Fishing the Myriad Heavens

Beifeng felt aggrieved at this moment, and co-authored nothing more? He didn't even give himself a voucher, wouldn't this old guy want corruption?

Many people on the side looked eccentrically to the north wind and whispered.

Beifeng felt something was wrong, and hurriedly surrounded him with his mental strength.

"Hey? What do you say the Detective of the Terracotta Army will cast out this time?"

One man looked strange, and his gaze toward the north wind was full of sympathy.

"Who knows what the Terracotta Deacon will mold out, after all, the Mercenary Deacon is famous."

Another was whispering.

"I feel hungry. After all, this son actually dared to scold the terracotta deacon. You must know that a poor disciple received a shining stone, and then paid a lot of the remaining treasures for the terracotta elder to cast a spear. As a result, the terracotta warrior The deacon cast a pair of sledgehammers. "

The other said gloatably.

"Brother, the poor disciple you said is me."

A young man was suffering a face, holding two sledgehammers in his hands.

"You're pretty good. I lost my family and let the deacon of Terracotta Army build a three-foot sword for me. As a result, you can see what the forge is. If it wasn't for him to be a great deacon, I wouldn't be able to fight it. Cut him long ago! "

A woman was about to cry and took a one-person machete from the space ring.

"Ha ha ha ha ha, sorry."

The others couldn't help but laughed outright, watching the others glaring at each other, apologizing, and then glanced at each other, his face flushed red.

The more Beifeng heard, the more he felt unreliable. Wouldn't his own shark-tooth sword be forged into such strange things?

The strength of Beifeng is much higher than this group of people. The words conveyed by this group of people were all heard by Beifeng, and Beifeng felt some drumming in his heart.

Under the investigation of mental strength, several people's weapons were also understood by Beifeng. They were very good weapons, which stood out from the same class.

But can you compare a sword with a machete?

Even if the texture is the same, it is obviously higher to hold the sword!

A picture emerged in Beifeng's mind at this time, and he wins snow in white, but the next moment he took a machete out of his body, which was simply unbearable!

Beifeng shuddered and wanted to rush into the hall without a word.

"boom!"

A defensive hood rose, and the north wind hit the defensive hood of the main hall, leaving the north wind standing on the spot.

"The hood didn't even feel me!"

Beifeng was very surprised. He was so powerful that he couldn't find out how strong the array master was.

This defensive hood is extremely strange. When the north wind entered the area inside the defensive hood, this large group recovered, and the north wind was rejected by students.

This led to the whole of Beifeng as if he did not rush into a defensive cover.

Beifeng was dumbfounded. After this big burst of recovery, Beifeng was already able to perceive a part of the power of this big burst.

I'm afraid I need to use all my energy to break this big battle.

In this city, I am afraid that Qing Tianwei will teach himself how to learn to keep a low profile.

Beifeng reluctantly, turned and left with a sense of uneasiness.

Five days later, Qingtianwei knocked on the gate of Beifeng Courtyard.

The sword is cast!

Beifeng followed the Qingtianwei away, and he was all upset along the way. Now he ca n’t regret it anymore. He has already contributed a lot, and it ’s impossible to let him spit it out again.

"You need to be mentally prepared. There is no problem with the skill of the Terracotta Warrior's refining machine. Even the sect's gate can surpass the skill of the Terracotta Warrior's deficiencies. If it is not a limitation, the skill of the Terracotta Warrior's refiner must Stronger, but the terracotta deacon acted with his heart, what was cast, and I have never seen anyone except the terracotta deacon. "

Qing Tianwei in front of the north wind with a smile in his eyes reminded to the north wind.

"Rest assured, I'm ready for it."

Beifeng said weakly, Beifeng was going to pinch his nose and recognize it. Turn back and recast it.

"That's good. I was afraid that you could not accept it for a while. I wanted a disciple to lose his house and let the deacon create a demon moonwheel for him. As a result, the deacon created a black pot for him. The disciple couldn't accept it for a while. The result was naturally self-evident, and he was half-dead by the hot-tempered deacon. "

Qing Tianwei looked weird and told the north wind.

Beifeng no longer wanted to hear what Qingtianwei said, but he was uneasy. You still came and pierced my heart. Isn't this person indifferent?

When the long road came to an end, after taking the north wind outside the hall, the Qingtianwei stood aside and motioned for the north wind to enter.

This time, there was no matrix formation blocking it. The north wind entered it very smoothly. When it was about to enter the hall, the north wind glanced back, just to see the Qingtianwei who brought himself looked at the hall with a burning eyes, with Looking forward.

From the perspective of Beifeng, the Qingtianwei looked embarrassed and smiled at Beifeng.

"This Qingtianwei has been boring to this extent? This guy is clearly waiting for a good show!"

Beifeng had some words in his heart ~ www.readwn.com ~ The deacon of the Terracotta Warrior is really loud. Cooperating with these people knows, he just entered it?

To this day, the north wind has settled down, and once it has come, it is settled.

Anyway, things are a foregone conclusion, and I can only accept it.

"You're here. There are still 20 surplus gold. If you don't use these 20 gold, you can sell it to the old man. The total price is 600,000 contribution points, so you can make up 80,000 contribution points to I'll be fine. "

The old man was no longer the stern face he had seen before, with a smile on his face.

"Deacon, do you mean that I will contribute 80,000 points to you in addition to the twenty shortages ?!"

Beifeng felt like he was pitted. Good guy, I could n’t bear a smile on my face. Instead, I and I also smiled on my face. Rebuilding a sword always cost more than a million contribution points!

"Well, the little guy is rude, this is still the price charged by the old man. If another person loses two million points and contributes to the old man to eat it! Try it, if you are not satisfied, the old man will compensate you for your loss!"

The Terracotta Army snorted, the smile disappeared, and threw a thing in a huff, flying towards the north wind.

"Ok?"

The north wind conditionedly grasped the oncoming object, and a strong force came from it, making the north wind back three steps in a row.

"Well? This little guy is really good."

The terracotta warrior was shocked, and he was ready to teach this little guy a surprise. He dared to doubt himself and mastered the magic with his own strength and strength. It was enough to make the little guy in a panic and hurt himself. This little guy is just a few steps back.

"This sword?"

Beifeng also saw the weapon in front of him at this time, it was a sword!

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