Chapter 42: Snatching the Sword Spectrum
Ling Feng stopped his horse, stared at the cyan long sword, and used the probe skill, and a row of data suddenly appeared in front of him:
Item: Blue Blade
Grade: medium grade sharp weapon
Weight: two catties and six taels
Material: 100 forged steel
The divine weapons of this world are all created by professional swordsmiths, containing special power blessings, both sharp and textured are first-class, and when they reach the level of medium-grade sharp weapons, it is not a problem to cut gold and jade, and the combat power of the warrior is very great. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. biquge。 info Powerful magic weapons can even make people jump the challenge. This sword is worth about 30,000 taels of silver.
Ling Feng smiled slightly, tied the sword to his back, and then checked the attribute table again: essence value: 410/1000, chivalrous value: 1430/4170.
With this bit of essence, he is ready to keep it and upgrade the Qingjiao Gong, this body forging technique is far more balanced and comprehensive than Fuhu Fist and Brute Niu Jin.
Immediately, he rode away.
On the second day, in the morning, the sky was clear.
At this time, Qingshan County, Yuelai Inn.
A yellow-faced young man in a blue shirt tied his horse to the stable next to the inn, slowly walked into the inn, and found a random place to sit down.
Strangely, the man was carrying a sword on his back and a sword hanging from his waist.
Xiao Er, who had a rag on his shoulder, walked over and said with a smile on his face: "Guest officer, what do you want?"
Ling Feng said lightly: "Ten catties of beef, a roast duck, two side dishes, and a pot of good wine!"
There are not many people in the inn, only a dozen people, but they are all strong, with bright eyes, swords and swords, and they are obviously martial arts masters.
At this time, as soon as Ling Feng's words came out, everyone's eyes immediately stared at him.
The deeper the skill of the people in the martial arts, the greater the consumption, and they need to eat a lot of meat every day.
Ling Feng's words undoubtedly showed that he was a master.
Xiao Er also looked at Ling Feng in a daze, as if he was worried that Ling Feng would eat the overlord meal.
Ling Feng didn't seem to be aware of it, put a piece of silver on the table, and said, "Don't look for it, go quickly!"
"Okay, wait a minute!" Xiao Er picked up the silver, suddenly smiled, and hurried away.
The eyes of more than a dozen masters suddenly turned their heads away.
One of the big men in white was about to draw a knife, but was held down by a middle-aged man in a yellow shirt next to him.
Ling Feng looked around carefully, there were a total of thirteen people around, divided into three tables.
There were two tables in front of him, and there were seven people at the table on the left, all six of whom were strong men, dressed in white, carrying steel knives, and a middle-aged man in a yellow shirt, with a pair of judge's pens pinned to his waist.
There were four people at the table on the right, all dressed in black, three of whom were men with men's hair with men's fierce faces, one with a knife, one with a sword, one with a gun, and the last of them was a beautiful woman in her twenties, armed with two short swords.
There were only two people at the table behind him, both about thirty years old, dressed in green clothes, both with swords at their waists, and their appearance was also seven points similar, looking like a pair of twin brothers.
The corners of Ling Feng's mouth rose slightly, so many masters, what a big battle. Needless to say, the six white-clothed people must be the White Tiger Gang, and the middle-aged warrior in the yellow shirt must be first-class helmsmen. The four black-clothed men were all killers close to the samurai cultivators, and they were good at the technique of combined attacks, and they should be the four demons of Qingling, which was one of his former targets. And the twin brothers are the Yu family, both of whom are samurai cultivators.
With so many people besieging him, even the top masters are invincible with two fists and four hands. Obviously, the White Tiger Gang attached great importance to him, and they mobilized so many masters to ambush him in one night. At this time, Ling Feng had fallen into an unprecedented crisis.
However, before he made a move, he expected that the White Tiger Gang would not give up, but he didn't expect to pay so much attention to him.
Obviously, Ling Feng didn't know the legend of the Soul Dementor Demon Lord's Soul Dementor Sword Spectrum two hundred years ago. But the White Tiger Gang's slight publicity immediately caused an uproar. In the rivers and lakes, the most touching is often not the stunning beauty, but the secret book of miracles. And the sword spectrum of a legendary figure like the Soul Lord is more attractive to those warriors than he imagined.
