"Haha, Chengfeng, this is a good method." A hearty laughter came from Zhang Chunxiao's mouth. He shouted: "What kind of hidden weapon is this? It's really powerful. I hid behind the big shield. I felt a little chilled when I heard the sound. Hehe, that guy injured his senior brother, and he was considered to be dead."

Ying Chengfeng smiled slightly and said, "The third senior brother has been awarded. Your previous performance is also very good. If you release this hidden weapon from the beginning, it will be difficult to achieve this effect."

The power of this hidden weapon is enough, but it is a little tempting when it is released.

If Qiu Guiyang immediately flew away as soon as he saw the short slant release, then this sword might not be able to kill him easily.

After all, Zhang Chunxiao is not Ying Chengfeng. He cannot use his mental thoughts to make the dagger burst. Only by using clever force collision can it release its power.

With this buffering time, the threat of the burst dagger is much smaller.

Therefore, Zhang Chunxiao was able to play steadily at the beginning, making Qiu Guiyang think that his skills were enough and he would not escape immediately after seeing the dagger.

Yinglid nodded slowly and said, "Chengfeng, this hidden weapon is a treasure given by Uncle Feng."

Ying Chengfeng hesitated for a moment and said, "It is indeed the master's credit."

His words were ambiguous, but no one could hear the mystery.

After seeing the power of this sword, no one would think that this cruel weapon could be forged by Ying Chengfeng.

Ying Chengfeng did not lie. If Feng Kuang had not taught him the evil spirit method, Ying Chengfeng would not have been able to forge such a powerful bursting short sword.

Everyone returned to the courtyard while they were joking, and Ying Lide and others returned to the room to take care of Ying Haitao.

After receiving Feng Kuang's treatment, his injuries have stabilized. Although he is still a while away from full recovery, he at least has no worries about his life.

Ying Chengfeng came directly to Feng Kuang's room and explained what happened today in detail.

Just as Qiu Renyi did not dare to let the old man with a handsome face come forward, Feng Kuang could not go barefoot to win. However, this conflict that concerns the two major forces still requires a person of Feng Kuang to take charge.

After listening to Jia Chengfeng's narration, Feng Kuang's brow frowned slightly and said, "Chengfeng, you are a little rash this time."

Ying Chengfeng said solemnly: "Please give me some advice."

"Your bursting dagger is powerful and is a very good killer copper. If you use it unexpectedly, you can still achieve greater effects." Feng Kuang sighed lightly: "But now it is exposed, it is in vain to make preparations. It is probably not easy to make contributions with this."

Ying Chengfeng smiled slightly and said, "The master and disciple have different opinions."

"Oh, tell me." Feng Kuang said with interest.

Ying Chengfeng responded and said, "Disciple knows that you always hope that your disciples will participate in the competition of the inheritance tower. The disciple has also asked Mr. Lu Chang'ai and learned some of the deeds about the inheritance tower." He said in a deep voice: "Whether it is the spiritual family or the major sects, the dispute over the inheritance tower is very important. Whenever this time, the most outstanding warriors will be sent to compete."

Feng Kuang nodded slowly and said, "Yes, the dispute over the inheritance tower is a major event that concerns the rise and fall of major sects. In order to compete for this quota, all major forces will not take it lightly. Those candidates have been selected and prepared twenty years ago. Hehe, I also have a little impression of the pair of spiritual armor you mentioned. This is an important armor prepared by Qiu Jia for Qiu Renyi. I didn't expect that it would be destroyed in your hands before it was used."

Ying Chengfeng gently said with a slight forehead, "The master said it is right. Those who can participate in the battle for the inheritance tower are all core disciples of each sect, and each of them has a deep background. If the disciples kill too many people during the battle, they will be in trouble."

After hearing this, Feng Kuang couldn't help but open his mouth and cursed: "You guy are arrogant and humming. Who is qualified to represent the major sects to participate in the battle for the inheritance tower? Not to mention that you only have the eighth level of true energy, even if you are promoted to the tenth level, you may not be invincible."

Ying Chengfeng lowered his head and said, "Master, if you only use force, your disciple may not be able to monopolize the turtle head, but what if you have hundreds of bursting short swords in your hand?"

"Uh..." Feng Kuang's laughter suddenly subsided, and even his expression became solemn.

He had seen the power of the burst dagger with his own eyes. Although the explosion level may not necessarily hurt him, he had overwhelming power when facing some little guys who had not yet been promoted to martial arts.

