124. Imperial Wall Tempering Blood

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"Hurry up.

Shen Yiren urged the men behind her who couldn't keep up with her pace, looking at the God Refining and Forging Cauldron in great anxiety. A long time has passed since Mingfei really fell, and he doesn't know whether he is dead or alive.

Now the emperor has been safely rescued by Yu Feiyuan and Elder Shou. The soldiers of the Luo family were also firmly suppressed. As soon as the battle situation in the arena was dominant, Shen Yiren immediately brought people to rescue him. The martial arts skills of the people following her were no big deal. But they have one thing in common. These three people are all masters of soft weapons such as soft ropes and soft whips.

The fire for refining the gods and forging the cauldron comes from the center of the earth, and has the reputation of burning down the city with huge fire. Gold and iron placed under the cauldron will melt, and it will be impossible for a person to stand on it. These three people could only rescue Ming Feizhen from the cauldron wall by relying on soft ropes and other weapons.

However, unexpectedly, a huge pillar of fire suddenly erupted from the heart of the God-Forged Cauldron. Thousands of tongues of fire erupted from the center, and countless streams of fire fell down. No one dared to stay around the heart of the cauldron.

"Not true!'

Shen Yiren stood there as if he had lost his soul, watching the monstrous flames swallow up the scene in front of him. The distorted phenomena around it show the terrifying extent of high heat. Such a pillar of fire soaring into the sky, even gold and iron cannot be left behind, let alone a living person?

This was not the first time that Ming Fei was in real danger of losing his life. The last time was when he dueled with Fu Xiang in the palace and pretended to be hit by Fu Xiang with seventeen palms. That time Shen Yiren was so angry that she immediately flew onto the stage and vowed to kill Fu Xiang to avenge him. The anger in his mood was no less intense than the moves on the sword.

This time it was different.

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For some reason, when Shen Yiren saw the fire pillar igniting, her heart felt empty. It was as if at this moment, his whole blood ran cold. She bit her blue lips and unconsciously crossed her arms. At this moment, she actually felt cold.

."...How about death...No, no. He can't die.'

The eyes on the bloodless pretty face regained their composure. Shen Yiren opened her legs and was about to run forward, but she felt something in her heart -

It seemed as if the sword edge was hitting her heart, and a sudden and fierce momentum instantly grabbed the girl's attention. He forcibly separated her from her sorrow in an almost brutal and primitive form.

Not just her, all the warriors in the field felt this way. The pores all over the body were opened and cold sweat flowed.

It was an uneasy feeling like there were thousands of ants gnawing at my heart.

This strange feeling can only occur when biological instincts are threatened. There is something in the God-Refining Cauldron that threatens everyone's lives with a fierce and sharp aura.

"Is this

After the grand burst of flames, the God Refining Cauldron returned to stability and gradually became silent. The strange thing is that the two sides who were fighting also fell into this silent atmosphere at the same time, and stopped unconsciously.

As if all the sounds were absorbed by something in Na Ding's heart, the arena, which was originally filled with shouts and fights, became silent. No one spoke or made any move.

They seemed to have been immobilized, and all activities came to a standstill.

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But when everything was silent, a fixed sound came into their ears again. Tap tap tap

Whose footsteps are those? Slowly and heavily, it is coming step by step.

The sound got closer and closer, and finally reached the door of the casting room.

The footsteps did not stop, and the door showed no sign of being pushed open.

Instead, there were two clear sounds of ‘hiss’ and ‘hiss’, like gold scissors cutting through paper neatly. Then the door was split into four parts and fell to the ground like waste paper.

The door was made of iron, but in his hands it was no different than tissue paper.

When Luo Ming appeared in front of people again with a sword, he instantly attracted everyone's attention.

Just now He Jing has found the answer. All eyes were uncontrollably focused on the big sword in Luo Ming's hand.

This newly released sword still has white smoke curling up on it, and its heat is still extremely high. Although the dull sword blade is wide, sharp edges are revealed on both sides. Compared with Yu Gong, who is a great sword but is superior in terms of weight and length, it is obvious that this sword pays more attention to the sharpness of armor-piercing. The swallowing mouth is made into a dragon's mouth. The dragon-shaped casting does not have a majestic style. On the contrary, it reveals a kind of ferocity and wildness, which is lifelike. One can't help but wonder whether the Forger has actually seen such a dragon.

Since the sword came to the scene, the strong uneasy feeling has gradually become stronger, and the heart beats faster and faster. In order to escape from this discomfort, people can't help but want to kneel down and worship.

"not enough."

This was the first sentence Luo Ming said, and the iron-colored edge flashed. The sword energy swirled and swept like the wind, and about twenty heads rose into the sky. Before today, Luo Ming would have needed to accumulate power for a long time to do this. It is derived from Guizang Sword Theory. The power cannot be so mediocre - the sword is so powerful.

But he didn't seem happy either. There is no expression on his face, no likes or dislikes.

Shen Yiren said angrily: "Luo Ming! You killed innocent people indiscriminately!"

Hong Jiu and others also rushed to the stage at this time and shouted: "It's no wonder that you are a famous martial artist and act so cruelly."

"This sword wants to drink blood." Luo Ming stared straight at Shen Yiren and others, as if he didn't think there was anything wrong with what he said, and answered matter-of-factly.

“Sacrifice is necessary.

'So necessary!'

Luo Yan was furious when he heard this. He pulled off the hood that was used to cover up, revealing a head of gray silver hair. The hair roots are intertwined and as hard as steel thorns, giving people a powerful and extraordinary feeling. More than half of the martial arts people present recognized the second master of the Luo family. They couldn't help but exclaimed in surprise.

Luo Yan gritted his teeth and looked at him as if he were an enemy. SF light J said

"Good brother, I'm back.

Luo Ming was not surprised, or perhaps not interested. Without even raising his eyes, he just said 'hmm' and said something.

"you are still alive."

"Yes, I am still alive, you must be disappointed.

"Not much." Luo Ming looked expressionless, staring at the newly forged divine sword. "The sword is not yet finished.

Luo Yan said angrily: "This sword can't stop crying for blood since it was born, which shows its evil nature. Can such evil weapons be made? Luo Ming, you learned all the sword-making skills your father taught you in the belly of a dog." went! ?"

"Evil sword?"

Luo Ming's eyes looked at Luo Yan for the first time at this moment. His eyes were lifeless, dull, or cold. In short, they did not contain any emotions that humans should have.

“The sword is not strong enough.

Luo Ming suddenly took out something from his arms. Hong Jiu and others all took two steps back and put on a defensive posture. Just then the sword went away without making a sound, killing about twenty people. If I encounter this sword, I don't know how to guard against it, and my scalp will feel numb.

However, Luo Ming did not attack, but took out two glazed vials.

Luo Ming slowly uncorked the bottle and poured the blood stored in the two vials onto the sword blade.

Suddenly, a faint bloody red light appeared on the sword. Compared with the candlelight in Luoming, it is deeper and more ominous.

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