Commanding Wind and Cloud

Ordinary, so ordinary!

Xian Qiang never thought that a soul-level weapon could be as ordinary as a firewood cutting tool forged by the lowest blacksmith.

Chun Zhengsheng folded his hands on his chest with a sneer on his face, he couldn't believe it! You can even recognize such a soul soldier! Unless, your kid has created a soul soldier! Otherwise... hum...

Seeing the Tomahawk, Mo Jin was immediately attracted by the weapon, what a good thing! This forging technique is amazing! Really great! Although he is far inferior to Uncle Black, he is much better than himself.

He bent down vigorously and tapped the side of the ax lightly with his fingers. Hearing the not-so-clean response, he looked up at Yun Xing Huisheng in surprise: "Master Yun Xing, we still have soul soldiers here, which really surprises me."

Soul Soldier...Soul Soldier...Soul Soldier...

Chun Zhengsheng's mind only echoed the word "soul soldier" in Qianjin's words, where did this person come from? He tapped it twice with his finger, and without doing a careful study, he just said it was a soul soldier?

The wrinkles at the corners of Yun Xinghuisheng's eyes piled up enough to crush an ant in an instant, and this kid concluded that he was a soul soldier after only two knocks? Old man, I studied it day and night for several days, and I didn't even take time to pee, so I found out that it is a soul weapon.

"Master President." Chen Motu bowed vigorously: "It's the first time we meet, I am Chen Motu, the vice president."

The shocked crowd woke up from the shock for a moment, and quickly bent down: "Master President."

What else is there to say? There is nothing more to say! This young man is too strong! Everyone is completely convinced, not only is their forging strong, but they are also very good at appraising weapons!

President? Chairman! Lei Guangming was in despair, even if Yun Xinghuisheng didn't recommend Qi Jin, one day he only needs to abdicate, and everyone will support Qi Jin.

"Unfortunately, this soul soldier is sleeping." Qian Jin sighed again and again: "Why don't you wake it up?"

"Slumber?" The corners of Yun Xinghuisheng's eyes opened completely in an instant, smoother than the girl's skin: "What is sleep? This soul weapon..."

"It's in a deep sleep." Mo Jin nodded lightly: "Although I don't know why someone has used this soul weapon, but it has only been fired six times, and it is in a deep sleep state. Just fire it again..."

Start again? Yun Xinghuisheng felt that the sky and the earth were spinning. Ever since he got this soul soldier, he had always wanted to resurrect this soul soldier, but this soul soldier could no longer attack again, and its lifespan had come to an end.

"It's best to use Liuyun stone." Gan Jin nodded vigorously with a serious expression on his face: "I'm going to find Uncle Fabredis, and I don't know when he will come back..."

"Master President..."

Just as Chen Motu opened his mouth, his expression suddenly changed dramatically, his pupils shrank rapidly in an instant, and a panic that had never been seen on his face bloomed.

Boom!

Almost at the same time as Chen Motu was terrified, an old tree outside the chairman's yard exploded, and a black shadow rushed towards Qiqi with a piercing roar! The huge palm volleys in the air! It was as if the entire yard was in his hands, the huge air pressure buzzed, and the dust in the yard was blown into the air.

The flame in the stove was rattling under the pressure of the air pressure...

Fighting soul level fighter! Momentum felt the pressure, his whole body seemed to be electrified, and he looked up at the vacuum majestic handprint that made a ten-meter-sized vacuum in the sky.

"Energize! Die!"

assassinate

It is not a rare event in the Zhence Dynasty. The Anbu of the Demon Race often uses various means to sneak into the Zhence Dynasty to engage in similar activities, so the Zhence Dynasty also has certain requirements for the personal force of the city lord.

But, broad daylight! Such a blatant assassination in the blacksmith union has never happened before! At least, whether it is the blacksmiths of the Zhence Dynasty or the Lucifer Dynasty, although they have a strong sense of competition, they never do such things as assassinations.

A blacksmith has the pride and glory of a blacksmith.

Anbu of the Demon Race is also very clear that the brains of these Demon Race blacksmiths seem to be filled with iron instead of brains. If one assassinates the blacksmith of the Zhence Dynasty without authorization, the first person who will be furious is not the Zhence Dynasty, but the blacksmith of the Mozu itself.

Defeating the blacksmiths of the Zhence Dynasty should be the business of our Lucifer Dynasty blacksmiths, you Anbu go kill the soldiers!

Under the special unspoken rules, except for the occasional problem of thieves, the blacksmith guild will never encounter such a thing as assassination.

The huge killing intent and vindictiveness enveloped the entire courtyard in an instant, and it was too surprising that a dozen blacksmiths didn't even have time to react.

