Chapter 1208

"Little fat man, are you proud of the first day of the weapon refining clan? His accomplishments have been compared by this guy. " At will has been silly Baiyun day thrown on the ground, let the boy silly self talk, Xiang Yang is looking at the little fat man baiyunfei, face with the tone of teasing.

The little fat man looked at Xiang Yang with a depressed look in his heart and pleaded on his face, "boss, you must promise me that you can't kill people, or you can kill me first..."

At the moment, the little fat man really regretted his death. He knew that Xiang Yang would kill him. Even if he killed him, he would not call the people of the weapon refining clan.

Remembering that he was smart enough to make his master come as quickly as possible by deceiving him, the little fat man's heart trembled and his face no longer had a smile, only remorse and pleading.

"Forget it, for the sake of protecting me, I'll teach them a lesson." Xiang Yang thinks it's enough to play with the little fat man, so he says with a smile.

"Seriously?" The little fat man's eyes lit up after listening.

"Believe it or not." Xiang Yang rolled his eyes. He was relieved to see the boy. Fortunately, there was no medicine to save him. It was not true that there was antipathy in his brain. Since he knew that he was afraid, he was not a very pit man, and he was not unable to communicate.

"I believe what the boss said. You are my boss." The little fat man's expression changes too fast. After Xiang Yang agrees, he immediately smiles, and then returns the question to the one Xiang Yang asked him. He looks at the white cloud sky with disgust.

"Boss, don't you mean to disgust me by comparing me with him? This boy can unite the golden elixir. He has exhausted all his efforts. Do you think it is possible for him to cultivate to the present level with his own strength? People with a clear eye can see that this boy is able to cultivate to the later stage of the golden elixir because of external forces. I'm really practicing one step at a time. Although I'm just in the middle stage of the golden elixir, I can fight ten for this boy. "

"Do you think your talent is very strong?" Xiang Yang asked with a light smile.

If the little fat man didn't plead for himself just now and let Xiang Yang see that this guy is not really a pit, Xiang Yang would never bother to talk to him so much. However, when the boy's back panicked and begged himself not to hurt the weapon refiner, Xiang Yang felt that he could cultivate this guy well.

"Of course, I'm so gifted that no one can compare with me?" The little fat man said with a proud look on his face.

"Then, don't you feel that as such a" genius ", you should be shamed that you have been left behind by Baiyun Tian in your cultivation?" Xiang Yang asked again.

"That's because this guy is relying on external forces. I'm totally cultivating myself." The little fat man retorted.

"If it's me, no matter whether the other party is promoted by external force or not, in a word, I'd like to strengthen myself step by step, and at the same time, I can't be surpassed by him, because I'm the strongest. No matter what means the other party uses, it's impossible to surpass me. With my own efforts, I can absolutely surpass anyone, no matter whether the other party has external force or not We can't make excuses for our help. " Xiang Yang is carrying hands light said.

At this moment, Xiang Yang has a very strong self-confidence rising up, he has not been lack of self-confidence, even if the heaven and earth in front of him, he has self-confidence, can smash a punch, no one can surpass him, he has self-confidence, even if he is not as good as some old monsters, but as long as you give him a little time, he can meet First catch up.

It is this kind of indomitable self-confidence that is needed to meet Xiang Yang and other real monsters.

"This It seems reasonable. " After hearing this, the little fat man was stunned, and then his eyes looked at Xiang Yang. When he saw the confident look on Xiang Yang's face, he seemed to be infected by Xiang Yang, and his heart trembled and said, "boss, I understand that although my talent can't be compared with you, I can't let Baiyun Tian compare, no matter whether he relies on external force or not He hasn't got the creation of heaven and earth yet, but I have. With my own efforts, I have to surpass him. That's right. "

"Good boy, you can understand."

After hearing this, Xiang Yang immediately laughed and patted the little fat man on the shoulder. After thinking about it, he directly took out a golden sword from the "nashen ring". It was the best spirit level sword that he made from the main branch of the archaic magic tree when he was in the world of blood cultivation.

"Hum..."

This is the first time that Xiang Yang has taken out the magic weapon refined by the blood world in this world. As soon as this sword appears, a strong and unparalleled sword will burst out, and a golden sword spirit will turn into a golden sword spirit pillar and rush into the sky with a bright breath.

At this moment, in the void, surging, with a powerful force in constant rolling."This Is this the best weapon

The little fat man spat and looked at Xiang Yang's golden sword with an unbelievable look on his face.

