Chapter 285 The second instrument, the Thousand Machines Furious Sword
"Boy Fu, be careful! Are you mentally retarded? Why don't you just stand and hide?"
Mr. Xiong was horrified, fearing that Fu Yang would be killed as soon as this mysterious heavenly refining weapon was formed, and he was just playing with his balls.
So it had an idea, grabbed the little turtle with an ornament hanging on its back, and threw it forward!
The poor little turtle was so frightened that he quickly retracted his hands, feet and head, just in front of Fu Yang.
clang!!!
There was a metallic trill that stung the eardrums.
As expected, the black sword light was blocked by the little turtle's shell and fell to the ground. Then it quickly moved away like a sensitive snake and tried to escape...
The little turtle just bounced back and was pinched by Fu Yang.
"Nah, Mr. Fu, this magical refining tool has a trace of its own spiritual consciousness when it is born, which means it is very powerful! Even if it may be worse than your Five Elements Gourd, it won't be much. Hurry and grab it."
"Of course I know!"
Fu Yang quickly chased after him, then gritted his teeth and threw the little turtle in his hand as an attack weapon again.
clang!!!
It hit the fleeing black metal light on the ground accurately again.
So its movements slowed down again, but it still wanted to escape.
At this time, the little turtle finally went crazy!
Its turtle head stuck out with a pop, and there was a trace of anger in its small mung bean eyes, as if to say: I've already taken action, why don't you stop?
Then he once again used the same extreme speed that Fu Yang and Mr. Xiong had seen in the experimental field of the Agricultural College, and turned into a gray stream of light, chasing the magic weapon that day and biting it!
Click click click, click click click...
It makes a loud crunching sound!
Sometimes the bite is not accurate and the stone is immediately shattered into slag.
"So this little bastard is actually so fierce? It seems that he usually shows mercy to his biters."
Mr. Xiong was a little scared when he saw the fierce appearance of this little turtle.
Two rays of light, one black and one gray, chased and escaped for a long time in the area where the mass graves of the Republic of China were once located.
Fu Yang, Mr. Xiong and Feng Shu, all three of them tried their best but failed to catch up...
About half an hour later.
Fu Yang and Mr. Xiong were really tired, so they stopped to take a rest.
"I can't do it anymore. I can't do it anymore. I'm so, so tired! Even if I'm a demon immortal and extremely powerful, I don't want to chase him anymore."
"Damn Fat Cat, you... just brag here. Are you a wretched demon like you? Then I'm a god!"
Fu Yang put his hands on his knees and huffed and puffed.
Anyway, it’s all about bragging, it’s just about seeing whose bragging is bigger.
A man and a cat were complaining to each other when they heard a clanking sound in front of them.
It seemed like some metal object was being dragged on the ground, and there was a sound of knocking against stones.
It turns out that the awesome little turtle is back!
Fu Yang raised his head and took a look.
I saw this little guy holding a magic sword that was completely black and shimmering with cold light in his mouth, and he was slowly crawling towards this side. His small green bean-like eyes were filled with a proud expression.
Snap!
The little turtle dropped the long black sword at Fu Yang's feet.
Then he stretched his neck and raised his head, as if waiting for his praise.
"Little turtle, you're awesome!" Fu Yang stretched out his thumb at it.
"Little bastard, hang on!" Mr. Xiong also imitated Fu Yang and stretched out his paw...
As a result, the turtle suddenly jumped up and bit Mr. Xiong's paw.
"Ah! I'm going to fuck you, uncle, loosen your mouth, loosen your mouth! Otherwise I'm going to go crazy. I'm going to pop your anus with a catfish - even if you're a turtle and don't have an asshole!"
The cat and the turtle started making trouble again.
Fu Yang was too lazy to pay attention to these two living treasures.
Quickly get the "three yang blood" from the center of your eyebrows, the tip of your middle finger, and the tip of your tongue, and sprinkle it on this heavenly refining tool!
This was originally the extremely powerful Thousand Machines Puppet, the Steel Black Buddha, but under the most mysterious "Heavenly Refining" in the supernatural world, it turned into a sharp and long black magic sword!
Buzz buzz!!!
The pitch-black long sword on the ground trembled slightly, emitting bursts of metallic trembling sound, causing the nearby air to spread like water waves.
Fu Yang suddenly felt a blood connection in his heart.
Just like the Five Elements Gourd on my back!
"Here comes the sword!"
He shouted loudly in a pretentious manner.
He stretched out his hand towards the ground.
brush!
The dark sword instantly flew into his hand.
A violent, manic, and sharp temperament instantly entered Fu Yang's mind.
"Magic sword! My favorite type of magic weapon. The sword is the king of weapons. It's so cool and cool that it's amazing! However, Taoist Fulu's sword skills are relatively small. It seems that we should quickly go to Wuming in our mind.
I found some Taoist techniques performed by the Maoshan sect using magic swords in the Taoist books..."
Fu Yang was extremely happy.
Gently waving the black magic sword in his hand, the sound of cracking silk immediately filled the air.
It's because the blade is too sharp and too thin, so it makes a sound when it cuts through the air!
Even if it is not used as a magical sword, even if it is used as a weapon for ordinary people or martial arts practitioners, it can be called a divine weapon.
At this time, the "fight" between Mr. Xiong and the little turtle was over.
The little turtle hangs on Mr. Xiong's back like a pendant, swaying as the fat cat walks, giving it a very non-mainstream feeling in the demon world.
"Boss Fu, this heavenly refining tool is for you to use. It really feels like flowers stuck in cow dung! By the way, Five Elements Gourd is the name you said you knew in the illusory space when you were imparting it. Then this sword
, do you want to choose a more awesome name?"
Think about it too.
As Fu Yang's second magic weapon, it will also be used more frequently than the Five Elements Gourd in the future. How can it be done without a name?
"I think it's called the Black Buddha Sword! After all, it was transformed from the steel black Buddha." Feng Shu, a chubby ghost, also came to join in the fun.
"Xiao Shuzi, Xiao Shuzi, you are still a college student! The name you chose is really uneducated. You have to follow my wishes and call it the Catfish Killing Sword. Well, it can be used to kill catfish and make it into sashimi, for sure.
tasty……"
Bang bang bang!
Fu Yang's response to this fat cat was naturally three slaps in a row.
Fu Yang glanced at the two guys angrily, feeling that they were both too uneducated and immoral.
He stretched out his fingers, gently stroked the dark and smooth sword body, and said softly: "You are made of the materials of Qianji Puppet, refined by heaven. But for some reason, the sword's intention is filled with an unyielding manic anger, and it seems to be suffering from
You have suffered too many injustices and are unwilling to accept it. It seems that you are born with a fighting spirit and a spirit of resistance. I will call you...Qianji Fury Sword. How about it?"
"Ugh, vomit... it's awful, it's so awful to hear the explosion! My ears are polluted, they're polluted."
Mr. Xiong pretended to lie on the ground, rolling around like a human being. He also deliberately pinched his own throat with his furry paws to make a vomiting gesture. Apparently, the name given to Fu Yang was also ironic. (Chapter 4 is finished today!