280: C280 The Moment the Flying Sword Appears It Kills in All Directions

C280 The Moment the Flying Sword Appears It Kills in All Directions

Julius looked at the old man and suddenly furrowed his brows.

"Chen Feng isn't someone from your Azure Dragon?"

The old man gently shook his head. "We are also wondering where this kid came from."

As he spoke, he turned his head to look at Xia Yuling who was quietly making tea and asked with a smile, "Girl, this old Daoist is almost full of tea. When will that kid be able to come out? Why don't you go and call him?"

"How would I know?" Xia Yuling could not help but roll her eyes.

"You guys wait a little longer. When it is time to come out, he will naturally come out."

The old man looked at Julius and stroked his beard. He smiled and said, "Fortunately, this old Taoist has some free time. I wonder if Mr. Julius has that time?"

"He still has that little time." Julius nodded slightly.

Chen Feng was actually not a member of the Azure Dragon. Could it be that he was an official of the China?

That wasn't right either. If it was the government, they wouldn't allow him to be so lawless.

They waited in the living room for Chen Feng to come out of his seclusion and started chatting.

At this moment, Chen Feng was at the eye of the Earth Flint in the back mountain, melting the flying sword.

Becoming famous after the battle with the Blood Lion had brought him great prestige and fame, but it had also brought him too much attention and trouble.

He had to immediately increase his strength in order to deal with it better.

He had to lay a good foundation in his cultivation, and he couldn't be impatient.

He did not lack cultivation techniques and Tao techniques.

In that case, he could only rely on external objects.

Flying swords!

Flying swords that were originally spirit tools couldn't be used due to damage, but the material itself was there.

With his heaven-defying equipment forging skills, as long as he had the materials, he could repair it or even upgrade it to a whole new level.

Therefore, he spent an entire day setting up the Earth Flint as the eye of the sun and placing it into the Spirit Gathering Array. Then, he used the earthstring fire he had drawn out to refine the damaged flying sword.

Once the flying sword was refined, he would have the greatest trump card.

Although the grade of the Demon Refining Pot was high, it was also because it was too high that he was unable to display its powerful effects.

Now, two days had passed. Refining the flying sword had already been a day and night, and he was about to succeed.

"Fortunately, I have this Earth Flint. Otherwise, I would have to spend four to five times more time to refine and form it."

Chen Feng sat at the eye of the formation, and a fiery red, half-foot-long small sword floated in front of him, emitting a scorching light.

The originally pure white sword body had turned fiery red because of the Earth Flint powder.

"If you have the Li Fire Pure Gold, you can still increase your grade by one. But now, I will refine you into a spirit artifact sword embryo, and you can continue refining it in the future. It won't have much of an effect."

Even with Chen Feng's ability to refine weapons, this flying sword could only be upgraded to a middle-grade spirit weapon.

However, a flying sword was a pure killing weapon. The actual lethality it could display was often higher than its own grade, so it was normal for it to exceed one or two grades.

Therefore, in terms of killing power, this flying sword was comparable to a high-grade spirit artifact.2

And with Chen Feng's ability to control it, he could even control it as if it was his arm. He could attack wherever he wanted, and he could cut whoever he wanted. It was enough to increase the lethality of a top-grade spirit artifact to the height of a supreme-grade spirit artifact.

Compared to the Cultivator on Earth, his original strength was at the Mid Foundation Stage level.

Now that he had this flying sword, he could easily kill a Mid Foundation Stage warrior. It was not a problem for him to fight a Late Foundation Stage or Great Consummation warrior.

Chen Feng raised his hand. Three drops of blood essence dripped out of his fingertip and merged into the flying sword.

The fiery red sword turned blood-red, and then it turned back into a fiery red color.

A feeling of blood connection was formed between Chen Feng's mind and the flying sword.

This was his sword, the Natal Sword.

"Return!"

Chen Feng opened his mouth and sucked in a breath. The half-foot long fiery red flying sword quickly shrank and was sucked into his mouth.

There was still one last step - using the Golden Fire Qi of the lungs to refine this sword embryo, and further strengthen the connection between the original Spiritual Consciousness and the flying sword.

Then, the flying sword shot out, killing in all directions!

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