Partridge squinted his eyes and thought for a while, as if recalling the grand scene at that time: "Because this group of people always bullies newcomers and even takes their lives, so there is a heaven-level cultivator with good cultivation who can't stand it.
Thinking about getting rid of these cancers for the Three Thousand Worlds Tower."
"What level of cultivation was Feng Wudu at that time?" Leng Mei asked subconsciously.
"Seventh level at the Earth level!" Partridge simply spit out four words. It was obvious that the shock this incident brought to him was definitely not the slightest bit.
Leng Mei suddenly opened her mouth, and her eyes were full of unconfidence: "Are you saying that the seventh-level earth-level wind five poisons destroyed a heaven-level cultivator?"
Under Leng Mei's surprised eyes, Partridge nodded seriously, with a hint of panic in his eyes caused by the memory of that tragic duel.
"what happened?"
Last night, with the help of Leng Qiuzhi, she finally broke through to the heaven level. She immediately felt the huge difference between the ninth level of the earth level and the heaven level, which was just one step away. But now someone told her about the seventh level of the earth level.
of people defeated a heaven-level cultivator!
This matter is completely beyond Leng Mei's knowledge. Although she has done a lot of things where the weak defeat the strong and knows that there is no absolute strong person in the world, the gap between the seventh-level earth level and the heaven level is not even a tiny bit.
Son.
"At that time, I saw that Feng Wudu was beaten so hard that he had no chance to fight back, but he didn't know what happened. In the blink of an eye, countless snakes rushed towards the cultivator of that level." When he said this, Partridge couldn't help but
He shuddered, and it was obvious that what happened at that time still shocked him greatly.
Leng Mei also had doubts in her heart: "Even if the Ba Snake is poisonous and has offensive power, at the level of a heaven-level practitioner, burning these things into ashes is just a piece of cake. How could it fail?"
Partridge shook his head: "I don't know, everyone finds it strange, but the facts are in front of us and no one can say anything. After all, these two people have signed a life and death contract before going to the challenge field."
No wonder those people encouraged her to sign a life-and-death contract, just to kill her in the challenge field!
"Is that heaven-level cultivator dead?"
The partridge raised his head and glanced at the gray sky, and finally sighed helplessly: "The snake has penetrated from the left ear into the right ear. Do you think people can still survive?"
Leng Mei automatically imagined the scene of a snake suddenly emerging from a person's seven orifices. She couldn't help but feel sick, but after the nausea subsided, she shuddered. This method of Feng Wu Du was really vicious.
"Are you okay?" Partridge saw that Leng Mei's face was not good, so he couldn't help but asked worriedly, "Originally I shouldn't have told you these things, but I think if you understand in your heart, when the fight really starts, you can't help but ask.
It’s good to be prepared.”
Leng Mei nodded and smiled helplessly: "I'm fine, you can go on."
Partridge nodded: "The other one is Qian Yantong. It is said that Qin Bao and Feng Wudu were able to break through the heaven level so quickly only because of this person's strong help."
"You mean Qian Yantong is more powerful than Qin Bao and Feng Wudu?"
In fact, even without asking, Leng Mei had already made a rough guess in her mind. Since she could make these two people obedient, her methods were obvious.
"That's natural. Qian Yantong was the first among the three to break through to the heaven level. This person most often uses the Crescent Sword."
Leng Mei was startled: "Is this person good at using a knife?"
Partridge nodded: "Most practitioners like to use swords, because swords are more sensitive than knives and are sharper when making moves, but Qian Yantong is definitely an exception. His knives cannot be blocked by many people."
It's as lethal as a sword."
Leng Mei nodded: "When a practitioner's cultivation reaches a certain level, it no longer matters what the so-called weapon is."
"Yes, you are right, so Qian Yantong is the most difficult to deal with among the three of them. You must be careful!" Partridge warned, but after saying that, he couldn't help but frown, "You..."
Leng Mei frowned tightly. The strength of these three people was completely beyond her expectation. Each one was difficult to deal with, and each one was more terrifying than the last. Partridge's hesitation just now was probably because she was worried about whether she could survive the battle.
Qian Yantong fights?
"It won't be me who dies!"
