Chapter 210: Casting Soldiers with Thunder

Chapter 2100 Casting soldiers with thunder

The night washed by the rain is very refreshing.

In the small garden, Ye Chen and Lao Yang squatted on the ground, both raised their heads and looked at the sky eagerly, expecting another heavy rain, plus a thunder and lightning, to melt the black iron.

However, God was puzzled, and the two of them waited all night without seeing a single sound of thunder.

The night is gone, and the light of dawn shines down.

Yang Ge had a dark circle under his eyes and left with regret.

"This is also a talent." Ye Chen sighed, he could imagine Lao Yang holding the picture of Hei Xuan Tie being struck by lightning, and he was absolutely domineering.

Yang Ge was gone, and he was not idle. He took a fortune-telling outfit and went to the noisy street.

At the door of the restaurant, Ye Chen saw the people who had visited the tomb earlier. After disguising, he was about to leave Zhuxian Town.

This time, the entire army was almost wiped out, and there were only three or five of them left. How could they dare to provoke the old tomb?

"Donor, your hall is turning black!" Ye Chen stroked his beard.

"Stinky fortune teller, looking for death." One of the three or five martial arts masters suddenly became angry, and he was suffocated in the ancient tomb, and he was very aggrieved.

"Don't make trouble." Another martial arts master stopped him, and glanced at Ye Chen with a squinted look, but because he hadn't seen him for a few days, Ye Chen's breath became extremely obscure, or rather, more It is a bit strange that they cannot see through the strong internal strength in their eyes.

"Let's go." Since Ye Chen closed his eyes, he turned around immediately.

The remaining four snorted coldly, followed, and suffocated again.

"If you don't listen to the old man, it's hard to see death." Ye Chen sighed, and it can be calculated that these three or five people will not escape the bad luck of being destroyed.

Because their eyebrows are indeed very dark, they are all black like this, there is no reason to die.

Sure enough, when a few people left Zhuxian Town, they were ambushed in a mountain forest. Until they died, they didn't see who attacked them. They saw arrows like rain, shooting them into sieves and destroying them. Robbers are hostile forces. They have been waiting for them in this forest for a long time.

"Amitabha,

Good is good. "In Zhuxian Town, Ye Chen recited the Heart Sutra silently, and while mourning for the three or five people, they all said that the Yintang was black. If you don't believe it, look, it was destroyed!

For the next few days, Zhuxian Town was quite restless.

The so-called unrest refers to outsiders.

Since the first wave of martial arts masters and aliens left, there have been people coming, belonging to various forces. Behind them, there are princes supporting them. It seems that they are all interested in the ancient tomb, and they are sure that there is a lot of gold and silver in it. Treasure, this is why we sent people one after another.

In this battle, they were all poor and desperately in need of financial resources.

And this financial resource is in that ancient tomb. In their opinion, an ancient tomb is related to victory or defeat, as well as their future throne. The attractiveness of power is still very attractive.

Of course, the wishes are very beautiful, but the reality is cruel. There are many people who come. All of them are top experts, and all of them are confident. A group of people died, and a group of people went away. Those who didn’t believe in evil believed, and those who didn’t believe in evil died, and that tomb became a cemetery.

"This is the first wave."

"Concubine Yinyue, it really wasn't covered."

At the door of the restaurant, in front of the fortune-telling table, Ye Chen and Mr. Yang Ge sat side by side, sitting with their hands folded, looking at not far away.

At one end of the street, another tomb explorer came back, more dejected than losing the battle. There was no worst, only worse. There was some blood on the body, which was all minor, and serious scars all over the body.

Ye Chen is okay, he's used to it.

On the other hand, Elder Yang Ge, whenever he sees someone coming back, becomes more energetic. Seeing those people slumped, it is extremely sour.

boom! Boom!

When the two were watching, they suddenly heard thunder in the sky.

Then, the dark clouds rolled, and the originally sunny day was covered in darkness.

Yes, it's going to rain.

"Quick, quick." Yang Ge got up, pulled Ye Chen up, and left. He was waiting for thunder and lightning, not a day or two, and he needed all thunder and lightning to melt black iron.

"This thunder is strong enough." Ye Chen glanced at Xu Tian, ​​and was pulled by Yang Ge to the backyard of the restaurant.

In the backyard, an iron pillar had already been erected, with an iron chain hanging on it, and Mr. Yang Ge had already brought the black iron and hung it on the iron chain, and then he looked at Ye Chen, "Is this okay? ."

"Okay." Ye Chen said casually, and sat on the fence, holding a wine jug, with Erlang's legs crossed.

When the words fell, the sky rumbled, and a thunderbolt crashed down, hitting the black iron.

Yang Ge's heart trembled as he watched, for fear that the black iron would be chopped into a pile of scrap iron.

As the thunder and lightning continued to descend, the black black iron was chopped up by the sparks.

When Ye Chen saw it, he threw the jug at random, stepped out and came under the iron pillar.

"You're crazy." Yang Ge exclaimed.

"Don't come out." Ye Chen said calmly, using the internal force of the thunder attribute to pull the thunder and lightning down from Lingtian, and using the supreme secret method to gather the thunder and lightning in his hand, turning it into a thunder hammer.

