In a blacksmith shop in Heqing Town, Hua Shifeng looked at his achievements with satisfaction, two daggers and sixteen flying knives. I saw that the back of the two daggers had more serrated teeth and blood grooves, so that the lethality of both the front and back was great, and the fineness of the flying knives surprised the old blacksmith and the young man even more, what Hua Shifeng created was not at the same level as what they built themselves.

The flying knife made by Hua Shifeng is as thin as a cicada's wing, extremely sharp, and the handle is also very delicate, it can be said that the whole flying knife can not see the slightest inappropriateness in the eyes of the old blacksmith and the young man, this can no longer be regarded as a flying knife, this is a perfect work of art.

Hua Shifeng took out the haode belt he had prepared before from the ring, put the sixteen flying knives one by one, and then wrapped them around his waist and buckled them at both ends, looking at the young people in the clouds, although they had met people with flying knives, but almost all of their flying knives were placed in the space ring, and it was the first time they had seen someone put a weapon on their waist. As for the two daggers, Hua Shifeng received them directly from the space ring, "Xiexie, you, I have something to do, so I'll leave first!"

"Hero, can I ask you something?" said the old blacksmith to Hua Shifeng.

Hua Shifeng also looked at the old blacksmith with a puzzled expression, thinking in his heart that the money he gave him was not enough, so he said, "Uncle, if there is anything, you can tell me directly!"

"That's right, this kid, born with divine powers, I thought he was not simple when I was a child. And this kid is also filial piety and gave up his ideals for me, I know that he has a heart that wants to become a cultivator since he was a child!" The old blacksmith's meaning was also very clear, and he wanted Hua Shifeng to take the young people around him away.

"Uncle, maybe you don't understand how cruel the history of the struggle between cultivators is, no one knows that he will be killed by others that day!" Hua Shifeng also told the truth, joking, his own strength is average, there are people who are more powerful than himself, and this guy has it, if he dies, it will not be easy to explain to others.

"It's okay, how can a good boy stay in my small blacksmith shop for the rest of his life!" The old blacksmith looked heroic, but no one could see the reluctance in his heart, "Hero, Xiao Yan is also a poor child, I didn't know who my father and mother were since I was a child, and what relatives were at home, at that time, I also saw that he was pitiful and I had no children under my knees so I decided to raise him, and now his wings are also hard, it's time to leave my small place!"

"Okay, Xiao Yan, are you willing to leave with me? You must know that once you leave, your life and death will be unpredictable!" Hua Shifeng turned to look at the young man and said, now if he looked at the young man carefully, he also found that the young man was indeed not ordinary, and Hua Shifeng had never seen that strong body.

"I won't, go!" Xiao Yan originally made up his mind not to go, but when he saw the old blacksmith's eyes, he could only reluctantly agree!"Then grandpa must learn to take care of himself when I am not there in the future!"

Hua Shifeng waved his hand, and a large bag of gold coins appeared on the table, "Uncle, even if Xiao Yan is filial to you for the thousand gold coins here, you won't have to live with iron in the future! As for Xiao Yan, don't worry, whoever wants to bully my brother has to step on my corpse!"

After speaking, Hua Shifeng took Xiao Yan and left, and the last thing Hua Shifeng could see was parting. And Hua Shifeng's behavior of inadvertently giving the old blacksmith a thousand gold coins also made Xiao Yan increase his good impression of Hua Shifeng a lot, and suddenly Hua Shifeng saw many people in black leaving Heqing Town, but Hua Shifeng didn't go to his heart, "Follow me to a place first, where I will pass you **, you have to practice diligently in the future, this shijie is the shijie of the jungle, survival of the fittest, if you want to live, you must become stronger, you know?"

"I understand, you will be my master in the future, I will definitely listen to your words and practice diligently in the future!" Xiao Yan also nodded, he also understood that once he embarked on this path, he could not help himself.

Hua Shifeng smiled and shook his head, "Master, you don't have to, anyway, I'm not a few years older than you, just call me eldest brother!

