Tianlong's scourge of martial arts

Not long after, Feng Lin walked in with a blank face. After meeting Zhang Feng, he stood aside and watched Ou Datie and others forging swords seriously.

Having not seen Feng Lin for many days, Zhang Feng glanced at him and felt that he was much thinner. Compared with the high-spirited a few days ago, he was more quiet and slumped.

'It is estimated that there is no progress on Dao Baifeng's side. ' Zhang Feng secretly guessed in his heart.But it didn't stop there, he had too many things to do, and Feng Lin's relationship problems hadn't been kept in his mind at all. After all, he was not a nanny, so it was impossible for him to be so concerned about his affairs.

The two of them stood quietly watching Ou Datie forging the sword.

Unbeknownst to Zhang Feng, the sky outside the mountainside was gradually getting dark.A large number of clouds from far to near, gathered on the top of the mountain.The clouds turned from white to gray, from gray to dark, and then from dark to black, the blackness was frightening.

Rumble!A series of purple thunderbolts, like dragons and snakes, rise and fall in the black clouds.

At Zhujianchi, Zhang Feng also felt that something was wrong. Before he came, the weather outside was comfortable, the sky was clear and cloudless.But at this time, the rolling thunder could be heard clearly even in the mountainside.Moreover, the thunder started half an hour ago, and it has been ringing continuously, and the sound is getting louder and louder, and finally even the ground feels a strong shock.

According to the legend, there are ten great swords in ancient times, each of which is accompanied by a legendary vision.

"The ancestor Ou Yezi forged the Zhanlu Sword in Zhanlu Mountain, which is second only to Xuanyuan Sword. The sword's success also pierces the sky, the sun and the moon compete for glory, the stars avoid color, and ghosts and gods cry. Today, Ou Datie relies on the glory of our ancestors. , Gathering thousands of years of fortune, it will surely be cast into an unprecedented magic weapon." Ou Datie's eyes were full of surprise, his lips trembled excitedly, tears were brewing in his eyes, and he was about to roll down.

Taking out the magic weapon again, Ou Datie knew that this was the last forging, and held up the hammer made of black iron, his arm muscles bulged.With a hammer strike, thunder exploded outside.The wall in the cave vibrated, and a cluster of dust was shaken down.

"This is the real magic weapon." Zhang Feng watched as Ou Datie knocked, and there was a thunder outside. This kind of weapon accompanied by the vision of heaven and earth is by no means the weapon that cuts iron like mud in the martial arts. can be compared.

Feng Lin, who was standing beside him, looked at the two magic weapons with burning eyes, his eyes were full of naked longing, who doesn't like the supreme magic weapons?

"Did he really succeed?" The sweeping monk who was imprisoned in the sky prison sighed with awareness.I originally thought that the weapons cast by the gods with all the manpower and material resources, even if they were strong, would not cut iron like mud.But I didn't expect that the birth of this divine weapon would be accompanied by this vision of heaven and earth. This is almost a weapon that does not belong to the world.I'm afraid even if the golden bell cover is practiced to great success.It is also like paper paste in front of it, easily broken.

"In the world, no one can compete with him anymore." The old monk's tone was low, full of worry and despair about the future.

"The movement still hasn't disappeared, which means he hasn't succeeded yet. Brat, hurry up and find a way to escape, or our lives will be on the line when he succeeds." Child Elder yelled urgently.During this period of time, the two of them were forced to draw blood every day, and she knew the reason why the devil had arrested them.It is to provide blood to the divine soldiers.If the divine weapon is forged, the lives of the two worthless people will probably be over.

Clang!Clang!

The old monk tugged at the iron chain on his arm, with a wry smile on his face: "It's tied with such a thick black iron. It's a fool's dream to escape." The black iron is different from other irons. If it is an ordinary iron chain, he can still break free. , but Xuantie.The old monk could only smile wryly.

……

Rumble!

With the explosion of thunder, the atmosphere in the cave seemed very depressing, as if a big stone was pressing on his heart.Breathing is a bit obscure.

boom!

When Ou Datie hit the final blow, the thunder that resounded through the world became the only one in the world.The huge cave trembled suddenly, and everyone felt goosebumps all over their bodies, as if a prehistoric beast had appeared and was staring at them.

The disciples of the divine religion outside suddenly discovered a shocking thing.

"Huh? What's going on? My sword is trembling?"

"So is my knife!"

"It's really evil, there is no reason, how can the sword move so well?"

Not only the religion of God, Tubo, Xixia, Liao, Dali and even the Song Dynasty, all swords are abnormal.

Someone put the swords on the ground and found that they were actually moving, and the point of the sword and the point of the knife pointed to the same place.Stretch out your hand and move them so that they point to the east, but soon they shifted back.

"Buddhas have ten thousand Buddhas, and now this sword is ten thousand swords?" A young man looked at the moving sword on the table, rubbed his chin and muttered.

Ou Datie stared at the flames and walked up the stone steps step by step.Seeing that the front was covered by flames, and there were only two blurred shadows, he was dazed, his past experience flashed in his mind like lightning.

After a long time, Ou Datie came back to his senses, turned his head to look at Zhang Feng, and said: "My ancestors of the Ou family vowed to forge a magic weapon that surpassed their ancestors. Now it is completed in my hands. The magic weapon enlightens the spirit. But I still have concerns in my heart, my daughter is still in your hands, I hope you can let her go, and ensure that she lives a safe life."

Ou Datie is a person who can dedicate his life to forging skills, and Zhang Feng is full of admiration.His lips moved slightly, and he said something to Ou Datie through the method of sound transmission. "I am Zhang Feng, and Jingyan is my wife. She is more important than my life."

He only talked about the relationship between the two, but these words were deeper than solemn promises.

Ou Datie is a respectable person, Zhang Feng thinks that he can leave with peace of mind.It's not that he insisted on forcing Ou Datie to enlighten the spirit of the divine soldier, but he insisted on it himself.

Many people have people or things that are more important than their own lives. Husbands can fight for the innocence of their wives, parents can give their children the only lifebuoy, and senior women would rather die than become a monk.Even Zhang Feng himself, there are people more important than his own life.

It is rare for a person to have his own persistence in his life, and it is also a joyful thing to be able to sacrifice his life for his own persistence.

There is no doubt that Ou Datie regards casting swords more important than his own life.Even if someone could sacrifice for him, Ou Datie would not agree, he would not allow someone to enlighten his spirit at the last moment.

Although Ou Datie was shocked by Zhang Feng's secret, he also let go of his obsession in an instant.With a clear mind, he approached step by step without any worries.

"These two swords restrain each other, coexist and destroy at the same time, I hope you can do it yourself." Ou Datie issued a final warning to Zhang Feng, and then the whole person jumped into the flames. (To be continued..)