Starting with the divine power of the Great Vajra, he traversed the heavens.

Chapter 55 Forging the Sword (Seeking Monthly Tickets)

"A padding knife? Is that even a thing?"

Mu Renqing looked at Ren Shaoyang.

But Ren, the rogue, had a stern face and seemed unfathomable.

Mu Renqing instinctively shook his head: "I don't believe he could be that profound?"

The little beggar's face darkened, he snorted, and turned to leave: "You stinky monkey, believe it or not!"

Mu Renqing's face turned pale instantly, and he hurriedly shouted "Hongxiu!" and rushed over to apologize.

at the same time.

Xiang Qie was pulling out the "Thunderous Heaven-Slaying Hammer" and pointing it at Zhang Zhen, saying loudly, "Deputy Commander Zhang, I will use this 'Heaven-Slaying Hammer' to refine you!"

Zhang Zhen was on the verge of tears, and said in a mournful voice, "Master Xiang, please, please treat it better."

Xiang Qiezheng nodded, shouted loudly, and slammed down with his hammer.

With a loud "bang," sparks flew everywhere, as if a thunderbolt had struck.

A cloud of dust suddenly billowed up inside, followed by a series of clanging sounds.

When the smoke and dust cleared, everyone was dumbfounded. The sword had been rolled into a ball, and the ground around it was covered with shiny fragments.

Zhang Zhen's face turned deathly pale, and he said in a pitiful voice, "How... how did it shrink to such a small size?"

Xiang Qiezheng said, "This is the essence of the sword; the scattered pieces around it are just dregs." As he spoke, he sent the sphere into the small divine furnace.

Seeing Zhang Zhen's heartache, Zhao Zheng said to him, "Fortune and misfortune are intertwined. If we can forge an unparalleled divine weapon this time, the trip will not have been in vain."

Zhang Zhen nodded, but his face remained as black as an iron pot.

After a while, Xiang Qiezheng took something out of the furnace and said, "Deputy Commander Zhang, your sword is ready!"

Upon hearing this, Zhang Zhen hurriedly stepped forward to see, and the others, curious, also gathered around.

On the anvil lay a short sword, about a foot and a half long, gleaming with a cold light, while six smaller swords lay around it, their blades gleaming coldly.

"Hi~!"

Not only was Chang Chen stunned, but everyone else was stunned.

The little beggar exclaimed in surprise, "Oh my, how come this sword is having babies?"

Hahahaha~!

Everyone couldn't help but laugh upon hearing this.

Zhang Zhen glared at Hongxiu, then cried out in despair, "My precious sword!"

Xiang Qiezheng said, "Deputy Commander Zhang, please try your sword first."

Zhao Zheng also urged, "Ah Zhen, give it a try!"

Zhang Zhen, with a mournful face, raised his sword, but suddenly exclaimed "Eh!" and quickly used several moves from the "Thirty-Six Swords of Ailao Mountain".

A chilling light gleamed, and sword energy crisscrossed.

Zhang Zhen was increasingly impressed as he wielded the sword, finding it even more comfortable to use than before. Its length, weight, and power were all perfectly at his command. Finally, he couldn't help but stop, stroke the sword, and burst into laughter.

"Good baby, good baby!"

Before everyone could recover from his swordsmanship, Zhang Zhen asked, "Master Xiang, how do we use the remaining small swords?"

Xiang Qiezheng sighed, "Deputy Commander Zhang, I am just a blacksmith. With this sword in hand, its ingenious use lies in my mind. Let's see how you intend to use it."

Zhang Zhen thought for a moment, then suddenly flicked his wrist. As the short sword missed its target, a whooshing sound was heard.

"Clang clang clang!"
The six small swords, like swallows returning to their nest, were inserted into his short sword to form a sword wheel.

Suddenly, a buzzing sound filled the air. Zhang Zhen laughed and drew his sword again. The sword wheel spun around him, making a deep, terrifying sound!
"My God!" Ren Shaoyang's eyes widened and he swallowed hard when he saw the sword. "Isn't this the 'Seven Absolute Whirlwind Sword'?"

"Seven Deadly Whirlwind Sword?" Zhao Zheng exclaimed upon hearing this, "What a great name!"

