Metropolitan Super Deity

Turkey sent Ling Fei back to the blacksmith shop, and Qian Xiaoqin was packing up the messed up things in the blacksmith shop.

This silly woman, before she had time to tidy up her own house, Ling Fei tidied it up first.

Seeing Ling Fei coming back, she immediately ran to Ling Fei.

Where did you go? I'm so worried about you.

Ling Fei looked at her face without the slightest emotion in his eyes, which made Qian Xiaoqin a little inexplicably afraid.

What's wrong with you?

After watching Qian Xiaoqin for a while, Ling Fei just said:

Nothing, just want to remember your appearance.

Qian Xiaoqin's face was reddish, and just about to say something, Ling Fei turned around and walked towards the blacksmith's shop.

Although Qian Xiaoqin had helped him clean up a lot, the blacksmith shop was still very messy.

Ling Fei didn't care about that, he filled the stove with charcoal fire again.

This charcoal fire is actually the most expensive item in this blacksmith shop. All of them are flame nuclei extracted from the center of the earth by Ling Fei.

In this world, apart from him who knows this kind of spell, no one else really knows it.

Rare things are more expensive.

Moreover, only this kind of charcoal fire can cause damage to Xuanyuan Holy Sword.

After lighting the fire, Ling Fei took out the Fantian seal and Xuanyuan holy sword, and started to forge the holy sword again.

Today was different from usual, Ling Fei felt that the feeling of becoming a god in his heart was getting stronger and stronger.

Every time he lowers his arm, the sword body of Xuanyuan Holy Sword will tremble violently, because now he is not only using pure power to hit Fan Tianyin, but also using his powerful spirit force.

The power of the second transformation god is getting closer and closer, and Ling Fei's spiritual power is getting stronger and stronger, and the perception of life in his heart is constantly increasing.

Qian Xiaoqin, who was standing on the street, looked at Ling Fei with a look of bewilderment, wondering what was going on with him like this?

She looked at the turkey, but the turkey shrugged, saying that he didn't know what was going on.

At this moment, a group of people rushed over from the corner of the street.

The leader was in his thirties, with a mustache. There is a long scar on the face, from under the left ear to the nose.

It's not easy to mess with at first glance.

When the turkey saw it, he immediately walked forward.

What do you want to do? Brother Fei is busy, and no one is allowed to disturb you. Otherwise, just walk over my turkey.

The man with the scar was carrying an iron rod and came to the turkey, and the iron rod fell on his head.

Fuck! Brother Fei. I let you crash.

The turkey's face changed, he didn't expect that the other party would make a move so quickly. The speed of the iron rod was surprisingly fast, leaving only an afterimage in the air.

The turkey thought to himself, it's over, I'm going to be finished this time.

But at the next moment, the turkey's body instantly backed up, dodging the blow.

Turkey was a little confused, and the other party was also a little dumbfounded.

Hmph! No wonder you dare to be so arrogant. It turns out that you have two tricks. Unfortunately, against our Zhao family, this little ability can't get on the stage at all.

Turkey didn't take it seriously, he knew that Ling Fei had saved him just now.

And Ling Fei was forging iron, but he was able to save himself instantly from such a far away place. It is enough to prove that his strength is outrageous.

At this time, the crowd behind the scarred man gradually separated into two teams. An old man with gray hair came out slowly from an aisle in the middle.

Although he was old, his eyes were still shining brightly.

It can be seen that this old guy is not an ordinary person.

Leaning on crutches, he slowly came forward. The man with the scar immediately stepped back respectfully.

Old Zhao, why did you come here in person? Didn't I say that I will settle these two people.

Elder Zhao glanced at him and snorted softly.

Hmph. My grandson's leg was broken, and my granddaughter was killed in the office. Do you think I don't come out in person. Am I worthy of being their grandfather?

The words were filled with a thick murderous intent. It seemed that the next moment, he was going to peel someone to pieces.

He stepped forward, and the turkey immediately blocked it again.

Stop, as I said, no one is allowed to step forward without Brother Fei's order.

Hmph! Ignorant child, you dare to block my way, you are looking for death.

After finishing speaking, he quickly swung the crutch in his hand, even faster than the man with the scar just now!

This time, Ling Fei didn't save anyone. He has reached a critical juncture, and a wave of powerful forces seems to be gathering at his feet from all directions.

A solid wooden crutch beat the turkey hard.

With the sound of '噗嗤', the turkey flew upside down.

This old Zhao turned out to be a congenital monk!

After flying the turkey, Mr. Zhao snorted softly, and glanced at Ling Fei who was blacksmithing, with an expression of extreme disdain in his eyes.

Hmph! Playing mysteries.

After finishing speaking, he took another step and walked towards Ling Fei. The turkey jumped up and jumped on Mr. Zhao again, but was kicked away by Mr. Zhao again.

Mr. Zhao gave him a disdainful glance, and continued to walk forward, but just as he walked past the turkey, the turkey hugged his leg tightly again.

Get out, your bones are quite hard. I want to see if your bones are hard or my crutches are hard!

Once again, he picked up his crutches and beat the turkey fiercely.

Pfft~.

Every time he struck, the turkey spat out a mouthful of blood. At the beginning, he was still holding on to Mr. Zhao's trouser legs tightly.

But soon he couldn't hold it anymore, and the strength in his hand gradually loosened. His head also slowly drooped.

The man with the scar in the back, and his group of younger brothers. All of them were showing ferocious and ferocious smiles.

Fool. Just because he is a little trash, is he worthy of stopping Mr. Zhao's steps?

That's right. He doesn't take a pee, just look at himself. How many people in Wanghai City dare to fight against the Zhao family? They want to die!

Qian Xiaoqin was almost terrified. She didn't understand why Ling Fei was indifferent to this, but she seemed to vaguely see that Ling Fei must be at a critical moment now.

That's why Turkey protects him so desperately.

Turkey's hand finally loosened, and his eyes seemed to have lost all life.

And the Holy Sword of Xuanyuan in Ling Fei's hand was finally completely broken at this moment.

His eyes suddenly burst into an extremely cold light, as cold as the stars in the sky, despising everything in the world.

At this moment, the Nascent Soul in his body is also slowly growing, gradually filling his body!

Pooh!

At this time, Mr. Zhao kicked away the turkey that looked like a dead dog, his expression became fierce again, and he strode towards Ling Fei with big strides.