This is the best spirit weapon. Even the little fat man is known as the master of weapon refining. However, his most proud method is that he can only produce a inferior spirit weapon until now, and it's only because of his good luck that he can succeed in refining it.

And the best spirit weapon is out of reach for him. Even his master, the giant of the weapon refiner, can only produce the best spirit weapon under normal circumstances. It's because he was lucky and had a chance to produce the best spirit weapon. As for the best spirit weapon, it's unthinkable.

Among the Taoist schools, although there are some top-quality spiritual tools, they are all handed down from ancient times. They are all in the hands of the major Taoist giants. Even the weapon refining school, which started as a weapon refining school, must have a rich family background. It has more than one top-quality spiritual tool, but it is also in the hands of the master of the school. He is usually a little fat man I'm not even qualified to have a look.

At this moment, when the little fat man's eyes looked at the magic sword, he suddenly felt trembling in his heart, and the whole person looked at the sword in a daze.

"Do you like it?" Xiang Yang asked with a soft smile.

"I like it." Little fat man's head was burning like a chicken pecking rice. He thought Xiang Yang was rubbish. It was a magic sword of the highest level. Which one of the practitioners would not like it, not to mention that he was an instrument refiner who loved magic weapons more than anything else. At the moment, his mind was attracted by this golden magic sword of the highest level. There was no magic sword at all Any spare time to pay attention to Xiang Yang.

"Do you want it?" Xiang Yang asked again.

"I want to..." The little fat man nodded habitually, and then came back to himself, looking at Xiang Yang with an incredible look on his face, "old, old You, what did you say? "

At the thought of Xiang Yang's plan to give him this magic sword of the highest level, the little fat man's breath was short, his heart beat fast, and his face flushed. If it wasn't for him to be a practitioner in the golden elixir period, he would have been too excited to bear it.

"From now on, this sword is yours." Xiang Yang light said at the same time, he just like throwing garbage, very casually directly to the small fat man in front of a sword of the best level of spirit, and then carrying his hands looking at the small fat man.

"Ah..."

"Really Do you really give it to me? "

The little fat man's eyes were fixed on the golden sword with the highest level of spirit weapon, and he stammered when he spoke.

"If you don't want to, you can tell me. I won't force you." Although Xiang Yang knows that the little fat man's heart has reached an unparalleled level of love in the face of this excellent spirit weapon, he still can't help laughing and saying.

"Who said I don't want it? I want it."

As he said this, the little fat man immediately stretched out his hand to grasp the golden sword. However, just as his hand was about to touch the handle of the golden sword, a golden sword burst out on the golden sword, which directly pierced his palm.

"Ah..."

The little fat man quickly drew back his hand and lowered his head to have a look. However, he found that there was blood on his palm for a long time. Moreover, because the sword gas of this excellent spirit weapon still remained on the sword wound of his palm, his wound was not healing, but the wound was getting bigger and bigger.

"Boss I I am

The little fat man wants to cry without tears, but he thinks it's really a big shame. Xiang Yang has already left the sword in front of him, but his hand doesn't even have the ability to grasp the sword handle. The injury on his palm keeps expanding under the situation of the sword spirit. The expression on the little fat man's face is more and more helpless, and he tries to urge him His own zhenyuanli wants to get rid of the sword Qi on his palm, but he finds that his zhenyuanli can't shake the sword Qi at all. Even when the sword Qi can absorb his zhenyuanli and grow stronger, he burst into tears and can only look at Xiang Yang for help.

"Now that you have given this sword to you, you will find a way to get it yourself. You are determined to become a great master of weapon refining. If people know that you can't even accept a top-quality spirit weapon, it would be a shame." Xiang Yang is still carrying hands to ignore the little fat man, but with a look of ridicule on his face said.

"But this magic sword is so powerful that I can't help it..." The little fat man was about to cry, especially when he saw that the wound on his hand was still expanding, he just felt that the whole person was getting worse and worse.

"Boss, please If you don't do it again, my hand will be useless... " The little fat man looks at Xiang Yang pleadingly. He really wants to cry. A top-quality spirit weapon is right in front of him, but he can't connect with him. His heart is blocked."You know the deficiency of your cultivation. If you know it, you can practice it well in the future."

Xiang Yang is a stare, take the opportunity to educate the boy, however, when he is ready to help the little fat man to solve the hand injury, by the way to help him accept refining this excellent spirit sword, he heard a shout of anger in the distant sky.

"Asshole, the master of weapon refining sect, baishen sect, is here. Who dares to bully my disciples?"

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