In the eyes of outsiders, Lu Buqi is like a magical fire controller at this moment, those flames are light, sometimes they can sweep through his body, but they will not burn Lu Buqi at all, but make Lu Buqi's spirit more majestic and quintty.

At this time, everyone had a feeling that Lu Buqi was not just forging weapons, he was forging himself.

As the dark iron gradually became a weapon, the light humming sound became louder and louder, and the naked eye could almost see some natural but abnormal tremors on the sword body.

"Ding......" When Lu Buqi raised the hammer again, but it didn't fall, he flicked his hand, and the flames wrapped the Xuantie long sword, sweeping up a long dragon and falling into the water.

"Sneer......" At this time, the ordinary quenching sound seemed to give people a wonderful sense of abnormality, and Lu Buqi also had a flying look on his face, as if he had an understanding.

After the tempering of the essence, a strange long sword blank with a wide lower handle and a narrow upper part, a handle length of one foot and one foot, and a blade length of three feet and seven is completely formed. Compared to Sikong Weidian's Xuantie broadsword, this sword was slightly shorter and narrower, even the width of the bottom was only eight inches, and the narrower place above was only six inches.

However, the sword body is slightly thicker, and the whole sword gives people a sense of flattening and roundness, if it is not for the sword spine, the blade, the sword, and the shape of the sword hilt, some people will even mistake it for a pestle.

Sikong Weidian has no ambition at all now, and his tone of voice is even a little inquisitive, truly asking: "Don't abandon the master, dare to ask if this sword is so thick, how to open it?"

"The heavy sword has no edge, it is clever and not work!" Lu Buqi stared at the formed heavy sword, his heart stirred, he didn't expect that one day, he would be able to forge his favorite weapon in his previous life.

Xuantie heavy sword, this sword is definitely the most haode weapon he has forged so far, compared to it, Fang Tian's painting halberd is definitely the difference between cloud and mud, Lu Bu doesn't even want to give it away.

"The heavy sword has no edge, it is clever but not workmanship?" Sikong Nian chewed on these words, and his eyes suddenly lit up: "Lu Buqi, you mean, this sword does not open at all, but if it does not open the edge, how can it have enough lethality?"

Feeling that the residual heat was no longer enough to burn his hands, Lu Buqi reached out and picked up the Xuantie heavy sword, felt the condensed liliang feeling, and smiled with satisfaction: "Different weapons are used differently, you naturally can't expect this sword to tear the wound, but this sword can be very cohesive and powerful, under the absolute liliang, why should it be sharp?"

"How can Wufeng call it a sword?" Sikong Wei Dian lit up the Xuantie broadsword that he had just finished preliminarily polishing: "Now that you and I have become swords, we naturally have to let them compete with each other." ”

Although he thinks that his forging skills are inferior, since he has already said that it is a gambling fight, he naturally has to complete it, and Sikong Weidian also wants to see what is the difference between the Xuantie broadsword he forged and the Xuantie heavy sword that Lu Bu abandoned.

Lu Buqi nodded: "The Xuantie weapon with more than fifty refinements is enough to support a martial artist with more than five layers of blood, in my opinion, Master Wei Dian is not only a swordsmith, but also a martial artist with five layers of blood, I guess I'm not mistaken?"

As soon as Lu Buqi's words came out, the onlookers were buzzing again, the hot-blooded martial artist was already a top-level martial artist, and the hot-blooded martial artist who could reach the fifth level was even more powerful.

Sikong Weidian's face was a little solemn, and he nodded and said: "I am not mistaken, from what I see, I am afraid that I have already reached the realm of boiling blood, but I don't know how many realms." ”

Everyone was in an uproar again, and a person who knew Lu Buqi's age was even more surprised: "He is only sixteen years old, and he has reached the realm of blood!"

In the ghostly expressions of many people, including Sikong Nian, Lu Buqi grinned: "It's a little worse than Master Wei Dian......

Sikong Weidian breathed a sigh of relief, Zhongshu found a little bit of a field, this Lu Bu Dian physique is too terrifying, and the talent for sword forging is so superb, he is a little out of breath, if the body refining realm is also stronger than him, then he really don't mix.

However, what Lu Buqi said next made Sikong Wei Dian almost fall aside, and it also caused everyone to be in an uproar: "However, Liliang is definitely not inferior to Master Wei Dian, so why not you and I have a simple exchange for the purpose of competing for weapons?"

The uproar started again, and it could be seen from Lu Buqi's confident appearance that he was indeed not bragging, and the subtext was not that he was inferior to his body refining realm, but if he wanted to fight, he could still beat Sikong Weidian?

The argument of winning or losing with the destruction of weapons, and the fact that both sides insist on each other, is undoubtedly a great challenge for the swordsmith. Although I have seen Lu Buqi's "Thoughts and Fire, Sword and Instrument Pier", but I didn't really encounter it, and the result is still unknown. At the moment, the thick eyebrows raised: "The twin swords came out on the same day, and they came out for gambling and fighting, naturally only one stalk needs to be left, and the destroyer can be regarded as his fate!

"It's okay!" Lu Bu gave up, his backhand was carrying his sword, and the sword was pointing at the sky, and the person had already walked towards the outside of the shop......