Painting of the Nine Immortals Chapter 1975: Find a blow

"I'm coming. One novel

A faint word sounded, making everyone stunned. After that, following the reputation, he saw a man in white clothes like snow and utterly immortal.

It is Ling Xian.

Of the ten magic materials that the man in the golden robe took out, eight of them are what he wants, and the remaining two can also be exchanged for the magic materials he wants.

Therefore, he wanted to find out the ten flaws of the Blood Red Excalibur.

For him, this is easier than drinking water and eating.

"Here is another one who takes his own humiliation." The man in the golden robe smiled jokingly and welcomed him.

He enjoys the feeling of being admired by others, and firmly believes that he has the qualifications to be admired. Therefore, he hopes to try better and better.

"The one who insults himself is you, right."

Ling Xian shook his head and laughed. He didn't know where the courage of the man in the golden robe came from, let alone a master, even a great master, it is difficult to refine a flawless magic weapon.

"Are you a provocation?" The man in the golden robe sank.

"I just state a fact."

Ling Xian shook his head. There are too many defects in the blood red sword. He can find more than ten without having to bother.

"This is provocation."

The man in the golden robe gave Ling Xian a faint glance, and said, "The skill is not on the lips. If you have the ability, you can find out the flaws of this sword."

"As you wish."

Ling Xian smiled faintly, and said: "But say it in advance, I don't care if you will become angry or not, as long as I find major flaws, I have to give me the magical material."

"I'm not going to be ashamed to become angry." The man in the golden robe sneered.

"Really?"

Ling Xian shook his head with a smile. Through the words and behavior of the man in the golden robe, he can see that he is not a generous person, and it is strange that he is not annoyed and turned into anger.

"Stop talking nonsense, I would like to see if you can find out the flaws of this sword." The man in the golden robe gave Ling Xian a cold look, confident.

"Wrong, you should say, I can see a few flaws."

Ling Xian smiled lightly, he could find ten without thinking about it. If he was serious, he couldn't stop twenty.

At the moment, he smiled and talked about the ten flaws of the **** sword.

Every time I say one, the face of the man in the golden robe becomes gloomy, and in the end, his face is full of anger. "Impossible!"

The man in the golden robe shouted angrily, and said: "Boy, do you think I am a fool? How can my refining magic weapon have ten flaws?"

"There may be more than ten flaws in the magic weapon refined by the great master, how can your sword be impossible?" Ling Xian laughed, knowing that this person was embarrassed into anger.

This is normal. The purpose of the man in the golden robe is to show how good he is, not really hoping that someone can point out his shortcomings.

And he is not a generous person, it's normal to become angry from embarrassment.

"I don't believe it!"

The man in the golden robe stared at Ling Xian closely and said: "I want to lie to me too, there is no door!"

"Are you talking nonsense, you will know if you try."

Ling Xian glanced at the man faintly, and said: "If you fix the flaws I said, the power of this sword can be increased by at least 30%, and even enter the ranks of the first grade."

"Speak up without shame."

The man in the golden robe sneered, not because he didn't want to admit it, but because he really didn't think the Scarlet Sword had ten flaws.

At the moment, he threw the Scarlet Divine Sword into the cauldron, and according to Ling Xian's words, repaired the flaws of the sword.

This made everyone present look forward to it, and eagerly wanted to know if Ling Xian was talking about it, or whether it was true.

"This sword must be flawed, but there can be as many as ten, right."

"Yes, the man in the golden robe is the master of the Taoist Artifacts. How could he refining the Second Grade Excalibur with ten flaws?"

"I don't think this person seems to be talking about it. Maybe, this sword really has as many as ten flaws."

There was a lot of discussion, some believed in Lingxian, and some believed that he was talking nonsense.

As everyone knows, Ling Xian not only didn't say much, but said less.

Because there are only ten pieces of magical materials, he doesn't bother to look for them.

At this moment, the three-legged cauldron suddenly vibrated, and immediately, the **** sword broke through the sky, the sky was full of glow, and the edge was shining.

That power is obviously stronger than before.

This means that Lingxian did not say anything about it. This sword really has ten flaws. After repairing it, its power can really increase by 30%!

"Impossible! This is impossible!"

The man in the golden robe yelled, unable to accept this cruel result.

This is really cruel to him. It not only means that Ling Xian will take away ten magical materials, but it also means that his face is ruined!

Everyone couldn't accept it, especially the three who tried to find the flaw in this sword, it was incredible.

They are all master refiners, but they can't even see the slightest flaw. However, Ling Xian has found ten flaws. The gap is too big.

"It's sad for those who don't want to accept failure."

Ling Xian's expression is indifferent, even if he is standing on the top of Qidao, it is difficult to make a flawless treasure, let alone a mere master?

"Who do you mean to be sad?" The man in the golden robe had a hideous face, and his murderous intent was looming.

"Isn't it? The fact is right in front of you, but you don't want to admit it."

Ling Xian glanced at the man faintly, too lazy to talk nonsense with this person, and said: "Give me the magic material."

Hearing this, the man in the golden robe remained silent.

"Why do you want to go back?"

Ling Xianjian frowned slightly, and said: "So many people are watching, do you want to be ashamed and throw it at your grandma's house?"

"I didn't say anything about it!"

The man in the golden robe gritted his teeth and said: "But I am not convinced. If you have the ability, you can find a few more defects!"

"Find a few more defects?"

Ling Xian was stunned. He didn't expect this person to make such a weird request.

The reason why he only mentioned ten flaws is because there are only ten magic materials. If the golden robe man took out a few magic materials, he would also say a few more flaws.

So in his opinion, this person's request is just asking for a blow.

And his astonished expression fell in the eyes of the man in the golden robe, but it became a sign that he could no longer pick out the problem.

Most people think so too.

The man in the golden robe is also a great master of the art, anyway, the treasure of refining has ten flaws, it is already incredible, there can be no more!

"You... are you addicted to your own humiliation?" Ling Xian gave the man in the golden robe a weird look.

"Stop talking nonsense!"

The man in the golden robe sneered and said: "I will ask if you dare!"

"It is not a question of dare to dare, but whether it is necessary."

Ling Xian faintly opened his mouth~IndoMTL.com~ and said: "I have found ten flaws. These ten divine dishes should be given to me. Why should I continue to find faults?"

"I don't think you dare."

Seeing Lingxian's refusal, the more determined the man in the golden robe was that he would not dare, and said: "If you find a few more flaws, I will give you the magical material."

"Sure enough, I was addicted to self-humiliation."

Ling Xian's expression became cold, and he said: "Well, you want to find a blow, I will fulfill you, but there is one flaw and one magical material."

"Well, as long as you can find the defect, I will offer it with both hands." The man in the golden robe smiled. He has read it carefully three times and is sure that there is no defect.

As everyone knows, if he can tell, then he is not a grandmaster, but a grandmaster.

"This time, if you dare to break your promise, don't blame me for being rude."

Ling Xian said with a cold voice, his eyebrows lighted, and he looked at the blood red sword earnestly.