Reborn 80,000 Years Chapter 927: Select weapons

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Chapter 927 Selecting Weapons

"Call you here, all the swordsmiths who specialize in forging swords!" Yang Chen turned his head and looked at the people next to him, and reminded: "By the way, you must be the best refiner. Do you understand?"

"Understand, you can rest assured!" The subordinate nodded quickly and walked towards the group of refiners. Within a few minutes, a group of refiners came over and stood neatly. In front of Yang Chen.

"Guest, look, these are the best sword forging masters in our refining industry!" The subordinate pointed to the group of refining masters and said with a smile.

"Um..."

Yang Chen nodded and looked at this group of people carefully. These refiners are very strong and their muscles are as hard as rocks. It is not difficult to see that this group of people must often follow hammers. Dealing with.

However, as for their crafting level, Yang Chen still needs to verify.

But before Yang Chen could speak, he heard one of the refiners say: "Mr., you said you want to order a weapon? But let me remind you, it takes tens of thousands to order a weapon. Of Mingbi, are you sure you have money?"

As soon as these words came out, the eyes of other refiners also showed suspiciousness. After all, Yang Chen didn't look like a wealthy man, so it's no wonder they were puzzled if such a person came to order weapons.

Seeing everyone’s doubts, Yang Chen didn’t get angry. He took out a bank note from his arms, pressed it on the table, and said with a faint smile: "Everyone, you see that this bank note is enough to pay. Your refining fee?"

Everyone frowned and looked over, but only one glance made everyone breathe.

"One...ten million?"

"Ten million coins!"

Everyone's complexion changed suddenly, especially the refiner who raised the question just now. His face immediately showed respect, and he hurriedly clasped his fists and said: "Sorry, respected guest, please forgive me Gift!"

The others also reacted and immediately hugged Yang Chen.

People like this who can casually put 10 million on their bodies are simply the best among the local tyrants. How can they dare to offend such expensive guests?

"Sir, the refiner here, please choose whatever you want!" The lead refiner said respectfully.

"No hurry, I want to take a look at the weapons you forged before, and then make a decision!" Yang Chen waved his hand and said calmly.

"Ok, please follow me."

The refiner nodded, and then took Yang Chen and walked towards the corner of the room. He raised his hand and tapped lightly on the wall, and then only heard a "click" sound, as if it had touched some mechanism, the wall turned over.

The inner surface of the wall is exposed to everyone’s sight, and on this inner surface, there are a dazzling array of weapons. All kinds of exquisite weapons are overwhelming. The metal luster reflects in the air, exuding a sharp chill. mango.

The refiner took a cyan long sword from the wall, handed it to Yang Chen, and said respectfully: "Please look at the sword, this sword is named Qing Mingjian. It is seven inches long. The mouth is sharp and the iron is cut like mud! Even the ordinary evil spirit level, dare not take this sword easily!"

Yang Chen nodded, took the sword from his hand, and put it in his hand. After that, Yang Chen suddenly stretched out his hand in the eyes of everyone's astonishment, and grasped the blade of Qing Ming Sword.

"Be careful, sir!"

Seeing this scene, everyone couldn't help but exclaim, this Qing Mingjian is a magic sword that cuts iron like mud, blows hair and cuts hair! Yang Chen dared to touch the blade directly with his hands? Are you afraid that all five fingers will be cut off?

However...

Immediately after that, a shocking scene appeared.

I saw that Yang Chen's fingers were cut open and did not appear. The moment Yang Chen held the Qing Ming Sword, Yang Chen's right hand was slightly hard. Immediately afterwards, only hearing a "bang" sound, the Qing Ming Sword broke apart directly, and the fragments clanged to the ground.

The Qing Ming Sword that "cuts iron like mud" among these people was actually crushed by Yang Chen?

His!

Seeing this scene, everyone couldn't help taking a breath, and the cheeks of several refiners trembled, and there was an incredible color in their eyes.

"Break...Break?" The person was startled.

Yang Chen sneered, and directly threw the Qing Ming Sword to the ground, and said faintly: "Is this the sword that cuts the iron like mud? Not very good! You don't have anything. Is there anything that I can get? Just go! Don't worry, I can afford it!"

After hearing Yang Chen's words, the faces of the refiners were also blue and purple. As refiners, their weapons are their lives. But now their lives are so mocked, how can they stand it? The anger in my heart was also hooked.

"Since the gentleman doesn't like the Qingming sword, how about this sword?" At this moment, another person came over, holding a red long sword in his hand, like a condensed flame. , The sword body exudes a hot breath, which makes people can't help but retreat.

"This sword, I wish Rongjian!"

"It was made by me half a month ago with the rare horns of the fire ghost and 30% refined iron. The sword body is as hot as magma. With the martial arts of the fire attribute, the sword can be used A powerful force!"

"Zhu Rong Sword?" Yang Chen raised his brows slightly, and took the sword. As the master refining device said, without any spiritual blessing, the blade of the sword was extremely hot. . If an ordinary person rashly grasped the hilt of the sword without knowing it, it might be melted into blood.

Seeing Yang Chen taking the sword, the surrounding refiners also sneered, their faces full of confidence.

However...

They haven't been proud of it for long, only the sound of "chichi" sounded from Yang Chen's right hand, and bursts of green mist seemed to be billowing ink. And under the erosion of these green mists, the scarlet Zhu Rong sword was unexpectedly twisted.

Immediately afterwards, this Zhu Rongjian melted directly into a puddle of molten iron in the shocking eyes of everyone, smoking violently.

"Wish Rongjian!"

Seeing this scene, the mixer's face changed drastically, and he immediately exclaimed.

Yang Chen shook his head, his eyes showed dissatisfaction, and said: "Everyone, I am sincere and sincere to order weapons today. If you come out with this third-rate weapon again, I'm sorry. I’m going to leave! I don’t have the time to chat with you here!"