Lei Guangming's hairs stood on end with excitement. At this moment, all fears and worries disappeared, and the only thought in his mind was to let go! A person who can easily distinguish soul soldiers at such a young age, what kind of state and level is this?

Blacksmith Union? That is a huge monster that even the Lei family can't compete with at all! Lei Guangming believed that if he was so motivated and strong in forging at such an age, he might really be able to occupy an important position in the Blacksmith Federation in the future, and then the Lei family would really have no chance of revenge.

The huge vacuum palm is mixed with the special greyish color of grudge, like a dark cloud directly pressed down from the sky, the bones of Qian Jin's whole body rattled non-stop in an instant, and half a broken shield was added to the palm of his wrist, and the grudge in the body poured into it at any cost.

However, this huge light curtain shield-shaped umbrella is more like half an umbrella, as if it was chopped off in half by some weapon.

This is? There was a trace of surprise and sneer in Lei Zhen's eyes under the mask. This kid didn't panic at all, as if he knew I was hiding around? How did he know? My hiding ability is not comparable to that of ordinary fighters!

Half a broken shield? Although I don't know where you got this weird thing, do you still want to resist the full blow of me, a fighting spirit fighter? Break it for me!

The palm made of huge gray dou qi, like a ferocious hammer hitting the fragile egg, hit the shield made of light curtain heavily.

Kachacha...

The light curtain of the shield was like a broken eggshell in an instant, covered with countless cracks visible to the naked eye, and it exploded suddenly in the next instant!

This is? Lei Zhen's heart skipped a beat. Although the light curtain was shattered, the power of his gray grudge palm was weakened by at least 30%! What kind of weird wrist shield is this? How can there be such power?

"Lei Zhen! I think you have lived enough!"

Almost at the same time, the roar of the roar exploded on the big tree behind the other wall of the yard. The huge battle ax mixed with the green vindictive light formed a giant ax with a diameter of more than ten meters in the sky.

Mugui Wuxin? Why is he here? Lei Zhen's scalp twitched, the hairs all over his body exploded in an instant, his two pupils as thin as pinpoints shrank again, and there was a flash of rejection, even if he was hacked to death by this battle ax today, he still had to kill him!

The identity has been broken, and there is no need to hide anything! Lei Zhen's fighting spirit surged again in an instant, and a four-meter-tall fighting spirit with a ferocious appearance like a demon god burst out of his body, and then ruthlessly charged into his body again, causing the fighting spirit to merge with his body, and his open five-fingered palm was instantly covered with a layer of gray, as if painted with a special metal color.

This is the veteran fighting soul fighter? Just lacking a soul weapon, a soul-fighting fighter who can step into the holy level? Motivation felt that breathing also became difficult, the surrounding air seemed to be completely drained at this moment, and the surroundings no longer looked like air, but mud!

It's muddy and difficult! mud!

"Patriarch Lei, stop!"

There was another loud roar from Mugui Wuxin's hideout, and the breath of fighting spirit exploded again in an instant. In a short time, the blacksmith union gathered three fighters of fighting spirit level! In the entire Yongphang province, how many ordinary fighters with fighting spirits are there?

At this moment, three members of the blacksmith union gathered!

Li De York? From the corner of Lei Zhen's eyes, he glanced at the other strong man rushing forward, and that sharp sword, wondering why Mugui Wuxin and Li Deyoke were here today? do not care! Motivation must be killed!

Damn Lei Zhen! Li Deyoke kept the strength of the long sword in his hand, and found that Lei Zhen did not show any weakness at all, and his heart was instantly filled with anger. Today, Mu Gui Wuxin forcibly and secretly pulled him here to watch the internal promotion of Jin Jin in the blacksmith union.

I planned to wait for Qi Jin to complete his promotion, and immediately show up to congratulate him! Unexpectedly, Qi Jin recognized Huibao from the blacksmith union at a glance! This is really an unexpected surprise, but this surprise has now turned into surprise and worry, because someone wants to kill the energy.

Lei Zhen, if the energy is dead today! Even if you cut off the road to becoming a saint of this city lord, even if the power in my hands is seriously damaged and weakened, I will also destroy your Lei family!

With a flash of thought, Li Deyoke no longer showed any mercy in his hands, but mixed with killing intent, he unleashed a sword that was more vicious than his usual.

Mu Gui Wuxin is faster than Li Deyoke, and Lei Zhen is even faster! As the one who took the first shot, even if it was slightly blocked by the light curtain of the shield, it was still faster than the two of them.

Inhaling vigorously, the air flows into the lung lobes, and the two fighting hearts in the body rotate at high speed at the same time. Two different forces collectively pour into the raised left arm in an instant.

first! I can't tell the happiness in my heart, sure enough! In the face of the real pressure of life and death, I still have potential to tap. I have never succeeded in trying to put the power of two fighting spirits in the same arm.