Seeing the scabbard forged by Apache and successfully locking his magic sword, Singh's face was extremely gloomy.

I feel that this time, I am afraid that I may overturn.

Of course, things don't necessarily go badly, and whether Apache can use the scabbard to drive this magic sword is the key to this dilemma.

"The killer is locked, now see if I can drive it......"

Apache smiled and glanced at Singh and chuckled softly.

When everyone heard this, they held their breath and watched the scabbard in Apache's hand carefully.

If this scabbard can really drive the fierce demon sword at will, then this may also become a major reform.

In the future, the fierce soldiers obtained from the abyss demons may not be able to be used, and they may even be able to exert the greatest effect.

Of course, all this depends on whether Apache can succeed or not.

But even if it didn't work, it opened up new ideas for everyone and made a great contribution.

"Boom!

”

Apache's eyes flashed, his face was serious, and he no longer hung up, and then urged the scabbard and slowly stretched the magic sword out of the scabbard.

However, just as Apache pulled the magic sword with the help of the scabbard, a terrifying ferocious aura suddenly exploded like a volcano, and it reluctantly exploded from the scabbard.

Take the audience by storm!

"Bang!

”

The scabbard was directly shocked and flew out.

Slam it at the Apache behind him!

Apache's eyes flashed, and when he saw that the situation was not good, he quickly withdrew to dodge.

He was not so unlucky as to be injured by the scabbard he forged.

On the other side, the outbreak of the fierce demon sword was completely out of control.

It is still very spiritual, knowing that these people in the field want to be unfavorable to itself, so it erupts the moment the scabbard is opened, and flees directly to the door!

"Stop it!"

"Don't let it get out!"

Seeing this, Tan Hanmo, Qi Ziran, Xu Qinchao and others changed their faces greatly, and they stood up directly and shouted loudly.

If you let the murderers escape, it will definitely cause trouble.

And the Divine Weapon Academy is here, which may cause many forgers to suffer.

"Wow!"

Just as the fierce demon sword fled to the door, and no one intercepted him, suddenly, the door was pushed open, and a young man walked in.

"Dean, I'm back."

A clear voice rang out.

Tan Hanmo and the others looked fixedly, and it was Wei Ran who came.

"Wei Ran?!"

At this moment, Tan Hanmo and the others were so frightened that they flew straight away.

Damn, why did Wei Ran come over at this time?!

Damn, if something happens to Wei Ran, Singh and Apache, you all have to bury him!

！

Tan Hanmo was shocked, angry and frightened in his heart, he really wanted to save Wei Ran, but it was too late at this time.

"Huh?!"

As soon as Wei Ran entered the Armor Casting Hall, he saw a black long sword emitting monstrous flames, slamming at his head.

The power of this black sword was very terrifying, and it was not inferior to the green bamboo sword he surrendered in the ruins at that time.

"Murderers?"

Wei Ran is not an uninformed person now, and his first reaction is to guess the origin of this black sword.

He suspected that someone wanted to sneak attack him, and at the first moment, he poured the true yuan into the sword box, preparing to blast away the magic sword with the ten-square sword array.

However......

As Wei Ran poured Zhenyuan into the sword box and made it open, in an instant, the magic sword that rushed towards him was like a noodle on the side of a person's mouth, and he was directly accepted by the sword box.

"Hoo ......"

In an instant, the terrifying and ferocious aura that swept the audience also dissipated along with the magic sword.

"Hmmm??!"

"Where's the magic sword?"

"Wei Ran, are you alright?"

"Wei Shen, how are you feeling?"

"Where did the magic sword go?"

Seeing that the magic sword disappeared, and Wei Ran was still safe and sound, everyone couldn't help but be surprised and surprised, and discussed it one after another.

Tan Hanmo and other divine craftsmen of the Divine Weapon Academy were more concerned about Wei Ran's situation and asked him about his physical condition one after another.

Singh, on the other hand, was stunned on the spot.

Because at this moment, the only trace of contact he had with the fierce demon sword was completely cut off.

This is something that didn't happen when the magic sword was put into the scabbard by the Apache just now!

Singh suddenly had a bad feeling in his heart.

I feel that this magic sword of his, I'm afraid I really can't get it back......

"I'm fine......"

Wei Ran shook his head slightly, quite surprised in his heart, who gave him a big gift in this way?

As soon as they met, they gave themselves a mouthful of almost epic swordsmen.

He originally thought that this magic sword was the owner's thing, and someone was sneaking up on him, but as soon as the magic sword was taken away by the sword box, he understood that this magic sword had no owner.

And the murderous soldier, Wei Ran also saw it for the first time, and he didn't expect the sword box to be taken away directly.

This came as a surprise to him.

"Twitter, twitter, twitter......"

At this time, Wei Ran saw a man with a little dark skin, sharp eyes, and a hooked nose, who was talking to him, but he couldn't understand it.

"What is he talking about?"

Wei Ran pointed at Singh and asked Tan Hanmo.

Seeing this, Tan Hanmo threw Wei Ran a headset and explained: "He said that the exam questions he gave were finally cracked by you, thank you very much, and said that it is better to meet than to be really famous, and I want to worship you as a teacher." ”

Ranwen

"Really?"

Wei Ran stretched out his hand to take the headphones for translation that Tan Hanmo threw away, and asked, "It's better to accept apprentices, but what are the exam questions?" Why didn't I see it?! ”

As he spoke, Wei Ran also put on the headphones, and now he could finally understand what Singh and other foreigners were saying.

