Besides, there are so many, and God knows which flash it is, it is not troublesome enough to find it.
Mo Ye finally picked out a long sword. The long sword was heavy, wide, and rugged, and covered with a murderous spirit. It seemed to be a good mid-level high-grade sword.
The weapons of cultivators are usually eclectic. Even if the petite female cultivator wields a sledgehammer, no one will say anything, and the weight form is not considered.
Mo Ye took out her own Qinghong Sword, compared the two, and finally felt that Qinghong Sword was more suitable for her.
After all, when she is not using aura, the slender Qinghong sword is more suitable for her to play in close combat, and the inherent concept is still difficult to overcome. It will feel very stressful for her to wield such a majestic sword.
Of course, when she threw that huge sword into the hairpin space like trash, Jun Huantian finally couldn't help but speak, "It's better than the one you use."
Mo Ye blinked, this evil star was convulsed again and actually raised her
Can you remind him of the law of convulsions? Does she have the opportunity to fry more oil and water
And she didn’t want to explain her consideration to Sha Xing, directly pointed Qinghong sword at him, and said with a proud smile: “I will show you the long-term knowledge, don’t see if it is just a low-level high-grade sword, this is from the master craftsman Jun Huan. Hand of Heaven. Have you ever heard of Jun Huantian's name? As soon as this Qinghong Sword is released, no one dares to stare at me at the first stage of Qi Refining!"
Jun Huantian: "..."
Han Xuehui finally caught the topic and hurriedly came over and said: "The sword made by Jun Huantian? Let me take a look."
But after only a few glances, he contemptuously said: "This sword is rough in workmanship, thin in spirit, and poor in materials. How could it be from the hands of Master Jun Huantian?"
Mo Ye: "..."
Seeing that the two of them were silent, Han Xuehui immediately began to seize the opportunity to show off his insights, and said triumphantly: "You know, Jun Huantian is a blessed master craftsman. People don't bother to use these low-level swords to practice hands. Shao. There are products, but they are also controlled by top disciples of various martial arts, so they are not easy to show to others.
I know that the city lord Yu Qianqiu of Mengfang City has one. It is said that it is covered with white cloth all day long and is enshrined with incense. It is impossible for ordinary people to look at it. "
After finishing speaking, he despised Mo Ye by the way, "I think your sword is an ordinary low-level sword, not even a middle-grade sword, so don't deceive the thief under the name Jun Huantian. It’s gone. One day, if you can’t fix it, Jun Huan will show up innocently to break through you, forcing you to swallow this fake sword."
Mo Ye glanced at her directly, and sneered at her as she grinned her teeth when she was free. "Read more when you have time. The old monsters in the Dan-condensation period gathered a few decades ago. I'm afraid Jun Huantian would have been blasted to dust long ago."
Jun Huantian: "..."
Han Xuehui didn’t care about what she said, and she said with eloquence: “I think the sword of the predecessor seems to be made by Jun Huantian. It’s a pity that the sword is dark and the sword light is not very bright, and she is often surprised by the sword intent of the predecessor. There must be a buzzing sound. I think the seniors must have better swords, but I don't want to show them easily."
The Heavenly Sword suddenly uttered a high-pitched sound, and quickly let me chop off these two ignorant women! !
Jun Huantian was silent, and he was speechless by Mo Ye repeatedly, and it was the first time he was so silent.
So it seems that Mo Ye really doesn't know his identity
Although it is not entirely certain, and the possibility that Moye City Mansion is extremely deep cannot be ruled out.
But if she really doesn't know his identity, and he can feel a little more comfortable in his heart, it means that everything may be considered in the long term.
"Mo Ye."
"Huh?" Mo Ye subconsciously responded, only to suddenly realize that this is probably the first time the Fiend has called her name seriously, and he hasn't gritted his teeth.
Jun Huantian asked lightly: "What is the reason for the mark on your face?"
Mo Ye touched her cheek subconsciously. In fact, the mark of betrayal was covered by disguise. She just made a silly move, and then said lightly, "It's nothing, a female cultivator like me, with a low cultivation base, has a face on her face. Is the imprint weird? Some people see me upset, and it’s not a new thing to draw a bastard."