He suddenly understood why Master Shen Xiaoyan didn't want to forge swords for people casually.

Because forging a sword like this takes a bit of an arm.

Even if it is a thousand-armed Guanyin, if you continue like this, you have to become a one-armed Arhat.

The fragrance of garlic sheep's blood wafts in the air, making people suddenly have an appetite.

The blood soaked the entire three-legged double-eared Sanyan Yin Seal Casting Furnace red, and then strangely seeped into the furnace, as if it was a sponge absorbing blood.

Huh?

This can't be some kind of evil sword, right?

The sword that is refined doesn't need to drink human blood every day to nourish it, right?

Lin Beichen began to diverge his mind.

"Master......"

The registered disciples all rushed over and helped Shen Xiaoyan, who had lost one arm and was pale.

Shen Xiaoyan shook his head to indicate that he was fine, took a few quick breaths, and gradually stabilized his state.

He smiled, looked at Lin Beichen, and said: "This is the last sword I have refined, from now on, I will no longer practice swords, and this 'black iron arm' is no longer needed, I have refined my arm into this virtue in order to refine the weapon, and I have accumulated a lifetime of refining the meaning of the weapon, and all of it has been injected into this sword furnace. ”

Oh, yes.

The arm is broken.

The sword furnace will also be destroyed.

A refiner has lost the arm of the refiner and the furnace for forging the sword, which can be regarded as a complete waste.

From now on, no one will come to him to forge a sword.

"So, you haven't forged a sword for the past thirty years, just for today's sword?"

Lin Beichen asked.

Shen Xiaoyan nodded, looking a little excited and a little excited.

His eyes were firmly fixed on the slightly vibrating sword furnace, and said, "As soon as this sword comes out, I will have no regrets about forging swords in my life." ”

The voice fell.

Click, click, click.

On the three-legged double-eared Sanyan Yin Seal Casting Furnace, white cracks appeared.

Like a wildly rising vine, it spreads rapidly.

Like a broken eggshell, as if something was about to burst out of its shell.

Countless eyes focused on the sword path.

Shen Xiaoyan said: "Go, your sword, it's inside." ”

Lin Beichen walked towards the sword path step by step.

He reached out and gently tapped on the outer wall of the shattered sword furnace.

Duang~~~

The sword furnace made a crisp sound.

Then there was a bang, and the outer wall shattered and fell open.

A flash of silver.

In the space inside the sword furnace, a bright silver light flickered.

Faintly, a sword-shaped weapon could be seen floating up and down in the light cluster.

My sword.

Lin Beichen's heart moved, and he raised his hand to grab the hilt of the sword.

That's when —

Woohoo!

Several streamers flickered.

In the hall, several people who had been prepared for a long time suddenly burst out, as fast as ghosts, some rushed towards Lin Beichen, and some rushed towards the silver sword that was about to be baked, and the division of labor cooperated.

Capture the sword.

The long-planned sword grab.

"Be careful......

Hu Meier reminded loudly that it was too late to block it.

At this time, two shadows floated and flowed.

Qianqian and Qianqian made a move.

The two vase characters in the eyes of everyone, at this moment, showed a powerful power far beyond imagination.

Shadows flickered.

The two of them came first and intercepted in front of the person who shot the sword.

"Stinky girl, get out of here. ”

The person who was blocked was furious, and the sword came out like a poisonous snake, rolling the half-step heaven and human-level wind system Xuan Qi fluctuations, and the sword light was almost to the extreme, and he assassinated mercilessly.

Rumble!

Qianqian punched out.

This punch smashed into the spine of the sword.

The sword shattered.

Then it landed on the arm of the man who held the sword.

Arm burst.

Finally, it hit the half-step celestial man in the chest.

The terrifying fist power directly blasted it in the air.

The blood mist is scattered.

Spike, sec slag.

On the other side, Qianqian's palm grabbed in the void and summoned a portable sword.

It was a gorgeous silver sword that looked like a toy for the ladies to decorate themselves.

Qianqian's wrist flicked.

The two half-step celestials who rushed in, one of the first-level celestials, flew out upside down in an instant, and the chest and abdomen were already full of holes, covered with dense sword holes......