"Clang!"
Zhang Zhen sheathed his sword, and the six small swords also fell into the hidden weapon pouch at his waist. He nodded and said, "Good name, truly fitting!" He then raised the sword and laughed, "Alright, you shall be called 'Seven Absolute Whirlwind Sword'!" Everyone was very envious when they saw this, and they all stepped forward to ask Zhang Zhen to reforge their own weapons.

Xiang Qiezheng examined them one by one, but shook his head: "Gentlemen, it's not that I don't want to forge them for you, but the iron in your weapons is not pure. I'm afraid they won't withstand a single hammer blow and will turn into scrap!"

"Fuck your mother's fart!"

"Yes, this precious sword of mine, crafted from a fortune, was a bargain find in the capital. You, you're talking nonsense!"

"Everything seems fake to you. Do you think I'm fake?"

"Come on, let's practice!"

As they spoke, six or seven weapons were drawn.

Xiang Qiezheng shook his head, said "sorry," and then raised his hammer and smashed repeatedly, with a series of clanging, banging, cracking, and crashing sounds.

Amid screams, the six or seven weapons shattered into dust.

Upon seeing this, everyone immediately screamed in horror: "Oh my god!"

"Xiang Qiezheng, you broke this, you have to pay me back!"

"Yes! I've fought over a hundred battles, big and small, without any problems. How come it broke in your hands? Give me back my weapon!"

Seeing the crowd making a fuss, Tie Tou quickly stepped forward to calm them down, but they wouldn't let it go, and the situation quickly spiraled out of control.

Xiang Qiezheng sighed and said loudly to Tie Tou, "Tie Tou, this is our fault. Xiang Family Village will never shirk responsibility. Take these friends to the storeroom and let them take any weapon they want."

Upon hearing this, Tie Tou exclaimed in surprise, "Master, our 'Xiang' brand weapons are the sharpest. Can we just take them at will?"

A satisfied expression flashed across Xiang Qiezheng's face, then he said righteously, "Of course! Does the Xiang family ever go back on its word?" With that, he cupped his hands to Zhao Zheng, "Commander Zhao."

Zhao Zheng smiled slightly and cupped his hands in greeting.

Xiang Qiezheng then cupped his hands to Ren Shaoyang, saying, "Great Hero Ren."

Ren Shaoyang also clasped his hands in greeting.

Xiang Qiezheng loudly proclaimed, "You two are of esteemed status and possess unparalleled martial arts skills. Please bear witness for me that the weapons of all our fellow martial artists were damaged in my hands. Today, all my good friends may freely retrieve any weapons from the Xiang family's storeroom, even those bearing the name 'Xiang'!"

The group was overjoyed upon hearing this and urged Tie Tou to lead the way quickly.

They knew the Xiang family had superb craftsmanship, and getting a weapon with the "Xiang" brand would be a huge win.

Mu Renqing praised him highly: "Master Xiang is truly a sincere gentleman, a very good person!"

Upon hearing him praise his master, Ding'an nodded hurriedly, "That's right, that's right!"

The two looked at each other and chuckled sheepishly.

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Hongxiu and Ren Shaoyang exchanged a glance and muttered to themselves, "Old foxes are always the wisest!"

Seeing everyone leave happily, Hongxiu drew her curved sword from her waist, but seeing the large and small nicks on the crimson blade, she pursed her lips and sheathed it again.

Xiang Qie looked at Ren Shaoyang and said, "Hero Ren, the small divine furnace has been opened and can now be used to unseal your weapons."

Today, Ren Shaoyang's fame has spread throughout the world, and everyone knows that he has three unique talents.

Fist technique, finger technique, staff technique!
Especially that iron rod, seemingly inconspicuous, can kill people as easily as cutting melons and vegetables, its power is unparalleled.

Having witnessed the wonders of Zhang Zhen's "Seven Absolute Whirlwind Sword," everyone was now curious to see what kind of extraordinary artifact Xiang Qie would forge when he was about to unseal the iron rod in Ren Shaoyang's hand.

In an instant, everyone's eyes were focused on the iron rod in his hand.

Ren Shaoyang laughed and stepped forward, about to hand the iron rod to Xiang Qiezheng.

suddenly.

A long sigh came from behind him, and Ren Shaoyang paused, his brows furrowing.

A cold laugh was heard from outside the door.

"How could I, the Ancestor, not be invited to such an important event as the opening of the Little Divine Furnace?"

(End of this chapter)