Three top-grade warriors who could no longer use their weapons could only walk two abreast in this narrow alley. Xiao Chen only needs one-on-two, which is not a very difficult task.
Moreover, when the two of them were working together, it was far less convenient than Xiao Chen alone. After all three of them were dealt with, Xiao Chen didn't even consume half of his energy.
Shooting out a few rays of flame, turning all the people on the ground into ashes, Xiao Chen took off his black cloak and slowly left the remote alley.
Walking forward, there is a weapons shop at the end of the alley. This blacksmith shop looks very dilapidated. Most of the paint on the wooden sign has fallen off, and it looks like a moldy board.
Xiao Chen remembered the purpose of coming out today and decided to go in and take a look. Anyway, he had already come here, so there was nothing to lose.
The area of this store is very small. There is not even a complete shelf in the small store. A lot of ironware is piled randomly in the corner, making the store even more crowded.
Xiao Chen looked around and found some farm tools among the iron tools. I couldn't help but feel funny in my heart. I even started making farm tools. How bad this business is, I would actually think of coming here to cast soul weapons.
The most important problem is that there is no one in the store after Xiao Chen has been here for such a long time. People found it strange that Xiao Chen had no intention of staying any longer and was about to leave.
"Wait a minute, don't leave yet, go take a look at the weapons in those corners." Ao Jiao's voice suddenly came to mind.
Xiao Chen said angrily: "It's just a pile of scrap metal. I don't think there's anything interesting about it."
"Just watch if I tell you to."
Xiao Chen had no choice but to walk to a corner where iron tools were piled up and casually pulled out a long sword. This is a fine iron sword two fingers wide and three feet long. It is not gorgeous in shape and looks extremely simple.
Xiao Chen himself was not good at weapons. After looking at it for a long time, he couldn't see anything. He stood up, held the long sword in his hand, and waved it a few times.
The sword was thrust out by Xiao Chen at various angles in the air without making any sound, and Xiao Chen did not feel any strange power.
Putting the long sword back in the corner, Xiao Chen suddenly seemed to remember something. He held the sword in his hand again and waved it a few times again. Still no sound was made, no strange power was felt.
A look of surprise flashed in Xiao Chen's eyes, he put down the long sword in his hand, and selected a thinner long sword in the corner. I waved vigorously, but I still didn't feel any strange sounds or hear any sounds.
"How could this sword make no sound? If the previous sword was too heavy, but this sword is as thin as a cicada's wing, why can't it still make a sound?" Xiao Chen said doubtfully.
Aojiao suddenly jumped out and said, "That's not how swords work."
Seeing that her complexion had improved a lot, Xiao Chen put down his previous worries and asked, "What's going on with the sword here?"
Aojiao said nothing, took the sword from Xiao Chen's hand, and casually made a starting gesture. Standing there quietly, Xiao Chen felt that the aura in her body was constantly rising, as if she could pierce the sky with a sword in the next moment.
Phew!
Ao Jiao suddenly took action and danced two sword flowers in the air. The sword body, as thin as cicada wings, made a pleasant buzz in the air. The sound is clear and crisp, like rain falling on the ground, dripping continuously.
Buzz! The roar continued.
The next moment, all the weapons in the entire store began to hum, as if a lover had finally found the one he liked, and the sound was extremely joyful.
Xiao Chen looked at all this in disbelief and took the sword in Ao Jiao's hand again. The long swords in the whole room immediately stopped buzzing. No matter how hard Xiao Chen tried, there was no sound, as if they were dead.
Yes, it's like being dead. This is a tough thing to say. The sword itself is a dead thing, so how can it be said that it looks like death, but Xiao Chen did think of this word here.
"Why is this sword like a dead thing in my hand, but it immediately comes to life when it's in your hand?" Xiao Chen asked Ao Jiao about the question in his mind.
Speaking of swords, Ao Jiao's face was full of pride. It's a pity that her face, as cute as a little girl, looked more like a girl when she was proud.
"Although you don't understand swords, this metaphor is very good. Those who understand the sword will naturally understand it, and those who don't understand will naturally not understand it."
What he said was so confusing that people couldn't understand it. Xiao Chen said, "Can you say it more simply?"
Aojiao thought for a moment and said: "To put it simply, these weapons have a simple spirituality after being forged under the skill of the forger."
"Those who have a certain understanding of weapons can exert more than twice its power, while those who do not can exert even half of its power."
Xiao Chen felt happy. It seemed that the owner behind this shop should be a senior expert, and said: "With so many spiritual swords placed here, aren't the seniors here afraid of being taken away?"
