Divine Arsenal.

When Shen Fan walked to the gate, the woman from last time crossed her hands on her waist and stopped in front of Shen Fan, and said in a strange manner: "Yo, isn't this the poor boy who spoke wildly that day? Are you here to buy weapons? I advise you to take off your shoes, wash your hands, and take a shower, otherwise, just like you called Hanako, you will be full of musty, and you will stain the good luck of the Divine Weapon Pavilion." ”

Facing the guy who looked down on people with dog eyes, Shen Fan couldn't wait to step on her face and ravage her fiercely!

"Smack!"

With a wave of his hand, Shen Fan smashed a bunch of silver tickets on the woman's face, and said loudly: "Open your dog's eyes and see, what is this!"

The woman's expression was shocked, she didn't expect that with his three-stage cultivation of opening the pulse, she couldn't dodge Shen Fan's attack. Taking a closer look, Shen Fan is also a cultivator of the third stage of the opening pulse, and his aura is fierce.

She remembered that Shen Fan was still at the peak of the second stage of the opening pulse a month ago, and now he was the third stage of the opening pulse!

She was deeply shocked, and when she came back to her senses, she found that what she was holding in her hand was a large handful of silver tickets, a thick stack, the smallest face value was also a silver ticket of 1,000 taels, and the largest was a golden ticket of 10,000 taels!

Her body trembled, her face changed greatly, so many silver tickets are hundreds of thousands of taels, even ordinary small families can't take them out. What's more, the other party broke through to the third stage of the open pulse in a short period of time, and his talent is not bad. Rich and talented, such a person is definitely not called Hanako, he definitely has a great background, and she can't afford to mess with her.

"It turned out that Childe is here, Childe, please come in, please come in. Slave Xiaohong, I was joking with you before! Don't be angry, childe. Xiaohong's face became extremely fast, and a rippling smile bloomed on her coquettish face, hugging Shen Fan's shoulders, a pair of soft twin peaks continued to squeeze, and there were bursts of fragrance.

"Call your shopkeepers. Shen Fan withdrew the silver ticket from Xiaohong's chest, pushed her away, and strode close to the Divine Weapon Pavilion.

This kind of woman is good to use money to slap her face, but if you look at it, Shen Fan is disgusting.

Xiaohong's face changed slightly, and then she twisted her body and shouted to the attic: "Shopkeeper, a distinguished guest is here!"

A good knife can increase the power of the person who makes the knife, especially Shen Fan's cultivation of the fast knife, which has higher requirements for the material of the knife.

The material of the long knife he is currently using is too ordinary, it can't infuse vitality, the knife shape is not very smooth, and it is not enough to exert ten percent of the power of the fast knife, and the hardness is average.

More than a month later, his goal is to enter the top three, so he is bound to compete with Liu Jie and those people, as far as he knows, Wang Chong, the first disciple of the outer court, is to make a good stick in one hand, and the long stick in his hand, called Split Stone, is a treasure stick, which can increase a lot of strength.

Shen Fan followed the shopkeeper of the Divine Weapon Pavilion and the black-clothed old man who opened the sixth stage to the knife room, and the oncoming cold aura made him look forward to the knife inside.

The eyes of the old man in black are much brighter than ordinary people, and he is a shrewd person at first glance.

He knew that Shen Fan was worth a lot of money, so he took Shen Fan directly to the inner knife room.

Last time, Shen Fan didn't have a chance to take a good look at the knife inside, but now, he was carrying hundreds of thousands of taels of silver, and he had great confidence, and went straight to the golden knife holder in the center.

When he picked up a long green knife about four feet long, the old man in black explained: "The green cloud knife, forged with green marble, when the knife is released, there are clouds and mist, made by famous artists, and it is worth five thousand taels of gold. ”

"The gravel knife, the good pattern has just been refined, and it is cut away with one knife, even the hardest iron and stone is like cutting tofu, and it is worth three thousand taels of gold. ”

"The Five Tiger Knife, the hardest backbone of the low-level fierce beast red-haired tiger is refined, with its own fierce aura, and there is a whistling sound when the knife is released, and it is worth 10,000 taels of gold. ”

......

Shen Fan picked up a knife and stroked it carefully, as if facing his first love. He is a knife lover and feels that every knife is the best choice.

These knives have their own characteristics of light, heavy, thin, narrow, thick, and wide, but they are not in line with his mind, either too light, too heavy, or too wide, and they can't give full play to the fast knives.

The old man in black couldn't help but smile when he saw that Shen Fan had picked out more than a dozen valuable treasure knives, none of which caught his eye: "Little brother, don't these knives meet your heart?"

His patience with Shen Fan was surprisingly good, if it was other guys who opened the third stage of cultivation, he would have swept the other party out of the house long ago.

