"Good knives!" The raised head did not choose to win the evil in the end, but praised it after looking at it repeatedly, and the kind of amazement from the bottom of his eyes could not be concealed at all.

"But for some reason, all the power and aura took on an extremely chaotic existence, like" He said as he slowly became extremely serious.

"It's like this."

He seemed to think of something, and then grabbed a handful of sand from the ground, and it didn't change much, just grabbed it and raised it casually in this short time, and the number of them was innumerable, and the horror of this hand alone was enough to surprise anyone.

Only Su Ming knew that this was only the introductory means of refining the Eight Wonder Techniques.

But the old horse didn't think that he had shown much of the amazing thing, it was really like everyone could do it with a wave of his hand.

The clumps of sand were precisely arranged in their respective positions under his control, forming an extremely meager but orderly queue of dust, "Look, this knife should have looked like this before, but his terrifying growth has made each of these particles have the function of adsorption. ”

As he spoke, he raised his hand again, and lifted out the remaining half of the dust in his palm, but this dust was intermittent, rushing into the queue that had been arranged before, but every trace of entry would turn into countless particles and adsorb on the original queue, making the layer of soil tulle a lot thicker.

Simple and clear, whether it was Gong Qing and the others or Su Ming, they all agreed with such a metaphor, and his actions were not only like this, a clod of soil in his hand did not take into account the rise and fall of the tulle, like a savage giant beast rushed directly into it

Ma Xianhong didn't let this scene continue, but reached out and shook it gently, and everything turned into the slowly flowing sand in his palm again.

"I'm just showing a simple show of far-reaching power, the realm of the original owner is far from what I can achieve, he has achieved a sword while keeping this sword in a state that can change and grow at any time, which is amazing!"

"But he didn't expect that the back would be so badly damaged, and he could see that he had experienced a violent beating before, and it couldn't even be regarded as a forged hammer, which was almost devastating for a knife."

"But it is precisely because of this that the master's mastery is even more revealed, it has survived, and even relying on the aura accumulated over the countless years to repair itself little by little, that is to say, it still has the day to recover, and it only needs to draw a little bit of strength, but."

He spread out his hands with a smile as he spoke, and didn't continue to speak, but Su Ming knew what he wanted to say.

It is nothing more than a patient who is not replenished and directly drinks a perfect tonic pill, making up for his life and death in an instant.

"Method." There wasn't much praise in Su Ming's voice.

For Ma Xianhong, this is simply not much technical content, after all, the talent against the sky on his body is even more anti-heaven and earth, and Su Ming doesn't have so much heart to pay attention to these, he just wants to measure how much strength he should make next from the value of Ma Xianhong.

"Recast." Ma Xianhong didn't hesitate, as if it should have been.

After speaking, he stretched out his finger and put it on Shengxie, and then lightly hooked it, and the second before it fell into his hand, Su Ming had already pressed all the backlash back, it can be said that the current Shengxie is like a good baby.

But even so, Ma Xianhong inevitably set off a monstrous wave in his heart the second he got the knife.

In the past, I only looked at Katsu evil as a craftsman, but now after I get the knife, I feel completely different.

The second he started, his face turned pale in an instant, and his eyes slowly fell into a hollow, if it weren't for the pain just now, he might have sunk into it.

The cold sweat of the brush crawled all over his back, he was just a craftsman no matter what he said, and his life was smooth under the protection of his sister, where had he ever seen that terrifying picture.

As a professional craftsman, it can be said that he is extremely familiar with this kind of artifact, others may suspect that it is an illusion, but only he knows that this is definitely a pile of human lives, and there is no shortcut at all.

Looking at Su Ming again, his eyes were already a little inexplicable, "You won't put . Bring people from the company, right? ”

The moment this sentence came out, he was almost ashamed that he wanted to find a hole to drill into, after all, he established the so-called Biyou Village to "intercept a glimmer of life for the creatures of heaven and earth", and what he advocated was that there was no class, and which one who could come here did not have more or less stains, but as long as they were willing to reform themselves, he was willing to provide them with a shelter, but now

It's not that he has changed his mind, it's mainly that the situation shown by Su Ming is too complicated, he can't even count how many lives it is, and he can't understand how many sins Su Ming still has that he can't see, not to mention that such a person is placed in the dragon country where the law is the strictest, and those weak countries that treat human life like a mustard can't let it go!

He is not afraid of the company, but this sentence is asked for the responsibility of all those who follow him.

Su Ming was stunned for a moment when he heard this, and then roughly guessed Ma Xianhong's thoughts, and took out a medal, and then a certificate.

"Don't worry, even if you come, it won't be for me."

I don't dare to guarantee that the people from the company won't come, after all, this stupid boy has long been targeted by Zhao Dong, and only he doesn't know that what Ma Xianhong wants to do is to build a self-cultivation furnace and make aliens in batches in the form of inlay.

In fact, everything he did had a more general, but most appropriate statement in ancient times, rebellion.

This kid still feels that he is more dangerous than him, so pull it down!

But for Ma Xianhong's tendons, these are not what he should consider, since Su Ming said this kind of thing, it means that he does not have the slightest danger at all, and she even wants to apologize for the offense she made to her friend just now.

But when the words came to his lips, he turned into an excited sentence, "Then let's start!" ”

His red eyes and tongue licking his lips made Su Ming feel again and again that he was relieved after making sure that he was not being dealt with by the victory and evil, but he was shocked.

This time I was shocked by this kid's unguarded sincerity, and before Su Ming took out this knife, he could see his great doubts and unspeakable expectations, but after Su Ming took out the knife, everything seemed to be unimportant.

