Mu Feng smiled indifferently and said, "Since Brother Cen Cheng has said so, how can Mu Feng let you down!"

Hearing this, the five of Cen Cheng all shrank their eyes, but they quickly recovered their indifference, and everyone would say that a Jindan stage monk, although he could also refine a four-star magic weapon, but the difficulty was several times higher than that of the Yuanying monk, and they didn't believe that Mu Feng could do it.

Compared with the ridicule and expectant looks of others, Iron Lion had a relaxed face, and he didn't look worried about Mu Feng at all.

Mu Feng also turned a blind eye to the eyes of the people around him, the black light flashed in his hand, and an iron hammer appeared in his hand, and then, a ray of light shot out, and the iron hammer in Mu Feng's hand also moved rapidly, and at the moment when the light fell on the stone platform, the black light had already fallen, and the crisp sound of gold and iron resonated sounded.

As soon as the sound sounded, the black light reappeared, only three times, and in Mu Feng's other hand, a ray of light shot out again, and the black light followed closely behind, and the sound also followed, the same three times.

Mu Feng completely refines a material every three times, and the subsequent material will fall on top of the previous one, and as the material increases, the height of the stacked material is also increasing rapidly, but there is no intention of falling down.

Seeing Mu Feng like this, everyone's eyes widened, their faces were full of incredulity, although they were not refining with force, they could also see that Mu Feng was able to achieve this situation, and what kind of perverted degree of control over his strength had reached.

The white-haired old man also had a dignified face, he had seen a lot more than these onlookers, even if it was a person on the refining peak, there was no one who could do this.

Not only them, but even the iron lion widened his eyes incredibly, he knew that Mu Feng's control of strength was stronger than his own, but he didn't expect that it was already so strong, and scolded secretly: "This pervert!" Then he glanced at the people around him, and said with a smug smile: "The people who know that we refine the peak are not simple!" But no one answered his words.

After the tea time, a column of various colors has appeared in front of Mu Feng, standing quietly on the stone platform, those who don't know will think that this is one, but everyone knows that this is the superposition of dozens of materials.

Looking at the cylinder in front of him, which was only the thickness of his little thumb, Mu Feng's eyes flashed slightly, the black light in his hand reappeared, and a crisp voice sounded, the cylinder was immediately a little shorter, but the black light was like a black lightning, bombarding the cylinder non-stop, in just a few breaths, the cylinder more than a foot high had turned into a ball the size of a baby's fist, and various colors had disappeared, turning into a uniform dark gold.

The black lightning in Mu Feng's hand did not stop, and it was still bombarding the material on the stone platform, like a rainstorm hitting the surface of a lake, it came out quickly, and in this sound, the dark golden material was gradually elongated.

Under the unblinking gaze of everyone, a sword-shaped magic weapon was gradually taking shape, but Mu Feng's speed of swinging the hammer did not weaken in the slightest, and the sword body was also rapidly elongated and thinned.

After another dozen breaths, there was only a dark golden hilt left on the stone platform, but the sword body had disappeared, not disappeared, but because the sword body was too thin, thin as transparent, so it would give people the illusion that the sword body had disappeared.

"Does he think that such a thin magic weapon can engrave dozens of magic circles?" Cen Cheng had already sobered up from the initial shock, and couldn't help but sneer.

His words did resonate with everyone, and they didn't believe that Mu Feng could carve dozens of magic circles on such a thin magic weapon, if not, then the power of the magic weapon still couldn't be compared with the five people in Cen Cheng.

Hearing Cen Cheng's words, Tie Shi sneered and said, "I really don't cry when I don't see the coffin, although my junior brother is the first time to assess the refiner, how can his strength be compared to a few of you, I really don't know what to do!"

The faces of the five people immediately became ugly, Cen Cheng snorted coldly, and said, "Anyone can say big things, but when they say big things, they must also have corresponding strength!"

"Oh, are you saying that my Iron Lion doesn't have the strength to say big things!" As he spoke, the Iron Lion slowly walked towards the five people, and the momentum on his body, with his pace, rose step by step, and soon broke through to a half-step god, which made the faces of the five people in Cen Cheng even more ugly.

And at this moment, the white-haired old man suddenly spoke: "Iron Lion, are you idle!"

Hearing the old man speak, the iron lion immediately stopped, and the momentum on his body disappeared in an instant, he glanced back at the old man, and said with a smile: "Uncle Shi said that he was laughing, how could the iron lion be fine!!" As he spoke, he glared at the five people in Cen Cheng fiercely before returning to the same place.

At the moment when the iron lion turned around, there was a trace of murderous intent in the eyes of the five people in Cen Cheng, but no one noticed it at all.

