Wang Mo's very domineering deterrence played a role, and the most distressing thing was Su Liu's guy, like a mouse being targeted by a cat. But he still has a little confidence in his heart, because he is still the refiner of the Treasure Pavilion, and Miss Wen Lan is still sitting in the audience, so there should be no problem with his life.

"He's different!" Su Liu's heart was secretly ruthless, and the extreme hatred made his heart twist, and he inadvertently glanced left and right a few times, and those locations were exactly the corners where the killer was hiding.

"I'll do it too!" Wang Mo took the initiative to stand up and walked towards the refining table. The pace is light and vigorous, and there doesn't seem to be the slightest bit of pressure.

Although Wang Mo stood on the refining platform, he did not choose either of the two flames. Instead, he directly took out the Magnetic Qiankun Bagua Ding and suspended it in the sky above the high platform.

"Huh?" When Wen Lan saw Wang Mo's ding, she was immediately stunned. It's easy to say that the shape is very weird, but it feels like it's lost color, like something picked up from a garbage heap.

"Brother Wang Mo is looking down on our Treasure Pavilion, take out such a tattered furnace ding, hey!" Triangle Eye's words, although they were intentional, also made Wen Lan very displeased, and all the people in the Treasure Pavilion at the scene were also unhappy.

In an instant, Wang Mo became a public enemy, as if he was a very annoying person.

"Brush ......" Wang Mo ignored the reactions of the people at the scene, nor did he pay attention to the killers who had any changes, but directly ignited the fire in the world in the palm of his hand, and threw it under the furnace to turn into a raging flame.

"Haha......" After Su Liu saw this flame, he deliberately looked up to the sky and laughed wildly, "Brother Wang Mo seems to be unable to control our flames, and they actually use the most inferior spiritual power to turn into flames."

"With this mouthful, it's really a match made in heaven!" Triangle Eye also began to strike at the right time, "Looks like I don't have to expect anything anymore, it's just garbage!"

"Shut up!" Wen Lan only opened her mouth to stop it at this time, and she didn't say to me kindly, "If you need help, the eighth-level Tianding can be directly handed over to Brother Wang to use!"

"Thanks, let's see!" Wang Mo directly pushed it away and began to take out some materials.

Ten alloys, feather stones, Jinchang rope......

A total of ten materials were completely taken out and suspended in mid-air. It's stupid for everyone to look at this time, because these materials are all low-level materials. Not to mention refining the flying sword of the eighth-level level, even refining the fifth-level is enough.

"What's going on? Do you really look down on the Treasure Pavilion, or is she a fool?" Wen Lan had doubts in her heart, so she didn't say anything more.

"Up!" Wang Mo nodded his hand to start the Qiankun Bagua Furnace, and the bronze-colored furnace began to rotate in a positive direction, and the flames below began to rotate. A square Bagua shape was formed on the periphery, as if it were a mysterious formation.

Seeing that there was still a sense of luxury here, everyone quieted down.

Wang Mo only used one hand to control, and threw the material into the furnace with a single but very fast speed. There doesn't seem to be too much manipulation in the middle, just the same feeling as a stew. There is no refining process, and all the materials are calcined in Baoding. There is not even a process of forming the sword, it is simply thrown into the furnace and left alone.

"Really?" Wen Lan's heart was even more bottomless, she had never seen such a refining weapon, it was really the first time.

"In less than ten seconds, the oven will be blown up!" Triangle looked at Wang Mo and said directly, as if he had been sentenced to death.

"An idiot is a ......" Su Liu also shouted at him, "It's just a liar, and he is ashamed to say that he won me."

Ten seconds passed quickly, and an occasional roar erupted. A cloud of smoke and dust covered the entire refining platform, and it seemed to be exactly as Triangle Eye had expected.

"Haha......" The laughter exploded, but it was a really happy scene.

"Hey!" Wen Lan seemed to be particularly disappointed, but she still ordered her subordinates, "Hurry up and save people, Wang Mo is a guest, and there is no room for mistakes!"

Just as a group of people were about to rush into the smoke, a sudden sword aura swept out. It dispersed the smoke and chaos of spiritual power, and also stopped these people who wanted to be rescued. When his vision was fully restored, a very ordinary-looking flying sword was suspended in the air, the tip of the sword slightly touching the ground

face, not facing anyone.

Looking at the Bagua Furnace Ding again, it has completely stopped, and I think it is the completion of the refining work.

"How do you finish refining the weapon?" Su Liu's first reaction was this, he didn't see the ins and outs at all, as if a fool had a similar expression.

"It's impossible to ......" Triangular Eyes' reaction was also shocked, and he didn't see the key steps either, but this guy and old woman were cunning, "You must have prepared a flying sword, deliberately used a blindfold and then stole the beams and changed the pillars!"

"Yes, yes......" Su Liu seemed to understand, and immediately shouted to the rhythm of the triangular eye, and raised a bigger objection, "You see this broken sword, it doesn't look like a good thing, and it won't deceive anyone!"

"Shut up!" Wen Lan directly stopped everyone, then smiled at Wang Mo and said, "I believe that Wang Mo is innocent, you can test them so that these idiots can shut up!"

