Tian Lao's voice sounded again, "Silly boy, don't accept Xuantian Ding, take advantage of Xuan Tianding's suppression, sprinkle your essence blood on those three flying knives, they are yours!"

Ren Fan nodded, with a slight force between his teeth, the essence blood gushed out between his tongue, and when he spit it out, the essence blood fell on the three flying knives, just for a moment, Ren Fan felt that there was some connection between himself and the flying knives.

Put away Xuantian Ding, Ren Fan Yin Nian moved, and the three flying knives hung in the air.

"What's going on?"

Lin San'er looked depressed, since Ren Fan took out the big ding, he felt that his connection with the three flying knives had been broken, and by the time Ren Fan took the big ding back, the flying knives were completely disobedient!

"Go ahead!"

Ren Fan snorted coldly, three cyan rays of light instantly pierced the sky, Lin San'er did not have a magic sword in his hand, let alone Xuantian Ding, his broken weapon was broken by a flying knife after just blocking it, and he himself was also pierced through his throat by a flying knife and died, the remaining little minions Ren Fan picked up the magic sword and killed a few casually, let the magic sword drink blood, and the other Ren Fan didn't bother to chase it, put away the flying knife and the magic sword, and continued to go to the Xuan Domain.

On the way, if there was nothing to do, he asked Tian Lao, "Tian Lao, what is a pseudo-artifact!"

Tian Lao groaned, and then said leisurely: " There are also grades of weapons in the world, ordinary weapons are called iron weapons, above the iron weapons are spiritual weapons, and the spiritual weapons are divided into the level of heaven and earth Xuanhuang, the same as the martial arts, each level is also divided into upper, middle and lower three products, and then up is the artifact, there are only a few artifacts in the world, extremely rare, there are pseudo-artifacts between the artifact and the heaven-level spiritual weapon, although it is not as good as the artifact, but it is much better than the heaven-level spiritual weapon, it can be said that it already has its own artifact, can attack independently, just now the flying knife has been very mature, so it forced you to be like that。 ”

After some understanding, Ren Fan knew that the spirit weapons above the heaven level had machine spirits and could attack independently, and his Xuantian Ding actually had machine spirits, but his strength was too low to awaken the machine spirits.

Unconsciously, Ren Fan had already come to the realm of the Xuyu Domain, and when he came to the Xuyu Domain, Ren Fan was not in a hurry to go to Heiyun Mountain.

One is because he doesn't know where Heiyun Mountain is, and the other is that he doesn't know if there are other masters in Heiyun Mountain, although Kong Yunze is injured, but if there is a great martial artist, wouldn't it be in vain to go by himself?

So Ren Fan did not rush to Heiyun Mountain, but came to the most prosperous and most developed place in the entire Xuan Domain, Xucheng.

The city is the political and economic center of the city, and the three most powerful forces of the region are all entrenched in the city, although their power is scattered, but the headquarters is in the city.

There are not only the three giants in the city, but also many other small forces, as well as many people from foreign countries and even other continents.

In the Xuan Domain, especially the City of Xu, it is not completely controlled by the three major forces as it seems on the surface, and there are many hidden masters who generally make appearances, but once the balance between the forces is lost, they will come out to preside over the situation.

Above the gate of the city is the head of a strange beast carved in a huge stone, which looks fierce and vicious, and it matches the style of the city very well.

Ren Fan stepped into the city and came to a tavern, ready to eat something to trim up, and at the same time listen to the news from the people who came and went from the north to the south, although these news were sometimes exaggerated, but most of them were very reliable.

On the second floor of Wenxiang Building, a window seat was full of banquets, Ren Fan sat there leisurely pretending to drink, listening to the conversations of the guests near the table, the other seats were already full, he sat here, although there were not all guests around him as he imagined, but there were also three tables of banquets around him.

After listening to it for a while, most of them were things from other empires, or things from some major sects, which had nothing to do with Black Wind Mountain, so after listening to it for a while, I felt that it was boring, so Ren Fan drank while admiring the world of people coming and going downstairs.

Suddenly, there was a lot of noise downstairs, a group of young people seemed to quarrel with the shopkeeper of the restaurant, and after a while, the noise was getting closer and closer to the second floor, and after a while, I saw an old man walking up in the middle of a group of young people, and the young man headed by him was still holding a girl with a beautiful face and a revealing dress in his arms.

"Shopkeeper Wang, I said that I will leave a seat for me every day, don't you understand?"

The young man at the head was dressed in a cyan black robe and hung on his body casually, with a dissolute face, his strength was only just reaching the martial artist, and his age was about eighteen or nineteen years old, and the few people behind him were not much different from his strength.

The shopkeeper Wang looked embarrassed, "Young Master Zhao, Xiao Lao'er also said just now, a guest just occupied the last seat, you said that everyone is here, can I drive people out?

"Lao Tzu doesn't care what bullshit business you do, hurry up and tell Lao Tzu, which one of the non-long-sighted ones occupies the last seat!" roared the man who was called Young Master Zhao by the shopkeeper Wang.

"Young Master Zhao, look, it's that one!" Shopkeeper Wang's hand pointed to the table where Ren Fan was.

"Okay, get out!" Young Master Zhao said casually, and then led his men to Ren Fan's table.

Naturally, Ren Fan had heard their conversation a long time ago, but it was only when this so-called Young Master Zhao actually came to his table that his brows furrowed slightly.

Then Young Master Zhao came to Ren Fan's table, holding the girl in his left hand, and slapped his right hand on Ren Fan's table fiercely, and all the wine and food on the table were scattered, "Did you occupy Young Master Ben's table?

Ren Fan slowly raised his head, stared at Young Master Zhao's eyes, and said coldly: "This is a restaurant, whoever comes first will be whoever, this table is occupied by me first, and the meal is already halfway through, how can it become yours! ”

That Young Master Zhao seemed to have heard a big joke, and turned his head to look at his subordinates in surprise, "What did he just say? Let me do it again? My ears have not been very good recently, you tell me to tell me!"

"Zhao Dashao, they asked you to compensate a table again!" one of them said.

"Oh, is it?" Zhao Gongzi suddenly overturned Ren Fan's table, and the wine and food fell to the ground, Zhao Gongzi stepped forward, stomped on the top of the dish with his foot a few times, and then said to Ren Fan: "Now I'm not happy, master!"

Then he pointed to the dish that had been spilled on the ground and he stepped on it a few times, "You lick it clean, I will let you go today, master, otherwise, leave your life here, you can choose for yourself!"