Leng Mei earnestly repeated what she had just said with a firm look in her eyes. Although these three people were difficult to deal with, it did not mean that she would give up easily.
Probably shocked by the confidence in Leng Mei's eyes, Partridge opened his mouth, and finally put away his worries and smiled: "The trading area is here, I will take you to choose some good weapons!"
While Leng Mei and Partridge were actively preparing for the duel five days later, Qian Yantong and three others were gathering together to talk nonsense.
"Brother, I think this woman really doesn't know what the heavens and the earth are, and she actually agreed to our challenge!"
Qin Bao had a disapproving look on his face, and his fat body trembled with laughter.
"But we still can't take it lightly. If this woman really knows some tricks, wouldn't we suffer a big loss if we underestimate the enemy?"
The sharp-mouthed and monkey-cheeked Feng Wudu had a cautious look on his face, but he had always remembered the look in that woman's eyes, which was sharp and cruel and she was definitely not a soft-hearted master.
It's been a long time since he met a woman who could make his heart tremble, and this time was definitely an exception.
"Brother, look at the second brother who was frightened out of his wits by that woman, haha." Qin Bao bumped Feng Wudu with his arm, "Second brother, back then you were only the seventh dan of the earth level and could easily kill a heaven-level person.
Practitioner, why are you afraid of falling in love with a woman now?"
Qian Yantong, who had been silent all this time, glanced at his right-hand man and curled his lips: "Second brother, third brother's words make sense. Don't be too nervous. She is just a woman!"
When Feng Wudu saw Qian Yantong saying the same thing, he thought about it and nodded: "Brother is right. I guess I'm overthinking it. You're right. It's just a woman. It's not a big deal."
"Still the old rules, I'll go first." Qin Bao patted his chest, looking impatient, "You two just stay aside and enjoy the scenery."
"Third brother, although a woman is not something to be afraid of, you still have to be more cautious," Feng Wudu reminded.
"Brother, look..."
Qin Bao looked unconvinced, probably because he didn't understand why Feng Wudu, who was so fearless, laughed so boldly.
It was because Leng Mei's eyes were so frightening that Feng Wudu couldn't help but tense up whenever he thought of the sneer on her lips.
He had fought against many people, but only this time, he felt a lot of uneasiness in his heart.
Qian Yantong looked at the two of them and frowned: "Third brother, what the second brother said makes some sense. You'd better be more cautious."
Seeing that Qian Yantong had also spoken, Qin Bao had no choice but to nod reluctantly, but soon became excited again: "Brother, I think that woman is pretty good. When I defeat her, I can get her for you!"
"Brother, look at the pill that the woman threw out casually, which is the psychic pill. This shows how many treasures this woman has. When we subdue this woman, brother will have both talent and talents!"
"Haha, not bad! Not bad!"
Qian Yantong couldn't help but smile triumphantly, his eyes became more and more gloomy and fierce. He never got what he wanted! This time would definitely not be an exception.
Leng Mei and Partridge entered the trading area. It was very lively, like a market.
"You are familiar with this place and should know where to buy better weapons." Leng Mei turned around and looked at Partridge.
Now that she has a free guide by her side, wouldn't she be a little foolish if she didn't take advantage of it?
Partridge nodded: "Well, you come with me!"
In fact, this trading area is almost the same as the trading areas Leng Mei has seen in other places. There are practitioners setting up stalls with elixirs or weapons that they can't use for the time being, and some just selling stones or feathers.
Of course, in addition to stalls, there are many other shops with grander facades. Leng Mei thought that if she wanted to buy good weapons, she must go to these places.
But Partridge led Leng Mei to a very simple blacksmith shop.
It is said to be a shop, but in fact it is just a simple shack. A huge blacksmithing stove takes up most of the place of the shack. The flames in the stove are burning very brightly, making a "crackling" sound from time to time. The thousand-year-old cold iron in the stove is
His whole body was already hot and red.
"There's no one here?" Leng Mei looked at Partridge in surprise, "How about we go to another place and have a look?"
How could a simple shack have any good weapons? Since she already knew that those few people were very difficult to deal with, she naturally had to be fully prepared.
