I have a little bit of talent

Fang Mu's words stunned everyone except Tong Shi.

How come Tong Shi is not just Tong Shi? How come he is related to the Red Flame Sword?

For a moment, everyone's head was buzzing.

Chen Qingfeng simply fell into a brain freeze again. His eyes rolled back and he fell backwards. Fortunately, Boss Mo held him up.

Only Tong Shi looked at Fang Mu with a complicated expression.

"To be honest, Brother Zhao actually makes me feel a little scared.

"I originally planned to let Brother Zhao go today. After all, I still need the Iron Fist Sect to help me explain the matter of Tong Mansion.

"It seems that we can't keep Brother Zhao at this moment."

Fang Mu just smiled when he heard that.

"Thank you for the compliment, Brother Tong."

Boss Mo and Tong Qianjun rolled their eyes at the same time.

They said they were going to kill you, why are you thanking them? This guy is really weird.

"That's it, that's it."

Mr. Tong is worthy of being the patriarch of this weapon-casting family. He knows a lot about magic weapons. Although his brain is not very good, he has come to his senses at this time.

"I originally thought that the spiritual power of the Red Flame Sword was lacking because something went wrong during the casting process.

"I didn't expect that you secretly merged the divine weapon's spirituality with your soul, which allowed you to control the Scarlet Flame Sword! This is how you know that Tong Qianjun is the Lord of Scarlet Flame!"

Seeing that the old fool finally understood, Fang Mu said:

“Mr. Tong finally figured it out, but unfortunately it’s still a little off.

"First, the spirituality of this Scarlet Flame Sword is not completely integrated, only most of it. Otherwise, there would be no need to plot against Brother Tong. I would just use the sword to chop you.

“Secondly, Brother Tong’s hatred for you is probably greater than you think, so much so that after the fusion of the Red Flame Spirit, this spirit has undergone a transformation. It is more appropriate to call it Demonic Nature at this time.

"Third, Brother Tong will probably not let go of everyone present today, especially you, Brother Tong."

Tong Shi's face turned ugly after hearing Fang Mu's words. Anyone would feel uneasy if others guessed all his actions and behaviors, even the color of his underwear was known.

"What Brother Zhao said is indeed true. You are now in this Weapon Refining Pavilion and cannot escape even if you have wings!"

"Let's do it together! We can't delay any longer!"

Before Tong Shi finished speaking, Mr. Tong shouted loudly, and at the same time, his true energy burst out, and he punched out with his only remaining arm.

Zhang Xian and the others obviously knew that if they didn't take action now, they would have no chance of survival if they dragged on any longer, so they all attacked Tong Shi.

For a moment, Tong Shi was attacked from both sides, with Mr. Tong's punch in the front and the cold light of Zhang Xian and others' weapons in the back. The whole Weapon Refining Pavilion was suddenly filled with surging true energy like the sea, and spots of cold light appeared.

Fang Mu, Mo Lao Da, Tong Qianjun and others did not make a move, but took Chen Qingfeng back a few steps, hiding behind the furnace to resist the energy released by the people in the field. At the same time, they secretly looked at Tong Shi, wanting to see how he would respond.

You should know that all the people present here are from all over the world of Wuhu, and they have all practiced for many years. They are not newcomers. They have all achieved success in Qi training and are far beyond the reach of Tieshan and Lu Chen.

Although their levels of Qi training vary, they are all extraordinary and can be called masters.

Even the Huaicheng Commander Chen Changxing, compared to these people, only had more powerful true energy and more sophisticated martial arts. At the same time, facing the attacks of these people, he could only flee.

What’s more, there is a Mr. Tong among them!

Although Mr. Tong had his arm cut off by the Red Flame Sword before, it was because he was not prepared at all. In addition, the Red Flame Sword was indeed sharp and difficult to stop, and the true energy was difficult to stop, so he suffered a loss.

At this moment, when they regrouped and exerted their full strength, the Tong family's inherited furnace-refined true qi was as strong as steel and iron, and it brought a strong gust of wind straight to Tong Shi's head.

If Tong Shi gets hit hard by this blow, even if his head is made of steel, it will be smashed to pieces!

"Chickens and dogs are not worth mentioning!"

Tong Shi snorted coldly, and the Red Flame Sword in his hand emitted a red light and flew out with a whoosh at an extremely fast speed.

The Red Flame Sword flashed brightly, and it actually arrived first, cutting down Zhang Xian and the others before their weapons arrived.

Everyone was about to dodge, but they felt their bodies sink, as if being held tightly by a pair of huge hands. They were unable to move at all, and could only watch in despair as the Red Flame Sword passed by like a meteor.

There was a constant sound of clinking, and Boss Mo leaned over to look.

However, Zhang Xian and others remained motionless, and the weapons in their hands broke into two and fell to the ground.

"In the field of divine weapons, no one can defeat them!"

Zhang Xian slowly uttered a few words, and could no longer hold on. A thin line appeared on his neck, and then his head fell to the ground!

It wasn't just Zhang Xian, the others were like this too, their heads were separated from their bodies almost at the same time. They couldn't be deader!

Fortunately, he died under the Red Flame Sword, and the heat sealed the broken end, preventing the blood from flowing out, otherwise the entire Weapon Refining Pavilion would have been a river of blood!

This scene shocked Boss Mo so much that he opened his mouth and was speechless. Looking at the bodies of Zhang Xian and others, he couldn't help but show sadness on his face.

After all, we have known each other for many years and could be considered friends before today.

Even though I had some hatred towards them, I felt a little uncomfortable seeing that they were all dead.

"Divine weapon, this is the divine weapon. I hate you, you little thief. Give me back my divine weapon!"

Mr. Tong was not dead, but his only remaining legs and one hand were severed.

The whole person just lay on the ground, staring at the red flame in Tong Shi's hand, like a madman.

It seems that Mr. Tong has gone crazy.

Tong Shi was obviously very satisfied with the results of his attack. He looked around before looking at Mr. Tong who was lying on the ground.

"After all, my uncle raised me, so he can't die so easily.

"After I get out, I will keep my uncle in the backyard. Oh, right, in my father's original room, okay?

"That room has been empty for many years. I think uncle will feel more comfortable living there."

Mr. Tong was unmoved by what he said, he just stared at the Red Flame Sword and kept shouting.

"Give me back my magic weapon, and I will be invincible in the world, hahahaha..."

As if he felt that there was no sense of accomplishment in teasing a madman, Tong Shi finally turned his attention to Fang Mu and others.

When Boss Mo saw him looking at him, he couldn't help but shrink his neck. He was originally fearless, but he actually became a little afraid of Tong Shi.

This person is so terrifying. Killing people would be bad enough, but he even wants to keep Mr. Tong as a human being in a jar.

Although Mr. Tong was the murderer of his father and deserved to be put to death, this kind of humiliation was too vicious.

"You, what do you want?"

Out of fear, Boss Mo's speech became a little incoherent.

Tong Shi gently stroked the sword with his hand and said calmly:

“These people all have their own way to death, but you, Boss Mo, are different.

"As long as you kill Zhao Ming and Tong Qianjun, and yes, this Chen Qingfeng,

"Kill them and you will live!"

"Bullshit, you are trying to deceive me again. I am not a fool like Tong Qianjun."

Boss Mo sneered at his words, and Tong Qianjun's face twitched. He was shot even when he was lying down.

"Boss Mo, what he said might be true!"

Fang Mu, however, put his arm around Boss Mo's shoulders with a smile on his face.

"If you really kill the three of us, maybe you can survive.

"As long as you are not afraid of keeping Mr. Tong company."