"The result of this weapon refining battle is very obvious, and Elder Zhu won."

Gu Tianchi, the son of the city lord of Tongtian City, was very satisfied with Zhu Wenchang's strength in refining weapons. In his opinion, Zhu Wenchang is currently qualified to be his master, and Ye Chenfeng was just a clown in his eyes from beginning to end.

Gu Nanhong glanced at the old man Tianhuo and said, "Senior Tianhuo, I don't think this battle will continue. Does Senior Tianhuo believe that the kid can restore the Fire Cloud Sword to a medium-grade magic weapon?"

After Gu Nanhong asked this, the old man Tianhuo was filled with anger. He didn't plan to care about this matter anymore. After snorting coldly in his nose, he remained silent. He agreed to Gu Nanhong's opinion.

Seeing that the old man Tianhuo stopped talking, Gu Nanhong smiled and said to Zhu Wenchang, "Elder Zhu, you won this battle, and this ignorant boy will be left to you to deal with."

Zhu Wenchang, the inner sect elder of the weapon refining sect, had a smile on his lips, and the momentum of the early stage of the third level of the Creation Realm surged in his body. When he was about to attack Ye Chenfeng, who was carving the spiritual array diagram, Su Bingxuan, with a cold expression, shouted: "Slow down, the battle has not ended yet, it is not fair for you to make a decision privately like this."

Su Bingxuan blocked Ye Chenfeng behind him, holding a purple sword tightly in his hand. As for Liang Zuoyi, he could only stand with Su Bingxuan with his teeth, take a deep breath, and shouted: "Yes, this competition is not over yet, why do you think we lost?"

Gu Tianchi said with a sarcastic look: "You two don't want to act here. I think you are delaying the time? If this kid can't paint the spiritual array map in his entire life, would we have to wait here for a lifetime? I have said a long time ago that if this kid can win Elder Zhu, I, Gu Tianchi, would immediately wipe my neck and commit suicide. Unfortunately, this kid doesn't have the ability!"

Zhu Wenchang's face was filled with hostility. He looked at Su Bingxuan and Liang Zuoyi and shouted: "Don't worry, don't want to leave. Since you and this kid are together, you three can have a companion on the road to the underworld."

Su Bingxuan, who was holding the purple long sword in her hand, looked at the old man Tianhuo and said, "Senior Tianhuo, you are the notary of this battle. Do you want to sit idly by? The battle is not over yet. Even if we want to lose, we must be convinced."

Old Man Tianhuo listened to Su Bingxuan's firm words and looked at Zhu Wenchang with a cruel face. He sighed and said, "Well! Well! Old man, I'll just accompany you for a while!"

Instead, the old man Tianhuo said to Gu Nanhong and Zhu Wenchang again, "What they said is reasonable. The battle is not over yet. I was negligent and did not set the time for the battle. Of course, I would not help either side. If this kid has not finished carving the spiritual array diagram within today, then this kid and his companions will be left to you to deal with it."

"Senior Tianhuo, this is probably inappropriate! I think today's battle has ended." said Gu Nanhong, the lord of Tongtian City.

Ye Chenfeng, who was blocked by Su Bingxuan and Liang Zuoyi, had already become shaking. The sweat on his forehead was like a waterfall, and his face was pale like a dead corpse.

At this moment, Ye Chenfeng had already carved forty-eight thin lines, and the spiritual array diagram inside the Fire Cloud Sword was almost completed.

Feeling the intertwined thin lines in the Fire Cloud Sword, the black shadow man Jiang Yuntian said: "Boy, this is the last step, connect the tail and head of the star pattern with a thin line."

Ye Chenfeng, who was dizzy in his head, swallowed his saliva in his throat, and there was a torn pain in his sea of ​​consciousness and tendons. His divine thought power guided the spiritual energy to slowly portray the last thin line.

A ray of light flashed through the star pattern inside the Fire Cloud Sword. The spiritual array diagram was completely completed. After carving the spiritual array diagram, with a "puff!", Ye Chenfeng suddenly spit out a mouthful of blood from his mouth. The Fire Cloud Sword in his hand was inserted into the ground. He was completely supported by the Fire Cloud Sword.

Ye Chenfeng was gasping for breath, and he said weakly, "I'm done too."

The movements on Ye Chenfeng attracted the attention of everyone present. Gu Tianchi shouted: "Boy, don't embarrass people here. You have wiped out the spiritual array diagram inside the Fire Cloud Sword. Did you really carve a spiritual array diagram yourself?"

