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"Mr. Benson, swords, guns, halberds, axes, hooks, forks, boring sticks, mallets, whips, hammers, abductors, meteors, eighteen weapons, what do you want?" After letting Andy Sword God rest and instructing the two girls and their members of the song and dance troupe to take care of them, Meng Han came to the palace where Mr. Benson lived. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

Mr. Benson had hardly ever rested, and spent most of his time in the big studio in a daze, thinking about problems. Meng Han knew that he must be thinking about a more advanced magic method to realize exclusive weapons. Meng Han came, first, to greet thoughtfully, and secondly, to come for the sorrow of the frost in Mr. Benson's hands.

"Are there so many kinds of weapons?" Mr. Benson was obviously stunned by Meng Han's series of so-called eighteen weapons, and in his impression, the sword, axe, dagger, hammer, and long-handled weapon had never been thought of, not counting the bow and crossbow and throwing weapons, and there were so many other ways to say the weapons used.

"This is just commonly used, and there are many strange doors, so I won't tell them one by one. It can be divided into pointed, barbed, hooked, and bladed, depending on what you like. Meng Han didn't expect that any of these would be able to bluff Benson, a big master, and secretly felt proud in his heart, and then pretended to ask casually.

"Uh!" Benson muttered, as if he didn't know what to answer.

"Didn't think about it?" Meng Han understood Benson's thoughts at a glance: "It's okay, take your time, after all, you have to do it yourself, how can you design a perfect weapon, and at the same time, it has to be your favorite, isn't it? As he spoke, he casually lifted Frost Sorrow on the table in front of Benson, and swiped it a few times, bringing out a whirring wind.

"You're here for this, aren't you?" Mr. Benson saw through Meng Han's plan almost at a glance: "Take it, I don't like it anyway, and I already know the principle here, for me, it's useless." ”

"That's so embarrassing!" Meng Han smiled awkwardly, but his hand had already taken Frost Sorrow behind him, the image of a typical shameless villain.

"You've offended a lot of people!" Benson looked at Meng Han with a smile: "I'm going to make trouble for you at this time." "With Mr. Benson's ability, there are no hostile people around him, and he can't hide it at all.

"Yes!" Meng Han sighed and nodded with a smile: "You said that when they came, they had to wait for you to come over, obviously they didn't take your old man seriously." As he spoke, he made a grimace. He didn't intend to hide his purpose, but before he could open his mouth, Mr. Benson had already revealed it.

"Get out!" Benson took a sip and drove Meng Han out directly: "Get me some materials, I want to experiment." Also, don't just come and bother!"

"Hey, I'll leave right away!" Meng Han hurriedly agreed, and ran out with the frost grief in a puff of smoke. As soon as he got out, he ordered Benson to be brought whatever he needed.

The Frost Sorrow has been obtained, and now Meng Han has another killer weapon in his hand, that is, the base of the sixth-level magic scroll that Mr. Benson asked Meng Han to make at the beginning. Meng Han didn't have enough magic and confidence to make it before, but with the support of Mr. Benson's near-infinite magic power, Meng Han finally had another one. This was the base of the scroll that could make ninth-level power magic, and he was not going to hand it over to anyone until Meng Han had an effective means of protection.

Walking in the courtyard of the palace, standing under the huge angel statue, Meng Han suddenly raised his head and shouted: "Michael, tell all of you clansmen, give me wide eyes, if anyone dares to ***, don't let anyone go!"

"Yes, sir!" Michael's voice came from above the angel statue overhead, still motionless.

The other party's manpower is not fully in place, and Meng Han estimates that they will wait for a day or two, and wait for everyone to arrive before they start. Meng Han didn't mind waiting to see a good show, and got the Frost Grief from Mr. Benson, and immediately rushed back to Andy's Sword God's side.

"Let's see if this is a good idea. Meng Han knew that no matter how tired Andy Sword God was, it would be impossible for Claudia and Lydia to rest when they were resting, and with Andy's Sword God's strength, just feeling threatened along the way could not make him so tired that he needed to sleep before he could rest.

"What do you want to use such a fancy thing for? Is it more beautiful than anyone's sword?" Andy Sword God saw that Meng Han threw an extremely gorgeous sword over very casually, took it in his hand nonchalantly, and said casually. As soon as he finished speaking, he felt that the sword in his hand felt a little wrong, and he was a little surprised, and he immediately raised his two-handed sword and observed it carefully.

"This, this is Xingchen Gold?" Looking at one of those gorgeous colors, Andy Sword God couldn't help but exclaim: "This is Xuanbing Iron, this is Broken Blade Steel, this, this ......" Even said a few words, but the following words couldn't say a word, and the whole person was already shocked beyond measure. These materials, any of them, could be said to be priceless, but now they are concentrated in a gorgeous greatsword.

