When Wen Huchen heard Mu Yun's call, he immediately perked up and responded in a deep voice: "Wen is here. Thank you Mr. Xing for your kindness."
After saying that, he heard the strong wind howling, and a long weapon over eight feet broke through the wall of fire and rushed straight towards Wen Huchen's chest.
When Wen Huchen saw this, he didn't dare to neglect. He took advantage of the opportunity and used his arms to push and hit each other. He immediately took off the forward momentum of the Panlong Purple Gold Gun. Then he saw his big hand grabbing the handle of the gun that he usually used. The intersection with swallowing.
Qian Zhidun raised his eyes and looked up at the same time. In an instant, his expression suddenly changed, and he was silent for a long time.
To my surprise, there is a cold crescent-shaped branch on the side of the Panlong Purple Gold Gun, and the whole body has turned into a green dragon halberd.
Seeing Wen Huchen being so rude, everyone remembered that he had just accused Xi Kaiyuan of wrongdoing, and thought to themselves that this is called June debt, and it must be paid back quickly, but let's see how you are going to deal with it now.
However, before Wen Huchen could speak, he heard Mu Yun's solemn voice saying: "In the seventh year of Zhengtong's war against the Yuan Dynasty, General Wen commanded two thousand warriors and held off more than ten thousand Northern Yuan cavalry at Jiayuguan. We will not retreat for three months. It was during that battle that the Panlong Kaitian Halberd broke its branches because it killed too many enemies. This experience must be fresh in General Wen’s memory, right?”
Although everyone knew that Wen Huchen was born in the army and became a bandit because he was dissatisfied with Shangguan's chaos in government, they had never heard of such heroic deeds by him.
It should be noted that although people in the martial arts disdain to associate with the government, they still share the same hatred for the country and their families. At this moment, everyone couldn't help but feel in awe when they heard this.
Wen Huchen's eyes were faintly red, and then he laughed loudly and said: "Wen is no longer in the army. It doesn't matter if we don't mention the word 'general'. Today, I would like to thank Mr. Wen thinks to himself that he will never live up to your expectations."
Although there were not many words, there was a sense of sympathy between heroes. After hearing this, Mu Yun laughed loudly and said: "Master Wen, there is no need to be polite. No matter whether he is in the government or in the country, his heart of protecting the country and the people, punishing evil and promoting good will never change. , I also sincerely wish that Master Wen’s ambition will be fulfilled.”
Wen Huchen said he was ashamed and returned to his place with his halberd. And as the three weapons were re-forged and released, the atmosphere in the field became more lively, and everyone was whispering to each other, guessing who the next lucky winner would be.
Here, Xiao Lei looked around and said with a smile: "Wonderful, wonderful, it seems that the real foodie and his gang of disciples have really escaped. They can't pick up this ready-made bargain."
Seeing his gloating look, Yu Bingru couldn't help but laugh and said: "Even if Master Wu Se doesn't come forward, Mr. Xing will always have to do this favor, otherwise it won't look good on his face."
Xiao Lei was about to retort, but suddenly he heard Mu Yun raise his voice: "Is Mr. Fu, the little god of wealth, here? Please take Mr. Fu's sword of all evil."
As soon as he finished speaking, a man with a brocade robe, jade belt, and luxurious clothes came out of the crowd, and responded with a smile: "Young man, Fu Lun is here. I respectfully ask Mr. Xing to give you a sword."
This little God of Wealth is about thirty years old. He has a very handsome appearance and a graceful manner. He is also shaking an iron fractured fan in his hand. It has antithetical and antithetical inscriptions on the calligraphy works of several famous calligraphers and painters of the time, which makes him even more elegant. He is full of energy and is definitely not the ordinary vulgar businessman who is full of copper odor.
The one he had previously been tested on was a large sword called the "Treasure Sword of Ten Thousand Sins". This sword was more than one foot long and weighed ninety-nine kilograms. Unfortunately, it was still smashed into pieces by the Death Star Divine Hammer.
