The rude short-skinned man Yamamoto Taro is the owner of this sword-casting house and the only friend of Fujiwara Kazu in ** City.

A beggar and a respected sword-making master can become friends. It has to be said that although Fujiwara Kazuki has people who are blindly obscene, he does make some sincere friends.

"Taro, the bones of the century-legged demon are good materials for making swords. Konoha Natsumaru is your work five years ago. With your current skills, using the bones of the century-legged demons, you can definitely create a work that surpassed Konoha Natsumaru."

Fujiwara Kazuki also started to persuade him, with a hint of pleading in his tone.

Looking at the old friend who had always been strong, Taro Yamamoto knew that he was putting his bet on the disgusting kid.

Restoring broken legs with the help of the centipede demon's bloodline talent and sending a revenge challenge like that man was the only reason for my old friend to persist in living.

Taro Yamamoto knew that he could no longer hold on. Although he wanted to stop his old friend from seeking death, living like him may be more uncomfortable than death. Decent defeat as a samurai would probably be a good result for him.

"Really, how could this guy who doesn't seem reliable at all get your approval."

Taro Yamamoto complained, looked at Shang Biao with dissatisfaction and said, "Boy, if you want to get my Konosuka Maru, you must agree to two conditions.

First, leave a gold judge of the same weight as Juicyaka Pill.

Second, I need you to cut off the thickest thigh before drawing the centipede bloodline and bring it back to me.

How about it, can you do these two conditions?"

"No problem, I agree to both of your conditions."

It doesn't matter if the gold is. As for the centipede monster, Shang Biao is not ready to cause trouble for it.

Shang Biao was not very interested in the so-called first-class secret of two days and the highest secret of two days.

Thinking about it with your butt, I also know that it will not be too easy to learn skills of this level.

If Fujiwara Kazumi had mastered it, Shang Biao might be interested in exchange for the blood of the century-legged demon. Unfortunately, it was just a letter of introduction, which greatly reduced the temptation to him.

Learning kendo is just a temporary way to save his life. He is still a Taoist priest. The opportunity to learn this secret technique may tempt other melee actors, but it is optional for him.

After agreeing to Yamamoto Taro's conditions, Shang Biao got the bronze-level Taidao Juicyaka Maple as he wished. The weapon was good, but the difference with the magic sword that Shang Biao used was not a small part.

Taidao Juicyama Pills

Origin: God of Killing

Maker: Drama Taro Yamamoto

Rarity: Bronze

Material: calcined steel, tooth of the genie

Effect: There is a 20% chance of attaching the Itachi Demon Flame when swinging the knife

Evaluation: This is Yamamoto Taro's most outstanding work so far. Unfortunately, because the demonic power contained in Itachi Demon's Tooth has passed too much, the power of this knife is far from what he expected.

Shang Biao originally wanted to use his own magic power to initially refine the Juicy Pill, but when his magic power had just flowed to the slightly yellow blade, he was resisted by a demonic aura.

After all, it was cast in Fanbang, and it did not cleanse the demonic energy contained in the material itself. Although it stimulated the magical powers attached to the Toad Demon's Tooth to the greatest extent, it was only suitable for specific users.

Shang Biao had no choice but to retract his magic power, put Juichio Maple in the scabbard and inserted it into his waist. He felt that someone was peeping behind him. He turned around and looked at the blacksmith shop behind him, which had allowed him to live safely for ten days. He found Fujiwara Kazu was standing at the door with a complicated look at him, not knowing what he was thinking.

Perhaps after nearly ten days of getting along, he also saw a trace of Shang Biao's nature and understood that his cheap apprentice might not come back once he left, but he was still holding a little luck.

After waiting for so many years, only Shang Biao is the most likely to help him obtain demon blood, restore his remaining limbs, and avenge the man.

"Lu Zhijun, please!"

Thousands of words in my heart eventually turned into this plea.

Hearing Fujiwara Kazuki's low voice, Shang Biao turned around and waved his hand, saying nothing.

If a monster like the century-legged monster is not very powerful, if you recover your strength and kill it, you will kill it.

But it is not the time for this misfortune to possession.

He walked forward quietly. After leaving the city, Shang Biao carefully spared a few times. After finding that no one was following him, he turned into the dense forest.

He took out the Wangui Banner from the shadow ticket and inserted it firmly on the ground.

In the past ten days, he also had a rough plan for the future. The Ten Thousand Ghost Banner, a treasure that can only be used as a fire stick, is the beginning of the plan and the most important part.

Looking at the dark banners dancing in the wind, the hesitation in Shang Biao's eyes gradually faded. It was a matter that had been decided, and now there is no other way.

All the magic power of the body surged into the divine eyes, and the dark blue thunder and fire kept gushing out, tangling on the Ten Thousand Ghost Banners and burning.

"Click"

A slight sound came into his ears. Shang Biao looked at the cracks on the banner pole and accelerated the speed of swallowing food in his mouth.

Destroy the Ten Thousand Ghost Banner, release Han Er, and the Snake Spirit are the decisions made by Shang Biao after repeated consideration in the past few days.

He no longer cares about how to spend the magical effects of the Ten Thousand Ghost Banner without the subsequent plot world. Perhaps the destroyed Ten Thousand Ghost Banner can be repaired through the theater or in the blood sacrifice again.

But this was just his extravagant idea. The biggest possibility was that the Ten Thousand Ghost Banner became a waste from now on. After all, this treasure had been severely damaged by Cao Ang once.

A thousand birds are in the forest, but a bird is worse than a bird in hand. Shang Biao still understands this simple truth. Without Han Er and the Snake Spirit's guard, he might be swallowed by the monsters that are provoked by bad luck when he leaves ** City, not to mention others.

As the thunder and fire continued to burn, the cracks appeared in the Ten Thousand Ghost Banners became more and more, and the screams of thousands of ghosts hiding in the Banners could be vaguely heard.

"Click"

There was another crisp cracking sound, and the surface of the Wangui Banner was not damaged, but the pole body shattered with a bang.

Shang Biao immediately pulled out the remaining Ten Thousand Ghost Banner. Before he could detect the degree of destruction, the ghost that covered the sky and the sun surged out from the banner.

"Han Er, swallow them!"

When Shang Biao saw the familiar burly figure, he didn't have time to say anything, and went straight to the fastest black snake.

"Snake Spirit, don't you want this soul or soul anymore!"

Seeing the black snake slipping quickly and was about to disappear from sight. Shang Biao quickly took out two balls of black mist from the movie ticket and threatened.

"Hehe, it's okay for you. Without a soul and spirit, I will have no return at most. The key is that you still have the means to control me through this soul and spirit?"

The snake spirit stopped and fled, looked at Shang Biao from afar and sneered, his cold snake eyes showed unconcealed pleasure.
Chapter completed!