"They strike iron?" Li Ke sneered: "Then fight well, enter the Mirror Lake Swamp, my first goal is to kill him, I want to see what weapons they can create!"

There was a ruthless aura in the eyes of the crowd, and the horses that were crawling hard behind them trembled and followed quickly, for fear that they would die in the next moment.

The sun was setting in the west, and it was already dusk.

Knock knock!

The dull explosion like thunder, accompanied by sparks, flickered and reflected Lu Ming's face.

Lu Ming's face was indifferent and focused, the landing point of one hammer after another was extremely accurate, the iron tong in his left hand couldn't help but change directions, and the shape of a sword was gradually revealed.

The Sword Saint of Destruction looked at all this in surprise, "This kid's way of striking iron is very special, his breathing, and the height of the charcoal fire beating, are closely related, and at this moment, the surrounding heaven and earth vitality has also begun to thicken, and he is actually attracted by his iron......"

The Sword Saint of Destruction shook his head: "Can you hit this kind of realm with iron? Those swordsmiths will be stupid when they see it, right?"

At this moment, Lu Ming really used the sword marks to mobilize the vitality of heaven and earth, as well as his own sword qi, and poured his powerful soul power into the sword, through repeated forging, he was able to make the sword and sword qi play together, and at the same time deeply engraved a sword intent of his own.

In this way, the sword blade will be extremely sharp, and it will be able to better transmit the sword qi, evolve the sword qi, and increase the strength. At the same time, only a sword with sword intent is a sword that truly has life.

After a good fight, Lu Ming built it again, the iron ingots had been forged before, and they were all twenty-four forged alloy steel ingots, and after the last one was formed, it was a twenty-five forged sword.

The old sword master grabbed a sword from the cooling tank, slightly poured some sword qi, and with a bang, the sword qi suddenly shot out, it was actually more than four meters long, and it was so bright in the dusk.

"Good sword! It's really twenty-five forging a good sword!" The old sword master looked at this unadorned long sword in amazement, its weight was at least thirty catties, which was already comparable to a two-handed sword, it seemed that the waste residue in it was almost completely forged, only the real steel essence remained, and after pouring the sword qi by himself, he could really feel its sharpness!

Sneer......

Another well-built sword was thrown into the cooling tank by Lu Ming, and when he put down the hammer, his hands trembled uncontrollably, and his steps were unsteady.

Ouyang Luo was startled, so he went to help. Lu Ming waved his hand, held his sword, sat in front of the Kaifeng Stone with vain steps, and wiped it down with a unique strength.

Long Lin instinctively tilted his head to dodge, but found that it was just the brilliance of a sword.

Is there such a good sword? Or was it forged by this kid?

Seeing it with his own eyes, Long Lin still didn't believe it, and after looking at Lu Ming Kaifeng, he dismantled the original hilt, silently pressed it on the new sword, and handed it to Ouyang Luo. There is a strong jealousy in his heart, controlling such a good sword, the combat power will at least improve the five blades, it is an indispensable necessity for walking the rivers and lakes, when can I have such a good sword?

Looking at the ten forgings in his hand, he thought it was a very good sword, but now it is like a burning stick, which is commonplace.

And this kid has only taken four days, although Black and White has hardly rested, but this is fast enough?

The point is, he didn't have time to choose the best materials, they were all ordinary materials pulled back by carts, if he was given a year to use the best materials, then what kind of sword would he create? It should be a divine soldier, right?

"Good, good...... If you can not dislike the appearance of the sword and pay attention to the inside, you are a real swordsman, good boy!"

The Sword Saint of Destruction looked at Lu Ming who simply made the hilt and Cambridge with the accessories on the original sword, and he couldn't keep his mouth shut, he looked at the old sword master: "We can't help at all this time, so let's give the two swords a name, right?"

"Yes, yes! Such a superior sword would not be able to speak without a name. The old sword master looked at Lu Ming: "Isn't it?"

"Of course. Lu Ming, who was sitting cross-legged on the ground and recovering his true qi, smiled faintly, the second elder was completely kind to himself, they looked at themselves as just children. Giving a name to the sword may have the meaning of leaving a memorial, but naturally it cannot be refused. And this is only a twenty-five forged sword, and Lu Ming didn't think to name it.

The old sword master carefully looked at the intricate cloud patterns on the sword, like auspicious clouds, but the sword is a weapon, whether it is defense or attack, it is used to take people's surnames, and those who want to plot against this child mainly want to be the soul of the sword: "This sword is called reincarnation." ”

The Sword Saint of Destruction looked at Ouyang Luo's sword, the lines on it seemed to be a fierce sword qi, and a full twenty-five sword qi bloomed from the hilt, and the whole sword looked like an illusory feeling, with the greedy wolf sword body: "It's soul chasing." ”

Ouyang Luo's eyes lit up, and he took the soul chasing sword very formally, and a happy smile appeared on his stiff face.

