However, Yang Fan and Zhao Zijia did not panic at all, their faces were still looking at him indifferently, this person's cultivation seemed to be only in the middle of the acquired realm, and Yang Fan and Zhao Zijia naturally would not take this person in their eyes.

This person's name is Yi Chengyun, just a martial artist among the Song people, although he has no relationship with the immortal road, but he is not willing to be ordinary, so he has studied with a teacher and learned art, but he has always had no intention of going up, and finally simply pulled Shantou by himself, becoming a bully, relying on the cultivation of the Heavenly Realm after a lifetime is rampant among the people, but because he is also more cautious, therefore, he has not offended some big forces or some people who he can't provoke, so that he has been safe and sound until now.

However, Yi Chengyun saw that Yang Fan and Zhao Zijia were silent, thinking that they were scared, even according to normal understanding, how could an ordinary person dare to easily offend a martial artist?

However, when Yi Chengyun saw Zhao Zijia, his eyes couldn't help but become a little confused, and he looked a little squinting.

Zhao Zijia was already a great beauty in the Tianyuan Continent, and now even if she wears the clothes of the people, she has another charm, however, Zhao Zijia's tenderness is only given to one person, and that is Yang Fan.

Now although Yang Fan's current strength is not as good as before, he didn't want to be as knowledgeable as Yi Chengyun, just send it away, he didn't care about the money, but when he saw Yi Chengyun actually looking at Zhao Zijia with such eyes, his anger suddenly surged into his heart.

I saw Yang Fan suddenly raise his hand and grab the sword that was still warm, and in Yi Chengyun's sneer, he once again lowered his gaze to Yang Fan's body, originally he wanted to shake Yang Fan's hand away, simply kill Yang Fan and then let Zhao Zijia clean up, let her obey himself, however, the next moment, he was surprised to find that Yang Fan's hand was like a thousand powers, no matter how hard he exerted, he couldn't shake it in the slightest, at this moment, Yi Chengyun's face finally changed.

"Smack!!"

With a crisp sound, the sword in Yi Chengyun's hand broke in response, and it was only then that he understood that he had kicked down the iron plate, Yang Fan's behavior suddenly frightened him to let go of the big hand holding the sword and kept retreating, but Yang Fan was unforgiving, and threw away the broken sword body casually, and bullied the person who carried the person as if carrying a chicken and said indifferently: "The woman who dares to blaspheme me, I will kill you!"

"Don't, don't, don't, a good man spares his life, the little one has eyes and no beads, spare. Spare me!" Yi Chengyun looked frightened, and in the end, as Yang Fan's strength became stronger and stronger, he looked out of breath for a while, and said a little weakly.

Seeing this, Zhao Zijia said softly to Yang Fan: "Xiao Fan, let him go." ”

For such a person, in the past, Yang Fan killed him like chopping vegetables, moving his fingers, and his brows would definitely not wrinkle, however, with Zhao Zijia's opening, his hand was instantly sent away, and then he turned his head and smiled at Zhao Zijia and nodded in response: "Okay." ”

Then he didn't look at Yi Chengyun, and walked back to the blacksmith shop by himself, Yi Chengyun saw Yang Fan's back to him, and immediately a cold light flashed, and a dagger suddenly appeared in his hand, and he stabbed it up suddenly.

However, Yang Fan didn't seem to be aware of this, but Zhao Zijia on the side kept looking at his every move, snorted lightly, waved his sleeve slightly, and the dagger in his hand was suddenly shaken open, and at the same time, in the middle of Yang Fan's body, Zhao Zijia had already appeared behind Yang Fan, and said in a cold voice with a sinister face: "Dare to touch my man, I will kill you!"

When Yi Chengyun heard this, he was about to cry, in his opinion, he was also rampant, however, today he really poured eight lifetimes of mold, and an ordinary blacksmith shop encountered such a situation one after another, what kind of world is this, when did the owner of a blacksmith shop take the cultivation to strike iron?

He couldn't see through Yang Fan's cultivation, let alone Zhao Zijia's realm, after all, the difference was too far, he was not a person at the same level, this time, Zhao Zijia ignored Yi Chengyun's plea for mercy, and when his mind turned, a sword aura suddenly appeared in front of him, only to hear a snort, Yi Chengyun was killed instantly.

Yang Fan turned around and watched Zhao Zijia drag her bare hand into the house, and said as she walked, "I'll do this kind of thing next time." ”

Zhao Zijia snorted lightly when she heard this, and twisted her head to the side with her mouth, as if she hadn't heard it.

Yang Fan said softly: "I'm afraid of getting your hands dirty." ”

Zhao Zijia's face looked much better, and she said with a sweet smile: "I know!"

............

Time flies, in the blink of an eye, another seven years have passed, no one would have thought that the demon Yang Fan that the monks of the Tianyuan Continent have been looking for has actually been staying under their noses, as time goes by, Yang Fan's cultivation is getting lower and lower, and now he has already fallen below the Dan Period, if you put aside the advantages of the physical body, his actual cultivation is now only the realm of the Great Perfection of the Foundation Building Period.