There are no conditions, no excuses, not even one more question about things that have nothing to do with the casting of knives, only one sentence "Then let's start!" ”

Recalling that along the way, Su Ming started from seeing Xi's men come out alive, every step was a tightrope, everything was a chess piece for him to move forward, without any exceptions, calculating and calculating his own purpose did not fall, which was also a point that he was more satisfied with, but this satisfied point suddenly Tang Ta felt a little ashamed at this moment.

The sunshine is not right, the sunlight has already reached the point of "stupidity" to this extent, which once made Su Ming think that it was because Qu Tong broke his brain.

"Don't you need to prepare anything? Material? Tool? Su Ming didn't know what to say, but since Ma Xianhong was so enthusiastic, he could only be disrespectful first.

If you talk about helping later, you really can't slap your ass and leave

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but shake his head violently, this was an extremely normal idea for an evil cultivator, but at this moment he seemed to feel a trace of sadness for himself

While thinking about it, I also made up my mind that I must stay away from this guy and run away when the knife is over!

A small favor at most.

"No!" Lao Ma smiled and spoke, and walked directly to the village with Su Ming's shoulders in his arms, "That senior has almost everything ready, and all that is missing is my hands and."

"Hey, Su Ming, do you want a sword that is completely in line with your heart, not the kind of low-level means of controlling materialization, but the kind that really raises a new life on the sword and can fight independently."

His voice was very small at first, but the more he talked about it, the more excited he became, and Su Ming finally understood why he was so excited along the way.

As a technologist, he said that he himself did not expect to be able to really encounter the artifact to give birth to his consciousness in his lifetime, and this destruction may not be all bad, but a good opportunity to successfully reproduce the legendary fairy sword.

As soon as he said this, Su Ming wanted to take out the Sissi and the palace, and told him that maybe that kind of legend was not as rare as what he said.

"Not keeping up?" Gong Qing reminded the other two to slowly come back to their senses.

But until this time, Tu Junfang was still in doubt, he had fought head-on with that knife, although Su Ming at that time was not as strong as it is now, but that knife was terrifying enough, even to the extent that he had to temporarily avoid the edge.

However, such a knife just now was said to be a half-finished product, or even a half-finished product that had suffered heavy damage a long time ago, and he tried to guess if Su Ming's terrifying and outrageous cultivation speed had something to do with this, but he failed again.

In fact, he was just curious, now he had already accepted the fact that Su Ming was completely different from him, and he was more confused about Ma Xianhong.

Whether it is from Su Ming's words or from the process of transforming countless particles into objects in the two seconds just now, it is all illustrating a problem, this guy is a refiner, and he is an extremely terrifying refiner!

You must know that the most respected in the Inhuman world, except for the ten guys, are these scarce professions with strange personalities and ridiculously high appearance fees, whether it is the Qi and Blood Pill that started like a tiger, the forbidden master, or even the doctors all have a stinky face, not to mention those famous doctors, the appearance fee is millions, which is faster than robbing a bank.

And the profession of refiner is no less important than the doctor, the doctor determines the fate after the fight, but the refiner decides the outcome of your fight, whether it is a weapon or a piece of armor, the reason why the magic weapon is called a magic weapon is because it can play the same role as the divine channel method at a critical moment, directly rewriting a battle.

It determines your life and by the way, the fate of your opponents.

However, among these rare professions, it is also the most stinky fart in this industry, every tail is cocked in the sky, just like the self-proclaimed modern No. 1 refiner Yuan Tao, who is not very capable but has a lot of power to speak in the whole nature, relying on the identity that no one dares to offend or even ask to pull, and now this.

Not to mention that his nationality is unknown, even now he only knows that others seem to call Chen Hu the village head, but that means

At least Jiajia Village's Imperial Technique can't reach such a terrifying level, and it can't even reach this guy's 100%. Thousandth!

In an instant, it wasn't just a stone, it was thousands of grains!

Moreover, the little bugs he had sprinkled for surveillance were fine, the eyepiece on his eyes, the beads around his neck, and even the mechanism on his arm that could be turned on at any time

Each of them gave him an extremely not weak feeling, and each of these magic weapons was enough to compete with Yuan Tao's Nine Dragons, or even surpass!

You must know that it is a carving garden pottery that has spent eighty years of effort, and it has been raised since childhood, and it is only one thing in this life.

"Hello sir." Isaac patted him on the shoulder as he walked, "I think our situation is a bit special from others, so we should take the initiative to do something to gain Mr. Su's favor."

In fact, he also felt a little weird when he said it, but he didn't care, is this weird less?

But this sentence caused a deep resonance in Tu Junfang's ears.

Both of them have a request for Su Ming, but everything depends on Su Ming's mood, not to mention when there was no opportunity before, but now that there is an opportunity, of course, it is necessary to grasp it.

In fact, to tell the truth, Tu Jun is so old, in order to study the three corpses, he is almost used to seeing all the love, hatred and sorrow in this world, and almost all the desires in this world have been touched by him very thoroughly, of course, Su Ming needs to be excluded.

And in so many people's warmth, what he hates the most is licking dogs, he always likes to hook out the desire to lick dogs with three corpses, so that they can see how ugly their humble self is, but

But only now did he know that licking the dog could be so cool, and he was really enjoying it!

"Do you have a way?"

"Of course, it's just that I need an assistant, and then give a great sword-forging ceremony to Lord Su Ming!"

The moment Isaac said this, Tu Junfang almost burst into tears.

It turns out that even being a licking dog is the lowest level, and even the one who comes to lick behind him knows that he took the initiative to lick himself, but he is still waiting for him to "reply to the message".

Fortunately, this good brother who licked together is a real person!

"Go to the soup and go to the fire, don't give up!"

He clenched his fists violently, full of heart.

(End of chapter)