Po Tian Xie Zun

"Of course I... Fuck, no, who the hell is going to marry you? Laozi is the prince of Ziling Kingdom, and if you want to marry, you will marry me."

In the middle of Yuchi Haoran's impulsive words, he finally realized that he had been tricked. He was handsome and blushed quietly. The relationship between Wei Zihan and him has become more and more harmonious in the past month, and it has almost been confirmed. This is why he dared to be so crazy. The root cause of pride's occupation of him.

"Then I'd better marry someone else."

As soon as the smile collapsed, Wei Zihan pretended to be helpless.

"you dare!"

Yuchi Haoran stared at him, all kinds of bullies.

"Ha ha…"

Xie Wuya couldn't help but smile exaggeratedly on Han Mengli's body. Damn it, he only found out today that they, Haoran, also have such a dickish side, it's so funny.

"Look, it's a joke, right?"

Nodding to Xie Wuya, Wei Zihan said inexplicably, Yuchi's eyes turned wildly, and he gave Wei Zihan a charming look, and whispered: "It's not all your fault!"

"Oh? If you marry me obediently, how can you make others laugh?"

Wei Zihan still didn't want to let him go. Originally, he didn't think so much, he just wanted to try to see him everywhere, but he didn't expect him to say that he wouldn't get married. This would hurt his big man's face a bit. Do you want to subdue him once, or he will not be able to turn the world upside down in the future?

"I...why didn't you marry me?"

Yuchi Haoran pointed at his fingers aggrieved, all kinds of resentment, how could he be a dignified prince, right?How can you marry as a woman?

"Because I am the future king of Hanxuan Kingdom, what will my people do if I marry you? Do you have the heart to let me be ridiculed by the people? Or do you have the heart to watch my people, my relatives being trampled and devoured by others? ?”

Since it was impossible to force it, Wei Zihan simply adopted the policy of mourning soldiers, as long as the final result was what he wanted, and the process could be completely ignored.

"Eh... this..."

Yuchi Haoran hesitated, indeed, he couldn't bear it, but...

"I said Haoran, since two people love each other, does it matter who marries whom? It's just a formality, too much care about other people's opinions will make you suffer, besides, being able to stay together is the most important thing Bar."

Xie Wuya, who didn't know when to stop laughing, suddenly inserted into them, put his hand on Han Mengli's shoulder, and leaned against him obliquely, his brows were full of disdain, what kind of bullshit precepts are like nothing to him. Shit, the only thing that matters is that the two can stay together forever.

"There is nothing wrong with that reason, but..."

"Boom..."

Yuchi Haoran's rebuttal was interrupted by a sudden rumbling sound, and everyone's attention was instantly drawn to the front of the arena. Lan Shaoqing and Hong Zhong put away their strange fires and mental power almost at the same time. The loud noise was that Lan Shaoqing turned on the furnace, and a rare black sword slowly emerged from the furnace. The sword itself looked nothing special, but when it fully revealed its real body For a moment, under the sunlight, the blade of the sword reflected a dazzling light, and the mighty dragons were reflected in the shadows on the ground. Most importantly, the shapes and postures of the dragons on each shadow were different, and However, the great sword itself does not have dragon carvings.

"Intermediate Immortal Artifact?!"

"Isn't it? Isn't Young Master Lan a Spirit Artifact Master? Could it be that he's already a mid-level Immortal Artifact Master?"

"Am I dazzled? That shape, that kind of calm and simple aura, is it really a mid-level fairy weapon?"

"Damn it, I'm going crazy, young master Lan is only in his 20s, right? He's already a mid-level fairy weapon master, it's too scary..."

"I'm afraid Master Hong will lose this time, right?"

The level certification of weapons generally depends on its momentum, sharpness and shape. The great sword refined by Lan Shaoqing is undoubtedly the standard of immortal weapons. Standing up, pointing to the big sword and discussing constantly, the focus of everyone's shock is that Lan Shaoqing is actually a fairy weapon master, which is several grades behind the rumored spiritual weapon master. Look at Hong Zhong again, his The Rubik's Cube has been put away, and a circle of thin things is wrapped around his right palm. It looks like silk thread or something. It's about as thick as hemp rope used for sewing clothes, but it's smooth and flawless, without any roughness. There are thumb-sized balls on both ends. I don't know if the distance is too far, and no one can see that there is anything strange about it.

"Hong Zhong, you really didn't disappoint me."

Others may not be clear, but Lan Shaoqing can tell at a glance that the silk thread in his hand looks nothing special, but it is also a middle-grade fairy weapon, and its quality is even higher than his great sword.

"Young master Lan has won the prize, and the wonderful things are yet to come."

Hong Zhong smiled slightly, stepped forward and put the weapon he refined on the long table. The curled shape was about the size of a biscuit, but it was also small and delicate. He named it Panlongsi.