"Ah......h

They roared, not knowing when they were struck.

Blood spurted uncontrollably from the sword hole, like three humanoid sprayers.

He barely stood on his feet, but he couldn't control the blood that spurted and finally stumbled and collapsed in despair.

Death, fall.

Compared with Qianqian's wild and domineering, Qianqian's light spirit disillusionment is not inferior in lethality.

Boom!

Qianqian threw three more punches in a row.

The fist is as strong as a dragon.

The transparent fist print rushed out from the slender jade hand, expanding and becoming larger in mid-air, bombarding the bodies of the three first-level celestials, and suddenly three deadly and beautiful death blood flowers bloomed in mid-air.

Everyone else was stunned.

No one thought that such a thing would happen.

The two little maids beside Lin Beichen are beautiful like fairies, combined with the previous rumors about Lin Beichen's lust, I thought that these two delicate girls were not as good as the sword attendants behind Shen Xiaoyan, they were two very beautiful vases, which only played a decorative role......

Now it seems?

Vase?

No.

Death Rose.

The petals refer to the coming of death.

In the blink of an eye, the number of celestial-level powerhouses who died in the hands of two little maids because of their swords had reached a full eight.

They are all famous and powerful people with names and surnames.

Among them is a second-level celestial.

In the hall on the first floor of the Seven Stars Gathering Sword Building, the fragrant and sweet smell of blood was permeated, and the small drops of fine and dense blood beads on the ground and the table were slightly stirring under the sunlight, reflecting that ordinary people could hardly distinguish with the naked eye

Under the action of gravity, these blood beads converged, and the scene looked a little terrifying.

All the people in the hall have retreated to the outside of the building.

Including the three masters and apprentices of the 'Smelling Fragrance Sword Mansion'.

"They're ...... So powerful?"

There was a spark flickering in Hu Meier's eyes.

Her superiority as a disciple of a top martial arts force was severely struck at this moment.

For she was no match for either of the two maids-in-waiting.

"Who's coming?"

Qianqian shook her fist arrogantly.

The people who originally had the intention to seize the sword also extinguished all their luck at this time and buried their heads down.

At this time—

"I'll come. ”

A cold sneer sounded a hundred meters away.

In the next instant, a sword light swept through the void.

"Go back. ”

The silver thin sword in Qianqian's hand swayed the starry sky.

Bite!

A subtle metallic sound rang out.

The silver rapier breaks.

Qianqian's figure flew out upside down.

A flash of sword light followed him like a shadow, and he continued to attack and kill.

"Sister, be careful......"

Qianqian exclaimed in surprise, and blasted out with all her strength, attacking the person who made the shot.

Ding Ding Ding!

Rumble!

Qianqian's arms were dripping with blood, and she also flew upside down.

"Die. ”

The gloomy sneer carried endless killing intent, and split two sword lights, attacking Qianqian and Qianqian respectively.

It's about extermination.

In the battle between lightning and stone fire, someone has already recognized that the person who shot is tall, more than two meters, covered in white hair, and his face is like a wild ape, and he is a sword powerhouse of the white-haired armor clan.

A powerhouse who exuded terrifying and sharp sword intent all over his body.

Stronger than the one who died at the hands of the 'chess veteran' before.

Seeing the two little maids in crisis, Yan Ruyu's heart moved, and the sword in her palm was full of energy.

But at the moment when she was about to save people, Lin Beichen made a move.

Lin Beichen, who had been standing on the playing table and holding the brilliant silver sword, seemed to have spent a little time taming and mastering the new sword, so that his reaction was a little slower.

Shout!

In the void, silver light flashed.

Bite!

The first sword shattered the sword light that struck the two little maids.

The silver light flashed again.

The second sword tore through the layers of sword curtains and talisman sword qi in front of the white-haired armor clan's sword powerhouse.

Three flashes of silver.

The third sword, the head of the white-haired leather armor clan's kendo powerhouse soared into the sky......

These three swords, fast to the extreme, were completed almost at the same time.

From beginning to end, there was no sound of weapons colliding, nor was there the sound of sword blades shattering.

It's like a silly lake.

The battle is over.

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The second more, there are more.