At Liu Jian's words, Liu Feng's eyes lit up and he called his hand weapon? This is a pain. With the increase of its strength, Jian Gang has become sharper and stronger. However, it is precisely because of the increased energy that the weapons made by Fan Tie can no longer hold the tears. The mighty sword of space...

Although Liu Feng has traveled in the mainland for so long, he has seen some legendary weapons. However, in addition to being relatively sharp and capable of releasing some special effects magic, Liu Feng's guidance to Jian Gang is even ordinary. A fine steel sword without any magic attached to it was worse.

For this, Liu Feng also seemed very helpless. The legendary weapons in Yelan Continent are all related to magic. It is not that some beneficial magic is attached to it, that is, the material of the weapon is made of some kind of rare magic element... …And Liu Feng’s aura has always been repelling magic elements and fighting qi. Although weapons can also be used, if you want to use magic weapons to perfectly release Jian Gang, it’s impossible...

And when challenging a strong player of the same level or leapfrogging a level, if you have a weapon that can perfectly release your strength, your chances of winning will definitely add a few points out of thin air...

Moreover, Liu Feng’s fatal blow is extremely picky about the demand for weapons. According to the requirements, this must be a perfect weapon that is both sharp and tough, and must have no obstacles to the aura. You can get into Liu Feng's magic eye... Otherwise, every time you face the enemy, once you use the double effect of the fatal blow, the fragile iron sword will inevitably be broken because it cannot withstand the overly powerful force. crack……

"Better, there is a weapon that can freely change forms, that's good." Liu Feng thought with some longing. Looking at Liu Jian with a smile at him, he coughed his throat, hopefully said the perfect weapon in his heart.

After listening carefully to Liu Feng’s weapon needs, Liu Jian raised his brows slightly, his palm scratched with a slightly smooth chin, and whispered, “I need a weapon that can freely change forms? You guy, just for this, It stumped me."

Hearing this, Liu Feng lowered his head in disappointment. With a wry smile: "No way, because of my special skills, I am really very picky about the demand for weapons." Then, he raised the ordinary epee in his hand and said bitterly: "Otherwise, you treat me like being in the space ring. Do you put a lot of these garbage weapons in it? You have to replace several weapons in a fight..."

Thinking of Liu Feng's appearance of storing hundreds or even thousands of this kind of garbage epee in the space ring, Liu Jian felt a little amused. He shook his head lightly, did not speak, seemed to be thinking about something...

Liu Jian did not speak, and Liu Feng was also a little downcast and silent. In the spacious hall, there was a brief silence. Only the walls that were still shining with a faint golden light gave the hall a little bit of agility...

"Meet, Liu Feng...The weapon you need, I can't get it out for you now." Liu Jian muttered.

Liu Feng nodded dejectedly. He sighed dullly, but he was immediately lifted by Liu Jian's words.

"but……"

Hearing the two words representing a turning point, Liu Feng suddenly raised his head, eagerly staring at Liu Jian who was a little hesitant. The heat in the pupils of the eyes is enough to burn everything...

"Ah, but I used to have a weapon that can freely change form." Liu Jian coughed lightly and said.

Liu Feng heard the words and knew the sound of the string, and asked, "Then what you mean is, right now?"

Liu Jian nodded in embarrassment, and said, "Liu Feng, weapons that can freely change forms. In our Yin and Shang period. They were all strange treasures of the immortal weapon level. My dragon-chanting sword was the teacher at the time. The Grand Master personally gave me this weapon. When the Grand Master gave it to me, it was already at the level of an immortal weapon. Moreover, within the Dragon Song Sword, it was also sealed by the Master Master instructing a weapon that was originally on the land of Shenzhou. The ancient dragon who makes waves and winds, cough. That dragon egg is the son of this ancient dragon. It's just that the old master left the dragon egg, and finally gave it to me together with the dragon chanting sword."

Listening to this mythical story, Liu Feng couldn't help feeling a little surging. He glanced at Liu Jian, and then asked: "Well, where did your weapon go?"

"Ah, the Dragon Sword accompanied me when I fought against the gods, and fell on the battlefield of the gods together." Liu Jian's handsome face turned red and coughed dryly.

"Battlefield of Gods? Where is that?" Liu Feng rolled his eyes depressed and asked again.

"This, the current Dragon Emperor should know, you will know if you ask him later."

"Then when it comes to the battlefield of the gods, how do you tell me to find it? It has been thousands of years, would you let me take a **** and dig it over one by one?" Liu Feng said with a wry smile.

"Well, you guy, there are too many problems." Liu Jian tapped his forehead with some headache, and moved his left hand towards the mural, a faint blue light jumped out like lightning, and jumped in there. In the palm of Bai Zhen's hand.

Looking at the cyan light that kept jumping above Liu Jian's palm, Liu Feng stared attentively.