Everyone expected that this big sword must be powerful, but unexpectedly, they heard a soft sound, and a ball of white light passed through the wall of fire and shined directly in front of Fu Lun.
Fu Lun had already exerted all his strength, but he was greatly shocked when he saw this. He immediately blocked the folding fan and caught the white light in the fan.
Opening the folding fan and taking a closer look, he saw that it was actually a shining seven-inch dagger. Fu Lun froze immediately and couldn't help but said in confusion: "Have Qi Shaoxia made a mistake? This is not Xiao Ke's treasured knife for all evils."
Mu Yun paused for a moment, but said calmly: "I'm not mistaken, my grandfather said that Mr. Daofu's sword has too many impurities. The essence of it is only the blade that killed the evil dragon in the East China Sea, so I have no choice but to serve Mr. Fu so far."
Everyone couldn't help laughing when they heard this. Xiao Lei even laughed so hard that he held his stomach and gasped: "It seems that Mr. , this time being exposed by Mr. Xing in public, you have reaped the consequences~"
Yu Bingru and Xing Zhiying also looked at each other and smiled. At this time, they heard Mu Yun continue: "In addition, I heard that Mr. Wen Fu is good at close combat. This way, you can get rid of the bad and keep the good. As the saying goes, the fan and dagger are combined into one, and you can be both civil and military." , wouldn’t it be more in line with Mr. Fu’s extraordinary temperament?”
Although Fu Lun also felt that his face was dishonored, after all, the seven-inch dagger was made by Xing Zhenliang, so he still made a profit without losing any money, so he said like a donkey: "Yes, Xiao Ke will naturally remember Xing Zhenliang's hand." For your teachings, I also want to thank Mr. Xing Hui for the treasure... ahem... the treasure blade."
His precious "sword" turned into a precious "blade". Although 99% of its weight was removed, it still had an extra "point" at the key point.
After hearing this, Xiao Lei couldn't help but shook his head and said: "The villain is successful, the villain is really successful. Even this profiteer comes to trouble me, it is really unreasonable."
Yu Bingru smiled slightly and lowered his voice: "This is unjust? Then Xiaolei, do you know the origin of the fan of the little God of Wealth?"
Xiaolei was startled when he heard this, lowered his head and thought, "Fan? Isn't it just an ordinary fan with broken iron bones, it just has some acid and fake jealousy added to it."
Yu Bingru slowly shook his head and said: "The name of the fan of the Little God of Wealth is 'Fixing'. The middle section of the fan bone is made of Arctic magnet, which can absorb all gold and iron hidden weapons. As for the fan, it is gilded with the rare Kirin Blood Black Gold. Overturn, that is the true invulnerability to water and fire, and the ability to overcome all poisons."
Xiao Lei couldn't help but be jealous after hearing this, but Xing Zhiying was moved in her heart, frowned and said: "I heard my grandpa mention that there is a treasure armor made of Kirin Blood and Black Gold in the martial arts world, called 'Renwu Kirin Armor', and it has He wrote a peerless magical skill, sister Yu, do you know this legend?"
Yu Bingru nodded slightly and said: "My master has mentioned it before, but this kind of thing is false and mostly just fabricated. Besides, all the martial arts sects have inherited unique skills. It is just that one mountain is higher than the other, so I never think that Is there really any peerless magical skill in this world that can stand out from the crowd?"
After hearing this, Xing Zhiying secretly felt that it was reasonable, while Xiao Lei was full of yearning. Just as he was about to continue to inquire about the details, he suddenly heard Mu Yun speak loudly again: "Is Zhongnan Sect Master Wose here? Please ask Master Wose to take over the Jiucang Ancient Sword." "
Xiao Lei originally thought that no one would answer this time, but unexpectedly, a young Taoist priest squeezed out from the crowd in the distance and responded loudly: "My master has something urgent to do and I have already taken the first step. I, the poor Taoist Chang Jing, would like to express my gratitude to Xing Xing on behalf of my master." The old man gave me the sword."
