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Chapter 103 True Fire Knife (1)

"Haha, Grandpa Qin Fang, do you think this true fire sword is of a grade." Ye Yang asked with a smile.

Qin Fang chuckled like a little: "What do you think?"

"Second."

"That's right."

Qin Fang laughed: "Ziyu's qualifications are indeed very amazing. He can cast a second-grade weapon in such a short time. This true fire sword can probably be respected as a divine weapon in your current era."

"Um."

Ye Yang smiled proudly, and then stabbed the True Fire Sword into the scabbard of the Breaking Flame Sword, which was completely consistent. This scabbard was given by Lei Xiaodie. It was extremely exquisite. It was carried behind her and carried for many years, and was always by her side.

...

There is still something not done, and the slurry of the Xuanyu crystal stone in the Shenlong Cauldron is still boiling. Another weapon must be cast while the heat is in use as a reward for Lei Xiaodie,

Take out the mold of a big knife, put it into the Shenlong Cauldron, pour out all the remaining slurry, and continue to start tempering the sharp blade.

The sword is the king of hundreds of soldiers. It was indeed like this in the era of cold weapons. The blade was thick and the armor-breaking ability was strong. Most of the high-level weapons auctioned in the Lei Xiaodie Qinglei Chamber of Commerce were swords, because most of the people who bought weapons were warriors and soldiers. Some imperial generals often sent people to appear in the Chamber of Commerce, just to choose a handy weapon.

Not long after, the second weapon was released. It was a big sword with a flashing fire. It can be used as a simple sword or as a long sword. If the general who charges in the battlefield has such a magic weapon, it will probably belong to Guan Yunchang's level of a god-general.

Ye Yang smiled slightly. Guan Yunchang was not even his great-grandfather was born yet, so what did he think of him?

Although Ye Yang's calligraphy is not very exquisite and can even be called a joke, he still titled this big knife, called the True Fire Knife.

Judging by the energy level in the weapon, the True Fire Sword is slightly inferior to the True Fire Sword and belongs to the third-grade weapon, and is at the same level as the Battle Axe Yaoyang. Ye Yang's True Fire Sword is a second-grade weapon, and is even higher than the Battle Axe Yaoyang.

Thinking of this, I feel so sad that the Fire God clan has been defeated in such a field for thousands of years, and regards a third-grade weapon as a treasure for the tribe. Ye Yang is now able to cast a second-grade weapon. History is always so ironic. An outstanding talent is enough to change the fate of a family for a thousand years.

...

He continued to bear the True Fire Sword behind him, and then took out a piece of black cloth to wrap the True Fire Sword. Ye Yang walked out of the secret room. When his eyes touched the sun, he realized that it was early morning, and the rising sun was rising. The sound of dozens of blacksmiths pulling the bellows was connected.

"Young Master, you finally came out of seclusion."

A servant walked up and said excitedly,

Ye Yang nodded and smiled, "Go and prepare a sumptuous meal and drink quickly, wake up my second uncle, Ye Shuang and Zhang Tianhe, and I will share a breakfast banquet with them."

"Yes, Master."

The servants left happily,

Ye Yang returned to his room, took a cold shower, and practiced for seven consecutive days. His body spirit was tempered by the residual qi of the Fire God Scroll, but the smell of sweat was extremely unbearable. I really don’t know why he stayed underground for seven days.

After washing up, when I arrived at the lobby, a sumptuous banquet was already arranged, Ye Beichi, Zhang Tianhe and Ye Shuang were all there.

"Ziyu, you finally come out of seclusion." Zhang Tianhe laughed,

Ye Yang nodded and said, "I'm alive. I've improved a lot in seclusion this time. In addition, I have already cast a third-grade weapon. Look, it's this true fire knife."

After taking out the long sword and unbuttoning the black cloth, Ye Beichi was shocked and his voice trembled: "What... so strong firepower, my god, how did you do it? You actually... you cast such a third-grade weapon, which is simply unbelievable."

Ye Yang smiled without saying a word,

Ye Shuang said: "Dad, don't be surprised. My brother's current cultivation level is so profound. Is it strange to create a third-grade weapon?"

Ye Beichi nodded, shocked in his heart. As a master of war casting, he knew very well that it was difficult to cast a high-level weapon. The control of the power of the fire god must be a realm that can be achieved through extraordinary power. Ye Yang in front of him, such a young young man, has reached this powerful realm.

Putting away the True Fire Sword, Ye Yang raised his hand and took the True Fire Sword behind him, and smiled and said, "Uncle Second, look, this is another weapon I cast at the same time, as a weapon next to me, how about it?"

"oh."

Ye Beichi took the True Fire Sword and drew his sword out of the sheath. After a "kneel", the sword chant actually carried dragon power, and the scorching flames surrounded the hilt of the sword, forming a series of terrifying cyclones. Rune luster flew above the sword, and the whole sword seemed to be hidden, without being angry,

"Oh my God..."

Ye Beichi's eyes were straight, his whole body trembled, and he murmured: "Is this... this is a second-grade divine weapon? Ziyu, tell me this is not true... You have cast a second-grade divine weapon."

Ye Yang chuckled: "Uncle Second, this is indeed the weapon I just cast. Look, it's still very warm."

Ye Beichi opened his mouth, held the true fire sword, stood up, walked under the eaves, and suddenly knelt down to Dongfang, burst into tears, and shouted: "Brother Nantian, have you seen that Ziyu actually created a second-grade divine weapon? Haha, he is already a magic craftsman-level military casting division, and our Ye family is not far away to rise again."

"Second uncle..."

Ye Yang quickly walked forward, helped Ye Beichi who was excited and smiled and said, "Why do you need this? This is just a second-grade weapon. Although my current ability is still a bit ineffective, I can one day cast a first-grade weapon, or even a Earth God weapon. Please believe me."

Ye Beichi nodded repeatedly: "Good boy, you didn't disappoint your father and me."

After sitting back on the seat, Ye Yang looked at Zhang Tianhe and said, "Tianhe, what kind of weapon are you used to using."

Zhang Tianhe thought for a while and said, "The heavier the warhammer, the better."

"good."

Ye Yang nodded happily and said with a smile: "I will get a batch of materials as soon as possible to cast a decent war hammer for you to ensure that you are satisfied."

"Good brother, my hammer is all up to you. The last time that one broke..."

"That's because you can't control the power of the Beast King."

"Hahaha."

...

After a full meal, after the morning banquet, Ye Yang said goodbye to Ye Beichi and others, wrapped the real fire knife again with black cloth, and then left the mansion and came to the long-lost Qinglei Auction House.

Although it was morning, there were already people in the chamber of commerce, and some beautiful girls served as auctioneers, auctioning some low-quality weapons, even those that were not of high grade.

The head of the Qinglei Chamber of Commerce saw Ye Yang from afar, immediately came up and said with a smile: "Mr. Ye, you are finally here."

Ye Yang nodded: "Where is Miss Xiaodie."
Chapter completed!
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