Chapter 417

"Uncle, I can't guarantee anything else, but I can guarantee this matter. If I can't satisfy everyone, I promise to escort you back in person!"

Di Ping stood up straight, his eyes were firm, and his voice was sonorous and powerful.

"Then! Little friend, show it to us!"

The old uncle was not very happy at this time. He originally thought that this young man was very good, but at this time he was a little disappointed, thinking that Di Ping was bragging, or too impetuous.

"Old uncle, please see how this weapon is!"

Di Ping thought about it, and suddenly a Wujin sword appeared in his hand, and now he didn't care about shocking the world, he made a lot of money in order to win a few people.

"Om..."

As soon as the knife appeared, it made a humming sound in the air, and the sound was like the roar of a dragon.

"how......"

The three elders, including the old uncle, all stood up with a bang, with horror on their faces. They looked at the shiny black sword that suddenly appeared in Di Ping's hands, and they were speechless in horror.

"Is this magic?"

It took a long time for a few people to relax, staring at Di Ping with surprise in their eyes, murmuring to themselves as if to comfort themselves and making excuses, but then the eyes of several people were attracted by the Wujin sword in Di Ping's hand.

"Good knife!"

At this moment, the fifth uncle suddenly exclaimed, and stared at the sword in Di Ping's hand with excitement, his voice changed a little.

They are all good knife forgers, and they know what makes a good knife the most. The sound of this knife is pure and crisp, and it is beyond the realm of ancient artifacts. How can this not make them excited.

"Little friend, can you let the old man take a look?"

The old uncle was also staring at the sword at this time, reluctant to leave, and asked in an excited trembling voice.

"sure!"

Di Ping smiled indifferently, and handed the knife's tip to the knife's handle forward. What was the purpose of taking out this knife by himself, I won't show you how to lure you into the bait.

"well!"

The old man said hello again and again in excitement, and then stretched out his trembling hand to take the war knife in Di Ping's hand, while the other three old guys were breathing rapidly, looking at the war knife with longing in their eyes.

Di Ping didn't dare to let go of it immediately. The weight of the knife was seventy to eighty pounds. He was afraid that his old uncle could not hold it when he was too old.

"Good weight!"

The old uncle then felt the heavy force sinking from the knife, and his face immediately showed horror, and he quickly added force to stabilize. At the age of 80 years old, he was able to pick up a heavy knife of more than 80 kilograms. It can be seen that his strength was also strong when he was young amazing.

“Qiang......”

The old uncle raised the knife with some difficulty, flicked the blade with his fingers, and a sound of gold and stone intersecting came out.

"Good knife! It's really a magic weapon! This old man has not lived in vain in this life, and it is enough to see such a good knife in this life!"

The old uncle held the sword in both hands, his mouth tutted, and he looked excited. His palms gently stroked the blade, as if he was touching a piece of peerless porcelain. He was very careful. Di Ping looked at the excited expression of the old man and was really worried that his heart couldn't take it and fainted.

This war sword is by no means something that can be made by the sword-making craftsmanship on the earth. The Han swords before Di Ping are already considered to be the first-class level of earth craftsmanship, but compared with this Wujin war sword, it is not known how much worse it is, and it cannot be compared at all. And I know how these knifemakers should feel when they see such a good object.

"Uncle... let me wait and see!"

At this time, the three old men who were staring straight at the sword at the side also urged urgently.

"Look at it too! I used to think that our craftsmanship was unparalleled in the world. Let's take a look at this. How dare you be complacent and underestimate the world?"

The old uncle withdrew his eyes from the sword with great difficulty, and looked at the three old men in a sullen voice, but still handed the sword in his hand.

"Come and see!"

"Let me see first!"

"Don't grab me, it's the second brother, let me see first!"

"I am the fifth brother and the youngest should let me see it first!"

The three old men struggled and scrambled in the face of the war knives, like children snatching toys.