Chapter 1296 (1/2)

”Don't you see? We both took so much effort and got hurt. The boy walked in without doing anything?”

Mo Po thought he had lost his eyes and shouted. When he looked back, He Lian was fearless and Taoist Lu also looked frightened.

For a long time, Lu Dao smiled bitterly and said, ”this sword was originally refined with the help of brother Tang. If the divine craftsman Kun Wu deliberately left this sword to brother Tang, it was also his chance. How can we intervene?”

”That bastard, if it's true, why didn't you make it clear at the beginning and deliberately pretended to be magnanimous to let us take the sword? Isn't this cheating?”

Mo pole's voice covered his burning chest and complained angrily.

Taoist Lu didn't answer this. As it happened just now, none of them believed Tang Lichuan's words. A divine soldier with a level far beyond the cold world was ahead. Can Tang Lichuan say that this sword was specially left to him by the divine craftsman Kun Wu, and others can believe it?

They guessed that they had nose and eyes, and guessed the ownership of the divine sword to the direction appointed by the divine craftsman.

If Tang Lichuan heard what they said, his nose would be angry. This is not the sword deliberately left to him by others. It is entirely due to the heart of the sword he just understood.

Even if he can't absorb and dissolve the sword meaning of the divine sword, Tang Lichuan can also integrate the sword meaning from the heart in his body. This skill doesn't make sense to those who don't understand the heart of the sword.

At this time, being in the sense of Shizhang sword is like walking into the net of heaven and earth. If there is a slight difference, even he himself will be divided by wanjian. How can we talk about relaxation?

Tang Lichuan walked cautiously in the short distance of ten feet. He had jumped to the distance, but he walked slowly step by step. The speed was much faster than that of Helian fearless. However, the distance of ten feet should be measured by the level of martial artists, which is not much different from that of turtles.

Dozens of steps later, Tang Lichuan came to the divine sword unharmed, but he had not reached out to the top. The white light around him was dazzling, as if he had entered the bright world. The dazzling light made him have to look sideways and close his eyes.

Suddenly his closed eyes moved, and he was surprised to find that the surging sword around him had completely dissipated. When he carefully opened his eyes, he saw only a big man with hair and ground and wearing animal skin armor sitting happily beside the fiery red magic sword and looking at him.

There was only an empty white light around, and there was nothing else. It didn't look like the hinterland of a workshop full of lava.

”Master, is Kunwu the divine craftsman?”

Tang Lichuan bowed to the man with long hair. In his imagination, the man who can be regarded as a divine craftsman must be an expert who is detached and free from the world. But the goods in front of him are not much different from ordinary blacksmiths. If there is a difference, that is, the man's hair is too long.

”I'm not...”

The man with long hair smiled at Tang Lichuan and said something that stunned Tang Lichuan. Then the guy slowly spit out the last half sentence: ”are you?”

Speechless glanced, Tang Lichuan saluted again and said, ”young Tang Lichuan, please meet the master craftsman!”