Arm of Admonition 3

The old man Huyan's attention is all on the iron at the moment!

"God iron? Where did the divine iron come from?!" The old man Huyan muttered to himself.

Huyan Yichen said angrily, "This happened a few days ago, Grandpa, didn't you notice?"''

Old Huyan really didn't notice, because all his attention was on his own flame gun.

Thinking of this, the old man Huyan snorted softly: "Your grandfather, I have done a big job, how can I take care of the little things like you little dolls."

With that said, the old man Huyan carried his back arrogantly and was about to leave.

Huyan Yichen couldn't help but ask: "Grandpa, have you finished refining it?"

"Then it can be refined?" The old man Huyan had always been very confident in his craftsmanship.

"Holy level?" Huyan Yichen asked curiously.

"That's natural." The old man Huyan raised his chin proudly, waiting for his grandson's compliments.

but--

At this moment, his precious grandson followed his words and changed the subject.

He pulled Huyan closer: "Grandpa, look at this arm of admonition... what level is it?"

"The arm of admonition?" The old man Huyan frowned, "How can an ordinary alchemist create the arm of admonition? And your blueprint was fake at that time. Grandpa told you long ago that no one has made it except your ancestor. Come out the arm of admonition..."

However, before the old man Huyan finished speaking, he heard a faint voice.

"All right."

At this moment, Feng Wu has assembled all the parts.

This arm of admonition, slightly larger than a human arm, glowed with a cold metallic luster, like the fangs of a beast, and could kill anyone at any time.

"This... the arm of admonition?" Huyan old man shook his head, "This should be an ordinary arm booster, right? The real arm of admonition is not like this..."

"What was that like?"

Before Feng Wu spoke, Huyan Yichen, who was beside him, had already asked out of curiosity.

In fact... the old man Huyan had only heard of it, but had not seen it in detail, so he was really stopped by the question.

"Grandpa, look at this blueprint. It's exactly the same on the blueprint." Huyan Yichen handed the real blueprint to the old man Huyan.

"what!"

Seeing the blueprint, the old man Huyan's eyes widened, his eyes sparkling, and he couldn't hide his excitement: "Where did this blueprint come from?! How can there be this blueprint?"

Huyan Yichen: "So Grandpa, is this blueprint real?!"

The old man Huyan muttered to himself: "This drawing should be real... Unsurprisingly, it should be real, but this curvature, toughness, and sharpness... How did it come about?"

"But grandpa, it has already been made." Huyan Yichen looked at the old man Huyan: "It's your grandson that I made these parts with my own hands."

"Nonsense!" The old man Huyan couldn't believe it at all, "What level are you, I don't know your grandfather yet? With your level, it's impossible to create it! I can't even do your grandfather!"

Huyan Yichen almost burst into tears: "Really grandpa, it was really made by me, and it was directed by Miss Feng herself."

The old man Huyan looked at Feng Wu with suspicious eyes and couldn't help asking: "Girl, is this really the case?"

Feng Dance nodded.

Huyan old man: "Then, can you show me this arm of admonition... to the old man?"

Feng Wu glanced at the old man Huyan: "Didn't you say it's fake?"

Huyan old man: "cough..."