With a crisp sound of "Ding Dong", the black dagger between Xue Shisan's fingers fell into the clothes he had spread in the center of the ground.
Different from the high temperature when it was tempered by the evil fire just now, this little dagger has lost the heat of the fire and began to emit a cool and cold light.
There was a layer of silvery-blue frost on the pitch-black blade, and all the strong demons who saw the frost in their eyes immediately felt the cold from the depths of their souls, and their teeth began to tremble uncontrollably.
Xue Shisan, who instantly refined such a strange thing with a piece of ordinary broken iron, shook his hands and began to pick his teeth.
But the onlookers who were surrounded by Blood Thirteen and Enchanting Four were all dumbfounded, their hearts beating wildly!
It is not difficult to see that the silver and blue knife lying quietly on the cloth stall is of extraordinary quality, and its value compares with all the weapons on the entire magic weapon street.
Under the deterrence of the knife's birth, all the phantoms placed in the weapon shop next to them all shuddered, which showed that even the spiritual phantoms themselves were extremely afraid of the sharpness of the small knife.
"Damn it! Is this a heaven-level magic weapon?"
A demon man with green horns swallowed his saliva and roared with a loud voice.
Because of the excitement and excitement, his fist tightly clenched on the handle of his knife was trembling at this time. Judging from his well-proportioned figure and the little habits he inadvertently revealed, the strength of this demon has reached the second level of God of War , is an existence that is close to the top in the parallel world.
For the demon warriors in the Xuanwu world, "artifacts" and "extreme magic weapons" are all illusory legends, and the highest pursuit of weapons is the heavenly top-grade magic weapon!
If a warrior can obtain a heaven-level illusion weapon to fight and kill in his lifetime, then it is equivalent to the absolute perfection of the warrior. Not to mention the second-level God of War, even a great emperor-level demon emperor is proud of possessing a sky-level illusion weapon.
Hearing the man's loud yelling, the strong demons suddenly became excited!
"I want to buy it, so don't grab it from me!"
There was a rude and savage roar from the crowd of demons watching, and then a strong man like a black tower came roaring over the crowd.
"Smelly old man, I want your phantom weapon. I can afford it for whatever price your grandfather pays. You old bastard, just lie on the pile of money and cry!"
The strong man in the black tower is rich and powerful and speaks rudely, as if he must give the amount that Xue Shisan is satisfied with.
I saw that the clamorer was much taller than the demon people beside him, his brown and yellow demon scales were a bit dazzling, his belly was a circle thicker than his chest, and all kinds of good-quality phantom weapons were hung on his waist. I knew that this guy did have some family background and strength, because the phantom weapons he carried were not bad in quality, if they were not strong, they were really rich.
At this time, his stubby claws were digging in his arms, as if he was about to sprinkle money on Xue Shisan's head.
"idiot."
After working hard for many days, Yaoluo already had a simple understanding of some simple demon language, so she didn't even bother to look up at the shouter from the corner of her eye, and Yaoluo immediately rolled her eyes with disdain.
Because in the next second, there is no need for her or the bloody old man to take action at all, and the black tower strong man who didn't know the so-called spitting star was immediately trampled into flesh by a group of strong men headed by the green horned demons, and he didn't know the distance between life and death. Throw it away!
The "meteor" flashing across the sky did not catch the eyes of the demons at all, as if everything that happened just now was just a small episode.
It seems that although there is no shortage of weak-minded guys among the demons, there are also many people who are more eye-catching. In this situation, the sky-level daggers on the common clothes are actually not so important, because the demons are I saw Xue Shisanxin forge this phantom in an instant by picking up a piece of scrap iron with his own eyes.
Then the truly irreplaceable treasure presented in front of the demons is not the silver and blue dagger, but the blood thirteen masters of magical skills are right!
Blood Thirteen's material for forging a heaven-level magic weapon is very common, but it can directly increase its value by ten thousand times in the public, so this "demon" is very likely to be able to forge even a high-grade sky-level magic weapon or even a legendary-level magic weapon!
It's rude and barbarous to talk nonsense to such a master craftsman, isn't that stupid enough to seek death for yourself
"Master, don't be offended. That guy was an idiot just now. He grew up so big for nothing, and his mind is full of shit!"
A thin and capable demon old man squeezed out from the crowd of onlookers, and then stood in front of Xue Shisan, comforting him in a low voice.
"Master, please don't be offended. In fact, our Foggy Valley Demons are all disciplined fighters. That idiot is completely different from us."
"My name is Zhaohe, and I am the operator of the largest weapons shop in Fog Valley City. Today I saw the master's magical skills, and I suddenly felt that my life of hundreds of years ago was really in vain..."
Worthy of being a rare and successful businessman among the demons, this weapon dealer who called himself "Zhaohe" spoke much better than the usual Lengtouqing.