Shen Fan's eyes lit up, and the old man in black had something to say, so he said, "There are other knives?"

"Yes, yes, but ......"

"Is there anything special about it?" Shen Fan became interested.

The old man in black glanced at Shen Fan deeply, went out first, and said, "You come with me." ”

Shen Fan followed him to open a heavy iron door, came to a dim room, lit a bright lamp, and on the knife holder above the bright lamp, a black knife was set on a wide knife holder made of heavy iron.

The knife is three feet long, three inches wide, the blade is as thin as a cicada's wings, the handle is like gold and not gold, like jade and not jade, under the light, the hard lines on the blade have blood light looming, and the whole knife is mellow, exuding an amazing ferocious aura, as if facing a high-level fierce beast.

"What a strong ferocity!" Shen Fan exclaimed, shocked.

There are dozens of low-level fierce beasts killed by his long knife, and there are countless beasts killed, Rao is like this, the long knife is just a little fishy, and there is no ferocity in sight. But the breath of this knife is cold, and there is no fishy smell, but a strong fierce aura, and there are blood lines in the blade.

How many creatures need to be killed, and how much blood needs to be soaked in order for a knife to condense such a powerful fierce aura, and even the blade is born with blood lines.

Shen Fan's heart moved, opened the soul eye, and swept all the way through the layers of fierce qi, following the blood lines, and found that the intermittent Xuan Ao Yuan patterns were densely covered in the blade.

How can there be a yuan pattern in a knife?

Could it be that there is a soldier who has refined the Yuan pattern into his weapon? The Yuan pattern is intermittent and incomplete, could it be that this knife has been severely damaged?

His heart beat faster and he seemed to have spotted a powerful knife.

In the hearts of warriors, the Yuan pattern often represents mystery and power, and a knife with a Yuan pattern is incredible when you think about it.

"Can I touch it?" Shen Fan said quietly. He knew that the old man in black didn't know that there was a Yuan pattern on the inside of this knife, otherwise, he would definitely not plan to sell it to him.

Without waiting for the old man in black to agree, he took a step forward, holding the hilt of the knife with his right hand.

"No!"

"Silk ......"

A light smoke came out of his palm, and the friction between his skin and the fierce qi produced a burning sensation, he exhaled softly, and a breath of vitality crossed into his palm, clenching it!

"Drink!"

The ferocity was even stronger, wanting to rush into his body, like a needle, piercing his skin, and a trace of red flowed out.

He didn't expect this kind of change, so he didn't dare to fight hard, so he had to let go.

"The vitality is useless, not only the vitality, but this knife can't even be blessed with the vitality!" The old man in black saw that Shen Fan had suffered a secret loss, and hurriedly persuaded him: "This knife was brought back by a trialist from the Sunset Mountain Range, the old man saw that the material of this knife was extraordinary, and he spent 10,000 taels of gold to buy it, who knows, after buying it, he couldn't bless the vitality and vitality!"

Shen Fan frowned, and said secretly: If you can't bless the vitality and vitality, could it be that there is something wrong with the yuan pattern inside this knife?

"Moreover, for some reason, this knife has a strong residual ferocity, and the old man has used several methods, but he can't get rid of it, so he can only suppress it with his vitality. This knife has been kept here for more than three months, and if it still can't be sold, it will be sent to the palace to let those soldiers in the palace see what is going on with this thing. The old man in black shook his head helplessly, he has been in the weapons business for more than ten years, and the weapons he has ever used are the first to win, he thought it was a treasure knife, but he turned out to be blind.

It's impossible? A knife with a Yuan pattern must be quite powerful, so why can't it bless Yuan Jin and Yuan Qi?

Shen Fan opened the soul eye again and observed the yuan pattern in the blade. However, the fierceness inside was too strong, and he just saw the yuan pattern in the blade, intermittently, and stopped looking.

In any case, a knife with a meta pattern must not be an ordinary weapon. It's better to buy it back first, he is concentrating his vitality every day, suppressing the fierce energy, and seeing what is wrong with this knife.

Thinking of this, Shen Fan's expression did not move, but he said: "The ferocity of this knife is strong, it is very special, I will give 15,000 taels of gold." ”

"Do you want this knife?" said the old man in black incredulously, a knife that could not bless vitality and vitality was not as good as an ordinary machete for martial apprentices and martial artists. With the strength of his sixth stage of opening the vein, he couldn't see any difference in this knife, and he didn't believe that Shen Fan could find anything special in the third stage of the opening vein.

Rich sons love these things.

The old man in black smiled, took the silver ticket, and put the knife into a special scabbard, which could prevent the fierce qi from leaking.

After clearing the money and goods, Shen Fan left the Divine Weapon Pavilion and walked towards the Blackwater Academy.