Chapter 97: It Must Be an Accident

"Then what do you want? You can't let me refine a treasure weapon for you on the spot, right? Ben Shao has limited time, so he doesn't have time to talk nonsense with you, so he won't get out of the way!"

Qin Chen's face sank.

What's going on, I said it so clearly, this Leng Mo is still so nonsense, it's too out of the way.

"Hmph, it's not that I don't give face to Leng Mo, but how do you prove that what you say is right?!"

"Proof?"

Qin Chen was speechless, he had said it so clearly, how could he prove it, he was a refiner, he should know that what he said was right.

Glancing at the rusty sword in his hand, Qin Chen's heart suddenly moved.

"Well, I have an idea. ”

Raised the embroidered iron sword: "Take the treasure soldier you refined, and fight with the iron sword in my hand, see whose weapon is stronger, if the treasure soldier you refine is broken, don't mess around anymore, give way immediately, how about it?"

Be quiet!

The second floor, which was originally noisy, quieted down suddenly.

Really?

Did I hear me right?

This kid wants to use the rusty sword in his hand to fight against the second-order treasure soldier refined by Master Leng Mo?

Are you kidding!

Everyone knew that the rusty sword in Qin Chen's hand had just been obtained from gambling on the treasure, only to see that it was rusty, and the smooth side could hardly be seen, and it had already lost its original appearance with the passage of time.

Such a broken sword, cut on the wood, was afraid that it would break at once, and it would have to fight against Master Leng Mo's second-order treasure soldiers.

This Qin Chen isn't crazy!

"What did you say?"

Leng Mo, who was originally angry, almost exploded in an instant when he heard Qin Chen say this.

Taking a rusty sword to compete with a second-order treasure soldier refined by himself is too bad, and even if he wins, he will have no glory.

Doesn't it mean that his treasure is only worthy of being compared with this kind of broken sword?

"Why? You don't understand? Didn't you say that I can't prove it, wouldn't it be clear at a glance if you take two treasure soldiers against each other, the treasure soldiers you refined are broken, which naturally means that the quality of your treasure soldiers is average, and my treasure soldiers are broken, which naturally means that I am talking nonsense, and I am also a second-order refiner, you don't understand such a simple truth? Or do you dare not compare?"

Qin Chen squinted at Leng Mo, a god (情qíng) that you dare not compare.

I don't dare you sister!

With a flicker of eyes, Leng Mo was about to vomit blood, what did he not dare.

"Okay, since you want to compare like this, the old man will fulfill you, and when the time comes, the old man will look at you, what else will he say!"

Picking up the ice glass sword casually, Leng Mo violently urged his true qi.

Rumble!

On the ice glass sword, a bright white light suddenly bloomed, and a biting chill swept through the hall like a blizzard, startling the crowd to retreat one after another, with a shocked face.

"It's a terrible chill. ”

"I'm freezing, and the true qi in my body is almost out of work. ”

"It is worthy of being a second-order treasure soldier refined by Master Leng Mo, how could such a treasure soldier crack in battle? Then Qin Chen must be nonsense. ”

The crowd was shocked, and the cold aura emitted by the ice glass sword made everyone solemn, and their faces were solemn.

"Hey, kid, look at the sword!"

In front of everyone's eyes, Leng Mo shouted angrily, in order to achieve a better effect, he almost didn't spare his hand, the heaven-level true qi urged to the extreme, picked up the ice glass sword, and slashed at the rusty sword in Qin Chen's hand.

Bang!

The violent cold swept and turned into a tornado and rushed to the roof, and the momentum shocked everyone to gasp.

Click!

At the same time, a cracking sound clearly came into everyone's ears.

"Hahaha, boy, what else do you have to say, dare to compare treasures with the old man, it's like an old birthday star hanging himself - looking for death!"

In the cold wind, Leng Mo laughed wantonly.

The depression that has been suppressing our hearts today seems to be released in an instant, and we laugh out loud without any scruples. But smiling and smiling, the atmosphere in the hall suddenly became extremely strange, as if something bad had happened.

Turning his head, he found that Qin Chen was looking at him coldly and smiling, his eyes were as if he was looking at a clown.

Anger!

Leng Mo was furious again, this kid was dying, he even dared to look at himself with such eyes, and he would have to teach him a good lesson later! But he suddenly felt that something was wrong, because he suddenly found that everyone in the hall was staring at the ice glass sword in his hand, and his eyes were wide and frightened, as if he had seen a ghost......

One of the martial artists also stretched out his right hand, pointed over, and stammered, "Master Leng Mo, you ...... Your sword!"

"What happened to my sword?"

His heart sank instantly, and he lowered his head suddenly, only to see that the sword (body shēn), which was still intact just now, was actually densely crawling with cracks, and it was still spreading.

"Bang!"

The sword body suddenly exploded, and the shattered blade of the sword slashed his head and face towards Leng Mo, he was in a hurry, and he was still rubbed by a lot of sword bodies, (body shēn) his shirt was full of holes, like a beggar, and his hair was also cut off a lot, becoming a grass chicken.

"Sure enough, it will blow up!"

"The real anger is really backfired!"

"This ......"

Everyone was dumbfounded, and their mouths could hold an egg.

"Impossible, this impossible, accident, must be an accident!"

Can't believe his eyes, Leng Mo was furious, and picked up the Explosive Flame Sword, boom, the blazing (hot) flame true qi swept over, and the sword slashed down.

Click!

The second Flame Burst Sword was also shattered!

On the other hand, the rusty sword in Qin Chen's hand was unscathed, as if a piece of tofu had been chopped.

God, can you please stop playing with me like that?

Leng Mo was about to cry.

This is still not a rusty sword in the end, how to chop it up, just like a divine soldier.

"The old man doesn't believe in evil anymore. ”

Picking up the third Xuantie Sword, Leng Moquan's robe bulged, urging the true qi in his body to the extreme, and the entire Jubaolou seemed to be blowing a tenth-level gale.

The Xuantie Sword is the hardest of the three swords, even if it is a third-order treasure soldier, it can compete in hardness alone, Leng Mo didn't believe it This time, he also cut the rusty sword in Qin Chen's hand.

Bang dang!

This sword is even worse!

The entire Xuantie sword was directly disconnected, and the half-cut sword (body shēn) stabbed into the ceiling of the second floor of the Treasure Building with a bang, piercing the ceiling in half.

Holding the half-truncated sword, Leng Mo's face turned blue and white for a while, and he was completely stupid.

"This is your so-called treasure soldier? If you don't admit it, you have to take it and slap me in the face, why bother!"

Shaking his head, Qin Chen lifted the rusty sword, and with a light blow, there was no half of the gap on the rusty sword, not even the rusty skin fell off a bit, and it was intact.

Carrying the rusty sword, Qin Chen took Lin Tian and Zhang Ying and left the treasure building.

This time, no one dared to stand in the slightest!

It wasn't until Qin Chen's (身shēn) shadow completely disappeared that Master Yang and the others suddenly woke up.

"That rusty sword is absolutely extraordinary, it's a real divine weapon!"

Master Yang roared, and the heart of a headlong crash was gone.

I thought that Qin Chen was very excited to bet on a rusty sword, thinking that it was him who hit the eye, who knows, this is the real divine soldier.

Even a treasure soldier like the Xuantie Sword can be cut off in an instant, and a third-order treasure soldier can't do it, at least above the fourth-order.

OMG!

If I knew this, no matter what happened before, I had to keep this sword!

Master Yang's heart is dripping blood!