Xuanhuan: So I am the ancestor of all weapons

"Wait, this person, even though he joined the Subduing Dragon Sect, seems to be..." Ye Fan hesitated to speak.

Ye Fan was able to say this because, from his body, Ye Fan felt a sharp sword energy!
This sword energy is pure and killing, and it is very inconsistent with the crazy temperament of everyone in Jianglongzong.

However, he had no evidence and could only continue watching.

Unexpectedly, Lian Zhenyi beside him was stunned: "Ye Xiaoyou's vision is really unique, but in order to prevent spoilers, I'm sorry I can't say more."

She had heard Ye Fan tell Hongdie a bedtime story many times, so she naturally knew the word spoiler, because Hongdie was always impatient and wanted to ask about the plot behind it.

Every time this happens, Ye Fan dispels Hongdie's curiosity with the words "no spoilers".

Now, she can be regarded as applying what she has learned.

Ye Fan nodded again and again: "That's right, what we need is this concentration."

In the mirror image stone, the duel ensues.

Ouyang Lian's forging method has not changed. This time, it is still a second-level spiritual weapon. After praying, it will be blessed by the Dao.

Through this method, she has passed the test one after another, and so far no one is her opponent.

After all, the talent who can refine the second-level spiritual weapon and can do double avenues, I am afraid that he has not yet been born.

Even Ye Fan himself couldn't guarantee 100% success.

However, even though Ouyang Lian already knew the details of Ouyang Lian, there was still no panic in the eyes of the other party under the bamboo hat.

The man remained calm, but stretched out his hands lightly.

What kind of hands are those?

Looking at the man's slender fingers with well-articulated joints, Ye Fan could feel the sword energy rushing across the curtain!
"This is simply a pair of hands born for the sword. How can such a person be in the Dragon Subduing School?"

However, no one answered Ye Fan's question.

It's not to prevent spoilers, but they don't know it either.

The man's hands were lightly placed on the anvil, as if touching the shoulders of an old friend for many years.

Rarely, the corner of his mouth under the bamboo hat moved slightly.

He is laughing!
That smile, like at this moment, has discarded all chaotic thoughts and enjoyed a moment of peace and freedom.

"Perhaps this person's forging level is not superlative, but this person's state is higher than mine!"

With just a smile, Ye Fan could feel the mood in the man's heart.

Such a strong man, Ouyang Lian, can really win?

Or did Ouyang Lian actually lose?
Lian Shinichi did not tell Ye Fan the result of the final.

He could only read on with apprehension.

"Sword!" The man sipped softly, his voice low.

On the side of the furnace, a sword box six feet long and four feet wide trembled in response.

Among them, there are countless sword chants, as if there are countless giant beasts roaring in it.

The eyes under the man's bamboo hat flickered, and in the next moment, a black long sword came out in response, and countless sword shadows flashed out!
He raised one hand high.

With a soft "Zheng", the long sword was firmly in his hand.

"Is he planning to replace the hammer with a sword?"

Ye Fan muttered to himself.

"Ye Xiaoyou really has a unique eye. Generally speaking, even if someone sees him holding a sword, he would not think of being a hammer bearer, but Ye Xiaoyou said it right, it really opened my eyes!" Beside Lian Zhenyi, he spoke in admiration.

"Miss Lian, what you said is a spoiler." Hong Die said from the side.

Lian Zhen smiled and said, "Even if I didn't say it, Xiaoyou Ye would have guessed it, right?"

However, Ye Fan remained silent for a long time.

At this moment, his mind seemed to be bombarded by countless thunderbolts.

"A sword instead of a hammer? A sword instead of a hammer!"

An inexplicable thought emerged in his mind, this hand used a sword instead of a hammer, as if he had used it before!Just use his hands!

Ye Fan raised his hands and stared blankly.

Could it be the sword god Ye Ming?

Using the sword instead of the hammer, it seems that these hands are born with it!

"Damn! Don't be influenced by the previous life! Otherwise, I will lose myself and become Ye Ming."

Ye Fan shook his head violently, drove his thoughts out of his head, and continued to look at the light curtain.

As Ye Fan thought, familiar techniques, familiar swordsmanship.

When the sword falls, there is no sound of cutting iron like mud, and there is no crisp sound of sharp blades handing over.

Yes, it was actually the sound of heavy blows like a hammer!

"When, when, when!"

It was obviously a sword blade, but it seemed to be heavier than a giant hammer!

The smelted metal clinker is really like being forged by a hammer, gradually compressed and aggregated, and becomes what the forger wants.

"This technique is simply appalling. This person's comprehension of the way of the sword is probably unprecedented."

It was Hu Mo who spoke.

Ye Fan nodded again and again: "Indeed, I am becoming more and more interested in this man."

Swords, swords, hammers, hammers, foolishly can't tell.

However, the prototype of the spirit weapon has already taken shape.

In the next moment, his eyes were shining brightly, and his sword intent was like a rainbow!

"The third floor of the Dao of Swords—Swords swinging the rivers and lakes!"

"Sixth Floor of the Avenue of Swords—Sword Feather Flying Rainbow!"

It was not the man in the bamboo hat who spoke.

It was Ye Fan who was watching the battle.

Even though he tried his best to restrain himself, the memory of the sword god Ye Ming kept waking up.

He just saw the man in the bamboo hat make a move, and he recognized the power of the Dao that he incorporated!

His method is completely different from Ouyang Lian's.

What Ouyang Lian used was Ye Fan's system, which was opened in disguise.

But this man is truly talented and learned.

He integrated his understanding of the way of the sword into the spirit weapon!

"Woooooh!"

The man showed his hand, and the audience applauded wildly.

True talent and learning are so dazzling!
The final step is quenching.

In the same way, men did not use water, nor salt water, nor oil... .

What he used was a sword!

"Sword come!"

The man's voice was still low, calm, and as steady as his hands.

The voice fell, and the long sword came out.

In the sword box, there was another water-blue rapier, like a dragon swimming out of water, it drew several perfect arcs in the air, and fell steadily into the man's palm.

"Fourth floor of the Dao of the Sword! — Listen to the tide with the sword!"

It was still Ye Fan who spoke.

No one can understand Ye Fan's feelings at this moment.

He couldn't express it either.

Whether it was the kendo or the sword moves that the man used, he couldn't control himself from blurting out, as if the person who forged it was not the man wearing the bamboo hat, but Ye Fan himself.

"Brother Ye, can it be possible, can you understand?" Hu Mo asked in a daze.

"Ye Xiaoyou, I didn't expect you to have such a profound understanding of the sword." Lian Zhenyi also admired him.

"Although I can't understand a word, Brother Ye looks a little strange."

Although Hongdie didn't understand it, she said it most accurately.

Ye Fan was indeed very strange.

"Damn it, if this continues, I will become Ye Ming again!"

A strange feeling lingered in my heart and intensified.

Fortunately, within the light curtain, the man did not draw his sword again.

His forging has been completed.

A sharp long sword was already lying on the anvil.

The whole body of the long sword is snow white, and the blade of the sword is shining with a cold light.

Seeing the man stop moving, Ye Fan was finally relieved.

He swears.

In the future, if any kendo master wields the sword again, he will never watch it again!