Rebirth of the Urban Immortal Emperor

A weapon can only be touched, and it can send out such a powerful attack. What a terrifying weapon is this after all.

What Zhang Yifeng didn't know at this time was that the blood on his hand had been stained on the hilt of the giant sword just now. But the strange thing is that the blood was actually absorbed by the hilt of the giant sword.

This change is so small that even Zhang Yifeng didn't notice it.

Surprisingly, Zhang Yifeng once again walked towards the giant sword that seemed to be unruly.

Once again, Zhang Yifeng's hand was on the hilt of the giant sword, but what is surprising is that this time, no black light burst from the giant sword. The giant sword seemed to suddenly become docile.

Zhang Yifeng didn't dare to relax the slightest, the whole body's aura flowed wildly, ready to deal with that strange black light.

Suddenly, a cheerful mood flooded into Zhang Yifeng's mind.

Zhang Yifeng was shocked, because this sentiment came from the giant sword that flew him twice.

A weapon capable of possessing emotions is definitely not an ordinary weapon!

Cang!

Zhang Yifeng pulled it up, and what shocked him was that the huge sword weighing tens of thousands of catties was only a thousand catties and a hundred catties. He has never used aura, but it is quite easy to lift.

"How could this be?" Zhang Yifeng frowned. This giant sword was made of Chijing Iron Mother and added with Xuanzhong real steel. He just hopes this is a heavy weapon. Unexpectedly, before the quenching process, the huge sword, which was still weighing ten thousand catties, was now reduced by ten times!

There were many doubts in his mind, but Zhang Yifeng took it to the podium and placed it on the table in front of the judges.

boom!

However, the moment the giant sword was placed on the table, the entire table collapsed!

"It's such a heavy sword, it collapsed the table." A judge said in shock.

"Could it be that this giant sword has recovered its weight again?" Zhang Yifeng's heart moved, and he reached out and took the giant sword on the ground again.

To his disappointment, the weight of the great sword has not recovered, and it still feels very light.

A wry smile appeared on Zhang Yifeng's face, it seemed that the quality of the table was too poor.

"Please let us take a look at your great sword."

One of the oldest blacksmiths reacted first.

Zhang Yifeng nodded and handed the giant sword over.

But just when the blacksmith's hand was about to touch the giant sword, the black light appeared again. Fortunately, the old forge had taken precautions early and retreated in time.

"Be quiet!" Zhang Yifeng shouted. He didn't know why he yelled like this, but after he yelled, a feeling of aggrieved feeling came from the giant sword.

Zhang Yifeng's heart moved, could this great sword understand what he said?

But how is this possible, a sword capable of possessing emotions, in Lingyue Continent, is at least an eighth rank or higher! Moreover, the Tier 8 weapon just has the feeling of being connected by blood. The sword of emotion can only be done by the holy artifact, right?

But now it is absolutely impossible for him to forge a holy artifact.

Zhang Yifeng thought, he tried to say something to the giant sword: obediently obedient.

The next moment, a calm mood suddenly came from the giant sword.

Zhang Yifeng's pupils shrank several times, and sure enough, this sword seemed to be able to read his mind. Is this emotional or connected with him? But no matter which kind, he can not forge it. Even if he claims to forge genius.

Could it be...

Soul blood casting!

Soon, Zhang Yifeng thought of the answer, perhaps this is the magic of soul blood casting. The sword did not give birth to the spirit, but Zhang Yifeng gave the sword soul, that is, the man-chewing beast!

"Dear judges, there should be no problems now."

Noting that the giant sword was quiet, Zhang Yifeng spoke again.

The old judge nodded, but he didn't dare to directly hold the great sword, but first touched the dark back of the great sword with his finger.

This time, no black light broke out from the great sword.

Zhang Yifeng took the initiative to pick up the giant sword and handed it to the old judges. The old judges only felt a huge weight coming and could hardly control it. It seemed that the giant sword was about to get out of hand.

boom!

Finally, the sword fell on the ground.

too heavy!

"what happened?"

Other judges have spoken.

"too heavy?"

"weight?"

"Well, this sword is at least ten thousand catties."

"what!"

There was a younger judge who didn't believe it, and wanted to raise the sword.

This judge has a strong body and a strong cultivation base. He is a master in the middle of the martial madman.

However, when he reached out and touched the giant sword, the weight of ten thousand jins came from the giant sword. He couldn't lift it up for a while.

"drink!"

With a low growl, the judge's internal strength surged, and it seemed that he had taken out the strength to feed on milk. Otherwise, you will lose face.

Finally, the sword was lifted by the judges, but he just put it down when it was lifted. It was too heavy! The sword was really too heavy, he could barely lift it.

boom!

The judges re-inserted the giant sword on the ground and greeted several other judges to come over and comment together.

For a time, ten judges gathered around the dark giant sword to comment.

After some observation, many judges began to shake their heads.

On the forging stage, the hearts of Qin Kuang, Nan Xin and others all raised their throats. Could it be that the weapons forged by Zhang Yifeng were not favored by the judges.

Aside, Xia Xia and Jiang Chunzhu's faces finally showed a touch of joy.

"With so many tricks, it will eventually fail." Jiang Chunzhu whispered. If you are not optimistic about the judges, your results will not be too good. His work is favored by the most respected judges.

After about ten minutes of discussion, the judges told Luo Badao the result.

When Luo Badao heard the result, a stunned expression flashed across his face, but he quickly returned to normal. He sighed slightly and stood in the middle of the rostrum.

"I believe everyone has been looking forward to this moment for a long time, so I will now announce the top three winners!"

As soon as Luo's overbearing words were finished, the ten blacksmiths became a little nervous. Although many of them knew that they would definitely miss the championship, they still had a hint of fantasy in their hearts.

"The third place winner is..." Luo Badao deliberately prolonged his voice, "Puda!"

A dark man's face suddenly filled with ecstasy. He originally thought that the top three must be in the summer when Jiang Chunzhu and Zhang Yifeng came into being, but he didn't expect that he won the third place.

Although the third place was missed, there was still a generous reward.

"The second place winner is...Summer!"

A disappointed light appeared on Xia Xia's face. He glanced at Jiang Chunzhu and shook his head helplessly. In this forging, he almost tried his best, but in the end he failed to win the championship. Is this Jiang Chunzhu's thing better than himself?

Zhang Yifeng's face sank, and an ominous premonition rose. Jiang Chunzhu's works are not much different from Xia Xia's works. Since Puda has won the third place, then the first place must be Jiang Chunzhu.