When the sun rose again, Lu Ming and Ouyang Luo were already on their horses, their swords hanging beside the saddle, and behind the saddle, each had a special backpack for adventurers similar to a marching bag, but Lu Ming changed it slightly and turned it into a backpack on his shoulders.

It's just that next to the two of them, there is an extra horse, and Long Lin sits on it.

"Dragon boy, this time you must protect the two of them and help them retrieve the sword relics, and you must not make any mistakes, any mistakes. ”

Long Lin shuddered in his brain when he recalled the majesty of the Sword Saint of Destruction when he said 'anything went wrong'. The master's meaning is very clear, even in a moment of crisis, he has to use his body to block the sword for them, but it's just ......

Outside the generals, the military order is not subject to it. And the unexpected always comes out of nowhere. Long Lin snorted coldly in his heart, the sword relics are mine. Beauty, also mine. Everything about the master is still mine!

"Let's go. Lu Ming kicked the stirrup, and the horse neighed, and the three people and six horses flew away.

Looking at the sky in the distance, a smile appeared on the corner of Lu Ming's mouth, and when he entered the mountains and forests, he became equivalent to returning home. And he will not have any worries, the second elder will definitely take care of the Lu family.

If you can go up to the air, and it is high enough, you will clearly see that in the Holy Sword Mountain and Luoyue City, there are three human flows, like a rushing stream in the mountains, rushing in the direction of that quiet swamp.

If it is a little higher, you will find that in the entire Qingyuan Prefecture, hundreds of thin and small black lines converge towards the Wuhuang Mountain Range like ants.

In the middle of the sky, after leaving the last town in the jurisdiction of Luoyue City, Lu Ming and his party have been riding horses for nine days, and today is also the fifteenth day.

Along the way, Lu Ming saw a lot of swordsmen, all of whom hurried by, running all the way to the Wuhuang Mountain Range, but nothing happened.

The landform here has also begun to become peculiar, the more you enter the range of the Wuhuang Mountain Range, the more green the trees become, and places such as Luoyue City and Tiandu City, which are far away from Yaoyao, have already shown autumn mood, and they are completely two concepts.

The sky is blue and the water is blue, the birds are singing and the flowers are fragrant, and from time to time you can see rows of stout and incredible giant trees, the air is very humid, and the mosquitoes have become more numerous, and they are all very large, at this time, the anthelmintic medicine has played a role.

In Lu Ming's opinion, this kind of surprise is no different from the north and south on the earth, but it is obviously still a primitive ecology here, and the sudden influx of a large number of humans has only stepped out of the vast ground a few paths, and the closer to the Mirror Lake swamp, the more slippery the ground becomes, and in the mountains where there is almost no 'road', the speed of the horses will be more affected.

What's even more obvious is that the Heaven and Earth Yuan Qi in this area is extremely strong, and Lu Ming often feels a stinging pain like a needle prick all over his body, and the result of probing with sword marks is the result of the Heaven and Earth Yuan Qi churning and rolling, but it will not form a wind.

This is the Metaverse Storm.

Lu Ming frowned, this kind of storm can only be generated by the influence of space power, if you stay for a long time, the true qi in your body will be affected, causing some dark injuries.

From time to time, a small group of people and horses passed through the forest in the distance, and there were many swordsmen, great swordsmen, and adventurer teams composed of swordsmen.

The team that Lu Ming noticed turned out to be a team composed of great sword masters, and there were four of them!

Compared to the range of the Sword Realm that can enter the Mirror Lake Swamp, this is already a very strong team.

"Hey, look at the four fast horses and the markings on their swords. ”

At this time, a whisper was heard from a group of light cavalry running at full speed.

"They?" The leader looked very surprised: "Among the young disciples of the Nanling Sword Sect, the four great swords of the Zhen Sect? The Nanling Sword Sect is now like Zhongtian, and it can be called one of the top ten sword sects in Qing Yuanzhou, they are all in the realm of great sword masters, they want to be talented and talented, they want materials and materials, and the master who will not lack anything, how can they come here? Isn't this bullying?"

"The role of this sword relic, after all, is unique, and even these geniuses can't resist this temptation. We can't control those, big brother, we better slow down and get out of their way. ”

The light riders gradually slowed down, and at the same time, the other passers-by either slowed down or dodged to the side, far away, for fear that they would notice their presence.

"Nanling Sword Sect? Lu Mingsuo slowed down, let the horse move forward leisurely, and then said lightly: "The spear shoots the first bird, until we really find the sword relic, we must not become the target of the public." Here, we have to keep a low profile and let others ignore us. ”

"Listen to you. Long Lin readily agreed. The team just now is indeed very strong, and it seems that those people are all good at the sect. If you are too arrogant, you will have no problem, but now there are two oil bottles by your side, and if there is a fight, it will be a little troublesome. Therefore, until you find the sword relics, if you can make less trouble, you should not make trouble. Achieving one's goals is more important than anything else.

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