Reborn 80,000 Years

Biquge www.xbiquge.cc, the fastest update of the latest chapters of 80,000 years of rebirth!Chapter 927: Choosing Weapons

"Call you all the craftsmen who specialize in forging swords!" Yang Chen turned his head, looked at the people next to him, and reminded: "By the way, you must be the best craftsman, you understand. ?"

"Understand, you can rest assured!" The subordinate nodded quickly, and walked towards the group of refiners. Within a few minutes, a group of refiners came over and stood neatly by Yang Chen. Before you.

"Guest, look, these are the best sword forging masters in our refining industry!" The subordinate pointed to the group of refining masters and said with a smile.

"Well……"

Yang Chen nodded, and looked at the group of people carefully. These refiners are very strong and their muscles are as hard as rocks. It is not difficult to see that these people must often deal with hammers.

But as for their refinement level, Yang Chen still needs to be verified.

However, before Yang Chen could speak, he heard one of the refiners speak: "Sir, you said you want to order weapons? But let me remind you that ordering a weapon requires tens of thousands of coins. , Are you sure you have money?"

As soon as he said this, the eyes of other refiners also showed suspiciousness.After all, Yang Chen didn't look like a wealthy man, so it's no wonder they were puzzled if such a person came to order weapons.

Seeing everyone’s doubts, Yang Chen didn’t get angry. He took out a bank note from his arms, pressed it on the table, and said with a faint smile: "Everyone, you see that this bank note is enough to pay for your training. Cost of equipment?"

Everyone frowned and looked over, but this mere glance made everyone breathe.

"One... ten million?"

"Ten million coins!"

Everyone's face changed suddenly, especially the refiner who raised the question just now. His face immediately showed respect, and he quickly clasped his fists and said, "Sorry, respectable guest, please forgive me for being rude!"

The others also reacted and immediately hugged Yang Chen.

People like this who can casually put 10 million on their bodies are simply the best among local tyrants. How can they dare to offend such expensive guests?

"Sir, the refiner here, please choose whatever you want!" The lead refiner said respectfully.

"No hurry, I want to take a look at the weapons you forged before, and then make a decision!" Yang Chen waved his hand and said calmly.

"Okay, please follow me."

The refiner nodded, and then led Yang Chen towards the corner of the room.He raised his hand, tapped on the wall lightly, and then only heard a "click" sound, as if it had touched some mechanism, the wall turned over.

The inner surface of the wall was exposed to everyone's sight, and on this inner surface, there were a dazzling array of weapons, all kinds of exquisite weapons were overwhelming, and the metal luster reflected in the air, exuding a sharp cold light.

The refiner took a cyan long sword from the wall, handed it to Yang Chen, and said respectfully: "Look, sir, this sword is named Qing Mingjian, it is seven inches long and has a sharp mouth. Cut iron like mud! Even at the level of ordinary evil spirits, I dare not easily take this sword!"

Yang Chen nodded, took the sword from his hand and put it in his hand.After that, Yang Chen suddenly stretched out his hand in the eyes of everyone's astonishment, and grasped the blade of Qingming Sword.

"Sir, be careful!"

Seeing this scene, everyone couldn't help but exclaim, this Qing Ming Sword is a magic sword that cuts iron like mud, blows hair and cuts hair!Yang Chen dared to touch the blade directly with his hands?Are you not afraid that all five fingers will be cut off?

however……

Then, a shocking scene appeared.

I saw that the imaginary Yang Chen's fingers were cut and did not appear. The moment Yang Chen held the Qing Ming sword, Yang Chen's right hand was slightly hard.Immediately afterwards, only hearing a "bang" sound, the Qing Ming Sword broke apart directly, and the fragments clanged and fell to the ground.

The Qing Ming sword that "cuts iron like mud" among the people was actually crushed by Yang Chen?

hiss!

Seeing this scene, everyone couldn't help taking a breath, and the cheeks of several refiners trembled, and there was an incredible color in their eyes.

"Break...Break?" The next person was startled.

Yang Chen sneered, and threw the Qing Ming Sword on the ground, and said lightly: "Is this the sword that you are talking about that cuts iron like mud? Not very good! There is nothing you can get. Anything to sell? Go ahead! Don't worry, I can afford it!"

Hearing Yang Chen's words, the faces of the refiners were also blue and purple. As refiners, their weapons were their lives.But now their lives are so mocked, how can they stand it?The anger in my heart was also hooked.

"Since the gentleman doesn't like the Qingming sword, how about looking at this sword?" At this time, another person came over, holding a red long sword in his hand, like a condensed flame. They all exude a hot breath, and people can't help but retreat.

"This sword, Zhu Rongjian!"

"It was made by me half a month ago with the rare horns of the fire ghost and 30% fine iron. The sword body is hot like magma. With the martial arts of the fire attribute, the sword can play the most powerful. power!"

"Zhu Rongjian?" Yang Chen raised his brows slightly and took the sword. As the master refining device said, without any spiritual blessing, the blade of this sword was also extremely hot.If an ordinary person rashly grasped the hilt of the sword without knowing it, it might be melted into blood.

Seeing Yang Chen taking the sword, the surrounding refiners also sneered, their faces full of confidence.

however……

They hadn't been proud for long, only the sound of "chichi" sounded from Yang Chen's right hand, and bursts of green mist seemed to be billowing ink.And under the erosion of these green mists, the scarlet Zhu Rong sword was unexpectedly twisted.

Immediately afterwards, this Zhu Rongjian melted directly into a pool of molten iron in the shocking eyes of everyone, smoking swiftly.

"Zhu Rongjian!"

Seeing this scene, the refiner's face changed drastically, and he immediately exclaimed.

Yang Chen shook his head, his eyes showed dissatisfaction, and said, "Everyone, I am sincere and sincere to order weapons today. If you take out this third-rate weapon again, I am sorry, I may have to say goodbye. Now! I don’t have any time to chat with you here!"