Legend of Swordsman Chapter 4746: The Year of the Casting Sword Ding Beichun

The so-called kendo and so-called sword intentions are all illusions, and they can only be carried by using media.

The blade itself is a medium, and the divine power, the virtual power, and even the more profound mysterious power are the ways of carrying and figuring.

But now this scene really shocked Jian Wushuang.

These sword intentions have no master's will and no way of guidance, only the blade itself which finally acts as a mediator.

But they were actually refined and turned into a drop of silver-white droplets.

And these sword-like drops of water simultaneously dropped from the sky dome into the deep abyss of that day.

Because the temperature is terribly hot, the magma here is a strange fuchsia.

Even the true core temperature of the sun can never be compared to this magenta magma, it is too hot.

The swords like rain drops did not drip into the magma after falling, but they seemed to be connected to one place as if they were connected by something.

Jian Wushuang didn't find out until this time, under the abyss of the sky, there was still a hearth placed in the center of the magnificent magma.

This statue seems to be in the burning furnace tripod, as if refining to create a magnificent day, ten thousand strands of golden awns overflow from the tightly-jointed furnace tripod, dazzling.

All the sword-like sword-like intentions were led into the furnace.

At the same time, there is a huge figure, which attracted Jian Wushuang's eyes.

I saw it on the side of the furnace, the height of the height, and the naked upper body, the hand hammer, the hammer without any emotion, fell on a red sword embryo On, sparks overflowed.

Such shocking pictures make Jian Wushuang have a **** feeling.

There is no complexity and subtlety of kendo swordsmanship, and some are pure iron and fire.

Sword makers need great perseverance and great insight to cast a sword of heaven and earth.

This blend of iron and fire is most breathtaking.

Just two or three times in a row before Jian Wushuang recovered.

"Brother Jian, watch together at close range?" Xiao Dijun smiled.

Suppressing the inner restlessness, Jian Wushuang said slowly, "Okay."

The two Yanxian fell into the abyss of the valley.

The sturdy figure with the hammer in hand, I didn't feel the crimson sword embryo with all my heart coming from outsiders.

Taking foot on this earth floating on the magma like a lone boat, Jian Wushuang felt that the force outside the body began to burn.

"Beichun, I'm here." The little emperor said aloud, with a smile in his eyes.

After the massive figure hit the sword embryo with a heavy hammer, he stopped the mechanical hammer and turned to look at it.

A black cheek stained with iron filings is almost unable to tell where the facial features are.

It's just that then Jian Wushuang saw a row of bright teeth.

"Yan Geer."

Little Emperor laughed, "I thought you were stupid, but I still remember me."

The height of the body is between several breaths, and then it shrinks to a normal height, and then quickly runs forward.

His naked upper body and his muscular skin are all covered with flowing clouds and water lines, which looks very profound and profound.

"Yang Brother, how come you have come here, I remember that it was not long since you last came here." The mixed figure covered with flowing clouds and water scratched his head.

Little Emperor said helplessly, "It has been a year since you came to see you last time, this time it is a feast of heaven."

"I actually passed another year, and I didn't feel anything," said the figure, and said, "I don't know when my master will come back."

"You will be back soon, you just have to wait for a while." Xiao Dijun raised his eyebrows and smiled, then put his palm on Jian Wushuang's shoulder. "Introduce you, Brother Jian, Jian Wushuang. "

"Ding Beichun." The black face also grinned and grinned.

One of Jianjian Wushuang Bao’s smiles, deep down, he felt that the guy with big white teeth in front of him who smiled was not as hard to touch as he had imagined.

Looking at the fiery magma that was rolling around, Xiaodijun said, "Beichun, it's been several years, and it's time for you to go out for a walk. After all, it's been too long for you to stay here alone."

He reached out and wiped a handful of iron shavings on his face. The young man named Ding Beichun said, "When Master will come to pick me up, I will be ready to leave. Now I just concentrate on casting the sword and casting a handle for the master. Scabbard."

Jian Wushuang was slightly surprised, but did not expect Ding Beichun to cast a sword sheath only.

Thinking of this, he could not help but ask, "The materials and sword intentions made in this furnace are all prepared for casting the scabbard?"

Ding Beichun nodded, "Yes, these things are not worthy of my master. I will just barely make these things into my scabbard and give them to my master."

Jian Wushuang opened his mouth, but didn't say anything. There was a wry smile in the corner of his mouth.

This sentence by Ding Beichun is really terrifying. With so many supreme swords, it is only suitable for casting into a scabbard...

And Xiao Dijun is also a natural expression, which confirms Ding Beichun's statement.

"Beichun, I came here this time, and I also have something to ask for," said Xiao Dijun. "Sword Brother Xiong has a broken sword that he wears with him. Can you repair it and forge it?"

Ding Beichun did not hesitate, "Naturally, can you show me the broken condition?"

Jian Wushuang nodded, then pulled out the Tailuo Excalibur around his waist.

The sword body came out of the sheath and issued a clear sound. Although the sword body had broken from the middle, it did not affect Chong Xiao's sharp intention at all.

Ding Beichun's eyes suddenly lit up, took over the broken Tai Luo Excalibur, and carefully read it again, and then said, "It's incredible, such a good real sword actually contains great luck."

Jian Wushuang heard the words and nodded secretly in his heart. It seemed that Ding Beichun was the true master of sword-making. He was able to perceive the luck in the Tai Luo Excalibur the first time.

As one of the seven-handed Ji Dao ancestors in the divine universe, the Tai Luo Excalibur contained in it is naturally terrifying.

That's why the Tarot Excalibur is broken, the sword Wushuang is still worn by the side. The luck and other mysterious and mysterious things, the idea of ​​controlling the road is too much, which can deepen the perception when sitting.

"How, can it be completely repaired?" Xiao Dijun asked.

Holding the Tailuo Excalibur tightly, Ding Beichun nodded, "Absolutely, it is possible to repair such a real sword. For me, it is also another perception of the sword casting."

Little Emperor nodded, "Then I will leave it to you. If the repair is not good, I will ask you."