"It's right here," Partridge looked at Leng Mei and said seriously, "Only here can you find what you want, not anywhere else, believe me!"
Leng Mei was cold for a moment and finally nodded, "Okay."
From the beginning to now, Partridge has been trying to help her, and she should trust him.
When the color of the flame in the blacksmith furnace changed from red to blue, the owner of the blacksmith shop finally came out.
"You kid is here again, there must be nothing good going on!"
The old but confident voice suddenly pulled Leng Mei out of the state of studying the color changes of the flames. Looking back, she saw an old man wearing coarse clothes walking out.
This man was tall and tall, but one of his legs was lame, but this did not affect his walking speed at all. Leng Mei only felt that she blinked and the person who was still some distance away was already standing in front of her.
"Why did you bring this girl here?" The blacksmith just glanced at Leng Mei and then went to look at his big iron stove.
Partridge approached with a smile on his face: "She needs some good weapons."
The lame blacksmith's mouth twitched and he glanced at the partridge: "No! I want a few more, this is quite a big tone!"
"If you don't have good weapons here, then others will have even less." Partridge blinked and took the time to give Leng Mei a reassuring look.
It was obvious that Partridge was very familiar with the crippled blacksmith, and he probably knew exactly how to achieve his goal, so he sat aside and waited in no hurry.
"She is going to fight against those three Qian Yantong, and it will be impossible if she doesn't have good weapons!" Partridge said with a smile, "You also know that those three people have done many evil things, and now that you have the opportunity to get rid of them, you shouldn't
Can you help me?"
"No weapons!"
The blacksmith still ignored him, as if the sky was falling and it had nothing to do with him.
Partridge's face suddenly fell down. He probably felt that he had lost face with Leng Mei and felt very uncomfortable.
Leng Mei frowned, wondering why this old man was so weird: "Isn't the purpose of your blacksmith shop to sell weapons?"
"Do you want to buy?" The lame blacksmith's eyes passed over the partridge and landed directly on Leng Mei's face, "Buy?"
Leng Mei was cold: "Of course!"
Looking at the expression on the lame blacksmith's face, Leng Mei seemed to understand the old man's initial attitude. It seemed that Partridge wanted to take it away for free. No wonder he had a bad attitude. It seemed that Partridge had a criminal record.
The lame blacksmith glanced at Leng Mei, but still did not stop working: "Do you have money?"
"No," Leng Mei said truthfully.
"Pfft!"
Partridge was drinking tea made by the old blacksmith. When Leng Mei said this, he couldn't hold it back and spurted out everything in his mouth.
"You...what's wrong with you?" Leng Mei frowned.
Looking at the lame blacksmith, his face was already livid. He heard Leng Mei say that he wanted to buy a sword. He just asked casually, but he didn't expect that this woman really didn't bring any money. The hammer in his hand touched the red iron piece.
Suddenly sparks flew everywhere.
"Well, can I exchange it for something else?" Leng Mei frowned, "I have pills."
The lame blacksmith glanced at Leng Mei: "It depends on what kind of pill you are and how many pills you have!"
Leng Mei nodded and took out a dozen bottles of elixirs from the ring: "What do you think of this?"
Partridge's eyes widened for a moment, and when he looked at the old blacksmith, he also had a surprised look on his face, but this emotion quickly disappeared and he just nodded: "You can choose three weapons!"
"Hey, so many elixirs are more than enough to buy this blacksmith shop. Why, why do you only let me choose three weapons? It's not fair!"
The lame blacksmith glanced at the partridge: "If you don't want to trade, you can leave now!"
"Just choose three!" Leng Mei nodded, not having too many weapons but having the best.
Just looking at the blacksmith's temperament, Leng Mei thought that maybe she could really get some good weapons here. Anyway, the ring she received contained a lot of elixirs, and the dozen bottles given were not the best at all.
"Go in and pick, you only have half an hour." The old blacksmith led Leng Mei and Partridge to the door of a room behind the shack, then looked up at Partridge, "You are not allowed in!"
"Why?!" The partridge couldn't help but scream after hearing what the old blacksmith said.
"No reason, it's just the rules here."
Leng Mei looked at Partridge, who was glaring at the old blacksmith, and smiled lightly: "I'll go in by myself."
