Sword Master Ling Tian

"Hey, what do you mean?" That Yunming stood up and said, "I was burned by the tea, but I was not surprised by you. Don't use this as an excuse to let your aunt be deceived by you! If you have Tinder, give me now..."

"Boom!"

Yun Ming said so, pointing at Ling Tian and yelling, but before he could finish speaking, he heard a loud bang, like a volcano erupting suddenly, a golden glow burst out, shining the entire Piaoyun Pavilion, not only that , That incomparably hot air current, even more so that everyone is standing under the big sun, it is simply unbearable!

"Ah!!! It's hot!"

Yun Ming's finger had not yet been retracted, and he was the first to bear the brunt of Jin Baoyan from Ling Tian, ​​but with a palm, the scalded son screamed and howled miserably.

The seventh grade fire seed can melt even the spiritual material, not to mention the mortal body of a condensed realm martial artist.

"Ling Tian, ​​what do you mean, do you deliberately harm me! You are so bold!"

Yun Ming's painful face was covered with sweat, and he roared with a sullen face.

"Cousin Yunming, this is how you wronged someone. Ling Tian had already reminded you before that you were arguing and wanting to see, so why are you arguing instead?"

Qin Mingyue sneered.

"Don't talk about that, I'll get the fire fast! The furniture in this room is all antique!"

Mrs. Yunhou waved her hand again and again.

"Yes!"

Upon hearing this, Ling Tian immediately extinguished the flame, and there was still heat remaining in the entire Piaoyun Pavilion.

The young masters and young ladies were so frightened this time that they all fled away, but now they returned to their seats in a shameless manner.

However, the expressions they looked at Ling Tian were getting worse.

Originally, Ling Tian was weak, so they mocked. Now Ling Tianqiang, they are naturally jealous!

The kind of fire just now is regarded by them as a challenge to themselves.

"I don't quite understand this kind of fire, but it seems to be a seven-layer flame! With such a high temperature, the grade should not be bad, right?" Mrs. Yunhou asked.

"Well, Ling Tian's fire is Jin Baoyan, a special existence in the seventh rank!" Qin Mingyue laughed.

"Oh! It's really a seventh-grade fire. It's no wonder those guys in Shenbing Mansion pay so much attention to it. It makes sense, it makes sense..." Madam Yunhou nodded, her eyes flickering, she didn't know if she was thinking about something. what.

"Jin Baoyan?"

Yun Ming thought of something, while pushing back the remaining warmth between his fingers, he said: "It turned out to be Golden Storm! Haha, others may still be confused by you, but the craftsmen know that this seventh-grade Golden Storm Yan is a heterogeneous of the seventh-grade fire, the most unstable! Even if you have this fire, you will be unable to refine the weapon because the fire is irritable and cannot be controlled!"

"After doing it for a long time, you are just using this Jin Baoyan to bluff people! How capable you think you are?"

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Yunming sneered again and again, feeling that he had finally recovered 10%.

"Oh? Is there anything else?"

Mrs. Yunhou heard the words and looked at Qin Mingyue.

"Yes, Jin Baoyan is indeed too irritable. Very few people can manipulate this fire proficiently!"

Qin Mingyue nodded, but instead said proudly: "However, Ling Tian is one of the very few!"

"It's really crazy, I don't know how high the sky is! I am the refiner of the Shenbing Mansion. As far as I know, there is exactly one elder in the Yunzhou Shenbing Mansion that owns this golden storm flame. It is said that he has sharpened this fire for fifty times. He was completely subdued only in the year, and now his refining equipment is already long, and no one in the Shenbing Mansion can match it! How can he Ling Tian recover Jin Baoyan?!"

Yun Ming was already a little crazy, and immediately stepped forward.

"Why can't it?"

At this time, Qin Shaoyang finally felt that he should be on the court, and quickly walked into the Piaoyun Pavilion. First, he bowed down and saluted Mrs. Yunhou, who was the main seat, and said, "Shaoyang pays respects to his aunt!

"You kid get up quickly, didn't you just worship it just now!"

"Thanks auntie!"

Qin Shaoyang got up, turned around and looked at Yun Ming and said, "Cousin Yunming, my celestial brother can really control Jin Baoyan, and he can control it very well. You are out of breath!"

"You go up there, there is no place for you to talk!" Yun Ming was angry, and immediately scolded.

The Qin family's sister and brother are the lowest in the Yunhou Mansion line. And Qin Shaoyang was the most unconvincing one before. Others might still fear Qin Mingyue, but to Qin Shaoyang, it is no different from ordinary servants.

"Ha ha..."

This time, Qin Shaoyang was not annoyed, but he smiled and said, "Cousin Yunming, I remember, you seemed to be buying the best mace at a high price. I don't know this pair, can you get your way?"

With that, Qin Shaoyang took out the oolong mace that Ling Tian had refined for him.

Suddenly, a pair of children was dark and deep, but the dazzling golden mace appeared in front of everyone.

Although the light is dim, the golden dragon coiled on it is lifelike, and the formations are rippling one after another, exuding vigorous power, making everyone moved.

Inside the pavilion, there are people who know the goods. As soon as this oolong mace appeared, it attracted all eyes.

"This is... a six-seat formation, a high-grade magic mace!?"

Yun Ming's eyes were straight, and the martial arts he practiced were the heavy cloud mace passed down by the Yunhou mansion.

However, Yunming has been interested in receiving a pair of superb double mace after his advanced stage of soul, but for several years, it has not been. Either the quality is too inferior, or it is obtained first.

As a result, he is now in the mid-stage of his soul, but he still uses a pair of middle-grade spirit weapons with four formations. Although it is considered good, it still makes him feel faceless outside and can't lift his head.

Now, he didn't expect that in his eyes there was nothing good, Qin Shaoyang with low aptitude would actually come up with such a pair of superb double mace!

How could this make him not surprised?

"Also ask my aunt to taste...how about this pair of mace?"

In spite of Yunming's greedy expression, Qin Shaoyang presented his oolong mace to Mrs. Yunhou.

Mrs. Yunhou passed her oolong mace, and she raised her brow slightly. From beginning to end, after looking carefully one by one, he also nodded.

"Don't say, this is really good among the spirit tools. This mace is made of exquisite materials. It is made of golden spotted black steel as the main material, supplemented by golden steel crystal and cloud iron wood. These two carved dragons, It was also the refiner who took the time to extract the golden spots from the golden spotted black steel, condense them, and portray them into the ancient formation of Juli. This kind of refining technique is worthy of praise!"

"but..."

At the end, Mrs. Yunhou raised her brows, "However, within these two mace, the power of wind and thunder faintly flashes, this is not what can be produced by refining materials!"

"But I think this power of wind and thunder is the most subtle finishing touch of this pair of mace, letting the double mace in the thick, add sharpness and fierceness, and soaring combat power! It is really the best existence of high-grade spiritual weapons!"

"I don't know, who is the master who refined this mace? What's the matter with the power of wind and thunder?"

Finally, Mrs. Yunhou looked at Qin Shaoyang and asked.

"Hehe, my aunt, this mace is called Oolong, and it is made by Brother Tian. As for the power of wind and thunder on this, I want to come to Yunming to know about it.

Qin Shaoyang turned around, looked at Yunming's eyes, and said word by word: "I don't know if Cousin Yunming knows, what will happen when Jin Baoyan is manipulated to the extreme?"