2943: C2943 It Was a Sword a Dragon?

C2943 It Was a Sword a Dragon?

It's a sword, a dragon?

"Bang!"

He crashed into a big tree and spat out a mouthful of blood. His face was as pale as paper and his head was covered in cold sweat. He looked at his broken arm and said, "My hand, my hand..."

"Ah!"

He screamed in pain.

To a Refiner, losing a hand was equivalent to losing his life.

No matter how strong Refiner was, he couldn't forge a weapon with a single hand.

Lei Gang and pavilion master cried out miserably.

Everyone was dumbfounded.

In the past, they didn't know about it, and they thought that the Pavilion of Heavenly Secret was scary. But now, they knew that appreciating the Divine Weapon would really cost them their lives!

Some of them had ugly expressions on their faces, and fear could be seen in their eyes.

However...

These people didn't pay any attention to Lei Gang or pavilion master . Instead, they were staring at the bronze longsword.

Loong Fei walked to Lei Gang and pavilion master 's side. He said slightly, "Bear with it."

He sprinkled some hemostatic powder on his wound and took out two Healing Pill. He said, "It can help you stop the pain."

Lei Gang pavilion master said gratefully, "Thank you."

Loong Fei said, "You are welcome. I want to know what you feel the moment you hold the bronze spear."

Lei Gang and pavilion master looked at Loong Fei and said, "The power of the explosion."

"The force of the explosion?" Loong Fei's eyes tightened.

Lei Gang said, "The force of the explosion, that's why my arm exploded the moment I grabbed it. Immortal Martial Pavilion Lord, don't go and take a look. That bronze sword is too strange."

He now understood why Hai Lian pavilion master suddenly died.

The force he sensed was different from the force Lei Gang and pavilion master sensed.

Loong Fei frowned. "Everyone can sense different powers. Hai Lian pavilion master didn't touch it. He only used the spirit of Hai Lian to sense it. He died instantly."

"Lei Gang and pavilion master used their hands to sense it. One of his arms exploded."

"It seems like this sword is really different." Loong Fei slightly raised his eyes and looked at the bronze sword floating on the ground not far away.

When faced with the Sword of War God, Loong Fei could tell the name of the Sword of War God at first glance, but he could not say the name of the bronze sword.

Furthermore.

He couldn't sense anything.

Loong Fei seemed to have disappeared because of his special ability.

The old man said slowly, "You still have a chance to choose."

"I only have one life. I hope you can cherish it."

A middle-aged man lightly stepped forward and said: "I'll do it"

Now everyone knew how powerful this bronze sword was, it could kill, but no one gave up!

Martial artists had their own goals.

Become a celestial disciple and obtain the power of ancient inheritances.

Similarly.

Refiner also had his own goal, which was to enter the Pavilion of Heavenly Secret!

Retreating might seem simple, but to Refiner, this might end their progress, or even become a knot in his heart, and it would be difficult for him to break through in his lifetime.

There were some things that he had to do.

Everyone looked at the middle-aged man with cautious expressions.

"Hu!"

The man walked forward and said, "Come!"

After saying that.

The True Spirit Qi on the man's body suddenly surged. "Rumble! Rumble!"

The flames started to roll.

The flames moved and wrapped around the bronze sword. The man's brow tightened and he shouted, "Merge!"

At the same time.

"Rumble!"

For no reason whatsoever, the middle-aged man's body suddenly caught on fire. He immediately cried out loudly and rolled down from the sacrificial altar.

"Ahhhh!"

The corpse didn't even last ten seconds before it turned into powder.

Dead!

Another Refiner fell.

For some reason, he didn't even know how he died.

Everyone's facial expression tensed up once again. Many of them started shivering and didn't dare to step forward anymore.

This bronze sword was too ferocious.

It was definitely a ferocious weapon.

If he went up again, he would die.

"Sigh."

The old man let out a sigh and said in a low voice, "It seems like no outstanding Refiner has appeared this year."

Three of them appeared on the stage. Two of them were dead and one was injured.

No one dared to step forward and try.

There was only one outcome after trying, death!

The old man took a few steps forward and said, "Cultivation is not easy, the road of refining is even more difficult. Let's end it here today. Go back and cultivate more. If there is a chance next year, come and challenge me again."

Half the time passed.

Refiner, who was at the scene, was shocked. It would be a waste of time to wait any longer.

"Alright!"

"This is too difficult."

... "Really difficult!"

"The Cultivation Level is still not enough. "

"What exactly is this Divine Weapon?"

Seeing the old man speak, they also went down the stairs and did not dare to try again.

At this moment.

Loong Fei took a few steps forward and said, "I want to try."

"Eh?"

The old man turned around and looked at Loong Fei. He looked at the symbol on Loong Fei's clothes.

It was the symbol of Immortal Martial Pavilion.

It was also the representative of the Immortal-Edge City, and it was also because of the recommendation of the Immortal Destiny Sect that the Immortal Martial Pavilion was qualified to participate in the Divine Weapon appraisal. Otherwise, it wouldn't be qualified to appear here.

"You?"

"What ability does the Immortal Martial Pavilion have?"

"That's right, I've never heard of refining any kind of Divine Weapon or sharp weapon."

"The Immortal Martial Pavilion is here to join in the fun."

"Going up there is just courting death."

"Kid, you'd better calm down. What can you do with your abilities? I can't do anything."

"None of us can do it. Can a mere Immortal Martial Pavilion like you do it? Why don't you take a piss and take a photo? What is it?"

The Immortal Martial Pavilion was looked down upon.

Any Refiner here had greater influence than the Immortal Martial Pavilion. When they saw that Loong Fei wanted to go and take a look, they were naturally unhappy.

The corner of Loong Fei's mouth curled up, and he said with a smile, "The Immortal Martial Pavilion isn't anything special. It's nothing in the eyes of many Master Refiner, but I'm going to give it a try. What about all of you?"

"Go."

"If you have the guts, go. "

"If you have any, then shut up!"0

"If you don't dare to go, then stop showing off in front of me. If you want me to take a piss and take a photo, why don't you take a piss and take a photo of yourself?"

"You don't even dare to try. What can you do?"

He didn't give them any face at all.

Furthermore.

While Loong Fei was speaking, he had already walked up to the altar and looked at the long bronze sword that was floating on the ground.

The few old men were infuriated by Loong Fei's words.

"Kid, who do you think you are?"

"You have the right to laugh at us?"

"You, a junior, are truly arrogant. I would like to see how you appraise us!"

Just as they were about to laugh at Loong Fei.

Loong Fei's right arm moved, "Weng!"

The strength when practicing the heavy sword without any edge began to surge. The muscles on his entire arm began to move, almost bursting out of his sleeve.

Lei Gang pavilion master said loudly, "Brother, be careful not to explode your hand."

He moved his right hand and directly grabbed it.

However.

At the same time, Loong Fei's mind went silent. There wasn't a single trace of his true spirit, nor was there any intention to forge weapons. He had completely emptied his mind.

"Buzz! Buzz! Buzz!"

The bronze sword suddenly let out a sword hum.

The restrained sword radiance suddenly seemed to be out of control and shot out one after another.

Loong Fei did not move.

At this moment!

In his world, what he held in his hand was not a sword, but a dragon!

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