"Where did you put away the magic sword?"

"Take it out and take a look?"

"If you can't solve the problem, don't occupy the pit and don't......"

Singh urged a little anxiously.

Seeing this, the other foreign forgers couldn't help but coax: "Singh? How? Can't afford to lose? ”

"By the way, is this Wei Ran's divine craftsman? You look so young......"

"How did he put that murderous soldier away? Apache used a scabbard anyway......"

Wei Ran listened to their conversation, and then thought of Tan Hanmo's words just now, and instantly understood.

It turns out that the murderous magic sword that was just taken away by the sword box is the exam question they are cracking?

It seems that it was still made by this hook-nosed god?

So he kind of can't afford to lose?

Seeing this, Wei Ran smiled slightly and said, "It turns out that the sword just now is an exam question?" I'm sorry, I don't know much about this, but I've submitted it now, and I probably won't be able to pay ......you back."

After that, Wei Ran stretched out his hand, and the magic sword that was pitch black and engraved with countless cumbersome inscriptions appeared in Wei Ran's hand.

At the same time, the swirling demonic flame also rose again.

In the eyes of everyone, this mouth was extremely violent, and they couldn't refine the subdued magic sword by many means, but at this moment, they were all stunned by Wei Ran so obediently.

"You were really surrendered by Wei Ran?!"

"How the hell did he do it?"

"Sure enough, he is worthy of being a divine craftsman who forged the resurrection armor!"

"It's amazing, this time Singh is really planted......"

A group of exotic craftsmen looked at Wei Ran with admiration in their eyes, and said in amazement.

"Alas...... I lost, it's a pity ......"

Seeing that Wei Ran actually surrendered the magic sword so easily, and then thought that he had worked hard to customize the magic sword scabbard, but he failed to surrender the magic sword, but almost killed Wei Ran, he couldn't help but sigh with regret and pity.

As he spoke, he took out an epic piece of armor-forging material and threw it to Singh.

This is what they agreed before.

If he can solve the problem successfully, not only will the magic sword belong to him, but he will also be able to get three mythical-level armor-forging materials.

And if he can't solve this problem, he will lose to Singh with an epic material.

Apache can't actually be regarded as a failure, after all, it's just that the magic sword has just gotten out of control, and if he continues to try, there is still a little chance that he can suppress the magic sword and drive it......

However, now that the magic sword has been completely subdued by Wei Ran, he has no chance to try again, so he naturally loses.

I can only give Singh an epic piece of material.

"Smack!"

Singh reached out and took the material, but his face was still unsightly.

After all, according to his thoughts, even if someone could finally subdue the magic sword.

But in this process, there should still be many people who fail to submit, and he can earn at least a dozen or even dozens of epic materials.

That's not a loss at all.

After all, the current mythic-level materials are still a bit chicken, nominally more advanced than epic-level materials, but no one can use them.

And if no one can subdue this magic sword, then he will earn it all for nothing, and he will be so happy that he will fly.

But now, Apache was the only one who tried it, and Wei Ran then casually surrendered the magic sword.

He's a big loss......

Singh felt his heart bleed.

Wei Ran didn't know this, and he didn't even know it very clearly, the requirement of the exam question was to completely surrender this magic sword, he thought it was other requirements, and he surrendered the magic sword again, so that they had no murderous soldiers to use.

This requires compensation for others......

"I don't have a murderous soldier in my hand, or I'll cast one, or a few legendary swordsmen, and return it to you?"

Wei Ran watched Singh accept the epic materials given by Apache and asked softly.

In his estimation, the power of this magic sword is not inferior to that of an epic divine weapon.

However, his current strength is sufficient, and he may be able to try to cast an epic-level divine weapon, but after all, he hasn't tried it yet, so he wants to see if he can directly compensate with a more certain legendary-level divine weapon.

If it doesn't work, try more, and compensate others for an epic magic weapon.

"Humph!"

Hearing Wei Ran's words, Singh thought he was deliberately mocking himself, his face was gloomy, he snorted coldly, and then threw Wei Ran three mythical-level armor casting materials.

Although he didn't want to give Wei Ran very much, he didn't want to have a reputation that he couldn't afford to lose.

After that, this kind of artisan exchange meeting, it is estimated that he will not be qualified to participate in it again.

"Huh?!"

Wei Ran stretched out his hand to catch these three mythical-level materials, and couldn't help but be stunned, why didn't this Singh ask for his own compensation, but instead gave himself three mythical-level materials?

"Haha......"

Tan Hanmo and the others couldn't help but laugh when they saw Wei Ran's bewildered appearance.

Then, Tan Hanmo explained to Wei Ran: "That's the case, the exam question that Singh gave you just now is how to surrender this fierce demon sword, if you can successfully surrender, the magic sword will belong to the other party, and he will give the other party three more mythical materials......

"Is that so?"

When Wei Ran heard this, he looked at Singh, who had a gloomy face, and also smiled, grinned his white teeth, and said, "You are really a good person." ”

"Don't say anything yet, thank you Brother Wu Fly?!" Xu Qinchao said with a smile.

He glanced at Singh, full of disdain.

Wei Ran also smiled and said, "Thank you, Brother Wu Fly." ”

He also knew that Singh didn't have a good heart, but it didn't matter, he earned it anyway.

Then thank him a few words, it's nothing.