Regardless of the question, it can be seen that this person must be loyal. It seems that the pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info has always flaunted his loyalty with Siwen, and when he saw Nie Feng's rather crazy actions at this moment, he finally couldn't bear it anymore and let out a lot of nonsense.

"Huh!

Just as Meng Zhong's laughter stopped, another low voice came out, but because the voice was extremely short, almost no one could hear the source of the voice, and Meng Zhong, who had just laughed uncontrollably, suddenly brought a trace of gloom to his slightly reddened face, and extremely contradictory emotions appeared on one face, which made people extremely awkward.

"Who's it? Get out!"

The low sarcasm just now was heard by many people, so Meng Zhong was extremely angry, and his vicious eyes swept over everyone's faces one by one, as if he was desperate to find someone, but to his disappointment, he didn't find any clues. Since he couldn't find anything, Meng Zhong naturally didn't want to continue to attack, snorted coldly, and immediately said no more.

"Feng'er, how are you?

Nie Tong, who was close to his son, although he was also worried about Nie Feng's crazy actions when he saw it, but when he saw that Nie Feng's expression was still as calm as ever, the degree of worry slowed down a lot, Nie Feng brought him too much surprise in the past few days, so he believed that his son would never cause psychological disorders because of winning or losing, his son must have his own way, rather than worrying about it without evidence, it is better to wait for the final result.

Of course, even so, Nie Tong still stepped forward with a little worry and asked, this was the care from the bloodline, and he couldn't control it.

Nie Feng didn't speak, but just smiled at Nie Tong, then shook his head slightly, and then lowered his gaze and stared fixedly at the surface of the sword blank, as if he wanted to find something different from it.

After a violent and fishy "snort" sound, the blood had gradually infiltrated into the sword body, and Nie Feng was using the ability to penetrate the essence of the sword at this moment to observe the quality of the iron sword in advance.

Sure enough, as he expected, between the parallel stripes of golden light, the silver-white bead body that trembled slightly was gradually immersed and rendered by the surrounding golden light, and finally turned into a whole body of gold, which was the quality of an authentic top-grade iron sword.

Nie Feng's originally calm face suddenly showed a slight smile, it seems that he will not lose today, but it is unknown whether he can win, but he can do this, Nie Feng is already very satisfied with himself.

But the thin old man in the crowd didn't seem to be satisfied with Nie Feng's performance.

"Well, God has entered the realm of sword marrow Xiaocheng, it seems that I still underestimate this young man's talent! However, just a high-grade iron sword is so exciting, this ambition is too small! Just help you, and by the way, let you have a little more knowledge!"

Naturally, the thin old man's words were still said in his heart, and no one around him heard them. However, the old man's right hand, which was originally slightly folded, slowly stretched out, and then a sword qi ring with extremely strong fluctuations suddenly condensed in the old man's palm, and then the old man flicked his fingers, and the sword qi ring broke, instantly stretched into a straight line, and with lightning speed, through the gap of the crowd, and slammed on the iron sword in Nie Feng's hand.

"Buzz ......"

Under the extreme difficulty of everyone to notice, the sword body shook slightly, but this tremor could not escape Nie Feng's induction, after all, the hilt of the sword was still tightly grasped in his hand.

Suddenly, Nie Feng raised his head, his eyes were full of vigilance and doubt, and he searched carefully for a long time, but he did not find any suspicious people, and under Nie Feng's inspection, the crowd couldn't help but show a look of surprise, and seemed to be thinking, should there really be something wrong with the young man in front of him.

Nie Feng's inspection only lasted for a moment, and then he smiled wryly and shook his head, as if mocking himself for being too sensitive.

The use of the essence of the sword just now had already included the quality of the iron sword in his eyes, so then Nie Feng quickly put his energy into the follow-up steps, although it was still extremely cumbersome, but every step and every detail of the same was handled by Nie Feng in an orderly manner.

The final step was finally completed, and an iron sword with a faint golden light appeared in front of everyone.

"Little brother, you also want to try the sharpness of this sword?"

There were some people in the crowd who loved to be lively, and they couldn't help but urge impatiently.

"Hehe, I want to give it a try, but it's just a new sword, and the original iron sword is not many, so I can't bear to destroy it, but if someone is willing to give the iron sword in their hand, then it's naturally the best. ”

Nie Feng had a smile on his calm face, and his slightly eager eyes slowly swept through the crowd, as if he was looking forward to someone to make him get his wish.

"Little brother, use mine! But I have a request, after you destroy me, you can build another one for me, and the price must be taken care of as much as possible, how about it?"

A dark-skinned young man said loudly.

"Okay, no problem, after the game, I'll make you a new one, and it's free!"

Nie Feng was naturally overjoyed when he saw that someone was willing to take the initiative to contribute, so he didn't charge the fee, so he would just open a sword shop and advertise it for free.

"In that case, then I should also dedicate this medium-grade iron sword! However, my request is the same as that brother just now!"

A middle-aged man also stood up and gently placed the sheathed long sword in his hand to Nie Feng's side.