Ye Chenfeng, who supported his body with the Fire Cloud Sword, said, "You'll know if you try it? Do you dare not even let me try it?"

"It's ridiculous, it's ridiculous. Only a fourth-grade weapon refiner, or a fourth-grade or above weapon refiner can be refined. The youngest fourth-grade weapon refiner in the Di Xuan Realm is probably a hundred years old. Do you think everyone here is all pig's brains?"

Gu Tianchi sneered repeatedly. Carving a spiritual array map is the most difficult and critical step in refining weapons. If he can carve a spiritual array map, then refining weapons will be almost no problem.

Zhu Wenchang, who had been eager to try to make a move, said, "Hey, let this kid understand, let him try to give up quickly. I see that the Fire Cloud Sword in his hand is not even a low-grade magic weapon."

Then, Zhu Wenchang stared at Ye Chenfeng with cold eyes and shouted: "Boy, split the Fire Cloud Sword in your hand on the instrument stele! I am looking forward to the result!"

"Elder Zhu, this kid really doesn't cry until he sees the coffin." Gu Nanhong, the lord of Tongtian City, said casually. Anyway, he thought the ending would not change no matter what.

"Ye Chenfeng, give me a clear idea. Do you really know how to refine weapons?" Liang Zuoyi asked with hope.

Su Bingxuan also looked at Ye Chenfeng without blinking, but Ye Chenfeng shrugged his shoulders and said, "Liang Zuoyi, what do you call me? It seems that you have forgotten it again? Do you think I can refine weapons? Can I beat the inner elder of the Refining Weapon Sect?"

As he said that, Ye Chenfeng, who was holding the Fire Cloud Sword in his hand, shaking his body towards the instrument measuring monument. Liang Zuoyi looked at Ye Chenfeng's back and said, "Su Bingxuan, it seems that no miracle will happen. The weapon refiners are all from the weapon refining sect. Even if Ye Chenfeng studied the method of refining himself from his mother's womb, how good can his weapon refining level be?"

Since the spiritual array diagram inside the Fire Cloud Sword was re-carved by Ye Chenfeng, spiritual energy must be injected to activate the spiritual array diagram. Therefore, in the eyes of others, there is nothing special about the Fire Cloud Sword that Ye Chenfeng is holding at this moment.

The old man Tianhuo standing next to the instrument stele said angrily: "Boy, who asked you to erase the spiritual array diagram inside the Fire Cloud Sword? Forget it, I won't bother with you, a short-lived ghost. You can test it quickly! I'm leaving."

Ye Chenfeng, who could not stand firmly at his feet, injected the few spiritual energy left in his body into the Fire Cloud Sword. The spiritual array diagram inside the Fire Cloud Sword instantly shone brightly, and when Ye Chenfeng slashed the Fire Cloud Sword towards the instrument monument.

Gu Nanhong looked uninterested, Gu Tianchi looked mocking, Zhu Wenchang sneered, and Old Man Tianhuo was expressionless. As for Liang Zuoyi and Su Bingxuan, their eyes were staring at Ye Chenfeng, and they also knew that the chance of Ye Chenfeng defeating Zhu Wenchang was almost zero.

"Bang!"

The Fire Cloud Sword and the Meter Meter Meter Meter Meter Meter Meter Meter Meter Meter Message in Ye Chenfeng's hand touched each other. Gu Tianchi couldn't wait to say, "Okay, OK, the battle is over, you should be able to convince yourself, you..."

However, the sound in Gu Tianchi's throat suddenly stopped abruptly, a ghost expression appeared on his face, and the others present also widened their eyes in an instant, because the first layer of the instrument monument was covered with blue.

"I really didn't expect it! This kid is really capable?" Old man Tianhuo, who had originally had a blank expression, raised some energy.

But when the old man Tianhuo had just finished speaking, the blue easily crossed the first floor, the second floor, the third floor, and the fourth floor.

"The Fire Cloud Sword has recovered to the level of a low-grade spiritual weapon?" Old Man Tianhuo was uneasy this time, and his face was filled with a strong shock.

The blue in the fourth floor of the measuring instrument monument moved restlessly again, and instantly entered the fifth floor, and it was finally settled firmly in the fifth floor.

This fifth layer represents a medium-grade spiritual weapon.

This means that Ye Chenfeng not only restored the grade of the Fire Cloud Sword to the lower-grade spiritual weapon, but also increased the Fire Cloud Sword by one?

The air around seemed to solidify at this moment, and even the breathing of everyone present disappeared completely.
Chapter completed!