Who will be qualified to redeem treasures? Everyone's hearts were in suspense for a moment. Only Shi Fan's heart fell firmly to the ground, because it was impossible for him to obtain the qualifications.
From right to left, the ghost-faced old man glanced at Lu Guicai, then turned his gaze away to Li Hanxue, and then aimed his gaze at the man in black robe.
Then the ghost-faced old man stretched out his index finger and pointed at Li Hanxue: "Little brother, it's you."
Li Hanxue's face suddenly showed a hint of joy, and she finally breathed a sigh of relief.
This result was beyond the expectation of the man in black robe, and his tone became a little cold: "Mr. Ghost Face, I need an explanation."
The man in black robe must be unconvinced. The eighth-level mysterious weapon of Qingming Ax has domain-breaking power. Compared with the real Eight-name Slayer, it can be said that it is not inferior at all. Compared with the half-finished Eight-name Slayer, then
It was even worse. The ghost-faced old man announced in public that Li Hanxue had qualified. How could he be convinced?
"Your Qingming Ax is an eighth-level mysterious weapon, and it also has the extremely rare power of breaking the realm. But this little brother's mysterious weapon is only a semi-finished product, not even a real eighth-level mysterious weapon. It stands to reason.
He said, you should win." The ghost-faced old man paused, "But..."
The man in black robe said coldly: "But what?"
"But you lost. There is only one reason for it. That is, my little brother's Xuan Weapon was refined by himself, but yours was not."
The ghost-faced old man's words startled everyone.
Li Hanxue's heart was shaken, and her mind was racing: "How did the ghost-faced old man find out my identity as a weapon refiner? I should have not exposed any flaws."
"Master, why are you making such a fuss? Rumor has it that this ghost-faced old man is a very high-level weapon refiner with many methods. Master, you are a weapon refiner. People in each profession have their own unique temperament. Ghost-faced Old Man
Is it strange for such an old spirit to see through your identity as a weapon refiner?" Guisun Bing said.
Li Hanxue thought about it carefully, she probably got out of curiosity just now and accidentally let the matter slip before the ghost-faced old man saw through it.
After listening to the ghost-faced old man's words, the men in black robes, Lu Guicai and Shi Fan all tilted their heads and stared at Li Hanxue's dull face, the shock in their eyes was extremely intense.
"Such an ordinary-looking guy is actually a weapon refiner!"
Although the three of them did not say this, they all thought so in their hearts. And if they want to refine an eighth-level mysterious weapon, it means that Li Hanxue must have the strength of a second-level lower-level weapon refiner.
"Looking at his young age, he is already a second-grade low-level weapon refiner? This is too exaggerated." Lu Guicai was secretly shocked.
The man in black robe who had the most contact with Li Hanxue was even more surprised: "This guy's cultivation level is average, he is only at the first level of Xuanwu Realm. I thought he just had extraordinary strength, but I didn't expect that he also has such an amazing identity. He is actually a second-level scholar."
A low-level weapon refiner."
"How is it? Do you still have any objections?" the ghost-faced old man asked the man in black robe.
The face of the man in black robe was blurred with black energy, and his eyes were shining brightly. He was silent for a long time and finally lowered his head: "Since this mysterious weapon was refined by Brother Li himself, I can only accept defeat and accept the defeat."
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"He is willing to admit defeat, but our Baihong Sect is not willing to accept it!" Shi Fan looked crazy. He was deceived by Jin Buhuan, and then made a fool of himself in front of everyone. His mentality and sanity had reached a very confused state.
In normal times, Shi Fan would certainly not do such a stupid thing, openly contradicting the ghost-faced old man.
"Junior brother, let's forget it. Mr. Ghost Face has already said that Brother Li won. No matter how much we argue, we can't reverse the situation. Besides, the eighth-level mysterious weapon was refined by Brother Li. He is very skilled in the art of refining weapons at such a young age.
With such attainments, even some old men who have lived for nearly a hundred years cannot match him. Even I am convinced by his talent!" Lu Guicai said.
"Convinced? Convinced of what? Senior brother, you are trying to discredit our Baihong Sect." Shi Fan quickly walked up to Li Hanxue, grabbed Li Hanxue with one hand, and wanted to lift Li Hanxue over like a chicken.
However, Li Hanxue stepped forward and was instantly ten feet away from Shi Fan. Shi Fan could not touch Li Hanxue's body at all.
After several minutes of chasing, Shi Fan was still unable to catch Li Hanxue. He became angry and refused to pursue Li Hanxue. He said angrily: "How can he be a second-grade low-level weapon refiner at such a young age? You must provide evidence when you speak. If you can't,
As for the evidence, one has abstained and the other pretended to be a second-grade weapon refiner. Both of them have lost the qualification to exchange treasures, so the victory should belong to our Baihong Sect." Of course, the abstainer refers to the man in black robes who has given up.
The ghost-faced old man shook his head and said to Li Hanxue: "Little brother, take out the other twenty-one mysterious weapons in your storage bag to make him give up."
The twenty-one mysterious weapons mentioned by the ghost-faced old man, of course, refer to the three sets of seven-name slayers that Li Hanxue refined separately.
Li Hanxue's heart was shocked after hearing this, and she pondered for a long time. The method of the ghost-faced old man was really puzzling. Li Hanxue had no idea how the seven slayers in the storage bag leaked the information.
The ghost-faced old man seemed to have seen through the doubts in Li Hanxue's heart, and said with a smile: "Little brother, you don't have to panic. I just have a better ability to sense the mysterious soldiers. As long as there is a trace of aura leaking from the mysterious soldiers within ten feet,
When you came out, I could sense it instantly. When the little brother took out the eight long swords just now, I already discovered that there are three sets of these mysterious weapons in your storage bag. There is also a black long sword, which is also a seventh-level sword.
Xuan Bing, am I right?"
Li Hanxue sighed: "Sir, you are right."
At this point, Li Hanxue could only take out the three sets of seven swordsmen from the storage bag. Twenty-one mysterious soldiers were neatly arranged in front of everyone. Li Hanxue pressed down with his right hand, and all the mysterious soldiers flew into the air.
The roar of the Time Sword was endless, and the seven-color light was extremely gorgeous. After a roar, all the Xuan soldiers condensed into three golden long swords, exuding bursts of aura that could threaten the Xuan warriors. Shi Fan saw three golden swords
After holding the sword, his face turned blue.
There was a smile in the ghost-faced old man's tone: "These three sets of mysterious weapons, the veins and energy circuits inside them are all consistent, no difference at all, they are all seventh-level mysterious weapons. This is enough to prove the identity of the little brother's weapon refiner.
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"He must have asked someone to refine it for him. With his ability, he cannot refine a seventh-level mysterious weapon. Mr. Ghost Face, don't be deceived by this kid." Shi Fan shouted again.
"Are you questioning my vision?" Shi Fan's repeated unreasonable troubles have made the old man with a ghost face feel disgusted. The old man with a ghost face shouted in a deep voice: "That's enough, shut up!"
"Mr. Ghost Face, what's wrong with senior brother's Wind Chasing Knife? The qualification to redeem the treasure should belong to our White Rainbow Sect."
"Second brother, please ask him to get out." The ghost-faced old man shouted.
"Yes." The boy swayed in front of Shi Fan.
Lu Guicai said hurriedly: "Mr. Ghost Face, my junior brother is young and ignorant. Please be patient and don't hurt him."
After Lu Guicai begged hard, the ghost-faced old man asked the boy to stop.
The ghost-faced old man simply ignored Shi Fan and turned to Li Hanxue: "Okay, little brother, tell me what you want. As long as I can do it, I will get it for you."