"Okay, no problem!" Nie Feng patted his chest lightly, and then slowly pulled out the low-grade iron sword in front of everyone's eyes.

"Next, you're welcome, everyone should be optimistic!"

Nie Feng shouted, his left and right hands were exerted at the same time, and the high-grade iron sword that exuded a faint golden light and the silver-white low-grade iron sword quickly collided together, and everyone's pupils couldn't help but shrink slightly by this visual impact.

But then, one by one, the eyes quickly glared at the boss, showing great incredibleness. The expected crunch of the clash of swords was not there, only a faint and barely audible sound of metal scraping.

"Boom!"

The sound of metal grinding was extremely short, and it seemed to be just an illusion on the part of everyone, and then the two swords that were rapidly impacting came to a steady stop. The silent crowd almost threw their gaze over as fast as they could, flung at the point where the two swords clashed, and then flung them to the ground.

"Look, the inferior iron sword is broken!"

A young man who was not much older than Nie Feng, with a sharp eye, was the first to spot the silver-white tip of the sword that had fallen to the ground.

"Really! It's the tip of a low-grade iron sword!"

"I saw it too!"

The shouts of the crowd rang out one after another, and then erupted into almost unanimous roaring cheers.

Everyone understood that the golden iron sword in Nie Feng's hand was almost effortless when cutting the silver-white inferior iron sword, and that appearance seemed to be not two iron swords fighting at all, but Nie Feng was cutting tofu or tearing white paper with a high-grade iron sword, such a strange scene appeared, there was only one possibility, that is, the sharpness of the golden iron sword in Nie Feng's hand had reached an unimaginable level.

Not to mention everyone's surprise and praise, Nie Feng, who was holding two long swords, couldn't help but be slightly stunned!

It was expected that the lower-grade iron sword would be cut off, but it was so easy that it was indeed beyond Nie Feng's expectations.

It's not that Nie Feng hasn't done anything about the top-grade iron sword and the low-grade iron sword fighting each other, but even if he uses the first top-grade iron sword forged by Jin Lao, it has never been so easy, could it be that his sword casting level has now caught up with Jin Lao?

I couldn't help but secretly rejoice, and then Nie Feng's gaze slowly moved sideways, staring at the medium-grade iron sword on the side.

"Little brother, try it again with a medium-grade iron sword!"

"Yes, let's see if yours is more powerful than the mid-grade iron sword!"

Facing the rather "enthusiastic" crowd, Nie Feng smiled slightly, moved his left hand lightly, the medium-grade iron sword was already out of the sheath, the sword body was three feet three inches long, and the whole body was extremely faint sea blue.

"Okay, let's try this one!"

In the same way, with the same power, and with the same visual impact, the two long swords clashed together again without accident, but there was no crisp sound that should be seen when metal struck, but as if just now, there was still a slight metal friction sound.

"Boom!"

"Look, the medium-grade iron sword is broken again!"

"Oh, that's amazing!"

"That's amazing!"

"Admire, I didn't expect that even the medium-grade iron sword couldn't resist it!"

"Hehe, little brother, in my opinion, this one of yours is comparable to the one in Boss Meng's hand!"

"It's not just comparable, it's just stronger, brother, you said I'm right, right?"

Nie Feng in the center of the crowd didn't pay attention to these gossips, but once again stared intently at the sword body of the top-grade iron sword, Xiao Cheng Shen used the sword essence again, he wanted to let himself understand first.

If he said that he could forge a high-grade iron sword, Nie Feng did not modestly believe that he was somewhat sure, if he said that the high-grade iron sword he cast could easily cut the lower-grade iron sword, Nie Feng still had some confidence, but if he said that the high-grade iron sword in his hand, when cutting the medium-grade iron sword, it was still as easy as cutting tissue paper, and Nie Feng would not believe it at all.

"There must be something strange in this, this shouldn't be the sharpness of a high-grade iron sword!"

Nie Feng had been muttering softly in his heart, but what made him strange was that the part he was looking at was still all golden, and it didn't show any difference.

"Is it like the flying gold sword in the jade pendant space?"

Involuntarily, Nie Feng's divine sense slowly retreated a little, and the golden barrier he saw in front of him was a little larger, but he still didn't find anything, and as a last resort, Nie Feng moved his divine sense backwards again.

"Ahh

The divine sense was surprised, because Nie Feng found that the same situation as the Flying Gold Sword had really appeared in the top-grade iron sword in his hand.

A faint ripple, almost all the ranges of the golden barrier, was slowly scanning at an extremely slow speed, but wherever it went, it would ruthlessly close the distance of the golden stripes, compressing the volume of the golden bead body, this situation was completely consistent with the Flying Gold Sword, but Nie Feng felt that the strength of this ripple was slightly inferior to that of the Flying Gold Sword.

But despite this, the iron sword in his hand has long been comparable to ordinary top-grade iron swords, and according to what Jin Lao said, this should be an authentic treasure-level sword.