The thing is clearly a quaint scabbard...

Liu Jian's palm lightly swept across the scabbard, with a gentle appearance, as if he was stroking the soft skin of his lover. He sighed lowly, and said to Liu Feng with a bewildered face: "The scabbard is called The "Suolong" was cast by the Master Master in order to suppress the dragon spirit in the sword body. It has an inexplicable connection with the dragon chanting sword. As long as the dragon chanting sword is within ten miles of your body, the "locking dragon" There will be a sound of swords...hehe, don't underestimate this humble and simple scabbard. In order to cast it, the master master took a lot of attention."

Looking at Liu Jian with a solemn face, Liu Feng curled his lips and said indifferently: "It's just a scabbard. Besides being able to search for the Dragon Song Sword, can it be used as a weapon?"

Liu Jian smiled, throwing away the "locking dragon" in his hand, and said with a joking smile: "Then you try."

Liu Feng raised his brows, and his right hand protruded like lightning, holding the scabbard accurately in the palm of his hand.

As soon as the scabbard started, Liu Feng's palm sank abruptly, his face changed slightly, his aura was in his hands, and he held it up, and said in a little surprise: "This thing is still so heavy? I really can't see it."

"Hehe, how can it not sink if cast by the nine-day meteorite iron." Liu Jian smiled, "Try to infuse your aura into it and see what effect it has."

"Oh?" Liu Feng nodded curiously, the spiritual energy in his body circulated rapidly, and passed into the scabbard along the heart meridian...

"Hey."

Receiving Liu Feng’s aura, the scabbard trembled slightly, and a pleasant sword roar came from it. After the scabbard trembled for a while, it gradually stopped. Just when Liu Feng was a little disappointed, one after another. The length of the length of the silver-white giant sword fiercely cut through the void and burst out from the tip of the scabbard...

Jian Gang pierced through the void, with a crisp sound, and in the blink of an eye, he slashed fiercely on the wall with flashing golden light, bringing up a circle of energy ripples...

Stupidly staring at the scabbard in his hand, Liu Feng really couldn't believe that the powerful sword just now would be made by himself...

Jian Gang is also divided into strengths and weaknesses. The Jian Gang issued by Liu Feng before was only the energy between the illusion and the essence. After the current strength has been improved, Jian Gang has gradually begun to condense, but just now the aura in the body has passed through the "locking dragon". "The change of the scabbard, the sword gang that will shoot out... is actually no different from a large sharp silver-white giant sword...

Liu Feng is very clear about his strength. If he uses the same energy, he will definitely not be able to condense the sword to that degree, but now it is sent out after passing through the scabbard. What does this mean? This shows that this "Lock Dragon" scabbard actually has an increasing effect on Jian Gang...

"What a powerful scabbard..." Liu Feng took a deep breath and exclaimed fiercely.

"Hehe, the ability of this scabbard is only heavier than the seal, and it is not very good at attacking. However, for your current strength, it happens to be the most suitable, and if you want to obtain the function of transforming form, Then you must combine the Dragon Sword and the "Lock Dragon" scabbard together, so that it can be regarded as a perfect weapon at the top of the fairy..." Liu Jian smiled lightly, and there was a strong temptation in his words.

Liu Feng nodded quite consciously, and suddenly raised his head alertly: "You...what's your purpose? Listening to your tone, it seems something is wrong."

"Huh?" Liu Jian's face was a little embarrassed, and he said with a dry smile: "Hehe, my little friend is really smart."

"Let’s talk about it first~lightnovelpub.net~ What the **** is it? After receiving your benefits, I naturally want to do things for you. However, you have to say something I can do. If it is some whimsical request, then I I don't have that ability." Liu Feng asked casually, holding the "Suolong" scabbard tightly in his hand.

Liu Jian shook his head somewhat dumbfoundedly, sighed lowly, and smiled bitterly: "I want to hope that when my little friend goes to the battlefield of the gods, when he obtains the dragon-singing sword, he will bring back the bodies of me and Xuan'er by the way. In the future, if you have a chance to return to China, please bury me and Xuan'er on the top of Qishan. This is a promise made by a man to a girl. I have broken my faith and I have to hope that you can complete it for me. ..."

Hearing the deep sentiment in Liu Jian’s words, Liu Feng felt a little stunned, nodded silently, and whispered: "Senior Liu, don’t say you have the grace to donate swords, just you and I are both of Chinese blood, this matter , Liu Feng will do his best..."

Hearing Liu Feng's commitment, Liu Jian smiled lightly. In the smile, there was comfort that had relieved the heavy burden. He raised his face, and the dark eyes were a little bit moist...

"Hehe, let the "Suolong" recognize the lord first, so that you can clearly feel its induction, and the person who recognizes the lord, where the scabbard shakes hands, will become a piece of uniqueness for you. Hilt of the sword."