The Magical Blacksmith

　　The elder of the Blood God Sect was killed before he could react, which made him furious: "Old Pidge, are you going to fight with my Blood God Sect?"

　　 "You only have half the sect master, why do you fight with my Lingtai Sect?" The great elder carried his hands on his back, his momentum soaring to the sky.

　　Half the overlord! The blood **** elders are like falling ice cellar.

　　 A few days ago, Lingtai Zong Su Jin pursued and killed the Sovereign of the Blood God for three days and nights, but only half of his body and his life remained.

　　 Under such circumstances, the Blood God Sect really didn't dare to go to war with the Lingtai Sect, and the elders of the Blood God Sect discovered that Li Rulong's cultivation level had improved a lot, and when he started to kill people, there was no time to stop him.

　　 In summary, the blood **** sect elder came down, but he couldn't swallow this breath.

　　The elder of the blood **** sect rolled his eyes and scolded: "Old Piff, shamelessly bullying the small!"

　　 "What's the matter, then you practice with this seat?" The elder sneered.

　　 Blood God Sect elder mocked: "Do you think our Blood God Sect is as barbarous as your Lingtai Sect?"

　　The elder of the Blood God Sect did not dare to confront Li Rulong, and now the entire sect was supported by him. If he also had an accident, the Blood God Sect would be completely finished.

　　 "There are still a few hours left before the enchantment is opened, how about letting the juniors discuss it?" The elder of the Blood God Sect proposed this.

　　 Without waiting for the elder to speak, Han Ling'er and all the disciples pulled out their swords one after another, killing them to the sky: "The disciples are willing to fight!"

　　The genius disciples on the Blood God Sect were also preparing to draw their swords and confront them, but suddenly discovered that, except for Han Linger's use of high-grade artifacts, the other disciples, Yishui's middle-grade artifacts, shit, when did the foundation-building monks have such a high standard?

　　 The disciple of the Blood God Sect silently returned the half-drawn magic sword back, not for anything else, the lower-grade magic weapon is ashamed...

　　 The elder of the Blood God Sect also discovered this clue. If Han Ling'er possesses a high-grade magic weapon, it can be guessed that it was borrowed by the elders, but all the disciples have taken out a good flying sword magic weapon, which can only show that the overall strength of the Lingtai Sect has risen a lot.

　　Blood God Sect has already broken a top ten disciple, and he categorically does not dare to risk the top ten again, otherwise he has not entered the enchantment, and I am afraid that the entire army will be wiped out.

The elder of the Blood God Sect hesitated, and suddenly saw a deacon elder next to him, and said: "Leave the disciples on both sides to fight in the enchantment of the gods, just to see that the disciple of the noble sect has extraordinary magical tools, presumably Ouyang Changtian's forging skills How about a treasure-making showdown with my sect’s treasure-forging master?"

　　 Every year when the magical enchantment is opened, two treasure-forging masters will come. Although they can't enter the magical enchantment, they can learn from the experience of forging treasures on the ruins.

　　 Ouyang Changtian was the accompanying elder of the Lingtai Sect. He was named by the Blood God Sect and asked to compete for casting treasures. Of course, he couldn't persuade him. Moreover, Han Linger and the others were not forged by him, which made Ouyang Changtian want to prove himself.

　　 The great elder has not yet decided whether to accept this challenge, Ouyang Changtian stepped forward and respectfully said: "The great elder, the disciples have understood the forging craftsmanship of high-grade artifacts a few days ago, and are sure to defeat the Yu culture."

　　 Yu Culture, is the treasure-making master of the Blood God Sect, and Ouyang Changtian belongs to the opponent between the uncle. Because Ouyang Changtian was defeated by Zhang Ye, he knew his shame and was courageous. He improved the forging technology, but he had the confidence to defeat the Nayu culture.

　　 The Great Elder thought of this, nodded, and said to the Blood God Sect, "Okay, I will give you the Blood God Sect a chance!"

