"Bing Yuan" is everywhere, and the "Tieshan", which is half taller, is cut like muddy water, but halfway through it, there is a sound of ears in the ear, and "Bing Yuan" can't be cut.

Everyone's face changed dramatically. Cheng Hong’s family, Cheng Hong, was also a fierce trepidation, and his wrist shook, and he quickly pulled out the ice. His reaction has been very fast, but there are also a few scratches on the blade of the "Bing Yuan".

Although the scratches were short and thin, there was no impact on the ice, but it fell into the eyes of the people, but the heart could not help but hurt.

This can be passed down to the sword of the township for hundreds of years. It is a symbol of Chengjia. Any trace of ambiguity is unacceptable to everyone.

"The patriarch..."

Cheng Youqing couldn't help himself. Forcibly cutting with a sword is beyond the scope of your ability. If you cut it down again, I am afraid that it will be even bigger.

However, as the initiator of Cheng Hong, Cheng Hong held the sword in one hand, and looked at the scratches on the sword. He looked at it, and the whole person seemed to be greatly stimulated.

"Half! It can only reach half the extent!... The ice is cast by our ancestors, and it has been a sword for ten years. This sword took ten years to form, and it can easily cut off the armor made of hundreds of steel. This kind of sword can only be used for ten years! How can there be such a sword in the world, even more powerful than the sword that our ancestors created!"

"I don't believe, I don't believe..., check! Check it out! I must know who Wang Chong is?!"

Cheng Hong’s main Cheng Hong’s voice sounded throughout the Cheng family’s residence.

......

At the same time, a group of people gathered in the house of Zhangjia in Beijing, stacked in layers and surrounded by a group. However, unlike the Cheng family, on the stone table of Zhangjia, there is a black, ugly, iron block with only a small finger.

"What do you think?"

The home of Zhangjia, the capital of Beijing, is about forty years old. He is white and dragged to the ground. It looks gentle and elegant. Unlike a blacksmith master, he is like a teacher.

The thing in Qingfenglou is not just a few of the other ones, but the hometown of Beijing is also unprepared. But the only thing that is different from others is that until now, other families have been confused and don't know what is going on.

However, the Jingcheng Zhang family is different. They knew the identity of Wang Chong from the beginning, and even Wang Chong’s sword was made from the Hyderabad ore.

"It's unbelievable. The sword made from this kind of ore is so sharp. It seems that the price of 300 gold is not expensive."

"...just, I have a little curiosity, such a secret thing, how does the Wang family know how to look at it? Seeing that he is only fifteen years old, it is not like a rich experience. And, the two body poisonous Hu It’s so tight that it’s easy not to let others touch their ore, even our Beijing Zhangjia has only given such a small piece. Even the things that we can’t see in Zhang’s family, how does a child know? of?"

Zhang Qiming, the grand elder of Zhang’s family, glared at the white beard.

The room was silent, and even Zhang Hao and Zhang Jian could not answer this question. As a result of the Qingfeng Upstairs, the two were as shocked as others.

"Actually, ... until now, I still can't believe that the Hyderabad ore will be so sharp!"

Zhang Jian said honestly.

In dealing with Wang Chong, Zhang Jian must admit that there is something that cannot be controlled by the children of this royal family.

Zhang Jian couldn’t tell, anyway, every time he saw him, he couldn’t be regarded as a child.

"In fact, it is not difficult to determine this."

The Zhangjia family said the small piece of Hyderabad ore that turned to look at the table:

"We don't have any ready-made things here? Although such a small point is not enough to refine a sword, it should still be enough to refine a small dagger. It will be natural to try it out."

Everyone has beheaded. To use such a little bit of material, it is not easy to refine a small dagger and show its highest level of skill.

At this point, I am afraid that no other one can do it.

However, the Jingcheng Zhang family is different, as the former leader of the sword-making line, this is also the place where the Jingcheng Zhangjia surpasses several other places.

"The elders, this will be handed over to you. Before dawn, I must see the finished product."

Zhang Jiajia is the main road.

"Ok!"

The latter agreed without even thinking about it. He grabbed the little Hyderabad iron on the table and got up and walked inside. It seemed that he promised only a trivial matter.

The fire continued from dark to dawn. After a whole night, a new one, about four inches in length, and a small finger-sized dagger appeared in front of everyone and squatted on the stone table.

But seeing this pocket dagger, Zhang Jian, Zhang Wei, and all the Zhangjia disciples who saw the Uzi steel sword on the Qingfenglou were surprised.

"Great elders, are you sure that this is really a weapon made from Hyderabad materials?"

Zhang checked and looked at the dark dagger on the table.

They have seen Wang Chong's Uzi steel sword, and the sword has a strange and wonderful pattern, which seems to be flowing. This is not what other swords do.

But the pocket daggers that the elders refined did not see a slight pattern.