On the other side, Mu Feng's left hand, which has been free, is flicking his five fingers rapidly, and a golden rune also appeared immediately, and flew to the magic weapon on the stone platform, just when the two were about to touch together, the black lightning in Mu Feng's right hand moved again, directly bombarded the rune, and instantly blasted the rune into the magic weapon.

Seeing Mu Feng's action, everyone else didn't quite understand, but the iron lion and the old man's faces changed instantly, and the iron lion secretly swallowed a mouthful of saliva and muttered, "Forced inlay!"

As we all know, the general inlay is only to control the magic circle with spiritual consciousness to inlay into the magic weapon, although it can also be inlaid to the position you want according to my will, but due to the material of the magic weapon, there will be a slight repulsion to the magic circle, although, the whole does not have much impact on the inlay of the magic circle, but it will also form a gap between the two magic circles, and the size of the gap determines the amount of the inlaid magic circle.

This phenomenon is nothing for some ordinary refiners, but for some advanced refiners, it is a phenomenon that they want to avoid but cannot avoid.

The method of forced inlay is to forcibly inlay the magic circle with a strong external force, so that the gap between the two magic circles can be reduced to the minimum, or even none, without the gap, then the number of inlay magic circles will also increase, and the power of the magic weapon will also increase, which is the ability of the forced inlay method.

But this ability is difficult to do, just because the magic circle inlaid by the monk is condensed by the vitality, which is an illusory thing, and the magic weapon is extremely strong, if you want to force the inlay, you must be able to use the power of extreme precision, without dispersing the magic circle, but also the illusory magic circle, hard inlaid into the magic weapon, the difficulty in the middle can be imagined.

Forced inlay is only possible for a refiner who refines the weapon with force, and it is precisely because of this that the iron lion is so shocked, he knows that Mu Feng's control over the force is very strong, but he never expected it to be so strong.

At this time, there were more and more onlookers, and when they saw Mu Feng condensing the formation with one hand and swinging the hammer with the other, but he could still swing freely, they were all amazed, although they didn't know how Mu Feng did it, and they didn't know what the meaning of doing it was, but at least it looked cool.

And in this crowd, Yun Mo looked at Mu Feng's movements in the field, his face was dignified, and his eyes flashed with different colors, but now everyone has been attracted by Mu Feng, and no one has noticed him.

There is also a young man who is Le Bai, after the shock, he is smiling, in nine years, he has made a person who is far inferior to his own control of strength, to the point where he is now, there is hard work in the middle, and there is also amazing understanding.

Mu Feng didn't know anything about the thoughts of the people around him, all his thoughts were on swinging the hammer and condensing the array, and the magic circle was also embedded into the magic weapon one by one, forty, forty-five, fifty, at this time, the faces of Cen Cheng and several people completely sank, and they knew that they had lost.

And Mu Feng did not stop, the magic circle was still inlaid into the magic weapon one after another, fifty-five, sixty, sixty-three, sixty-four, when the sixty-fourth magic circle was successfully embedded into the magic weapon, Mu Feng snorted softly, the black light disappeared, and a vitality instantly hit the magic weapon, and the same overflowed multicolored halo, and the magic weapon was finally formed.

When the halo dissipated, a dark golden hilt, like a transparent sword body, but there was a pale golden halo flowing from time to time, like rippling water, the whole magic weapon was no more than a foot long, but there was no trace of momentum, just giving people a feeling of spring breeze.

Mu Feng held the magic sword in his hand, but the whole magic weapon was as light as nothing, as if it did not exist, the vitality entered it, and the magic sword instantly emitted a sword light several zhang long, and the momentum was so strong that it was no different from the natal magic weapon of the monk in the late Yuan Infant period.

When the sword disappeared and the momentum dissipated, Mu Feng gently wrapped the sword body around his fingers a few times, except for the hilt, the sword body was like a light yarn, without the slightest reluctance.

Mu Feng suddenly put the magic sword on the stone platform again, the five fingers of his left hand moved, and the hammer in his right hand reappeared, and in the shocked eyes of everyone, two golden words 'around the fingers' appeared from his left hand, and the hammer turned into black lightning again, and instantly bombarded the two words, and in an instant, the two words appeared on the sword.

Picking up the sword again, everyone found that there were already two more clearly visible golden characters on the transparent sword body-around the fingers.

Everyone who saw this scene was amazed, and the eyes of the female cultivator were even more colorful, Mu Feng turned a blind eye to this, but just when he was about to put away the magic sword, there was still a female cultivator in the crowd who walked out.

The woman is very beautiful, revealing a light and light meaning, the same is the clothing of the disciples of the Qi Sect, but she can't hide her amazing beauty, she slowly came to Mu Feng, bowed, and said softly: "Brother Mu!

Mu Feng glanced at her in surprise, just because this woman was one of the nine people who entered the Instrument Sect at the same time as him, and there were only two women among the nine people, and there was one who provoked him with Cen Cheng just now, and this one appeared at this time.

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