"You really want to kill Xiongba?"

"Kill, why not kill?"

"What about the little girl?"

"What do you think we should do?"

"I'm a hundred years old boy, I can't answer this question."

"..."

Yang Zheng and Emperor Eleven walked into a small town while chatting.

In the town, there was the sound of hammering iron, and at a glance, there were still many people surrounding the place, as if a magical soldier was born.

This is the end of the topic of killing Xiongba.

Yang Zheng walked towards the blacksmith shop, and Emperor Eleven followed.

After a while, the two of them arrived in front of the blacksmith shop. The two of them were tall, and they could see the inside from standing on the periphery. At this moment, there is a big man with a naked upper body, who is going crazy!

This method of hammering reminded Yang Zheng of a hammering method called the Shattered Cloak Hammering method. I wonder if this strong man was using this hammering method.

It is said that forging iron with the chaotic cloak hammer method is very effective, and even ordinary materials can be used to forge magic weapons.

Of course, it's just a legend, a lot of things like legends are often unbelievable.

"Who is Tiehao casting swords for?"

"It is said that the martial arts myth is nameless!"

"Wuming? Is that the nameless swordsman?"

Many people in the crowd were talking.

nameless?

Wan Jian Guizong nameless?

When Yang Zheng heard this, he became interested. He is a good forging expert himself, and he can naturally see that the sword is about to be forged. After it is completed, it can be used by opening the front. If this is the case, then in this small town, you can see Wuming. ?

Wuming is undoubtedly a very legendary person in the wind and clouds, known as the myth of the martial arts. It is said that the swordsmanship is invincible. However, in many cases, Wuming has only one success left, so every time someone needs to come out to fight, Wuming can't do it, basically it is the situation to fight.

For example, to deal with the bully, to deal with absolutely no gods, and so on.

Nameless, is it really a martial arts myth?

In martial arts mythology, Yang Zheng only recognizes two people. One of them is the Eagle Hero in the Broken Void, and the other is the Evil Emperor Xuantian in the Divine Soldier. Only these two people can be regarded as martial arts in his eyes. myth.

As for the nameless, it really doesn't count.

If Wuming will come today, Yang Zheng really wants to see if this Wuming is as magical as rumored.

Once he becomes a nameless person, what kind of realm is he?

If it is Wuming with ten successful powers, can he defeat Emperor Shitian?

In the world of martial arts, Di Shitian ranks among the twelve gods. The injury that was pierced into the sea of ​​​​qi by Tianjianzun's sword two hundred years ago has completely recovered, and now he is the real realm of the gods.

Nameless, just got Di Shitian?

Yang Zheng was very curious about these, so he stopped in front of the blacksmith shop and waited for Wuming's arrival.

"Recently, the world has become too arrogant, and it seems that it has become the overlord of the martial arts. If Wuming can go to the world, give the tyrant to..."

"Shh! Don't talk nonsense! There are eyeliners from the World Association everywhere, be careful that your head falls!"

"If Wuming really knew how to make a move, he would have already made a move."

Someone mentioned letting Wuming take a shot to deal with Xiongba, and others immediately spoke up, reminding that person to be careful with the eyes of the World Association.

Yang Zheng smiled when he heard it. Once the nameless shot of success, he might not be able to win the hero. The current hero should have already started to cultivate three points to return to his vitality. .

"No name, martial arts myth, sword god, unfortunately, he has only one success all the year round, and I don't know how he did it. Maybe he has practiced a special martial arts, such as I have practiced the golden crow magic, before I succeed, I must maintain a child~male The body. Wuming, maybe he is practicing a kind of swordsmanship, and the nine successes are all used to feed the swordsmanship. There is also a possibility, I have heard that some magic soldiers use the true essence of the martial artist as nourishment, Yang Zheng , you say, is it possible that Wuming got a special magic weapon or magic weapon?"

Emperor Eleven, secretly transmitted a voice to Yang Zheng.

"do not know."

Yang Zheng shook his head lightly, and now his eyes fell on the sword soldier that was about to be formed. The forging level of the rough man was good, and the raw materials of the sword soldier were also acceptable. If there were no accidents, the forged sword soldier should be a ground. God Soldier.

"It's done!"

"The sword is done!"

"Is Wuming going to appear? This time, can I also see Wuming Myth Wuming?"

When the tyrannical man threw the sledgehammer and stabbed the formed sword soldier into the water, the crowd began to get excited. Some people are looking forward to whether the sword can reach the level of a magic weapon, while others are looking forward to being anonymous.

"Ziz!"

The swordsmen entered the water, making a zizi sound.

"Ancestor bless me, let me become a magic weapon!"

The thick and heavy sweat suddenly uttered a sentence in a very low voice. I saw a flash of profound light on the sword soldier, followed by a cold light, and the sword soldier screamed!

The swordsmen screamed!

At least it's a thousand-refined soldier!

"to make!"

With a peculiar gesture, the thick man pointed at the sword soldier, and the sword soldier was fully formed!

"Zheng!"

The swordsmen sang to themselves again, this time with a very clear voice, and the color of the swordsmen was completely fixed, from the previous pitch black to black silver!

Mysterious silver is like autumn water!

"Zheng!"

The thick sweaty, holding the sword soldier with one hand, stroked the water tank with one hand, the sword edge slid across the pool, and when it came out of dehydration, it was not contaminated with the slightest drop of water!

This sword is so sharp!

"Good sword!"

"What a fine sword!"

"This must be a magic weapon!"

The onlookers exclaimed one by one.

"If I named this sword, I would name it Jinghong Sword."

Emperor Eleven, secretly transmitted a voice to Yang Zheng.

"I am a layman, and I will name it Qiushui."

Yang Zheng replied.

"Ha ha!"

Emperor Eleven smiled.

"Tie Hao, what is this sword called?"

"Tie Hao, let's just call this sword the Xuanyin Sword."

"I think it's better to call it Xuan Gangjian, it sounds very domineering!"

Many onlookers also took the initiative to propose at this moment.

"This sword is named by its owner."

Tie Hao said, raised his head and looked towards the entrance of the town.

Seeing this, everyone followed.

"Huh? Someone is here?"

"He's a middle-aged man with clear arms, is he nameless?"

"Really nameless?"

People guess.

Yang Zheng also looked over, and the first time he saw the man, he laughed.

That iconic long gown and long hair, and that walking posture, is only that person.

The comer is the nameless martial arts myth in the wind and clouds!

As soon as the sword soldier was forged, its master came. Could it be that this is the so-called fate? ..