"Well, I don't know if the Hyderabad ore you said is a species. But it is indeed made from the materials provided by the family, and it is also the highest level of weapons I have refined."

"All of our sword-making skills in Zhangjia, Beijing, have been used. I have used them all."

The elders of Zhang Jiada’s voice, his voice was exhausted, and it seemed that the sword he spent last night spent a lot of his time.

Zhang Wei and Zhang Jian face each other and can't speak.

This is far from the sword displayed by Wang Chong. It is completely invisible to the same sword.

"You don't have to argue, the level of the elders doesn't have to be questioned."

The Zhang family in a white suit took the first two steps and took the pocket dagger from the stone table that was forged from Hyderabad ore. He held it in his palm:

"Get a sword."

Soon a disciple took a sword. This sword and the Zhangjia of the capital sent to Qingfenglou to participate in the sword of the sword and bat, are the same level of weapons.

Hey!

The weapons passed by, and a burst of whistling through the void, the sword in the right hand of Zhang Jiajia’s master suddenly broke into an incision, and the dagger deeply cut into it, but the sword did not break into two.

The presence of the Jingcheng Zhangjia elite, such a result will be known at a glance, the dagger of the elders refining is obviously more powerful than the Zhangjiabao sword of the right hand of the owner, but the sword of Wang Chong is cut off by a dozen swords. There are still a lot of gaps in the name of the sword.

Seeing this result, even the elders did not speak. Although the sword of the phoenix building is not in the phenomenon, he also heard a lot of disciples from the family.

Obviously, there are still many gaps between the weapons that they have produced and the strange "first sword in the world".

"Homeowners, if the news from Qingfenglou is true and the materials are the same, the sword of Wang Chong is also made of Hyderabad ore. Then at least one thing is certain, the reason why the sword is so sharp is more than just The reason for using Hyderabad ore is that there must be a very powerful set of sword-making techniques."

"And this kind of technique is much more powerful than the sword-making technique of Zhangjia in our capital!"

The elders always looked very tired when they spoke, but this time they suddenly opened their eyes and shot a glamorous mandarin:

"I suggest that, in any case, we must maintain a friendly relationship with Wang Jia and that of Wang Chong. If we can get that special set of sword-making techniques, our Beijing Zhangjia must be able to surpass other times and become the sword of Zhongtu Shenzhou again. The first family!"

The elders turned over and directly adjusted the direction of the post-Jingcheng Zhangjia.

......

This night, for many family members who participated in the banquet of Qingfenglou, it is destined to be a sleepless night. Zhang, Huang, Cheng, Lu, almost all of them are brightly lit, and they have been point to dawn.

The same situation also happened in the ban.

However, unlike these family members who have always been concerned about casting swords and casting sword materials, Zhao Fengchen is concerned about another thing.

Qing Fenglou gambling, Zhao Fengchen's biggest gain is to find a peerless sword! But the only thing that Zhao Fengchen didn't expect was that he had a high price of 40,000 gold, but he couldn't buy a sword!

Like the first time I met, the boy named Wang Chong again refused him without hesitation!

This is already the second time!

It is a shame to take such a refusal in the case of Zhao Fengchen’s banned generals.

If it is changed before, Zhao Fengchen will not pay attention to it. However, as long as I remembered that Wang Chong’s Uzi steel sword and sword had cut off more than a dozen swords and swords from the east and the west, a sword split a high-rise Tieshan, and Zhao Fengchen could not help but eat, and could not sleep at night. !

Zhao Fengchen is a real warrior. Because it is a warrior, it is more aware of the importance of an outstanding weapon for the real warrior.

This kind of thing cannot be measured by price.

The sword that Wang Chong casts is completely different from all the swords that Zhao Fengchen has seen before. I don't know why, in the moment of seeing the true meaning of the sword, Zhao Fengchen suddenly has a feeling in his heart. This is his own sword. This is the sword that he has been searching hard and wants to get!

Even if there is no dispute with Huang Xiaotian, Zhao Fengchen also hopes to get the sword!

Zhao Fengchen doesn't know Wang Chong, and he doesn't know what his origins are. But fortunately, although Wang Chong left, he left his name, plus his close relationship with Wei Jiagong, as long as he has the heart, he wants It is not difficult to find out his origins.

"Adult, adults..."

Just as the candlelight burned out and the east became white, a rush of footsteps, panting, and pushing the door in from outside.

"How's it going?"

Zhao Fengchen sat on the ground, holding a chin with one hand and raised his head fiercely.

"Adult, I found out, that kid is called Wang Chong, the grandson of Jiugong!..."

Cried under the banned army department with a face.

"what?!"

When I heard this sentence, Zhao Fengchen’s face changed and his heart was suddenly cooled. Zhao Fengchen doesn't know what Wang Chong is, but when he talks about Jiugong, the whole Middle-earth Shenzhou has not yet known.

Zhao Fengchen did not expect that the young man who sold the sword was actually bigger than Wei Wei’s son!