If Ying Chengfeng really prepared thousands of bursting short swords, then even if he had put all the disciples of various sects participating in the Inheritance Tower in one fell swoop, it would be possible.

After pondering for a moment, Feng Kuang said slowly: "Chengfeng, are you deliberately leaking the news of the bursting dagger?"

"Yes." Ying Chengfeng said, "Master, it's less than a year since the dispute over the inheritance tower began. In this year, no matter how hard the disciples work, they may not be able to advance to the tenth level. Even if they are lucky enough to advance to the tenth level, it will be difficult to reach the Great Perfection. Therefore, once the dispute over the inheritance tower begins, the disciples are the best soft persimmons in the eyes of other contestants, and there will definitely be countless people who take the initiative to trouble their disciples."

"Shut up, so what if you are asking for trouble? If I help you, I will naturally prepare enough benefits for you."

"Master, no one knows the benefits you prepared for your disciples." Ying Chengfeng smiled bitterly and said, "Those people will only think that this little guy is so weak and dares to come to this banquet. Why not kill him first."

Feng Kuang was amused by Ying Chengfeng's lazy look and said, "So you can use this battle between life and death to promote the power of the bursting short sword, so that others dare not provoke you."

Ying Chengfeng gave a thumbs up and said, "Master, I believe that this is what the disciple thinks. If everyone knows that the disciple has a powerful hidden weapon you have carefully created, then there will definitely not be too many people who dare to provoke the disciple."

Feng Kuang pointed at him with his fingers and said helplessly: "Your head is so weird that you think so much. Humph, the dispute over the inheritance tower is a fair fight. Even if you kill them all, their life should be like this."

Ying Chengfeng disturbed his head and said, "Master, those people are elites of various sects. If there are only a few who die at the hands of disciples, it will be fine. But if there are more numbers, I am afraid that the sect will be very passive."

Feng Kuang hesitated for a moment, even if he had to admit that the consequences of public anger were very terrible.

After a long time, he shook his head slightly and said, "You are thinking well. If you don't let them be afraid, then your situation is not good."

Ying Chengfeng nodded repeatedly and said, "It's not just not good. In that case, low strength is a sin. The disciple doesn't want to cause countless troubles for no reason." He waved his hand heavily and said, "So the best way is to let everyone know that the disciple is a hornet's nest and is not easy to mess with. If he gets off the disciple, he will definitely not be able to take care of it."

Feng Kuang laughed and said, "I am very pleased that you have this thought.

However, it is a pity to leak the power of the burst dagger like this."

"No pity." Ying Chengfeng said with a smile, like a weasel who had just successfully stole a chicken: "If they completely believe it, then some of them will suffer."

Feng Kuang was slightly stunned and said, "Why?"

"When Brother Zhang uses the bursting short sword, he uses external force to stimulate the power contained in it. However, there is no need for such trouble when using it." Ying Chengfeng said confidently.

Feng Kuang raised his eyebrows slightly, Ying Chengfeng was right. If he had taken action, he just needed to throw the bursting dagger out, and then scan it with his mental thoughts to detonate it.

After the step of impacting heavy objects is missing, the release speed and actual power of the burst dagger will be several times greater.

Nodding slowly, Feng Kuang sighed in his heart that this guy is so amazing at such a young age, even he can't even stand this layout.

However, the old man waved his hand slightly and said, "Chengfeng, in fact, as long as you can pass the spiritual master's assessment this time, even if you don't participate in the battle, you will be qualified to enter the inheritance tower."

Ying Chengfeng chuckled and said, "Disciple understands, but I also know that the inheritance tower has a distinction between spiritual and martial arts. If you enter here without fighting, you will not get any inheritance of martial arts at all."

Feng Kuang said disapprovingly: "Chengfeng, you are a spiritual master with a very talented spirit master. Why do you still have to be obsessed with martial arts?"

Ying Chengfeng smiled bitterly, and even he could not explain this feeling.

Perhaps it was because he wanted to have a strong enough power to protect himself, or perhaps he had an indescribable interest in the practice of martial arts.

In short, he not only had to enter the inheritance tower as a spirit master, but also as a spirit warrior.

XXXX

After leaving Feng Kuang's room, Ying Chengfeng returned to his solitary room.

As soon as he sat down, he began to recall what he saw and heard in the library.

The thousand-year-old Bat King's refining method swept through his mind. After reading it in detail, Ying Chengfeng frowned.

It is thousands of times more difficult to refine space equipment than forging ordinary spiritual weapons.

The space bag, even the top powerhouse at the spiritual master level, dare not say that it will succeed.
Chapter completed!