What a joke, no matter what, she is also a ninth-level cultivator at the prefecture level, so can’t she choose a few good weapons by herself?
A seemingly slovenly old blacksmith actually has a huge weapons showroom, with all kinds of weapons placed on trays covered with red cloth, showing the owner's prudence.
Half an hour later, Leng Mei walked out with three weapons, and the partridges immediately surrounded her.
"How about it?"
Leng Mei nodded: "It's okay."
The lame blacksmith who heard the sound turned around and saw the thing in Leng Mei's hand with a shocked look on his face. Although he was reluctant to part with it, he finally relaxed and said: "Changfa! Let's go!"
Leaving these ambiguous words behind, the old blacksmith began to forge weapons again, focusing every moment with great concentration. Looking at his figure, Leng Mei couldn't help but wonder if this person would continue to exist in this manner.
After Leng Mei said goodbye to Partridge, she found a secret place to study these three weapons. She had to improve herself as much as possible within three days, otherwise she would not be able to duel after five days.
The three weapons were placed on the ground in a row. Leng Mei sat on the futon, holding her chin in one hand and began to study these things.
In fact, she didn't know much about weapons, so she just picked them up and took them over if she liked them. But from the eyes of the old blacksmith, she felt that what she chose should not be too different!
"Leng Qiuzhi, why don't you come out?" Leng Mei frowned.
At such an important and critical moment, this person is very stable. If she loses, where else can he stay?!
"These are fine weapons. Where did you get them?"
There was a faint smile in the clear laughter, and a faint soul slowly appeared in front of Leng Mei. The soul became thicker and thicker, and finally formed a thick human shape that appeared in front of Leng Mei.
Leng Mei looked up and rolled her eyes: "You look like this, you are really a monster."
"Not as good as Yan Lie."
Every time it was just these words, Leng Mei would shut up, but seeing the pride on Leng Qiuzhi's face, she couldn't help but grit her teeth and say, "They are all evildoers!"
"Let's take a look at these treasures you got first." Leng Qiuzhi looked at the long sword on Leng Mei's left hand and couldn't help but twitching at the corner of his mouth, "You, you actually got this thing?"
Leng Mei couldn't help but get excited when she saw the expression on Leng Qiuzhi's face, "What do you think of this? I liked it at first sight."
This sword is completely translucent red, with a flowing luster on its body, and a strong aura exuding from its entire body that no one dares to underestimate.
"It is said that this blood phoenix staff was specially made by a goddess in the heaven and earth to defend against foreign enemies. It is said that the goddess was reluctant to part with the sword after her death, so her heroic spirit became attached to the sword."
Leng Mei's eyes widened: "Will she show up like you?"
The corners of Leng Qiuzhi's mouth twitched, feeling embarrassed: "Probably not, after all, it's just a legend."
"That's good, how about the power of this sword?" Leng Mei asked softly, with concern in her eyes.
She didn't care whose heroic spirit was attached to it, the most important thing to her was that it could help her win the duel.
"This sword is two feet six long, but because it is made of divine iron, it is as light as a feather, but it is extremely lethal!"
Leng Mei's eyes suddenly lit up: "How strong is it?"
"It means the sky is collapsing and the ground is split." Leng Qiuzhi's face was stern, but there seemed to be some hesitation in his eyes, "But..."
"what happened?"
"This Blood Phoenix Sword is extremely violent because it drinks too much blood. If the user can control this sword, it will get twice the result with half the effort. However, if the user cannot control it, it will be easily backlashed by this sword." Leng Qiuzhi wrinkled
Brows, "This is a double-edged sword."
Leng Mei looked solemn and frowned: "How to crack it?"
"This is related to your own cultivation and understanding. No one else can help you," Leng Qiuyi said, "Swords like this are spiritual, and you must let them recognize you as their master."
Leng Mei nodded clearly: "I know, just look at the next sword."
This first sword is a good sword, but she is really not sure that she can completely tame it within five days. If the two of them face a life-or-death duel, and this thing bites her back, wouldn't it be tragic, so she still
It would be better to look at the next sword quickly.
"This sword..." Leng Qiuzhi's brows furrowed even more.
