surnamed Wang

When people walk in the rivers and lakes, a handy weapon is essential. Those who are famous in the rivers and lakes mostly occupy a place in the list of weapons in their hands, and some of them even have bigger titles than the holders.For example, Cao Heng, Cheng Chen, Tui Poong, Gui Ning, etc., were scrambled for by people in the world hundreds of years after the death of their masters.

Wang Qianshan had a predestined relationship with swords since he was a child. When he was one year old, he performed a Zhou Zhou ceremony. He didn't take gold and silver, and he didn't touch the scrolls. Instead, he crawled to the farthest peach wood sword, and finally held the wooden sword tightly in his hand. In my hand, I can't even pull it off.

Wang Bingquan and his wife lost their smiles on the spot when they saw this scene. Such a good son, why did he choose the mahogany sword? Could it be that he is going to be a Taoist priest in the future, so what about the incense of the Wang family?
Seeing this, Pan Ziqian stood up to make a rescue, saying that the Taomu sword may not necessarily represent a monk, but may also become a generation of heroes, and it turned out that what he said was right.

Wang Qianshan had no talent for reading since he was a child, and he would go out and fight with people every day or two. Wang Gangquan had no choice but to teach his son martial arts to calm him down. Unexpectedly, after a few years of quiet life, this kid started clamoring to enter the world again.

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As a father, Wang Gangquan couldn't let his son do whatever he wanted on the surface, but he was also worried that one day he would sneak out and be hacked to death on the street. He hesitated again and again, and finally took out the fragments of Frost and Cold to recast a weapon for him.

In the battle with aconite, Frost and Cold shattered into dozens of pieces. Wang Gangquan searched for a long time, but still couldn't gather them all. These pieces have been stored in the storage bag.

Later, he found a semicircular piece of metal in the corner of the storage bag. The metal was shaped like white steel, and the whole body was engraved with cloud patterns. It seemed that it was cut from something. Wang Gangquan tried to inject spiritual energy, and it turned out to emit white light.

Men have a natural interest in tinkering with swords, Wang Bingquan immediately decided to forge this piece of metal into the new sword.

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He first found a local blacksmith shop, negotiated the price, and kept the frost shards and white steel. The next day, the blacksmith shop returned the silver and things, saying that they couldn't do the job.

Fortunately, Wang Qianshan reacted in time, turned over to avoid the attack, and then rushed out, about to break through the surrounding encirclement.

Afterwards, the Crystal Palace sent disciples to seek revenge. It is said that they are masters on the martial arts list.

The thieves usually sell private salt together, kill the weak and run away when they see the strong. They have long formed a tacit understanding that needs no words.

Wang Fengdong was overjoyed when he heard the words, it seemed that he had guessed right, this down-and-out beggar dressed as a beggar might really be a famous teacher.

However, at the moment of life and death, no one cared about these details. The thieves who were targeted by the young man quickly raised his knife to stop him. Due to the tragic death of his previous companion, he did not pin all his hopes on the machete with a thick back. Just passing by, deflected the blow with ingenuity.

As the local snake on the Gobi Desert, thieves are naturally not afraid of powerful alien dragons. Even if you are one of the best factions in the world, you have to lie down obediently when you come to this barren land.

Even so, a hole was cut off the blade of the machete. Surprised, the thieves took a few steps back and shouted:

"Boss, this kid's saber cuts iron like mud, maybe it's a famous treasure on the weapon list."

Wang Gangquan changed his family again when he was suspicious, but this time the result was the same as last time - he couldn't do it.

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After a whole afternoon, there were clanging noises in the ordnance factory, and then the sound became louder and louder, and the whole factory building shook until the evening, when the vibration stopped abruptly. Tired, but there is an extra long sword in his hand.

For the boy who was alone, Wang Fengdong undoubtedly regarded him as a dead person.It doesn't matter how sharp the weapons are, after all, two fists are no match for four hands. In addition, they are also one of the best fighters of the Salt Gang, and they are like wolves playing sheep, alternately trying to consume each other to death.

It was the twelfth lunar month at that time, and Wang Bingquan simply brought Baigang back to the capital. There was an iron-making blast furnace in the Ordnance Factory of the Ministry of Industry. The temperature was so high that pig iron could be turned into molten iron. Wang Bingquan put Baigang into the furnace and burned it for a whole morning. It was still a cold piece.

After careful questioning, he found out that the quality of white steel is very special, and it still does not change color after being calcined in the furnace for a long time. The craftsmen tried to hit it with a hammer, but the hammer was almost smoking, but there was still no change.

The horse under the young man didn't feel much better, every time the force of the sword, axe and ax fell on it, it had just eaten and drank enough, but the several hundred catties still made Malt's limbs tremble for a while. In the end, the horse Finally unable to hold on anymore, he fell to his knees with a plop.

At this time, if you observe carefully, you will find that the blade of the long sword under the bright moonlight seems to have countless auspicious cloud patterns stacked together, which will make people dazzled at a glance.

While thinking about countermeasures, Wang Gangquan injected spiritual power. While the metal in his hand glowed softly, the temperature seemed to rise a little. Wang Gangquan raised his eyebrows, as if he had found a way to inject more spiritual power. This time, the temperature of the white steel was obviously higher than before. Improved a lot.

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Back to the present, the young Wang Qianshan succeeded in one blow, and the sword directly pierced the neck of the thieves through the copper hammer, blood splashed everywhere, the young man drew his sword and slashed again, the target was another thug next to him.

Before, there was a woman who claimed to be the Crystal Palace of Biyun Mountain, with a willow waist and jade face, and her attitude was cold. She killed several gangs of thieves with the secret "Water Column Kungfu", but she accidentally fell for the trick and was stripped naked and dragged away. He was abused wantonly on horseback, and he didn't close his eyes until he died.

Wang Qianshan has been completely passive since he killed a person by surprise for the first time. He was overwhelmed by the weapons coming from all directions. If he hadn't relied on the sharpness of the weapon in his hand, he would have been beheaded by the horse long ago.

In this piece of land, no one from the rivers and lakes dares to say that they can run amok, but there is a way that one thing descends one thing, and a thief who has always been lawless in front of outsiders can only behave as a man with his tail between his legs in the desert. General Wu Ying, who controls the northwest line, has always been good at taking them out.

Seeing that the situation was not good, Wang Qianshan quickly turned around on the spot, the long sword spun around his body, and there was a "ping, ping, ping, ping, ping" sound of weapons colliding immediately.

After finally evading the fatal attack, a layer of cold sweat broke out all over the boy, but before he could catch his breath, an iron rod fell on his head and face. Stab again.

Hearing the sound of breaking through the air, Wang Qianshan already knew his end, and couldn't help sighing secretly, "My life is over."

At this moment, a few small sounds of "whoosh whoosh" suddenly came from the wind, and the bandit who was sitting on the horse a moment ago flew upside down. Feather arrows.

Three sounds means three arrows, and three arrows means three lives. There were only five or six thieves who came here to chase, and half of them died in one fell swoop.