The elders of the Blood God Sect had a conspiracy to succeed. Although the chief treasure forging master of each sect was only in the Golden Core Realm, that was the key to the supply of equipment for a sect. If he could defeat Ouyang Changtian in this duel, Let it be devastated, the comprehensive strength of the next generation of Blood God Sect disciples can surpass the Lingtai Sect.

　　 As for whether Yu Culture can defeat Ouyang Changtian, the elders of the Blood God Sect have not taken care of it at all. People have made progress, so is Yu Culture not progressing?

"It's unavoidable that it's a little boring because of this duel, dare you dare to place a bet?" The blood **** sect elder paused, regardless of whether the Lingtai Sect agreed or not, and continued, "Let's do this, whichever fails, the disciples will enter the gods one hour later. How is the soldier enchantment?"

　　 If you enter one hour late, the opponent will arrange to kill the game in advance, and it is very likely that your own disciples will be wiped out, but this is also an opportunity for the disciples of the Lingtai Sect to wipe out the disciples of the Blood God Sect.

　　 Because of Ouyang Changtian's guarantee, the great elder promised: "Then it's a deal."

　　 Not long after, Ouyang Changtian and Yu Wenhua set up their treasure-making tools and prepared to make treasures.

　　 Yu Culture looks like other blood **** teachers, possessing a sullen air, and skinny. He smiled and said: "Ouyang Changtian, how about forging the flying sword you are best at, the one with higher rank wins."

　　 "Alright!" Ouyang Changtian is good at forging swords, and Yu Wenhua is good at forging swords. This is related to the practice habits of the two sects, but Ouyang Changtian doesn't understand, why Yu Wenhua gives up his strengths and tries to forge swords with himself? However, Ouyang Changtian still agreed.

　　The casting treasure showdown officially began. After an hour passed, Ouyang Changtian stood pale and said, "How can it be..."

　　 Yu Culture holding a forged flying sword, Jie Jie smiled and said: "If it is a forged knife, I will be enough to build a spiritual weapon. You are no longer my opponent. What's impossible?"

Although Ouyang Changtian made top-grade magical artifacts, Yu Wenhua also made high-grade flying swords. Since they are all top-grade artifacts, according to the industry’s rules, let’s compare the brilliance and power of magical artifacts. The flying sword completely crushed Ouyang Changtian.

Hearing this, Ouyang Changtian's face was like bronzing, and suddenly a mouthful of blood spurted out. He was defeated by Zhang Ye before and spurted blood once, but he knew his shame and was brave. , Was defeated by Yu Wenhua in his best at forging flying sword...

　　 "Chang Tian!" The great elder frowned, caught Ouyang Changtian, and immediately fed the next pill, supplemented by aura's antidote power.

　　 "Great Elder, Chang Tian has lost again..." Ouyang Changtian said, "I have no face to face the sect again."

　　 "Don't you just lose a game, Chang Tian, ​​cheer up!" Ouyang Chang Tian's heart was broken, and his life was hanging by a thread. The elder was shocked and screamed.

　　 Ouyang Changtian shook his head and passed out into a coma. This duel left him with only half his life. Even if he wakes up later, he will probably be just a cripple.

　　 "Haha, Lingtai Sect, that's nothing more!" The elders of the Blood God Sect were as comfortable as drinking a bowl of cold white in the summer, and the disciples of the Blood God Sect were also encouraged, and they were so excited that they cried and howled.

　　 "Blood God Sect!" The big elder's eyes were blood red, and he shouted angrily.

　　 "When will the Lingtai Sect become unable to lose?" The blood **** sect elder laughed, "Remember, the Lingtai Sect entered the enchantment of the gods one hour later!"

　　 The great elder has a pale complexion. If the disciple inside the door enters one hour late, it would be extremely dangerous, but the shame is not the great elder's person. He immediately shouted: "Old man, there is a kind of fight between you and me. How about betting on two hours?"

