Speaking of the foundry world in the Southern Sky Territory, there are two people who will never be spared.
Southern Forging Saint Hand, Forging Tianfeng!
Bei Yan Weapon Emperor, Xiao Gong loses!
Back then, these two people, one in the south and the other in the north, were superb in their forging skills and were famous throughout the Southern Territory.
Later, both of them became eight-star forging masters, and their reputations reached their peak.
An eight-star casting master can use so much energy.
Because every warrior, regardless of strength or weakness, needs to have magic weapons and protective gear at hand.
Even saints have needs.
Therefore, the higher the level of the forger, the more popular it is. There are even many venerables, pseudo-sages, and even saints who, in order to obtain a convenient magic weapon, lower their profile and seek help from the master forger.
It is precisely because of this that there is a saying circulating in the Southern Territory.
I would rather provoke a saint than an eight-star casting master.
Because if you offend an eight-star casting master, he will call a group of saints to beat you.
No one could have imagined that this bad old man who suddenly appeared was actually the Southern Forging Master, Forging Tianfeng, who had been anonymous for a long time.
"It turns out to be the Tiantianfeng!"
"No wonder I was able to invite Guyun Sword Master and others. After all, he is the master of eight-star casting."
"But this Forging Tianfeng seems to have used up his hands after losing the forging duel with Xiao Gongshu. I'm afraid he won't be able to go back to the past. And what is the relationship between this Forging Tianfeng and Ye Guchen?"
The arrival of Forging Tianfeng undoubtedly caused an uproar.
After all, the reputation of the Southern Forging Master is too loud in the Southern Sky Territory. Even though it has been silent for a long time, its reputation has not weakened much.
"The old drunkard turned out to be... Nan Forging Master, Forging Tian Feng?" Ye Guchen was also a little surprised.
Although Ye Guchen knew that the identity of the old drunkard was probably a bit extraordinary, it was difficult to connect the old drunkard who was addicted to alcohol and smelled of alcohol with the famous Southern Forging Master in the Southern Sky Territory.
"Tui Tianfeng, what does this person have to do with you? Why do you want to obstruct me?" Elder Xing Gu said with a slightly lower tone.
Although today's Tiantianfeng, with his hands disabled, is no longer the same as before, but it is still a bit scary.
What's more, there are Guyun Sword Master and others here.
"This kid is considered to be my half-disciple, and he has inherited my forging skills. Do you think I should save him?" Zhuang Tianfeng picked up the wine gourd and took a sip from the cow, and said.
Although he and Ye Guchen had not officially become masters and apprentices, they did not treat each other as masters and apprentices.
But almost all of Tie Tianfeng's forging skills were passed down to Ye Guchen.
Even the forbidden skills of forging, refining swords with human souls, and dual cultivation of sword life were passed down to Ye Guchen.
To a certain extent, Ye Guchen is already half a disciple of Zhuantianfeng.
"What, Ye Guchen is actually a disciple of the Southern Forging Master?"
One stone stirred up thousands of waves, causing uproar in all directions.
This is the majestic Eight-Star Forging Master, the Southern Forging Master.
At that time, many people wanted to worship him as their teacher, and among them there were many unrivaled geniuses from overlord-level forces.
But Zhuantianfeng was all dismissive.
No one expected that he would choose a genius from a lower dynasty to inherit his casting skills.
"Yes, no wonder Ye Guchen is proficient in the art of blacksmithing and even defeated Duanmuyu from the Duanmu family of the Tianxing Dynasty. It turns out that he has inherited the unique skills of the Southern Blacksmithing Master."
Some people suddenly thought of it.
"Holy Hand of Southern Forging, my God, Ye Xiaoyou is actually a disciple of Holy Hand of Southern Forging. No wonder he has those master's handbooks. It seems that those are the handbooks of Holy Hand for Southern Forging."
Among the dense crowd, members of the Gongsun family were also there.
Gongsun Yue was trembling with excitement. The note Ye Guchen gave him turned out to belong to the Southern Forging Master.
