Chapter 1242

"Good strength! Since I came here, I saw the master who made the giant sword for the first time."

"Hum! Don't be hypocritical! I've heard that you destroy people's swords here, and then take the opportunity to deceive them! If you can break my swords today, we'll get rid of the water in the well, or you'll get out of here immediately!"

"This is a little difficult for people," said Ye Feng with a bitter face, staring at the Banmen sword.

"This is to let you, otherwise you will lose more miserably than Jianyi!"

"In that case, it can only be a war. Look at the sword!"

Ye Feng said to fight without any humility. Huoer's Kung Fu also raised twelve points of spirit. Although she was on the ground, she couldn't show her Dharma appearance, the sword body was also covered by chaotic fire, and the surrounding space was constantly collapsed, looking like a bottomless pit.

At the beginning, the half child opposite didn't take Ye Feng's swordsmanship and sword seriously until he saw the flame on the fire sword. At this time, Ye Feng has bullied himself. If he wants to avoid the direct attack of the fire sword, he must use his body method to retreat. But as soon as he finished talking big, the first move was beaten back, and there was no need to ask for his face. He stretched out his left hand to hold the back of the sword, swung the Banmen sword, and patted it against Ye Feng.

This guy is really upright. He knows that his sword can't stand chaotic fire, and he won't use his sword intention and cultivation

Ye Feng thought that he had no mercy on his hand. Mao had all his strength and condensed it on the tip of the fire sword. A sword was on the middle line of the Banmen sword. There was only a loud noise in his ears. The tip of the fire sword was smashed more than an inch, and the opposite Banmen sword was burned into a black hole the size of a fist!

"Hehe, it's good for us to break Hongmeng's treasure!" Ye Feng stroked the fire sword with a smile, and the broken sword tip immediately recovered as before.

"You can see this baby!"

"I can't see that it's a small thing. If you don't want to be recognized, first, go quickly, and second, come with me. If you still want to compete again, I'm willing to accompany you." Ye Feng said, holding a sword flower in his hand and returning the fire sword back to the scabbard.

"If it's broken, you can help me recast it?" the half child asked heartlessly.

"No, I can't make this heavenly baby." Ye Feng shook his head and said.

"Ah! It can't be repaired. You broke it! This is! This is..."

"What is it? You say so?"

Banmen sword is a natural stone tablet in the world of Zang Feng. After Lingbao daozun came, he personally integrated a wisp of divine thoughts into it and helped it achieve Hongmeng's most precious treasure. Ye Feng could not recognize this thing, but he recognized the breath of Lingbao Taoist Zun. He cheated the half eldest child a little, and sure enough, he cheated it out. As for who the half child is, you can imagine the value of Hongmeng Zhibao.

"This... This is the treasure given by the master. You said it was broken and recast, so I took it out for fun! I don't care. You broke the sword. You have to repair it today, or you have to repair it! Otherwise... Or I'll fight with you!" the half child said a round of board door sword. As a result, he saw the black hole in the middle, and his distressed tears were about to come out.

"My master's strength is limited here. If he wants to recast the sword, he must at least restore his full strength." Qixia appeared and joked with a smile.

"This is still limited! If it is not limited, it will break my baby!"

Qixia didn't make any more noise, indicating default. Ye Feng didn't ask Qixia to go back. The master and servant fiddled with their fingers and one held the handle of the sword to look into the distance. They saw several beaten sword gods who had tangled up a group of friends and flew over angrily.

"Let's go. If someone recognizes you, he will lose his hair. It's not easy for me to continue learning here. As for your sword, when will the sword ancestor let me go and return my means?"

After Ye Feng said that, he took Qixia and went to the camp. Half the children looked at his back, and a group of silly sword gods behind him stamped their feet and disappeared.

"Master, is that really creation God of the this world?" Huoer asked when he saw no one around.

"If not, it's his part, otherwise where's the chaotic body and the Hongmeng treasure?"

"Hey, hey, hey! Comfortable, that was really comfortable!" Huoer said with a giggle as soon as he heard it.

"It's a pity that I didn't meet that kind of treasure, otherwise I'll refine the body of Hongmeng Zhibao for you." Ye Feng also looked greedy.

"Hongmeng Zhibao is stingy! It's better to change the body of the creation artifact..." Huoer smiled and stared at Ye Feng's arm.

"Bastard! You know I'm afraid of pain and dare to say this! Besides, if you break my arm, you know how many years it will take to get back completely!!"

"It's not against the law to talk about it... Besides, I didn't think I could have such a day just because of your stingy spirit." Huoer stared at his thigh again this time.

Ye Feng seemed to be really angry. In the next few days, he threw the fire sword to Bai Jie. He didn't know where to find a fire artifact sword and pretended to wear it on him. Huoer started to speak ill of him behind his back, but a year later, Ye Feng's original artifact was broken and she couldn't sit still when she didn't come to find Huoer!

"You deserve it! I call you deser! You dare to say that to the bad man, knowing that he is afraid of pain. He really doesn't want you this time! You, follow my mother!"

"Just follow me. Anyway, I'm the sword spirit of your family. Can you still leave me here..."

Time flies. Ye Feng practices and casts swords every day. In his spare time, he understands the meaning of those stolen swords. In the twinkling of an eye, it will be twelve years. The middle half of the child came once and brought many advanced materials and natural and earth treasures. Ye Feng was no longer difficult for him. After trying to repair him, his appearance was restored, but as long as you pay attention to your feelings, you can detect the faint anger in the sword. In desperation, half the child had to make an appointment with Ye Feng to repair it when he left.

On this day, Ye Feng cast the sword at home as usual, with a feeling of a quadruple sword. Although the person who commissioned the sword casting didn't explain the meaning of the sword, Ye Feng felt a faint sadness while casting. It doesn't feel like remembering your relatives and missing your hometown, or the pain of parting between men and women, but like compassion

In other words, Ye Feng's sword intention really belongs to him. There is only one sword intention to protect him. With the passage of time, many changes have taken place in his mind. Therefore, even if he contacts the advanced sword meaning every day and knows how to promote the sword meaning, the guardian sword meaning is not inch in.

From the current situation, if ye Feng changes to understand other sword meanings, even cultivating weak water sword meanings can achieve something in a short time. But as the only obsession, Ye Feng didn't want to give up, nor did he think he would give up, so he didn't understand other sword meanings. But just after feeling the unknown sword meaning, the guardian sword meaning without any progress suddenly appeared at Ye Feng's fingertips out of thin air!