Although this is the case, the relationship between Yang Fan and Zhao Zijia is getting deeper and deeper, and their lives are becoming more and more satisfying, and Yang Fan seems to have known his fate, and every moment he gets along with Zhao Zijia is more and more cherished.

Not only that, in the past seven years, although Yang Fan's cultivation is getting lower and lower, but Yang Fan's skills in striking iron and casting weapons are becoming more and more exquisite, and later, Yang Fan gave up the number of previous pursuits, and only forged three weapons a day, pursuing perfection and pursuing the ultimate, so, gradually, Yang Fan spent more time forging a weapon than before.

However, Yang Fan's way of doing business, not only did his daily business not decrease, but because of the word of mouth of many people, his fame became bigger and bigger, not only locals, but also outsiders, even in the imperial capital of the Song Kingdom, many people came to visit, just to ask for a good weapon.

One day, a group of people riding the leopard looked well-trained, and the pedestrians on the road all avoided and gave way when they saw this, and even worse, they were directly frightened by this situation and hid in the house, it seemed that only in this way would they be a little more at ease.

The leader is a person who looks like he has reached the age of not being confused, acting more steadily, looking at the entourage behind him, you can know that this person's identity is not simple, the man came here to look at Yang Fan's shop, and then looked at Yang Fan, his face couldn't help but flash a trace of surprise, because, he saw that Yang Fan's cultivation had reached the realm of the Great Perfection of the Foundation Building Period, which can be said to be the ultimate of a mortal martial artist, so such an ordinary blacksmith actually had such a cultivation, in his opinion, this is extremely rare.

I saw the middle-aged man slowly walking into the place where Yang Fan was striking iron, and did not disturb Yang Fan, but quietly watched the whole process of Yang Fan's ironwork, until Yang Fan finished work and was about to go back to rest, the middle-aged man stopped Yang Fan and said, "Sir, please stay!"

Yang Fan paused, turned around to look at the middle-aged man, and Zhao Zijia was the same, looked up at him, looked up and down, Yang Fan said, "What's the matter?"

The middle-aged man said with a smile: "In Xiaye Gaoyang, he is the forty-first generation head of the Qingcheng faction, and Mr. Jiuwen has amazing iron-striking skills, and he is a contemporary master, so I implore Mr. to tailor a peerless sword for me." ”

"Oh?" Yang Fan looked at Ye Gaoyang again, only to see that his cultivation was the same as his current one, and he also had the realm of the Great Perfection of the Foundation Building Period, and nodded secretly in his heart, this kind of cultivation is indeed a hegemon-like existence in the mortal world.

However, what really aroused Yang Fan's interest was, of course, not Ye Gaoyang's cultivation, but that he hoped that Yang Fan would tailor a peerless sword for him, which was actually Yang Fan's pursuit, but he had never had the opportunity and could not find the feeling, and now Ye Gaoyang's arrival seemed to give him an opportunity.

Yang Fan smiled: "It's no problem to customize it for you, but if you can come here, you must know my rules." ”

Ye Gaoyang smiled: "This is nature. ”

As soon as he finished speaking, someone behind Ye Gaoyang immediately presented him with a large bag of materials and a large box.

Seeing this, Yang Fan motioned for them to put aside, and then his eyes fell on those materials, and he said with some surprise: "Luo Yan Essence Iron, Purple Flame Essence, Nine-Leaf Mandala Pollen, Earth's Core Water Dew, Extraterrestrial Meteoric Iron, although these materials are average, they represent the five elements respectively, and you are refining the monk's weapon." ”

Ye Gaoyang was shocked in his heart, he had stayed in this realm for many years, and these materials were also materials that he had spent nearly ten years of hard work to find, but they were only said to be average?

Although he was a little unhappy in his heart, but based on this sentence alone, Ye Gaoyang had already judged that Yang Fan was an unusual person, and then thought about it, if this is the case, then he can be regarded as finding the right person, thinking of this, Ye Gaoyang smiled: " Sir really has good eyesight, I have stayed in this realm for many years, but, as early as five months ago, I suddenly sensed that the catastrophe was coming, and I also knew my fate, if I didn't have a good weapon, I'm afraid it would be difficult for me to survive this catastrophe, so, in order to be able to survive this catastrophe, I had to take out some of the treasures I had learned from my early years of travel or the door treasures, I only hope that Mr. can help me create a weapon suitable for me to help me survive this catastrophe. ”

Speaking of this, Ye Gaoyang smiled bitterly, then pointed to the box on the side and said: "Originally, I planned to give this box of gold to Mr. as a thank you gift, but after seeing Mr. himself, I also know that Mr. is not an ordinary person, and it seems a bit vulgar to use this gold to thank you, but something is better than nothing, and I hope Mr. will not dislike it." ”

Yang Fan pondered for a while and then said, "Sword, I can build it for you, take back this gold." ”

Ye Gaoyang was immediately overjoyed when he heard this, and immediately clasped his fists and respectfully gave Yang Fan a big salute and said, "Thank you, sir!"

Yang Fan nodded and looked at Ye Gaoyang and said with a smile: "You can find a place to rest, and I will help you forge tomorrow." ”

Ye Gaoyang dared to be half dissatisfied when he heard this, and nodded again and again and said, "What Mr. said is very true. ”