However, these people are obviously not of the same heart, each with a ghost, everyone is here for the Soul Dementor Sword Spectrum, otherwise they would have done it earlier.
After a while, Xiao Er came over with a pot of wine and a plate of peanuts, and then came over with bowls, chopsticks and cups.
"Guest officer, you use it slowly!"
Ling Feng took a peanut with his chopsticks and was about to put it in his mouth, but put the chopsticks down again.
He meditated in his heart, and the exchange list was immediately refreshed, and one of the five options was indeed a body forging exercise:
White Elephant Gong
Grade: Advanced body forging exercises
Description: If you practice this skill, you will be able to possess the power of a white elephant.
Redemption: 800 Chivalry Points.
He immediately exchanged for the White Elephant Skill, obtained the White Elephant Skill LV1, and added 200 essence points.
A stream of heat appeared in his body, rapidly transforming his body.
"Congratulations to the player, the White Elephant Gong has been upgraded to LV2, the completion degree is 0/800, and the attribute improvement of muscles and bones, physique +4, and body style +1 has been obtained. ”
This White Elephant Gong is worthy of being a high-level body forging exercise with the same exchange price as the Qingjiao Gong, and it also adds 9 attributes, and it is extremely biased towards muscles and bones and physique.
At this time, Ling Feng's attributes skyrocketed to: 22 muscles and bones, 20 physique, 15 body skills, and 30 souls.
"The system prompts that your muscles and bones and physique exceed 20 points, and the two attributes cannot be improved again for the time being, and the body forging exercise has entered the realm of refining the marrow, and it can be unsealed!"
At this time, a young scholar dressed in white as snow slowly walked in. This scholar wears a turban, fine skin and tender meat, and his fair face is a little more handsome than that of a woman, but he holds a white folding fan in his hand, and he is full of smiles.
The young scholar sat across from Ling Feng's table and said, "Little Er, bring me a chicken, two catties of beef, three side dishes, and four pots of good wine." ”
Xiao Er looked a little embarrassed, hesitated for a moment, and then said, "Guest officer, please give the money first!"
The young scholar touched the money bag, and then suddenly said, "I'm sorry, I went out in a hurry and forgot to bring it." ”
Xiao Er was about to drive people away.
The young scholar pointed at Ling Feng and said, "However, you can settle the account on his head." ”
Ling Feng stared at the young scholar, a cold glint flashed in his eyes, and then disappeared without a trace, took out a tael of silver from the money bag, and said lightly: "Just give her a pound of beef and two side dishes." ”
"Okay!" Xiao Er took the silver and left quickly.
The young scholar glared at Ling Feng and said with a smile: "You are still the same little weapon as always!"
Ling Feng said lightly: "Do you know how many people still don't have enough to eat and can't wear warmly? If you can't eat so much, don't waste it!"
The young scholar snorted: "What you said is reasonable, but this time you offended the White Tiger Gang, and your life is difficult to protect." If you ask me sincerely, maybe I can save your life. ”
Ling Feng sneered, "Do you want to save me in the six-door prison?"
This young scholar is none other than the female catcher Song Yurou dressed as a man. The woman was so ghostly that she chased after her.
Song Yurou smiled and said, "It's better to be alive than dead." ”
Ling Feng said coldly: "You are not afraid that I will kill you with a sword!"
Song Yurou smiled: "I'm your only savior now, you are reluctant to kill me!"
Ling Feng just smiled faintly and said, "With your three-legged cat's kung fu, it is difficult to protect yourself, save me!"
He is using the method of agitation, hoping that this woman can really help.
After a while, Xiao Er brought beef and side dishes.
Song Yurou sandwiched a piece of beef and was about to send it to her mouth.
Ling Feng secretly scolded an idiot and reached out to knock off her chopsticks.
If it weren't for the poison of these drinks and dishes, he would have used chopsticks a long time ago.
Song Yurou was not angry at all, grinned, and said, "I knew that you were reluctant to let me die!"
At this time, the middle-aged man in the yellow shirt changed his expression and said coldly: "Up!"
His original intention was to poison, and since he was found out, he would do it directly.
The six white-clothed men suddenly got up and quickly slashed with knives.
The four men in black and the twin men in green did not move, still drinking indifferently.