Chapter 1232 (1/2)

In a room that looks like two floors square thirty years ago, Chu Feng saw the soldiers he saw a few months ago.

Just like at the beginning, it gives people a sense of calm and sincere. Seeing Chu Feng coming in with ice and jade, Wu lie stood up and put up a gentle smile: ”I haven't seen you for several months, but the wind is still weak, and the style is still the one who has been ruled. It should be a farewell for three days. We should look forward to each other!”

”Young master Wulie, it's not bad. It's already the period of Tianjing. It seems that you were still in the sixth level a few months ago?” Chufeng chufeng, with a gentle smile, motioned for Wulie to sit down and tightly seated his clothes on one side: ”it's better to say what's the matter with young master Wulie looking for me. You know, we don't have friendship and even have grudges.”

Gratitude and resentment naturally refers to the attack on the main peak of Yanmen. Five people from the Wujia family of Qizong also took part in the attack.

Wu lie didn't seem to care about these things at all. He took a long piece of black cloth wrapped on the table beside him and put it in front of Chu Feng. His smile was still sincere: ”I came to find fengshao. Naturally, it's not about friendship. I'm only interested in refining tools. Feng Shao has something I'm interested in. I also said that I want to do something for you.”

”No, it's just for the challenge. It's obvious that my challenge has been successful and my realm has been improved a lot, although most of them are due to my father's help.”

Chu Feng knew that Wu lie felt the Ming Hong sword spirit on his body. At the beginning, he did say something. Looking at the things on the table, he was not surprised or pleased: ”what do you mean?”

Wu lie picked up the thing and slowly opened the black cloth wrapped in it. As he removed the black cloth completely, Chu Feng, who could still sit still, stood up at once. His eyes showed endless shock. The sister was surprised to open her mouth and looked at the things in Wulie's hand.

It's a sword. There are two characters carved on the scabbard. The ancient Chinese character is Minghong!

Chufeng narrowed his eyes and examined the sword in the hand of Wulie. Although it had not yet come out of its sheath, Chu Feng recalled the portrait he saw on the ground floor of Lord Qiao's study. The sword held by the man was Minghong magic sword, which was very similar to the sword in Wulie's hand at the moment.

Blurted out: ”Ming Hong magic sword?”

”Yes Wu lie nodded slightly, raised his hand, and the door closed. He stood up and pulled out the sword in his hand, with a kind of gloomy and dignified atmosphere: ”but it's not the real Minghong magic sword. It's made of dark iron and some rare heavy metals from meteorites outside the sky. Of course, with the help of my father, otherwise I can't make this one at all.”

”Its grade should be between the middle level of xuanjie and Minghong magic sword. The similarity between it and Minghong magic sword has reached 90%. The only deficiency is that.”

Chu Feng's heart began to beat. He felt the Ming Hong sword spirit in his body was restless: ”what's the shortage?”

”In this way, only weapons higher than it can suppress it.” Wu lie's face flashed a faint regret and told him in a low voice: ”but if the wind can lead the Ming Hong sword spirit in your body into the sword body, it can only be used three times, and after three times, it will be broken into scrap iron.”

”I really want it to carry the Ming Hong sword spirit forever, but my ability and my father can't do it, so that the top magic weapons can reappear.”

Chu Feng took the sword in Wulie's hand and held it in his palm. The Ming Hong sword spirit in his body seemed to break out at any time and wanted to enter the sword body and suppress the trace of abnormality. Chu Feng asked the question in his heart: ”young master Wulie, do you mean this sword is for me?”

Wu lie didn't show his reluctance because it was a sharp weapon equivalent to the medium grade of xuanjie. He nodded slightly: ”an weapon refiner will build countless weapons in his life. There is also a mission to find a suitable master for the weapons they made by themselves. This sword is not one tenth of that of Minghong magic sword, but it can carry the sword spirit for three times.”

”Apart from the lack of wind, I don't think anyone else can use it.”

Chu Feng lowered his sword and looked calm: ”I have a grudge with the Wu family. Where are you, don't you worry that I use your sword to drive the sword spirit to cause a powerful force to ravage the martial arts family?”

With a smile, Wu lie walked past Chu Feng and stopped at the door: ”I told Feng Shao before that no matter how holy a weapon is, it has a bloodthirsty side. No matter how grand the reason is, its sharpness is only for killing. The sword is in your hand, good and evil are your hands. How to choose is the standard of fengshao!”

”So it has nothing to do with me. I just choose a suitable master for it.”

Leaving a profound word, the warrior opened the door and left. The cold wind came in fiercely. Chu Feng's heart also slowly calmed down. He let ice qingyujie close the door and look at the sword in his hand, which can be regarded as Minghong magic sword. The only difference is that it has only three use restrictions.

Lifting Minghong magic sword, Chu Feng said faintly: ”you, go out first!”

Bing qingyujie looks at Chu Feng and knows that there is Minghong magic sword spirit in Chu Feng's body. Now Wulie has sent him a sword body that can carry the sword spirit. Both of them know what Chu Feng is going to do. Although they are a little worried, Chu Feng's firm look makes them swallow everything they want to say, turn around, open the door and go out.In the room, only Chu Feng was left. He raised his sword and pointed at the sky. The whole room became dull from the beginning of peace. A stream of black air diffused from Chu Feng's body, and the monstrous evil spirit filled every corner of the room.

It was the Ming Hong sword spirit. At the moment, the Chu wind led it out of the body.

Chu Feng's hair was still calm and automatic. His left eye was even scarlet in his eyes. The Minghong magic sword in his hand came out of his hand and was suspended in front of him.