Sword Master Ling Tian

The right hand suddenly stretched out, and a thunder flame that was stronger than Xin Zi Ang Jin Jiaoyan crackled, like a thunder, attracting everyone's attention.

"It's really the fire of five mines, and the speed of spawning is so fast!"

However, before the exclamation of the master of the flames fell, the exclamation of everyone in the hall started again.

Seeing Ling Tian also stretched out his left hand, there was a bang, and the second five mines burst into flames!

"Two five thunder fires, how is this possible?!"

At this time, not only the Lord of the Flames, but also Qin Hai in the distance, also exclaimed in surprise.

Zhong Changkong looked at him, his expression tensed involuntarily.

However, Ling Tian’s astonishing performance is far from over. He injected two five thunder fires into the cauldron. In an instant, the flames melted into one place, and almost the entire cauldron was enveloped in it. Not only that, Ling Tian casually moved The Qing Lei Sword, the Purple Lightning Thunder and those accessories were all thrown into the cauldron, and they wanted to melt at the same time...

"Is he crazy?! Although Five Thunder Fire is known for its high temperature, but at the same time melts several top-quality materials, he is not afraid of attribute rejection, is not afraid of fryer!? Crazy, really crazy!"

Tengchong shook his head again and again at this time, shouting that Lingtian was a lunatic.

However, the fryer scene did not appear. Instead, the blue thunder sword and the purple lightning thunder horn began to melt just after being placed in the cauldron...

"hiss..."

This time, the Lord Flame Pavilion didn't speak any more, but stared at him, and couldn't help sucking in a cold breath.

At this moment, everyone in the hall cast incredible glances at Ling Tian.

Perhaps, this nine-fold ‘garbage’, which was once only a sword slave, could really recast the Qing Thunder Sword!

At this moment, Ling Tian finally improved the refining method of the Lei Shang sword, and after deliberating countless times in his mind, he finally found the fastest way to cast the sword.

The temperature of the double-five thunder fire is so high. The auxiliary materials melted into a ball of juice almost in an instant. Ling Tian controlled the five thunder fire to refine and separate the juice one by one with a powerful mind. , I am afraid that only his divine will can do it.

Soon, the purple lightning horns were also melted and refined. As the auxiliary material juice was slightly melted into the half-melted body of the Qing Thunder Sword by Ling Tian, ​​the purple thunder rolled and faintly repelled the Qing Thunder Sword’s Qing Lei, which was Ling Tian. I also had to be careful, like walking on thin ice, controlling the energy interleaving within the material.

However, when Ling Tian was busy, Xin Ziang was already nearing the end.

"Hey!"

Xin Ziang inserted the forged sword embryo into the cold water pool. The blade was covered with cyclones and thunder and lightning. The moment the water came into contact, it made a loud noise, and the huge steam rose up, and the room was disturbed. There was a white whirlwind that was three feet high, in which thunder light bursts, and the momentum was terrifying.

"to make!"

Feilei continued for three breaths, abnormally stable. When the temperature of the water pool dropped, Xin Ziang gave a cold drink and pulled the sword directly out of the water pool.

At this time, Rao was Xin Ziang, his chest was also a little up and down, and there were a few beads of sweat on his indifferent face, but when he trembled, all returned to normal.

Ling Feng in white rose up, Xin Ziang held the sword in both hands.

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"Zheng!"

At this moment, the blade in his hand seemed to be alive. A ray of light wandered on the blade, and wind and thunder were floating on the surface. From afar, the sharp and sharp weapon pierced the skin, appearing extremely Extraordinary.

"Master, the Qingfeng sword is made into a tool, and the disciple thinks it is pretty good, and it can barely be used. Master, please have a look!"

Xin Ziang raised Qingfeng's hands and handed it to Zhong Changkong.

The sword is four feet long, slender and white, and the wind and thunder are flashing, and it complements the handsome and handsome Xin Ziang in white. For a while, the temperament of that white sword holding the sword makes countless female disciples fascinated.

"Well, okay, okay! The sword produces wind and thunder, and it is pure and flawless. I have never seen such a good Breeze sword! This one of you is enough to be proud of all the profound artifacts!"

Zhong Changkong nodded again and again, playing with Qingfeng Sword fondly, looking at Xin Ziang's eyes full of affection.

"Haha, congratulations to Changkong Peak Master for winning this disciple. Ziyun Sect has the golden cloud peak, why not worry about prosperity?"

"Congratulations to Changkong Peak Master..."

For a time, all the big and small sects congratulated in unison.

A refiner capable of refining top-level profound tools such as the Qingfeng Sword is among the great families such as the Dazong Sect and the Du Family. It is also a superior existence. It can be said that the appearance of Xin Ziang made the Ziyun Sect in the Lingnan Sect. The dominance of the door has become more stable, and no one can shake it.

"Hehe, thank you very much!"

Zhong Changkong walked around for a week to return the salute. In the end, his face suddenly became cold. Looking at Liu Qianlian, who was pale, the sense of triumph and disdain was obvious in his eyes.

"Liu Qianlian, what else can you say? The things refined by your apprentices are **** compared to Zi'ang's Qingfeng sword. You are no match for my apprentice if you have a thousand refinements and a peak! Face to stay in this Ziyun Sect?"

Liu Qianlian opened his mouth, but found the bitterness in his mouth, but couldn't say anything.

Even when he was as old as Xin Ziang, it was impossible to defeat Xin Ziang, let alone his disciples.

Compared with the Qingfeng Sword, Zhuo Hao's Cold Water Blade couldn't even look at it.

"It was the master who harmed you, and the master is sorry for you..."

Finally, Liu Qianlian, who was already desperate, still turned to face the disciples behind him, and said with difficulty.

"Master..."

Jiang Tuo and the others were also ashamed. They tried their best, but they still couldn't defeat Xin Ziang. Although they had anticipated this result long ago, when they were about to leave Ziyun Sect, they still had misery.

Zhuo Hao's face flushed, and finally couldn't help it. He stepped forward and said, "Master, all this is caused by Ling Tian. I think he should be allowed to withdraw from Ziyun Sect. The juniors and sisters are innocent. , Was bewitched by him..."

Liu Qianlian shook his head. Ling Tian complained about him. How could he blame Ling Tian? What's more, even if Ling Tian didn't resist, Zhong Changkong would never give up suppressing Qianlianfeng.

In the main hall, both the big sect and the aristocratic family chose to watch the fire on the sidelines and did not stand in line, but most of the small and medium-sized family sects were full of mockery, and they looked like watching a play.

"Master, Junior Brother Ling Tian hasn't finished the sword forging, how can we just admit defeat like this? We should have confidence in Junior Brother Ling Tian, ​​Qian Lianfeng has not lost yet!"

At this moment, Lin Yanyan stood up, pursed his lips, frowned, and his face was full of grief and anger.

"Sister, don’t have any illusions about Ling Tian! Senior Brother Xin has already made the Qingfeng Sword! It’s the Qingfeng Sword, don’t you understand what that means? Even if he is very talented, but you Ask yourself, can he refine a sword that is even better than the Qingfeng Sword?" Zhuo Hao grumbled with red eyes with a distressed look.

"Me!" Lin Yanyan opened her mouth. At this moment, she only felt that her argument was so pale and weak.

When everyone heard this, they all cast their eyes on the only figure left in the center of the hall. At this time, under the cauldron in front of Ling Tian, ​​although the thunder flames were still hot, they were still smelting materials to cast crude embryos. Stage, but the time for the competition, there was only less than half an hour left.

For the refiner, there is too little time left!

Not to mention that to win Xin Ziang is to complete the refining device, which is all a luxury!