"Who's sword is prettier, it doesn't lose. Meng Han sat on the chair with a big grin on the side, raised his feet high on the table, and said proudly: "Compared with others, it will not lose either." ”

Whew, Andy's sword god had already started dancing with the sword, and after only a few dances, he felt the extraordinaryness of this sword. The center of gravity is just right, just enough for him to make the blade appear just right where he wants it to appear, whether with one or both hands. Facing Meng Han's move of picking up his original sword and throwing it directly on the blade, Andy Sword God just waved lightly, and the original sword directly turned into two sections, and the cut was extremely smooth.

Even without this gorgeous appearance, the mere sharpness was enough to compare the sword he used to use to rubbish. Andy Sword God praised again and again: "Good sword, good sword!"

"Is this called a good sword?" Meng Han snorted coldly: "Try *** fighting spirit." As soon as he finished speaking, he immediately realized something, and immediately stopped: "Stop, go out and find a wide place to try again." ”

Andy Sword God looked at the gorgeous room, didn't say a word, turned around and left, while walking, he was still stroking the sword body, reluctant to let go. When he came to the wide courtyard, his fighting spirit was stimulated, and the originally gorgeous sword body suddenly had a layer of white light, and the whole Andy Sword God was like a fairy.

And in the feeling of Andy Sword God, the fighting spirit easily reached the blade, and there was no feeling of sluggishness. Brush brush a few movements, very comfortable. His Excellency couldn't help but start laughing.

"Try to *** the fighting spirit to stimulate the two ends of the sword. Meng Han reminded from afar. Andy Sword God almost without thinking about it, he followed Meng Han's reminder and started to do ***.

brush, an ice blade emanated from the blade, soaring into the sky. The sword momentum was fast and ruthless, and it immediately startled Andy Sword God again. The whole person froze in place, his face full of incredulity.

"Stop, don't try the other side!" Meng Han suddenly remembered that if a thousand miles of ice were released in this place, most of the Yellow Sand City would be shrouded in it. When the time comes, the trouble will not be at all, so I hurriedly stopped.

Looking at Andy Sword God's expression of disbelief, Meng Han slowly walked over and asked with a smile, "How does it feel to release magic?"

After this series of surprises, Andy Sword God seemed to have become a little numb, and turned his head and asked, "What will happen if I excite the other end?"

"It will release a frozen thousand miles. Meng Han told him truthfully.

"If it weren't for this sword in my hand, someone came and told me that he could make magic swords, and I would have beaten him until he couldn't speak anymore. Holding the Frost Sorrow, Andy's sword god's eyes were full of fanaticism: "No wonder many people say that as long as something happens to you, no matter how ridiculous it is, it is possible." It doesn't seem to be exaggerating. ”

"Awards, awards!" Meng Han smiled triumphantly, without the slightest modest expression on his face: "This sword, you always use it and still use it?"

"Very good, which master made it?" said Andy the Sword God with a nod, and began to ask the maker.

"The craftsman who made it has a mark on the back of the hilt. The magic was solved by Elder Meredith, as for the designer!" Meng Han lengthened his voice, raised his chest and said proudly, "It's just me!"

"I know!" Andy Sword God couldn't put it down while holding the sword, but asked in an angry tone, "What do you want to change this time?"

"Take care of this for me. Meng Han handed over the base of the sixth-level scroll to Andy Sword God: "No one can give it to you except me!" In addition, with this sword, I believe that when there are four more peak sword saints surrounding you, then cut off their heads for me!"

"As you wish. Andy Sword God took the sixth-level base surface, stuffed it into his arms, and then asked angrily, "What is this I want to protect?"

"The base of the six-level scroll. Meng Han didn't hide it, but just reminded Andy Sword God: "If you know a little bit about what happened recently, I think you should be able to understand what this means." Don't let me down!"

Andy Sword God certainly understands that he is not a lonely person, and he protects Claudia and Lydia to perform everywhere, so he naturally knows some big things. He knew the rumors about the base of Meng Han's scroll, and he also knew that there had been a release of a magic forbidden spell not long ago, and as soon as Meng Han finished speaking, he realized what it was almost immediately, and his eyes widened.

"You are so relieved of me?" Andy Sword God's lifetime of surprise added up, and it is estimated that it is not as much as Meng Han brought him today. In the end, I was puzzled and asked.

"Because if you're going to kill me, you don't need this to do it. Meng Han smiled and explained: "And what you want to gain by betraying me, you can always ask, I believe that what others can give you, I can also satisfy you." So, I believe in you. ”

"Boy, in the future, be kind to Claudia and Lydia!" Andy Sword God didn't say anything more, dropped a sentence, turned around directly with the sword, and slowly walked back to the palace.