　　 The elder of the blood **** sect looked stiff, how could he dare to confront Li Rulong, shaking his head and laughing: "You just pretend that I have no seed, anyway, I won't fight you."

　　 "For a duel, just compare Yu Wenhua to make a treasure, you can bet for one day, I will be fine, haha..."

　　The elder of the blood **** sect did not have the consciousness of the ancestor of the Nascent Soul, just like a spoiler, no matter how the elder agitated, he stayed still.

　　 The Great Elder was so angry that he was about to vomit blood, but he suddenly thought of something and said: "Okay, then gamble with Yu Wenhua for treasure!"

　　The elder of the Blood God Sect was taken aback, and then laughed loudly: "Li Rulong, are you confused? I admit that you fight the bulls, but you are not as good as Ouyang Changtian!"

　　As the saying goes, there is a specialization in the art industry, and the ancestors of Yuan Ying may not be able to forge top-grade magical instruments.

　　The disciples of the Lingtai Sect were also surprised. The Great Elder really wants to fight Yu Wenhua to make a treasure?

　　 "Just ask if you dare?" The elder did not explain, his eyes were burning.

　　The elder of the Blood God Sect hesitated and said with a smile: "Okay, since you are going to be ashamed, what can I not dare to do!" He paused, "Yuwenhua, defeating the elder, I remember you first class work!"

　　 "The disciple leads the life." Yu Wenhua's expression is happy, although the elder of the Lingtai Sect is a master of Yuan Ying, but the showdown makes treasure, Yu Wenhua is confident that he can sling everyone.

　　 "Great Elder, please!" Yu Wenhua was arrogant.

　　 "Who said I was going to fight you?" The elder snorted coldly, and suddenly disappeared.

　　……

　　 Blacksmith's shop, because of Xiao En, Zhang Ye will suspend business at noon and light a fire to cook.

　　 In the backyard, Zhang Yezheng and Xiao En had a great feast~www.ltnovel.com~ Although he doesn’t have to eat all meals, it’s not interesting to eat with beautiful girls.

　　 While eating, there was a thunder in the clear sky, and the blacksmith's shop trembled. Xiao En was taken aback and threw himself into Zhang Ye's arms, shivering.

　　 Somehow, Xiao En was particularly afraid of thunder. Zhang Ye smiled and patted her on the back: "It's okay, Lei Gong is punishing bad guys. Xiao En is so good and won't be beaten."

　　 Xiaoen's eyes were in tears, and she looked at the sky in fear: "No, Lei Gong likes to bully good people."

　　 Zhang Ye was a little helpless, Xiao En always said something thoughtless. It seems that this amnesia will not be healed for a while.

　　 After getting along these days, Zhang Ye really likes this Xiaoen. Of course, it is not a favorite between men and women, but treats Xiaoen as a sister. Her lively and cuteness has brought a lot of laughter and laughter to the forge.

　　 Zhang Ye comforted for a while. At this time, there was a knock on the back door: "Boss Zhang, it's me, I'm the elder."

　　 Great Elder, what do you come to the forge at this time? Zhang Ye got up, opened the back door, and was startled: "Elder, what's the big bag on your head? You were beaten?"

"Bao?" The elder touched his forehead, which was swollen like a bun. He was helpless. He saw the blacksmith's shop closed earlier and wanted to fly directly into Zhang Ye's yard. It's a big bag.

　　 "Being beaten? No experience! This is called Sanhua Juding. If you practice two more, I will reach the top!" The elder held his hands and held his head high.

　　 "Elder, then you have a nosebleed?" Zhang Ye was shocked.

　　 The great elder wiped his nose. It was really bloody. He paused: "Recently I practiced exercises, and I got a little bit angry."

　　 Stop the bleeding, the elder remembered the business, and said: "Boss Zhang, the old man is here to ask for something important."