Seeing Ye Qingyun holding such a big hammer in his hand, everyone present looked shocked.
Pairs of eyes were staring at the big hammer in Ye Qingyun's hand.
Even Mao Yi was confused.
Oh My God!
What are you doing with such a big hammer?
Don't you want to use this thing to repair the Seven Star Sword?
What a big joke!
"Ancestor Tiezhu, what do you want to do?"
Zhu Wuwei immediately shouted and asked, and even took the initiative to stand in front of Feng Xuanzi.
"Exalted Immortal, this person is armed with a sharp weapon, and I'm afraid he has evil intentions."
Feng Xuanzi looked impatient.
"Get out of the way, do I still need you to protect me?"
Zhu Wuwei immediately stepped aside in embarrassment.
I was even more murmuring in my heart.
Why do you feel that in this Fengxian Mansion, I, Mr. Zhu, am becoming more and more unpopular?
Could it be that Fengqi Prefecture is in conflict with me, Mr. Zhu?
Feng Xuanzi stared at Ye Qingyun with suspicion in his eyes.
"Ancestor Tiezhu, why are you holding this object?"
Ye Qingyun smiled faintly.
"Of course I want to repair this sword for the Immortal."
Feng Xuanzi looked shocked.
"are you serious?"
"Of course, if I wasn't sure, why would I come here?"
Ye Qingyun responded calmly.
This made Feng Xuanzi lose his ability.
To be honest, although the people from the Bailian Immortal Sect were not able to repair the Seven Star Sword, the methods of the Bailian Immortal Sect were still very reliable in Feng Xuanzi's opinion.
But this Patriarch Tiezhu, carrying such a big hammer in his hand, dares to say that he can repair the Seven Star Sword?
This is unreliable no matter how you look at it.
What does he want to do?
Is repairing the Seven Star Sword like a mortal forging iron?
That’s too outrageous!
"How are you going to repair the Seven Star Sword?"
Feng Xuanzi asked curiously.
Ye Qingyun waved the big hammer in his hand.
"Repairing a sword is nothing more than beating it. Putting pig iron into the sword body and hammering it for thousands of times to remove impurities will make it as good as ever."
Everyone's expressions became even weirder.
Isn't this what ordinary people do when they strike iron?
This method is enough to forge some ordinary swords used by mortals.
You actually want to use this extremely ordinary method to repair a top fairy treasure like the Seven Star Sword?
"How can a person like you be allowed to talk nonsense in front of the Immortal?"
"Fork out!"
Mao Yi on the side suddenly became embarrassed.
This is obviously asking him to fork Ye Qingyun out.
But we are in the same group.
What should I do?
"Mr. Wei's words are wrong."
Ye Qingyun was not panicked at all.
"The art of refining weapons is broad and profound, but it never departs from its origins."
"The method described below may sound simple and crude, but it is the essence of weapon refining."
"Mr. Wei is probably not a weapon refiner, so it's better not to make any judgments."
The meaning of Ye Qingyun's words was already obvious.
That is because you, who are the commander-in-chief, don’t know how to refine weapons. You are a pure layman, so don’t talk too much here.
Wei Wuji's face darkened, and he felt angry.
"You dare to be so presumptuous! I'll suppress you first!"
Before he finished speaking, Wei Wuji was about to take action.
"Wait a minute."
Feng Xuanzi on the side stopped him immediately.
"Shangxian, this person"
Wei Wuji still wanted to talk.
Feng Xuanzi glanced at him coldly.
"No matter what he said, as long as the Seven Star Sword can be repaired, it will be enough."
"Even if he really can't do it, we should let him try it first."
Feng Xuanzi actually felt that Ye Qingyun's statement was unreliable.
But now, even the people from the Hundred Refining Immortal Sect have failed, and it will take time to find other weapon refining masters. At present, only the Tiezhu Patriarch can place hope.
I can only treat a dead horse as a living horse doctor, just to try my luck.
What if this sharp-mouthed, monkey-cheeked Patriarch Tiezhu, who also likes to boast, can really repair the Seven-Star Sword?
Even if he fails to cultivate well, he can be punished afterwards.
Anyway, there is no rush.
Seeing that Feng Xuanzi had already said this, Wei Wuji naturally couldn't say anything else.
"You just said that you are eighty-nine percent sure that you can repair the Seven Star Sword. Do you really mean that?"
Feng Xuanzi looked at Ye Qingyun and asked.
"good."
Ye Qingyun nodded.
