Xi to come over to get it. Fu Xi doesn't know how to use a sword at all, and he is not a sword cultivator. But since the old man said it, let's wait until that time to help Du Feng run errands.

This...... What's going on!

After Fu Xi picked up the repaired purple flying sword from the forging table, the whole person was stunned. Because of a powerful fire attribute energy, it drilled into his palm from the hilt of the sword, and then penetrated into his body through his arm, heading straight for the position of the dantian.

He didn't even have time to meditate on his knees, so he just stood and absorbed those furious fire attribute energies.

Du Feng nodded, he could already see what Fu Xi was doing.

As an experienced martial artist, of course he would not interfere with Fuxi at such a time, but silently waited on the sidelines. Because those energies are too violent, in case Fu Xi goes mad, he has to help him resolve it.

Fortunately, Fu Xi, as a professional forger, is more accustomed to the berserk fire attribute energy. Although his face was flushed, and his forearm became like a red-hot iron pillar, he did not go mad. By the time the color of his forearm gradually darkened, those fire attribute energies had been absorbed.

This morning, Fu Xi was only promoted to the fourth layer of the Golden Immortal Realm, and he was a little happy. As a result, just a while ago, he was promoted to the seventh layer of the Golden Immortal Realm, and it was still the late stage of the seventh layer. I have to say that the hand of the dwarven village chief is still very happy.

"Let's go back and get some rest, I guess they'll be here tonight!"

The dwarven village chief told Fu Xi to go back to the house to stabilize the realm, because the adjudicator might kill him tonight.