Chapter 97: Must be an accident

Chapter 97

"Then what do you want? You can't let me refining a treasure for you on the spot, right? This young man has limited time, so I don't have time to talk nonsense with you, don't let me go!"

Qin Chen's expression sank.

What's the matter, I have said so clearly, this Leng Mo is still so arrogant, and it is too difficult to get on the road.

"Hmph, it's not that I'm Lengmo who doesn't give face, but how do you prove that everything you say is correct?!"

"prove?"

Qin Chen was speechless, he had said so clearly, how to prove that he was a crafting master, he should know that what he said was correct.

Seeing the rust sword in his hand, Qin Chen suddenly moved in his heart.

"Well, I have an idea."

Raised the embroidered iron sword: "Take the precious soldier you refined and fight against the iron sword in my hand to see whose weapon is stronger. If the precious soldier you refined is broken, don’t mess with it anymore. Give way, how?"

be quiet!

The bustling second floor quieted down.

real or fake?

Am I right?

Is this kid going to fight the rust sword in his hand with the second-order precious soldier refined by Master Leng Mo? See whose weapon is stronger?

What a joke!

Everyone knows that the rust sword in Qin Chen's hand was just obtained from a gambling. I saw it was stained with rust and almost no smooth side. With the passage of time, it has long lost its original appearance.

Such a broken sword, cut on the wood, was afraid that it would be broken at once, and it was going to fight against Master Leng Mo's second-order precious soldier.

Qin Chen is not crazy, right!

"what did you say?"

Leng Mo, who was originally furious, almost exploded when Qin Chen said this.

Taking a rust sword to compete with the second-order treasure soldier that he refined, it was too bad, even if he won, there would be no glory.

Doesn't it mean that your own treasure is only worthy of being compared with this broken sword?

"Why? Didn't you understand? Didn't you say that I can't prove it? You can see it at a glance if the two treasure soldiers fight against each other. If the treasure soldier you refined is broken, it naturally means that the quality of your treasure soldier is average, my treasure If the soldier is broken, it naturally means that I am talking nonsense. I am still a Tier 2 refiner. You don't understand such a simple truth? Or do you dare not compare?"

Qin Chen squinted at Leng Mo, with a look that you dare not compare.

I dare not your sister!

Leng Mo was almost vomiting blood with his eyes widened, there is nothing he dare not dare to.

"Well, since you want to compare like this, the old man will do you well. Then the old man will see you, what else can you say!"

Picking up the ice glass sword casually, Leng Mo suddenly aroused his true energy.

boom!

On the ice glass sword, a bright white light suddenly bloomed, and a biting chill swept through the hall like a blizzard, shocking the crowd backing one after another with a look of shock.

"What a terrible cold."

"Frozen, the true qi in my body almost won't work anymore."

"It's worthy of being a Tier 2 soldier refined by Master Leng Mo. How can such a soldier split in battle? Then Qin Chen must be nonsense."

The crowd was shocked, and the chill radiated from the ice glass sword made everyone feel solemn and solemn.

"Hey, kid, look at the sword!"

Under the gaze of the crowd, Leng Mo shouted angrily. In order to achieve better results, he almost didn't keep his hands. The heavenly zhenqi mobilized to the extreme. He picked up the ice glass sword and slashed the rust sword in Qin Chen's hand. Above.

boom!

The violent cold air swept through, turned into a tornado and rushed to the roof. The momentum shocked everyone to take a breath.

Click!

At the same time, a cracking sound was clearly heard by everyone.

"Hahaha, boy, what else do you have to say, dare to compete with the old man, it's like the old birthday star hangs himself-looking for death!"

In the cold wind, Leng Mo laughed wantonly.

Today, the depression that has suppressed our heart seemed to be released in an instant, and we laughed unscrupulously. But smiling, the atmosphere in the hall suddenly became very strange, as if something bad had happened.

Turning his head, he found Qin Chen was looking at him coldly and smiling, his eyes seemed to be looking at a clown.

angry!

Leng Mo became furious again, this kid was about to die, he even dared to look at himself with this kind of eyes, and he must teach him a good meal later! But he suddenly felt wrong, because he suddenly discovered that everyone in the hall was staring at the ice glass sword in his hand, and his eyes were wide in astonishment, as if he had seen a ghost...

One of the warriors also stretched out his right hand, pointed it, and stammered: "Master Lengmo, you...your sword!"

"What happened to my sword?"

His heart sank in an instant, and he lowered his head abruptly, only to see that the sword body, which was still intact just now, like a white jade, was actually densely covered with cracks, and it was still spreading.

"boom!"

The sword body suddenly exploded, and the shattered sword blades all over the sky rushed towards Leng Mo. He was in a hurry, still being rubbed by many sword bodies, his robe was riddled with holes, and his hair was cut off a lot like a beggar. Become a grass chicken.

"Sure enough!"

"Zhen Qi really blew back!"

"This……"

Everyone was dumbfounded, their mouths filled with an egg.

"Impossible, this is impossible, accident, it must be an accident!"

Unable to believe his eyes, Leng Mo was extremely furious. He picked up the Explosive Flame Sword, boomed, and the fiery flame engulfed him, slashing with a sword.

Click!

The second blasting sword was also broken!

On the other hand, the Rust Sword in Qin Chen's hand was unscathed, as if a piece of tofu had been chopped up.

God, can you stop playing with me like this?

Leng Mo was about to cry.

This is still not a rust sword, how to chop it up is just like a magic weapon.

"I don't believe in evil anymore."

Picking up the third Xuan Tie Sword, Leng Mo's entire robe swelled, stimulating the true energy in his body to the extreme, and the entire Jubao Building seemed to be blowing a tenth-level gale.

The profound iron sword is the hardest of the three swords. Even a Tier 3 soldier can compete in hardness alone. Leng Mo didn’t believe this time, and even cut the rust sword in Qin Chen’s hands. .

Cang Dang!

This sword is even worse!

The entire mysterious iron sword was directly disconnected, and half of the sword pierced into the ceiling of the second floor of the Jubao Building, piercing the ceiling.

Holding the half-cut sword, Leng Mo's face was blue and white, completely stupid.

"This is what you call a treasure soldier? I still don't admit it. I have to bring it over and give me a face. Why bother!"

Shaking his head, Qin Chen lifted the rust sword and blew it gently. There was no half of the gap on the rust sword, not even the rust skin had fallen off, and it was intact.

Carrying the rust sword, Qin Chen took Lin Tian and Zhang Ying and left the Jubao Building.

No one dared to stop him this time!

Until Qin Chen's figure disappeared completely, Master Yang and others suddenly woke up.

"That Rust Sword is absolutely extraordinary, it's a real magic weapon!"

Master Yang screamed, and the heart that was hit to death was gone.

I thought that Qin Chen was very excited to bet out a rust sword, and thought it was him who punched the eye, who knew that this was the real magic weapon.

Even treasure soldiers like Xuan Tiejian can be cut off instantly, and Tier 3 treasure soldiers can't do it, at least Tier 4 or above.

my God!

I knew this a long time ago, no matter what happened before, I have to keep this sword!

Master Yang's heart is bleeding!