"Wonderful? This young master would like to hear the details."

Following him and putting down the big sword, Lan Shaoqing glanced at the ball of silk thread with great interest. He always felt that it was not as simple as it looked on the outside, and he didn't know if it was his illusion.

"You'll find out later."

Smiling mysteriously, Hong Zhong walked back slowly, Lan Shaoqing raised his eyebrows, looked back at the ball of silk thread again, and walked forward with extreme joy, he wanted to see what was hidden inside. What kind of mystery is there.

An hour later, all the contestants' weapons were refined, and the judges walked down from the judging table one after another, and they went around the long table to look at the various weapons neatly placed on it, including knives, swords and forks. Zhong's Panlongsi, it seems that every weapon is huge and exquisite, which makes people dazzled.

"The Patriarch of the Lan family has arrived!"

"Homeowner!"

Suddenly, Elder Ke Qing shouted loudly, and a light figure landed in front of the long table. All the Lan family members saluted him respectfully, and even people from several other major forces also expressed their respect.

"Everyone, you're welcome. My Patriarch is just here to watch the excitement. Please feel free."

The man was dressed in blue brocade, seven feet tall, handsome, with dark blue eyes shining brightly. He looked only in his thirties, and his handsomeness was no less than that of anyone present. The mature charm, showing the true qualities of a king in every gesture.

"Patriarch, this way please."

Elder Lan Han quietly walked to his side and led him to the place where Pan Longsi was. When Lan Yuyan saw Pan Longsi, he froze almost imperceptibly, and a trace of excitement flashed across his eyes. , I touched it unconsciously with my hand, so pure power, this small silk thread is actually integrated with formation restrictions, and can be upgraded infinitely, is this the weapon refined by the Rubik's Cube?It was amazing.

"Hong Zhong, is this the weapon you refined?"

Bringing him up to Hong Zhong, Lan Yuyan asked a little seriously.

"Yes, what does Patriarch Lan think?"

Facing his blue eyes that seemed to be able to read people's hearts without hesitation, Hong Zhong did not hide or evade, confident but not arrogant, calm but not cowardly, his momentum was natural, and there was a little arrogance in his simplicity and nature.

"It looks ordinary, but it is actually indestructible. It is sharper than any sharp weapon. Most importantly, it is full of restrictions. It can be promoted infinitely. It can also determine its own level according to the strength of the master. Once the sword soul is injected, it can be used anytime. It can be promoted to a sacred weapon or a magic weapon, and it is easy to carry, it is a real killing weapon."

As expected of being the Patriarch of the Lan Family, he revealed the true power of Pan Longsi as soon as he spoke, but Hong Zhong smiled, without saying anything, he stretched out his hand to pass Pan Longsi from his hand, and his fighting spirit poured into him instantly.

"Snapped!"

In the next second, a miraculous thing happened. The curled and flexible silk thread instantly hardened and stretched out. It was about one meter away. The balls at both ends and tails were as hard as a rock. Everyone was dumbfounded, but they were shocked. Hong Zhong’s performance did not end with this. In the blink of an eye, the entire coiled dragon silk was disassembled and turned into sharp thorns, each of which was a separate individual. It seems that there is some connection, the more people look at it, the more frightened they are, and the more they look at it, the more they like it.

"This is... a nine-piece suit?!"

Lan Yuyan exclaimed, and picked up two of the sharp thorns in disbelief, there is nothing wrong with them, the mutual attraction between them is definitely not wrong with the kit.

Lan Shaoqing next to him saw this, and the corners of his lips twitched a little bitterly. He lost, and he was convinced. Although it was also a fairy weapon, what Hong Zhong refined was a nine-piece suit, which was far superior to him. , but he won't lose forever, one day he will win back, I swear by his Lan Shaoqing's dignity!

"The coiled dragon silk in the hands of the magician is a magic wand. The special design of the two ends can help the magician condense the magic elements and amplify the magic attack. When it falls into the hands of the fighter, it can be a short-range attack. A sharp weapon can also be a sharp thorn for a long-distance attack, the performance of the kit allows them to pull and interact with each other, and the natural hardness of the stone-core tungsten egg is enough to break hair and cut iron like mud!"

With his hands behind his back, Hong Zhong explained slowly, except for the weapon designed for Han Mengli and the others, this is undoubtedly the best weapon he forged.

"Okay, today's leader is your Panlongsi, do you have any opinions from the judges?"

Glancing at his son who seemed to have nothing to say, Lan Yuyan said boldly, more than twenty judges looked at me and looked at you, and nodded one after another. In terms of weapons, the Lan family has always been the boss. Now that the head of the Lan family has spoken, They also seem to have no reason to rebut.