"I think that when I experiment with something, it is newly refined, and there are many ways to use it, so I will leave this work to Miss Wen Lan, and the subsequent evaluation of the two flying swords will also be carried out together!" Wang Mo waved his hand directly, pushed the flying sword in front of Wen Lan's eyes, and sat back in place after speaking.

"Good!" Wen Lan stood up briskly, looked at the ordinary flying sword in front of him, and then looked at the other swivel sword, the two flying swords looked so different from each other that they could almost tell the winner without a competition, but they also had to go through a form.

"This is a spirit rhino stone, which can test the quality and texture of magic weapons and flying swords, and you can also see if it is newly refined!" Wen Lan took out an eighth-level spirit rhino stone, shining with a brilliant light, like a huge gem.

Wen Lan first chose the Ring Sword, still wanting to save some face for Wang Mo. As the stone slowly approached the hilt, it glowed white. This is the characteristic of the newly refined, if the refining time exceeds three hours, it will bloom with a silver glow.

Then the spirit rhino stone vibrates, and white rings appear regularly, spreading out in all directions at a uniform speed. This kind of ring appeared a total of eight times, proving that this swivel sword had reached the eighth level quality. Then the gem turned orange-yellow, indicating that it was a rank 8 mid-grade flying sword.

Flying swords and magic weapons are actually graded, ranging from level one to ten, and each level also has four types: upper, middle and lower, and super best.

"Humph!" Su Liu pouted his nostrils into the sky and looked at Wang Mo with disdain, but he didn't say a word.

"I'll look at the competition, that's it, Mr. Wang Mo also showed a very good level!" When Wen Lan saw this result, she directly wanted to end the game, or to save Wang Mo's face.

"No need, Miss, please do it!" However, Wang Mo directly denied it, and his tone was full of confidence.

Wen Lan felt that Wang Mo was strange, could she really not see her thoughts? Or is it blindly confident?

Wen Lan let the spirit rhino stone close to Wang Mo's flying sword, and it also stayed at the position of the hilt. But after waiting for three seconds, the stone didn't respond. Whether it's the degree of newness or the grade standard, there is no response!

"Haha......" Su Liu laughed wildly, but then an explosion sounded, and the Spirit Rhino Stone actually exploded, this thing was too sudden.

"Change a ......," Wang Mo chuckled and said to Wen Lan, "Let's get a ninth-level one!"

"This ......" Wen Lan was a little surprised, but he still decided to give it a try, he didn't believe that the ordinary flying sword in front of him was actually a ninth-level flying sword, it was absolutely impossible!

The ninth-level spirit rhino stone was originally a rare thing, but Wen Lan still had a few pieces. After taking out a piece very carefully, it hovered above the flying sword refined by Wang Mo. There was still no movement this time, and when everyone was about to let out louder mocks, the Spirit Rhino Stone actually activated.

The first thing I saw was the white light, which meant that this flying sword was newly refined, and this one instantly slapped many people in the face. Then the aperture began to appear, and it slowly spread out in circles, two or three circles, which touched the hearts and eyes of everyone on the scene.

It wasn't until the eighth aperture appeared that everyone's mouths opened in surprise. Just such an inconspicuous flying sword, with those low-grade materials that no one wants, how can you make an eighth-level flying sword, how can this be done

What about it?

Just when everyone was shocked and thought that this was the end of it. The ninth circle of light appeared, slowly spreading outwards in all directions. This is even more of a resounding slap in the face, which blinds everyone present.

All the people present were refiners, until a ninth-level flying sword or magic weapon was powerful. That's a chance that it's not going to happen, and the materials are quite expensive. Even if it is refined by chance, it may not be derived according to the map, and it may also be downgraded by the magic weapon.

A refining master can't refine a ninth-level flying sword or item for an average of a hundred years. Something that belongs to the legend level at level ten is simply impossible to refine according to the convention. If one comes out, it must be accompanied by a bloody storm.

However, Wang Mo used the simplest materials, and it only took him three hours to refine a ninth-level flying sword, which was too terrifying.

The shocking situation seems to have ended, because there is no terrifying tenth-level situation, and the final level is only black, that is, the ninth-level low-grade flying sword.

"A ninth-level low-grade flying sword, what are the special effects?" Wen Lan looked at this flying sword, and her eyes lit up, "No matter what special effects there are, we have acquired them in the Treasure Pavilion."

"I've given it to you, the special effect is a punishment ......" Wang Mo gave it directly to the other party, this generously stunned everyone, "The meaning of punishment is a bit complicated, that is, after launching this special effect skill, you can kill and injure the enemy with five times the attack power, and it can be maintained for up to ten seconds without any side effects."

"You really don't want money?" Wen Lan repeated slowly, even though she had come into contact with too many treasures, including level ninety, there were also a lot of things, but this punishment effect, and the guy who didn't want a penny, was really the first time she had come into contact with it.

"Of course, if it's given to the Treasure Pavilion, it can be regarded as a personal gift for you, so let's announce the results!" Wang Mo replied with a smile, it would be nothing to give it to Wen Lan, although this was not Wen Lan from his time and space.

"In the first battle of the ninth-level flying sword against the eighth-level rotating ring sword, Wang Mo, who refined the ninth-level flying sword, won......" Wen Lan announced loudly, no one raised any objections, this is the benefit of overwhelming superiority, and no one else can refute it at all.