"So that's it..." Gongsun Xiaoyue's little face was also stunned, and her little mouth opened roundly.
She finally understood why Ye Guchen was so good at forging.
"It's so..." Everyone in the Sword Sect Tower Forest was also amazed.
Ye Guchen could always shock them again and again.
"The Holy Hand of Southern Forging...how is it possible..."
Duan Muyu, who had been defeated by Ye Guchen in forging, was a little dumbfounded at this moment, his lips were trembling.
No wonder he lost to Ye Guchen.
Duan Muyu was just lucky enough to get a little guidance from Xiao Gongshu.
But Ye Guchen is a disciple of Tuantianfeng.
Comparing the two, it’s surprising that he can win!
"It's not unfair to lose to him."
Duan Muyu even felt lucky now that he was lucky enough to be able to compete with the disciples of Nandian Holy Hand.
"this……"
Elder Xing Gu and the other three false saints also had their faces darkened.
They didn't expect that there was such a relationship between Ye Guchen and Zhuantian Feng.
It seems that today, Zhuantianfeng will not give up easily.
"Tiantianfeng, even if he is your disciple, if he provokes forces like us, he will definitely die today!" Elder Xinggu said solemnly.
"That's right, Zhuantianfeng, you are no longer what you used to be. Your hands have been crippled and you are no longer the master of eight-star forging. Since Xiao Gongshu forced you to remain anonymous back then, you can just settle down and remain silent." Xing Mo also said coldly.
road.
If Tianfeng was at its peak, they would not dare to push it too far.
But the current Tiantianfeng is no longer the same as before, so there is no need to be too afraid.
The drunken face of Tuo Tianfeng was also slightly calm.
indeed.
Zhuantianfeng has helped many people in the past, and there are also many strong people who owe him favors.
But when he sent the message before, almost most people were evasive.
No one is willing to offend Xingyu Jiange, Dongfang Family and other overlord-level forces for the sake of a half-crippled Tiantianfeng.
In the end, only Leng Qianhen and three others came to repay the favor.
This is because all three of them are casual cultivators, do not have powerful families, and are not too afraid of the revenge of overlord-level forces.
"So you are determined to kill my disciples?" Zhuo Tianfeng's drunken eyes flashed with a cold and stern look.
"Take action!"
Elder Xinggu and others no longer delay.
After taking care of Ye Guchen, they still had to explore the secret of the flesh-and-blood demon fetus, and there was no time to waste here.
Concubine Leng and the other four remaining sages took action at the same time.
"Thank you, three of you." Zhuo Tianfeng said.
"Hey..." Master Hongyun and Huangfu Dingtao sighed slightly, but still took action.
They fought with Concubine Leng and other four venerables.
Although there are four people on Concubine Leng's side, only Concubine Leng is from the seventh level of the Venerable. The other three are seriously injured. The strength of Hongyun Zhai Master and the two masters is enough to block them.
Of course, it was just a block. They didn't dare to actually kill Leng Fei and others. That would be a complete offence for Xingyu Sword Pavilion and Tianshen Sword Sect.
"Suppress the demon ape for now, let the two of us take action." Elder Xing Gu said.
Dongfang Aoyang nodded slightly and continued to suppress the violent demon ape.
Elder Xing Gu and Xing Mo had their hands free.
The old face of Tuo Tianfeng was also a little solemn, and he tilted his head and said: "Guyun Sword Master, you are busy."
"I, Leng Qianhen, don't like to owe others favors. After this attack, the favors will be wiped out." Leng Qianhen said in a cold tone.
The old drunkard nodded slightly.
boom!
Elder Xinggu casually investigated and attacked Ye Guchen.
With his pseudo-sage's strength, it would be really embarrassing to deal with Ye Guchen.
call out!
Then a cold sword energy came through the air, causing frost to spread in the void, blocking Elder Xinggu with a bang.
"Leng Qianhen, you really want to make an enemy of our Xingyu Jiange!" Elder Xinggu shouted angrily.
"No one can threaten me, Leng Qianhen, and Xingyu Jiange is no exception!"