"I don't have a surname, a single name is Yan, my grandfather said that you can add it yourself after knowing your surname in the future!" Xiao Yan said a little sadly, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

"I see, hehe, let's go quickly! I've been out all day today, and if I don't go back, maybe something will happen to those people!"

And Wang Biao and the others were sitting in the hall waiting for Hua Shifeng's return, but unfortunately it was indeed a group of people in black who were waiting, although there were only five or six people at the Yuan Zhao level, but there were hundreds of people at the Yuan cultivation level, and there were dozens of Yuan spiritual cultivators. The man in black ruthlessly killed the people of the tribe as soon as he saw them, and for some mortals who did not cultivate, the Yuan Spiritual cultivator was a terrifying killing machine.

When Wang Biao and the others came back to their senses, most of the people in the tribe had already died and injured, and even the cultivators of the Yuan Spirit had died a lot, and these Yuan Spirit cultivators had also improved their cultivation because of the medicine, and they were not very strong in combat experience, so they were killed by others in a few rounds.

Wang Biao and the others were almost smoking, while the three brothers of An Lu looked like they were going to kill, "Don't be impulsive, let's leave quickly, just because more than 20 of us are not opponents at all, people are better than others, even if we are tired, we can exhaust these Yuan Zhao Yuan cultivators to death, and there are hundreds of Yuan cultivators on their side!" Yu Han on the side dissuaded.

"It's not your people who are dying outside, of course you don't know!" An Fu said angrily, and after speaking, he killed out, seeing that An Fu was killed, An Lu and An Shou were also killed, what about death?

After the three brothers rushed out, Wang Biao and the others, you look at me, I look at you, zuihou Wang Biao could only say helplessly, "If Brother Feng is here, I believe he will not stand idly by, kill it, I hope Brother Feng can come back soon, otherwise I, a master of Yuan Zhao, will die in this place, and now there are twelve of our Yuan Zhao cultivators, and most of the Yuan cultivators have reached the eighth or ninth level of Yuan Xiu, and the people outside will act as our practitioners!"

"Kill!" With Wang Biao's order, more than two dozen people in the room rushed out and fought with the man in black, fortunately, Hua Shifeng is not the kind of stingy person, when he found the pill, he sent it to everyone to improve his strength, otherwise there would be no hope of surviving at all.

And the man in black who led was Wu Zhenhe, who was already surprised to see more than 20 Yuan Xiu, but he didn't expect more than 20 to appear later, the important thing is that there are more than a dozen cultivators who turned out to be Yuan Zhao's cultivation, and suddenly an ominous feeling came to his heart, there were more Yuan Zhao masters in a small tribe than them, and suddenly he thought of the medicine on his brother's body, so that there were so many masters in the family and they could explain the past. "Kill, give me no one!"

"How did they do it? Why did they become so desperate all of a sudden?" Wang Biao hurriedly dodged a palm behind his back, and slashed back without looking, a red true qi directly split the person who sneaked up on him before, this knife was completely the result of many years of combat experience, but their battle was really crazy, and they died batch after batch, even if they didn't tire themselves to death, their true qi would be consumed, and even if they came to a Yuan Spirit cultivator, they would be able to kill themselves.

At first, the two sides were still back and forth, but later you killed the people on my side, and I killed the brothers on your side, and the hatred between the two sides became deeper and deeper. Yu Han, who was not in favor of staying here and continuing, watched his former brothers and friends fall down one by one, and his eyes were red-eyed, everyone had more or less scars on their bodies, and their bodies were also covered with bloodstains, as for whether it was someone else's or his own, I don't know, or both.

"Who the hell are you?, our tribe is already guarding each other, and weishenme is so ruthless?" An Lu said fiercely. Even after killing An Lu, a second-level cultivator of Yuan Zhao, he couldn't bear it, and there was not much true qi left in his body, but he didn't know how many Yuan cultivators and Yuan Spiritual cultivators died in his hands.

Wu Zhenhe's eyelids jumped, almost half of his two hundred cultivators died, and he was distressed, "Hehe, if you provoke the people of my Wu family, even if you are the king of heaven, you can't do it!