Chapter 61

In the next few days, the largest weapons shop in Blackstone Town was in full swing, and many apprentices worked day and night, and passers-by secretly wondered what kind of divine weapons they were forging.

Every day, the people of the weapons shop delivered the finished fine iron swords to a small courtyard in the town.

For five days in a row, everyone worked overtime, plus a part of the inventory, and finally completed the business of 10,000 fine iron swords successfully, without smashing their own century-old golden signboard.

Some people in the weapons shop were really curious, and they didn’t know what the mysterious guest was doing when he ordered a full 10,000 fine iron swords.

He can’t take it with him, could it be that it is used to arm the army?

But this kind of fine iron sword is not up to the standard of the army’s standard long sword.

Finally, someone couldn’t help but sneak into the small courtyard.

Opening the door, everyone was stunned.

I saw that the courtyard was full of scattered fine iron long swords, and each fine iron long sword was a little different from when they sent it.

The luster is dull, the blade is blunt, but in just a few days, it seems to have been destroyed by time.

As for the mysterious guest, he has long disappeared….

At this time, Gu Shaoyang had arrived at the other end of the town, where there were many market hotels and green buildings, which were the places where many rivers and lakes were entrenched, and it was much more prosperous than the east of the town.

Gu Shaoyang had three long swords full of cold light in front of him, and he raised the three long swords sideways, took a hair strand at random and gently placed it on the blade of the three long swords.

Silently, the hair was broken into three.

There is no sense of obstruction at all, which shows that it is sharp, and it is an out-and-out hair blowing and breaking hair.

Gu Shaoyang’s face showed satisfaction.

After consuming a full ten thousand ordinary fine iron swords, he got the three swords in front of him.

The middle one was obtained by constantly fusing the attributes of “sharp” and “tough” based on the long sword of the inner disciple of the Qingyun Sect.

The quality is comparable to the human-level treasure weapon, and the toughness and sharpness are far beyond, but it does not have the amplification effect of the normal human-level treasure weapon on the exercise.

was named “Hanfeng” by Gu Shaoyang.

Gu Shaoyang originally planned to integrate all 10,000 refined iron swords into the Cold Blade Sword, but when it fused to more than 4,000, he couldn’t continue, as if he had reached a certain limit, so there were two others.

The quality of the other two is slightly worse than this one, but it is also comparable to the existence of a treasure weapon in the human rank.

The price of a human-level upper-grade treasure weapon is about forty upper-grade Yuan Stones, and Gu Shaoyang created one, and the cost is less than forty middle-grade Yuan Stones.

Gu Shaoyang had already planned it, the Cold Blade Sword would be used by himself for the time being, and he would sell the extra two human-rank mid-grade swords.

It can be expected that in the future, he should no longer have to worry about the problem of Yuanshi, this is indeed a way to make a fortune.

Gu Shaoyang was in a good mood, put the sword into the Spirit Storage Ring, and then stepped out of the temporary rented inn room.

Today is the sixth day he has arrived in Blackstone, and it is time for him to complete his mission.

On the second floor of the Drunken Xiang Building in Blackstone Town, there was a black-clothed man with gray hair and a pale face who was eating and drinking in front of a large table of wine and food.

At this time, there was a crisp sound of footsteps at the entrance of the stairs.

A handsome young man dressed in purple walked up to the second floor, walked straight to the man, and said coldly: “You are the ghost lord in the Nanling Double Eagle?” ”

The man slowly raised his head, revealing a pair of bloodshot eyes, which revealed a faint sense of madness and ferocity, which made people shudder.

“Who are you?”

The man’s words were equivalent to acquiescence, which immediately caused a large number of people upstairs to change drastically, and Qi Yao avoided it.

“Nanling Double Eagle?! It is the thief who does nothing evil to burn, kill and loot! ”

“It is said that the thirty-seven members of the Ye family were committed by them, and many Juyuan masters who went to hunt them down died at their hands!”

“Lie down, they are hiding here!”

Nanling Double Eagle is cruel and notorious, and everyone fears them like tiger scorpions.

However, the handsome young man in purple did not change his face, and said with a proud smile: “It’s good to be a ghost lord, remember.” The one who took your life today is a disciple of the Yuheng Sect of the Great Qian Kingdom, Guo Xiaotian! ”

After speaking, the handsome young man jerked out his sword, and a huge aura belonging to the Juyuan Realm erupted from his body.

The onlookers couldn’t help but whisper.

“This person is no more than twenty years old, and he already has the strength of the middle Juyuan period, which is really remarkable!”

“Yuhengzong? I know this sect. It seems that this Guo Xiaotian is also a rare genius in the Yuheng Sect. ”

“The ghost lord is just the strength of the middle of Juyuan, and when he encounters a genius of the sect, he will definitely plant it this time!”

The handsome young man heard the exclamation in his ears, his face became brighter, and the sword in his hand became more and more ferocious.

“Boundless flowers!”

The handsome young man drank lightly, stabbing out thousands of sharp sword shadows, instantly covering every place on the ghost lord’s body.

The ghost lord did not dodge or dodge, his gloomy face showed a trace of cruelty, and the ten fingers of his hands suddenly protruded a pair of metal claws, and with a few easy strokes, he broke the handsome young man’s sword momentum completely.

“In the late Juyuan period, this is impossible!?”

The handsome young man’s face suddenly changed, and he subconsciously wanted to retreat.

The ghost lord snorted coldly, and the ghost claw poked out like lightning, grabbed the throat of the handsome young man, and said sharply: “Lao Tzu is most annoying to you pretentious sect disciples. Talented? Lao Tzu likes to drink on the head of a genius! ”

The audience was horrified…



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