Gudong!

Old Yang Ge swallowed his saliva, his eyes straightened, what kind of evildoer is this, he actually ignores thunder and lightning, and can also change thunder and lightning, change its form, such a heaven-defying means, he thinks he can't do it, this land is ranked No. 1 in martial arts One, it is impossible to do the same, which is beyond the scope of what a human being can do.

You must know that it is the thunder that falls from the sky. If one is not careful, it will be split into ashes. Such a domineering thunder and lightning can also be changed by people, which is even better than a conjurer.

It's just that he didn't know Ye Chen's magical powers, all of them were magical, even if they were powerless, using internal force to motivate them would be equally effective.

lb! lb! lb!

In the thunder, the sound of metal collision was crisp and loud.

That is Ye Chen. He is holding the thunder and lightning hammer, hitting the black black iron again and again, just like iron. This is the art of refining, fire energy refining, thunder can do it, and it is more domineering. Weapons, innately possess the power of thunder and lightning, absolutely fierce.

"Lightning makes weapons?" Yang Ge opened his mouth, this kind of casting method was unheard of.

"Knives, spears, swords and halberds, which one do you want?" Ye Chen said leisurely.

"Sword." Yang Ge gave the answer without thinking.

Ye Chen didn't answer. In the rain and under the thunder, he waved his hand again and again and tapped the black iron again and again to remove the impurities. The irregular black iron gradually changed in his repeated knocks. Form, that is a clumsy sword blank, is being turned into a peerless magic weapon.

The old man Yang Ge was silent, his heart skipped a beat when he saw it, and he didn't dare to make a sound. He was shocked by Ye Chen's courage, and also at Ye Chen's methods. It was hard to hide, but he was grateful. Ye Chen was willing to build weapons for him, what an honor.

I don't know how long it took before the rain stopped, and the thunder in the sky was also annihilated.

Heaven and earth restored peace.

hum! hum! hum!

In the backyard, the humming of the sword could be heard incessantly. It came from Ye Chen's hand, or more precisely, the long sword in Ye Chen's hand. , There is also a mark of thunder and lightning on the sword body.

"Failure." Ye Chen shook his head with a sigh, and threw the long sword behind him at will.

The mana was sealed, and the refining technique was also limited. The weapon he built this time was far from his standard. When he took it out, he was embarrassed to say that he created it. There is no way. The vision of the immortal is too high.

However, the sword that he regarded as an inferior product fell into the hands of Yang Ge, and it was a peerless sword. Once the sword was cut out, the iron pillar standing in the courtyard, like tofu, was easily cut open.

"God soldier, god soldier!" Yang Ge was very excited, holding the long sword in his hand, and knelt down with a plop, "This will be a martial arts treasure, even more domineering than the legendary Wentian sword."

"If you can, I really want to invite my Dingding out." Ye Chen said meaningfully, a defective sword can make Yang Ge old like this. If Daluo Shending is here, I don't know this old man , will it be three times and nine bows, or maybe it will be crying father and mother.

"Thank you for your gift, little friend." Yang Ge came over holding a long sword, excited like a child, tears dripping from the corners of his eyes, "such a magical soldier, please give me a name."

"Made of black black iron, cheered by thunder and lightning, Xuanlei sword." Ye Chen said casually.

"Domineering enough." The boss of Yang Ge laughed, and he stepped out of the courtyard. In the courtyard, he danced a long sword. The sword move was quite subtle, but it was full of sword energy, accompanied by thunder, and he did not use his internal strength to motivate , I saw the flowers, plants and trees in the courtyard were cut off by the sword energy.

"Little friend, it's good to learn a few tricks." Yang Ge said with a smile.

"random."

"Look at the move." Yang Ge shouted loudly, a sword pierced through Changhong, and attacked Ye Chen directly. This blow was called his strongest blow, and the air of the stab sparked.

Ye Chen stood still, standing still, without any emotional fluctuations towards the stabbing long sword.

It was only when the tip of the sword was five inches away from him that he raised his hand slightly, stretched out two fingers, and clamped the long sword impartially. half point.

"This..." Yang Ge was stunned, his eyes protruding, he was shocked, but also horrified, his eyes were unbelievable, that was his strongest blow! Coupled with the support of Xuan Lei Jian, it was enough to instantly kill a martial arts master, but he was easily taken over by Ye Chen, how strong he is!

"Wash and sleep!" Ye Chen flicked his fingers and shook Yang Ge back.

When he stopped, Ye Chen had disappeared in the backyard.

In the courtyard, it fell into silence again, a dead silence, Yang Ge Lao stood there in a daze, in a trance, if he lost his soul, he always felt that his internal strength in the past few decades had been repaired in vain, one move, only one move, The defeat was a complete mess, and these blows were very heavy.

"Is he a god?" Yang Ge murmured to himself, perhaps, even he himself did not know, when he said this sentence, the Xuan Lei Sword in his hand inadvertently fell from his hand.

At this moment, the emaciated back was like a giant mountain of eight thousand feet, and he couldn't help but look up.