"By the way, Uncle Zhao, why are you here this time?" Yang Jian immediately changed the subject.
"It's like this. I came here this time to ask Senior Yan to help me rebuild a weapon!" Zhao Wuji didn't hesitate this time and directly stated his intention.
"Oh? It turns out that the city lord wants to make weapons! I wonder what weapons the city lord wants to make?" After hearing Zhao Wuji's words, Yan Chifeng immediately said, weapon refining is his strength. Especially after learning from Yang Jian.
After the weapon refining method, Yan Chifeng's weapon refining method is now many times more powerful than before.
"It's like this, Senior Yan, this is Han Mang, the weapon I had before, but it was destroyed in another battle, so this time I want to ask Senior Yan to help repair it!" Suddenly, a stick appeared in Zhao Wuji's hand and broke into two.
Half silver spear.
"Huh? It's actually made of iron essence mixed with cold iron?" After seeing the weapon in Zhao Wuji's hand, a look of surprise flashed across Yan Chifeng's face.
"Yes, these are materials collected from the Zhu family. I wonder if seniors can help to recreate them?" Zhao Wuji said.
"Huh? Tiangang Sand? Black Iron?" After seeing several materials appearing in Zhao Wuji's hand, a look of surprise flashed across Yan Chifeng's face.
"I didn't expect that a small Zhu family could collect such high-level materials. In this case, it's worth taking action!" Yan Chifeng nodded and said.
"Thank you, Senior Yan!" After hearing Yan Chifeng's words, Zhao Wuji's face suddenly showed a look of excitement. You must know that Yan Chifeng is known as the King of Weapons. In normal times, let alone a small warrior in the realm of concentration.
, even Sister Shenbojing, and even masters at the Tianwu realm may not be able to recruit Yan Chifeng.
"Don't be polite, City Lord. Don't worry, City Lord, I will definitely create a weapon that satisfies you!" Yan Chifeng said with confidence.
"That's right! Senior Yan took action. Naturally, I don't dare to have the slightest doubt. Senior Lao Yan took care of everything!" Zhao Wuji said quickly.
"In that case, let's go. I also want to see how much progress has been made in weapon refining methods recently!" Yan Chifeng said, with a look of impatient urgency flashing across his face.
After finishing speaking, the group of people walked directly towards the other courtyard next to Yang Jian. As soon as they entered the other courtyard, piles of various ores took up most of the area of the other courtyard.
In the center of the courtyard is Yan Chifeng's outfit, a huge bellows, and a dark anvil.
Except for Yan Chifeng, the other people did not approach, but watched from a distance.
Yan Chifeng threw the two spears directly into the furnace, and then grabbed the bellows. With a series of low whining sounds, a red flame suddenly rose from below.
Everyone felt a terrifying heat wave coming towards their faces. Under this terrifying temperature, Zhao Wuji's two tackles quickly turned red and then slowly turned into a puddle of molten iron.
Then he directly threw in the few materials that Zhao Wuji had given him before.
"laugh……"
Suddenly a "chichi" sound came, and soon, several materials were melted by the red molten iron.
After seeing this scene, Yan Chifeng directly poured the molten iron into the mold next to him, and then directly picked up a bucket of cold water and poured it on it.
In an instant, a burst of white mist suddenly rose up, and then bursts of knocking sounds reached the ears of Yang Jian and others.
After the water mist dissipated, Yan Chifeng was seen wielding a black hammer in his hand, bringing up afterimages and continuously hitting the embryo on the anvil.
"Ding ding ding..."
Each hammer blow will be accompanied by nine crisp sounds, which is the nine-nine-to-one technique that Yang Jian used before. Yan Chifeng has obviously mastered this technique now.
And with the support of strong cultivation, Yan Chifeng's techniques were even more terrifying than those used by Yang Jian back then.
I saw that the black giant hammer in Yan Chifeng's hand was shrouded in a layer of red light at this time. Every time he hammered down, it was like a red meteor streaking across. The surrounding heat wave was driven by this terrifying energy.
It has also become more intense.
"Okay, so scary! Is this still weapon refining? This is simply art!" Zhao Wuji on the side stared at Yan Chifeng's movements and murmured. Yes, Yan Chifeng's movements at this time were
In their eyes, it is no different from art.
Yan Chifeng's movements seemed very casual, but they seemed to exude infinite magic power. In an instant, in the eyes of Zhao Wuji and others, Yan Chifeng seemed to have suddenly turned into a giant holding the sky, with each hammer falling.
It seemed as if it directly shocked their hearts. Listening to the strange rhythmic sound, Zhao Wuji and the others were directly obsessed.
"I entered the Tao with a weapon and actually reached this level. It's really terrifying. Every move has a trace of the rhythm of the Tao. This talent is so terrifying!" After Yang Jian on the side saw Yan Chifeng's actions at this time, he felt the same in his heart.
A moment of shock.
Because he discovered that Yan Chifeng had finally stepped over that hurdle and finally entered the realm of using tools to enter the Tao. Before he met him, Yan Chifeng had already half-stepped into this realm.
But without someone's guidance, I'm afraid he would never have entered this realm in his life, but now he has finally broken through.
Every movement of Yan Chifeng seems to have infinite charm, and people can't help but fall deeply into it. Every movement seems random, but it is extremely natural, making people unable to find any flaws, as if they were made by nature!
I don't know how much time passed, but I heard a heart-shaking roar, and everyone's attention was suddenly drawn back.
I saw a silver spear more than two meters long appeared in front of everyone. Above the spear, a ray of cold light burst out from the head of the spear, making people feel a terrifying feeling in their hearts.
chill.
"Buzz..."
Yan Chifeng put away the hammer, took the spear in his hand, and then shook it slightly. In an instant, the shadows of spears shot out all over the sky, with a clear sound, and the terrifying cold light kept spitting out, as if it wanted to choose people and devour them.
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"The peak of the sixth grade, not bad!" After looking at the spear in his hand, Yan Chifeng said lightly. After saying that, he directly handed the weapon in his hand to Zhao Wuji and said.
"This, this...the peak of the sixth grade is actually the peak of the sixth grade. This is simply unbelievable. Thank you, Senior Yan!" Looking at the sharp and cold spear in his hand, Zhao Wuji's face was full of excitement.
You must know that his spear had only just reached the fourth level, but now after Yan Chifeng's reinvention, it had reached the terrifying level of the sixth level. This was obviously beyond his expectation.