Feng Xuanzi narrowed his eyes.
"Ancestor Tiezhu, don't say such big words in front of me."
Ye Qingyun shook his head.
"Whether you are talking big words or not, you must prove them with facts."
After speaking, Ye Qingyun glanced at the Seven Star Sword.
"Everyone, please step back."
"So as not to hinder my performance."
Huikong immediately retreated to the edge of the hall. ??
Everyone in the Bailian Immortal Sect looked at Ye Qingyun with gloomy eyes.
"Hmph! I don't believe this person can be more capable than us!"
Situ Zhen said coldly.
Under the attention of everyone, Ye Qingyun came to the Seven Star Sword carrying a big hammer.
This made Seven Star Sword a little panicked.
what?
What does this person want to do?
Do you really want to hit me with a big hammer?
Not so tough, right?
"Um, why don't you fall down and lie on the ground first? It won't be very convenient for you to fly like this."
Ye Qingyun said to the Seven Star Sword.
Seven Star Sword ""
If this was normal, it would be impossible for Seven Star Sword to pay attention to it.
You might even kill the person in front of you with just one sword strike.
but now.
The cracks in the Seven Star Sword are indeed difficult to heal, making it endure pain all the time.
It also wants people to fix themselves.
Although the person in front of me is weird, he might actually have some abilities.
Anyway, the situation can't be worse.
Let’s try it first.
The Seven-Star Sword slowly fell to the ground and lay flat on the ground.
Ye Qingyun grinned.
Under the extremely shocked eyes of everyone, he raised the big hammer high in his hand.
Then he faced the Seven Star Sword and fell heavily.
The eyelids of everyone present were twitching.
Boom!!!
A heavy loud noise echoed in the hall.
Even the entire hall seemed to tremble.
Ye Qingyun's big hammer hit the Seven Star Sword hard.
But he saw the Seven Star Sword trembling.
There was a buzzing sound.
Buzz buzz buzz!!!
Moreover, the tremors of the Seven-Star Sword are getting stronger and stronger, and the buzzing sound is getting louder and louder.
It even sounds very painful.
Ye Qingyun was even more shocked.
He looked at the Seven Star Sword in surprise, thinking that this thing wouldn't be so hard to beat, would it?
I just want to have a casual visit, Then he pretended to tell Feng Xuanzi that it would take one hundred and eighty days to complete the repair.
This way, you can buy yourself enough time to find an opportunity to capture Feng Xuanzi.
But now.
Why does this Seven-Star Sword look like it's about to die?
I didn't hit it too hard.
And aren’t you a fairy treasure?
It was refined by Immortal Zhenyuan himself. My big hammer is just an ordinary thing.
It can't be that outrageous, right?
"Nonsense! What a nonsense!"
Situ Zhen reprimanded with an indignant look.
"How can you have a repair method like yours? You are just playing the piano randomly!"
Ye Qingyun immediately glared at him.
"Don't gibber when I'm working!"
After saying that, Ye Qingyun gritted his teeth.
Another hammer came down.
Boom!!!
This hammer seems to be more powerful.
The hall trembled again.
Even Ye Qingyun himself was almost so shocked that he couldn't hold the big hammer.
But with this strike, the trembling of the Seven Star Sword suddenly stopped.
The buzzing sound also stopped suddenly.
Ye Qingyun was just about to breathe a sigh of relief, but his expression changed immediately the next moment.
I saw cracks spreading rapidly on the blade of the Seven Star Sword.
It took a few breathless moments.
The Seven Star Sword, which originally had only one crack, suddenly became full of cracks.
Click click click click click!!!
The scalp-numbing sound of shattering resounded throughout the hall.
Feng Xuanzi suddenly stood up, his eyes about to burst.
The two major towns were shocked and their faces were pale.
Mao Yi on the side was so frightened that he was stunned, with a look of horror on his face.
Everyone in the Bailian Immortal Sect also had horrified expressions.
Only Huikong put his hands together, looking very calm, and even showed a smile full of wisdom.
"The Holy Son is indeed the Holy Son. He is always so unexpected."
"These two hammers contain the profound truth of the great road, but it is a pity that it is difficult for others to understand it."
As for Ye Qingyun, who was the instigator, he was not only dull but still dull.
What a great man!
What the fuck did I do?
Isn't this Seven Star Sword so fragile?
The most speechless person was naturally Ye Qingyun, whose sword body was broken into pieces by Ye Qingyun's two hammers.
Seven Star Sword "My sword, my death is imminent today!"