"Maybe it's a bit abrupt to ask, but I still want to take the liberty of asking the master, can you sell this dagger to this old man? The moment the old man was condensed in this dagger, his soul throbbed. Supreme treasure, so as long as you offer a price, I will try my best to satisfy it!"
Polite interrogation, and only words such as "money is no problem" from the city's largest arms dealer can really be convincing.
It's just that Xue Shisan and Yaoluo could tell at this time that when Zhao He was talking, Zhan Zhan's magic eyes didn't go up to the dagger at all, but kept staring at Xue Shisan's face with suppressed excitement.
It seems that this scheming businessman doesn't care about drinking, but actually wants to use the dagger as an excuse to build a good relationship with Xue Shisan and dig this master craftsman into his weapon shop!
"Money? Hmph!"
The appearance of Xue Shisan squinting at the eyes of the beast completely froze the hearts of all the onlookers.
"Is Lao Tzu like someone who has no money?"
Touching his shiny belly, Xue Shisan asked back with a strange magic language.
actually
In fact, as soon as this question was asked, many strong demons present subconsciously wanted to nod.
Look at your torn clothes, look at your trousers covered with mud, look at your white hair in knots, look at your breasts that can be rubbed out of mud...
Many demons wanted to say this, but when they saw Xue Shisan's ferocious face, they immediately swallowed the words back.
It seems that the so-called gods have all kinds of eccentricities. A master craftsman who can consecrate celestial magic weapons at will cannot be moved by common things like money, and this craftsman's daily habit is to pretend to be a beggar!
The Mozu onlookers who changed their minds immediately became so sure in their hearts.
Arms dealer Zhao He was sweating coldly. Hearing Xue Shisan's rhetorical question, he immediately felt that he had made a wrong calculation. Don't fail to get close to this master craftsman, which would arouse his disgust.
"I'm so stupid, how can such a master-level person be moved by money?" Thinking of this, Zhao He only had his legs twitch, and he retreated weakly with a smile on his face.
"I don't have enough money, but for this heavenly magic weapon, I am willing to dedicate myself to the master!"
Just as he was calling and retreating, the sound of a heavy object falling to the ground was accompanied by shouts of awe, and I saw that the green-horned demon who first squeezed forward and recognized the silver-blue dagger as a heaven-level magic weapon had already knelt down in fear At the foot of Blood Thirteen.
"I would like to be the master's slave. As long as the master is alive, I, Gufeng Gadley Yang, will willingly serve him as a cow or a horse!"
The cadenced voice of the green-horned demons reverberated in front of the heaven and earth, shaking the scalps of the demons present numb!
Voluntary becoming a slave is something that rarely happens within the demon clan. Although the condition proposed by this demon is only to be a slave to the master of the metal casting, it does not mention the matter of enshrining for generations. After the weapon master dies, the green horned demons can regain their freedom again.
But for a strong man to put down all his dignity and be willing to be a slave, this is almost shocking and explosive news!
"Oh my god! It's Gufeng! That killer who fought against the wilderness horned rhino all by himself!"
"I heard that as long as he can afford the price, Gu Feng has never made a mistake!"
"He is Gu Feng? He voluntarily became a slave? I think that although the Forge Master is powerful, if he agrees to Gu Feng's request, the Forge Master will still take advantage of it!"
The self-declared identity of the Green Horned Demon immediately caused a burst of excitement among the onlookers.
Gu Feng confidently raised his smiling face. In fact, being a slave is indeed very humiliating. Even the silver and blue dagger, the sky-rank phantom weapon that best suits his identity as a killer, is not worth his sacrifice.
However, this cunning guy is not only interested in the dagger in Xue Shisan's hand, but also because he believes that the appearance of a generation of great masters of casting will inevitably be accompanied by various challenges and opportunities that he has never imagined. The reasons for staying with the master, I will definitely improve greatly in a very short period of time!
"After all... that witch..."
Gu Feng's peripheral vision glanced across the enchanting cheeks calmly, and he felt that he could not see through the witch's strength at all. And it must all be thanks to the hand of that formidable caster!
Raising his head, Gu Feng stared at the old man's lips expectantly, eager to see the word "good" from those thin, cool lips to himself!
"No, I never liked slaves."
Xue Shisan dismissed Gu Feng's request without shame, and was not even moved by his title of gold medal killer at all.
how come!
Gu Feng collapsed to the ground with a sallow face, he couldn't imagine that he would encounter such a ruthless rejection, it was nothing like what he had imagined before!
His self-esteem was severely damaged, and this powerful killer couldn't recover for a while! Not to mention the petrified onlookers standing aside.
"but… "
Just when everyone was in a daze, the vicious Xue Shisan suddenly turned the conversation around, and said to Gu Feng with a sneer:
"However, this master likes to watch flat people the most. You worked hard just now when that snarky black tower fool was flattened into mud, so you don't need a slave. This little broken thing is for you!"
With a wave of his right hand, the silver-blue dagger that was shining coldly on the ground suddenly plunged deeply into the ground in front of Gu Feng's knees!
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