Fantasy: The blacksmith shop at the beginning was exposed, and I can't hide it anymore

This door is weird, even a fool can see it.

The onlookers laughed even more. This is not the first time Peng Yang has come here. He threatened to tear down the blacksmith shop with the same style and momentum as before.

That day, half of the people in Longyuan City gathered together to watch the fun, and Peng Yang was also full of confidence, leading a group of people to rush in.

As a result, as soon as they crossed the threshold of the gate, an invisible force directly pushed this group of people out into the street.

At this time, the Peng family also locked Peng Yang in confinement for a month.

It's too embarrassing. The Peng family also sent people to demolish the blacksmith shop, but they all failed. Even the head of the Peng family did it himself, but the result was the same. An invisible force blocked the door even if he couldn't get in. roll out.

For a while, everyone could only endure, and this patience lasted for nearly a hundred years.

"Why, my Peng family is so miserable? Even a blacksmith's shop can't do anything about it?" Peng Yang sneered, "To tell you the truth, today, I, Peng Yang, are going to demolish this blacksmith's shop, and see what this is ."

After speaking, Peng Yang took out a piece of kraft paper and continued: "This is a magic weapon brought by my eldest brother Peng Feng from the sect, which can break any formation barrier."

After finishing speaking, Peng Yang made a formation, and immediately, the kraft paper floated, and with a "swipe", it was printed on the door of the blacksmith's shop.

"open!"

Peng Yang roared, but at that moment, the kraft paper suddenly split up again, with one sheet on each of the four corners, and after a flash of light, the kraft paper turned into black.

The door opened with a "squeak".

"This... the door is actually open!"

Everyone's eyes were fixed, this door has troubled them for nearly a hundred years, and now it is opened!
"It's just a door, and it can still be compared with Zongmen."

Peng Yang chuckled, clapped his hands, and was about to walk in.

"Look, the blacksmith shop seems to be disappearing!"

In the crowd, someone yelled something. At this moment, everyone looked up and realized that after the door opened, the whole blacksmith shop started to turn into a ghost.

In just a few breaths, the blacksmith shop disappeared without a trace, leaving a pile of knives and swords made by Ye Guyuan scattered all over the place...

"This…"

Everyone was stunned. If they hadn't seen it with their own eyes, who would have believed that such a large house would disappear out of thin air!
"Go and inform the city lord, something is going to happen!"

"The century-old blacksmith shop has disappeared, which is not good news!"

"This blacksmith's shop is too mysterious. Countless strong men can't do anything about him. It's just a single talisman that can have such power. I wouldn't believe it even if I was killed!"

"It's so strange today, I always feel that something is going to happen."

The crowd started to riot, chatting in twos and threes, first the sound of blacksmithing stopped, and then the blacksmith shop disappeared. If nothing happened, who would believe it.

"This... I didn't do this!"

Peng Yang took a step back. He thought it was just breaking a door, but now, he just wiped out the whole house. This is no small matter in Longyuan City!
"Om..."

Just as everyone was talking in a few words, the sword on the ground suddenly made a sound, and immediately after that, everyone felt a little difference in the air.

"The aura around you seems to be stronger?"

Everyone felt this weirdness, staring at him with big eyes and small eyes, at a loss.

"Wow, I have a telepathy with my sword!"

A swordsman standing in the front suddenly pulled out his sword, and at that moment when he first arrived, he suddenly felt his own sword respond.

This feeling is amazing!

"I also have this feeling, I feel that I have a bond with my own sword!"

"Me too, I seem to feel that I have a new understanding of my own weapons."

"..."

More and more people made such voices. After speaking, a large number of people sat down and began to practice with their own weapons.

Peng Yang was no exception. He could sense the mysterious ice fan in his waist at this moment.

This is an ability only available in the foundation building period, and it senses one's own weapon.

This can greatly increase your chances of winning in battle.

If the level of cultivation is a threshold, then weapons are advanced.

A good weapon on the battlefield is the key to victory. In this world, in addition to spells, how many people have given up spells and jumped into the weapon alone, in order to establish a layer with the weapon? fetters.

"The mayor is here!"

"Patriarch Peng is here!"

Following the sound of two voices, two top experts in the ancient town appeared.

Afterwards, the street was full of people sitting on the spot and began to practice directly, but the annoying blacksmith shop disappeared.

Peng Heng frowned, and jumped to Peng Yang's side, looking at the scattered weapons.

"Yang'er, this is what happened!"

Peng Heng frowned even deeper. This is the most prosperous part of the main city. Now that it has become like this, the culprit is still his son. At this moment, he is more worried than ever.

"This... I don't know either."

Peng Yang wanted to cry, but he couldn't find someone to reason with, he just broke the way, and as a result, the whole house disappeared.

"Father, I heard that something happened here, what's going on."

Peng Feng also came, and he seemed to have become stronger after returning from the sect. Peng Yang could faintly feel that Peng Feng was about to break through the foundation-building period.

"This sword seems to be different."

Nanmen Yuanqing, the mayor of the town, discovered the wonder of the iron sword on the ground at a glance, looking at the unfinished long sword on the ground that Ye Guyuan hadn't finished.

This sword was also the last one that Ye Guyuan forged, and it was on this sword that the last hammer of a million hammers fell.

"Ok?"

Nanmen Yuanqing wanted to use his spiritual power to pick up the sword, but the sword did not move at all.

"I'll try."

Peng Heng used the same method, but the ending was still the same.

"This sword is weird."

Nanmen Yuanqing said in a deep voice, waved his hand to signal the others to move away, then bent down, holding the hilt of the sword with one hand.

"Ok?"

"Hmmmm?"

After a few breaths, Nanmen Yuanqing didn't move at all.

"Get up!"

With a roar, Nanmen Yuanqing released his aura directly, and put his other hand on the hilt of his sword.

This sword seems a bit difficult to hold!

The people standing saw the clues, and the aura was released, and this Nanmen Yuanxian was really moving.

But, after a few breaths.

The sword remained motionless.

This is interesting, how weird is the face of the standing person changing back and forth.

"Om..."

The sword suddenly made another dull sound, and Nanmen Yuanqing shot out suddenly, flew upside down several tens of meters before standing still.

There was an obvious bloodstain on the corner of the mouth.

"This…"

Countless people were shocked.

There was only one sound of a sword, and Nanmen Yuanqing was injured!
What the hell is this!