Chapter Nine Hundred and Fifty Four: Giant Sword Broken Mountain!
The entire hall seemed to shake, and it was obvious that the contents of the black bag must be very heavy.
The woman in black raised her chin and said, "Open it and take a look."
Chen Feng nodded, untied the black cloth bag, and immediately took a breath of cold air.
Inside the black cloth bag, there was actually a big knife!
This broadsword has a thick back and a straight blade without any curvature. The entire shape is just like a large guillotine.
The head is square, one side is extremely sharp, and the other side is thick and edgeless. It looks like a long sword, one side is unsealed, the other side is unsealed, and then the tip of the sword is cut off.
The knife is three meters long, almost as long as one and a half Chen Feng, as wide as a door panel, and the back of the knife is almost as thick as an adult man's fist.
The whole body was pitch black, except for the blade, which was snow-white and looked extremely heavy.
When people look at it, they feel as heavy as a mountain.
And on the blade, there was a faint fluctuation, which was obscure and heavy.
The woman in black pointed and said, "Pick it up and try it."
Chen Feng walked up to the black giant sword and stretched out his hand, but it didn't move at all.
Chen Feng took a deep breath, increased his strength, raised his hands heavily, and then picked up the knife.
Chen Feng felt that this knife weighed at least tens of thousands of kilograms.
This is the heaviest weapon Chen Feng has ever seen!
He held it in his hand and waved it a few times. Although it felt very heavy, he could completely control it.
Moreover, every time a sword is struck, it feels extremely powerful and invincible!
This just met his requirements.
The sword is inherently powerful and heavy, yet mighty. The sword moves with force and strength, while the sword moves with lightness.
"It's easy to use, right?"
The woman in black smiled slightly.
"Smooth, very smooth." Chen Feng nodded, stroking the blade of the blade with some admiration.
"Just make it easier." The woman in black said, "This knife was originally made for you."
"What? Made for me?" Chen Feng was shocked when he heard it.
The woman in black glanced at him angrily and said, "Otherwise, what do you think I was doing when I left Ziyang Sword Field these days?"
Chen Feng felt moved in his heart, and then he remembered that the woman in black seemed to have taken away all the materials he had.
Then, not long after, she left the Ziyang Sword Field.
"It turns out that she left Ziyang Sword Field to find someone to make weapons for me."
The woman in black said: "This knife is called Duan Yue and it weighs fifty thousand kilograms!"
"Duan Yue, Duan Yue."
Chen Feng recited these two words twice: "This name is really domineering! It can even cut off mountains, which shows how powerful and domineering this sword is!"
The woman in black continued: "This knife is mixed with seven first-level materials, including the Qingling gold and meteorite iron you brought back that time."
"In addition, there are three second-level materials, so this weapon can become a second-level spiritual weapon, and it is definitely the best among second-level spiritual weapons, even comparable to a third-level spiritual weapon."
Chen Feng was even more delighted after hearing this. He didn't even have a first-level spiritual weapon before, and he had been thinking about when he would get a first-level spiritual weapon, but he didn't expect that he got a second-level spiritual weapon directly.
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The woman in black continued: "The other materials I looked for were based on the properties of the two materials you have, Qingling Gold and Meteor Iron."
"It's not good to have too many attributes, and it's not as good as one or two attributes to specialize in."
"That way, it can be purer and more powerful."
"So, your sword has two attributes. One is as heavy as a mountain, which means your sword is extremely heavy!"
"The other attribute is called: cutting iron like clay! It means he is extremely sharp!"
Chen Feng smiled and said: "That's great. The sword is supposed to be used this way. It should be very heavy. Only in this way can the power of the sword technique be truly exerted!"
What Chen Feng said is indeed true.
After using the Purple Moon Knife for such a long time, he really felt that the Purple Moon Knife was a little too light, weighing more than a hundred kilograms.
Although it is very sharp, it cannot reflect the true charm of the sword technique at all.
The higher his level is and the higher his sword skills are, the more obvious this feeling becomes.
The woman in black smiled slightly: "As long as you like it."
Then, waving his hand, Chen Feng felt a strong push, and with a bang, he was thrown out and fell into the yard.
Then, the door slammed shut.
A wry smile appeared on Chen Feng's lips. The woman in black is good everywhere, but her temper is a bit weird.
Every time he wanted to leave, he would just slap him in the face.
However, Chen Feng couldn't care anymore. He excitedly carried the Yue Duan Dao and came to his yard.
Then, he used all the sword skills he knew.
Finally, it was a move that shook the earth.
After the performance was completed, he burst out laughing.
After this sword was struck, its power was at least 50% higher than when using the Purple Moon Sword!
Moreover, it was that hearty feeling, as if I had exerted all my strength, without any sluggishness or sloppiness.
It was simply extremely comfortable.
The feeling in the past that there was always something left unfinished and that I couldn't do enough has completely disappeared.
A smile appeared on Chen Feng's lips and he said to himself: "This is the knife that really suits me!"
At this time, a faint voice suddenly came from behind: "Chen Feng, what did you say?"
It's Ziyue's voice.
When Chen Feng heard this, he suddenly became excited. Cold sweat broke out on his back and the hairs all over his body stood up.
He quickly turned around with a smile on his face and said with a smile, "Ziyue, I didn't mean that, I didn't mean that!"
Ziyue looked at him with resentment on her face: "You heartless person, you deserve to be beaten to death for you, but you despise them so much."
Chen Feng quickly said: "Ziyue, you know, that's not what I meant, I meant that the knife is too light. I don't dislike you, I dislike that knife!"
Ziyue snorted, raised her chin, and said with an arrogant look on her face: "I don't care, if you dislike the knife, you dislike me."
An Lao also appeared at the side at this time, laughing and looking gloating.
Chen Feng glared at him: "Old An, you don't help to persuade me."
An Lao spread his hands and looked very helpless: "You two are quarreling, and I get involved in it. How boring is that?"
"You keep arguing, and you keep arguing, and I will just watch and say nothing."
Chen Feng smiled helplessly, An Lao looked really disrespectful to his elders.
Ziyue also made a sound, her face was a little blushing, she looked at An Lao and said: "What young couple? Who is dating his young couple? I won't be dating his young couple!"
