The Martial Emperor with Dragon Blood

"What? What are you talking about?"

Jiang Yuan said with amazement, his face was full of angry expressions.

"I won't share the chores for you."

Ye Mo said coldly.

"court death!"

Jiang Yuan was completely angered, and he was in Tianjianmen. However, the veteran disciple of the old brand was the great strength of Tianxuan. Once he cultivated again, he could become a formal disciple. Nowadays, he is actually bullied by a hearted boy. He is naturally intolerable.

He slammed into Ye Mo with a punch, punching the world, shaking and swaying, as if to kill Ye Mo directly.

Ye Mo did not look at it. One palm directly fanned the past, bypassing each other's attack, and the slap directly smashed in the past. The other two comrades in the classroom felt that the air around them suddenly took time. Both of them watched. A huge palm flashed in the air.

what!

Scream!

All the offensives were forced. Jiang Yuan sent out a scream, and then the inch broke. He flew straight out, spewing blood on the big mouth, crawling on the ground, and the whole face was swollen.

The momentum he had just had was very strong enough to tear the ground's blow, and he was directly smothered by Ye Mo's simple slap in the face.

"waste!"

Ye Mo shook his head, cuddled his hands, and looked at Jiang Yuan, who was slap in the face by himself: "I can't even slap in my face, I want to be my boss?"

"you!"

Jiang Yuan can't believe that he was actually knocked over by Ye Mo, and he struggled to get up, but when he was running through the meridians, the pain almost broke.

Ye Mo is still light in this hand. After all, the other party has not done anything to hurt the world. If Ye Mozhen wants to kill, this Tian Xuan’s perfect Jiang Yuan will definitely be filmed by Ye Mo.

Ye Mo single-handedly, the light of the next day went, Jiang Yuan’s angry face immediately turned into shock.

"I'm called Ye Mo, you'll just have to nurse again. We are all hard-working disciples after all. I don't want to do too much."

After Ye Mo was treated by Jiang Yuan, he also said faintly.

"More, thank you!"

Jiang Yuan immediately arched his hand to Ye Mo, and he was shocked and afraid of Ye Mo. This is still a confidant disciple. Even if he is a master of the turn, he wants a slap in the face and has no backhand power. Absolutely impossible.

The other two disciples were also afraid after a while, looking at Ye Mo, all with fear.

"Right, where is the waste sword pavilion?"

Ye Mo said again.

"Ye Mo, is your job assigned to the Waste Sword Court?"

Jiang Yuan asked with fear.

"Yes."

Yemo nodded and said.

"Working at the Waste Sword Court is not a good errand. It is much harder to guard the Dange than to clean up."

Jiang Yuan said.

In addition to the cultivation of Jianqi, Tianjianmen naturally has to cast a sword. Tianjianmen has a master of casting swords. It can easily cast treasures and the success rate of casting the heavens is relatively high.

However, the weapons that failed in casting were thrown into the Waste Sword Court, and Ye Mo’s work was to classify these abandoned weapons, such as epee, short sword, and soft sword. It is a specialized person who towed away these abandoned weapons. As an ordinary implement, the price must be more expensive than the average implement. After all, this weapon also contains the broken spirit.

"What? Isn't it a good errand?"

Wen Yan, Ye Mo immediately angered, it seems that Xiao Hai really did not like him.

"Yeah, the comrades who work there, there is no time to practice, and the daily chores are enough for you."

Jiang Yuan said.

The next day, Ye Mo was led by Jiang Yuan and came to the Waste Sword Court.

Into the waste sword pavilion, Ye Mo did not see other people, just a pair of weapons in front of them, all of them are swords, there are swords and swords, there are no swords, there are all kinds of swords, but all kinds of swords have, but These swords failed when the weapons and the spirits merged, and they became failures.

This pair of swords is piled here, quite spectacular.

Ye Mo saw so many weapons, and he was not surprised. The amount of swords he made at this day was too big.

"Ye Mo Shidi, do you want me to help you, every day there will be disciples to visit the work situation, if the work is not qualified, it is likely to be expelled from Tianjianmen."

Jiang Yuan asked a sentence.

"No, you do it yourself, I will handle it."

Ye Mo said, Jiang Yuan also left alone.

Ye Mo looked at the scrap swords in front of him, but also some headaches. I really want to classify all these weapons. When will this be divided?

"How does Xiao Hai target me? I really want to find a chance to abolish him."

Ye Mo could not help cursing a sentence, looking at the sword in front of him, like the scrap iron field, but also has a sense of powerlessness.

"It's not a beauty that is causing trouble. That's the willow moss. I am willing to take care of you, but Xiao Hai is extremely strong and wants to be directed at you everywhere, but come to the Waste Sword Court, we are really right."

Hong Ling said with a smile.

This is still Ye Motou once saw Hong Ling smile, very beautiful, like cherry blossoms.

"What is this?"

Ye Mo went around the head and was puzzled.

"Now the aging mother has been promoted to the top of the heavenly instrument, the next promotion is the fairy, but to promote the fairy, the aging mother must be fully prepared, the broken swordsmanship is broken, resulting in the waste sword, but the aging mother has Can absorb their broken spirits and consolidate their strength."

The final promotion mentioned by Hong Ling is naturally the fusion of the Tianluo **** beads and the Tianluo **** guns that will be rusted there.

Although the fairy and the heavenly instrument are only one level, the gap is very large, and the real want to make the Tianluo **** gun into the strongest state, the gun head can not be changed, but the gun must be changed.

The gun head is the untouched Tianluo **** gun, but the gun is the weapon of the Burning Heaven. The material of the mixed gold stick is good, but it wants to bear the power of the fairy. .wuxiaspot.com~ is obviously not enough.

Therefore, Ye Mo must find a good material, and also a very friendly material for the **** gas, to create a gun.

In short, Tian Luo blood scorpion gun from the heavens to the fairy, is definitely a very troublesome project, but once the nature of the fairy is restored, the power will skyrocket dozens of times, truly reach the level of invincibility.

"I thought of this, but I still have to work hard to sort out these weapons."

Ye Mo said.

"You are stupid. Once these weapons are out of the way, the aging mother can control them all and show them all. It is a matter of minutes."

The words of Hong Ling let Ye Mo immediately light up his eyes.

This is a hard work, this is simply a great welfare. This day, the sword will send a scrap sword every day. The strength of Hongling can definitely reach the peak of the top of the top, and ready to promote the fairy.

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