Aojiao shook her head and said: "Although the sword is psychic, it is only made of ordinary iron. How strong can it be? If it is just a competition of strength, any sword here may not be as good as even the most basic soul weapon." ”
"Haha, I didn't expect that in this remote shop, I would meet someone who knows how to sword. The sword here has not made a sound for ten years." A burst of heroic laughter suddenly came from the back of the shop.
A tall, muscular man with a Chinese character face slowly walked out of the back door. At first glance, this man gave the impression of being extremely heroic, but there seemed to be something wrong with his left leg and he was limping when he walked.
The man glanced at Xiao Chen first, then turned his gaze to Ao Jiao, with a ray of surprise in his eyes, and said: "What a spiritual sword spirit, no wonder he understands swords so well."
Then he turned his gaze back to Xiao Chen and said, "I would like to ask if I can take a look at what kind of magic weapon I have."
As expected, he was a senior expert. He could tell the origin of Aojiao at a glance. Xiao Chen bowed his hands and said, "Senior has good eyesight, but the soul weapon I have has been destroyed. I really need to take it out."
The man looked doubtful in his eyes and said: "The divine weapon has been destroyed. How is it possible? If so, then the sword spirit..."
"With a broken leg, can you still cast a soul weapon?" Aojiao suddenly interrupted, interrupting the man's words.
Xiao Chen glanced at Ao Jiao in surprise. She interrupted the man and must have wanted to hide something, but this was not the time to talk about it.
Xiao Chen said apologetically to the man: "Senior, I'm sorry. My sword spirit can't speak. I apologize to you."
The man smiled and said: "It's okay, my name is Mo Fan. Don't always call me senior. If you don't mind, you can call me Brother Mo."
Xiao Chen nodded and said: "My lord, Xiao Chen, Brother Mo, can you still cast soul weapons now?"
Mo Fan was startled and said, "Xiao Chen, this is Xiao Chen, the second young master of the Xiao family in Mohe City."
Xiao Chen nodded, but there were waves in his heart. Does this person know me, but there seems to be no impression in his memory.
Could it be that Xiao Chen did something to offend this person before I traveled through time? If so, it would be difficult to deal with.
It is not easy to find a good caster in Mohe City. It would be a pity if it failed because of this.
Mo Fan said: "Brother Xiao Chen, did you save a little girl on the street a month ago? She was a young girl. I never thought that I would meet you today."
It turned out that it was this matter that made Xiao Chen feel relieved. Unexpectedly, what was a small thing at the beginning has now turned into a favor.
Xiao Chen smiled and said: "I left in a hurry that day. Is the little girl okay afterwards? Was she in any way frightened?"
Mo Fan laughed and said: "That little girl is very wild. I ran away without noticing. When I came back, I heard the people next to me tell me what happened at that time."
"Thanks to your intervention, the little girl was not frightened. Everything is fine. I thank you here."
The two continued this topic and chatted for a while. Xiao Chen suddenly asked his previous question and said, "Brother Mo, why was there no one waiting in this store when we came here earlier?"
Mo Fan smiled awkwardly and said: "People have three urgent needs. The store didn't care about other waiters, so there was no one to watch."
Xiao Chen was sweating in his heart. He never thought of such a reason. He quickly changed the subject and said, "Brother Mo, can you still cast soul weapons now?"
When Mo Fan heard this, the look in his eyes gradually became cautious and he said: "Brother Xiao Chen, I want to have a private chat with your sword spirit. Can you please stay away for a while?"
"That's what I meant, so you don't have to care about this loser's opinion." Aojiao said.
Xiao Chen felt a little dissatisfied. He had just killed four warriors who were at a higher level than himself. Why did Aojiao still look down on him so much
Although there is a little bit of trickery in it, it is all killed by one's own hands and there is no moisture at all.
Ao Jiao said: "You can tell by looking at you that you are not convinced. If you can make any sound from any of the weapons here, I won't say anything."
Xiao Chen said helplessly: "Brother Mo, I'm going out for a while."
Xiao Chen outside the door smiled in his heart, although I am gone, my consciousness can enter, and what you say will still not escape my ears.
Tsundere girl, you want to hide it from me, this method is too naive.
When Aojiao saw Xiao Chen go out, she opened her hand and formed a light yellow barrier, surrounding the entire store, blocking out all of Xiao Chen's consciousness.
You must be so obedient and go out. You must have a back-up plan. Don’t I know what you are thinking? You are so naive.
…
After Aojiao arranged the barrier, she said: "Let's make a long story short. Which generation of Taihao Sect are you? Has your Clear Sky Hammer awakened? How much impact does this injured leg have on you?"
Mo Fan opened his mouth wide and said in disbelief: "Who are you? How come you know my details so well? Why do I feel a familiar aura on your body?"