"Boy Fu, be careful! Are you crazy and standing still and not hiding?"

Master Xiong was shocked, afraid that this mysterious Tianlian magic weapon would kill Fu Yang as soon as it was formed, so he would still play with it.

So it had a sudden inspiration and grabbed the little turtle hanging on its back with an ornament, and threw it forward!

The poor little turtle was so scared that he quickly shrank his hands, feet and heads, just in front of Fu Yang.

clang!!!

A metal tremolo that tinges the eardrums.

The black sword light was indeed blocked by the little turtle's shell and landed on the ground. Then it quickly rushed towards the distance like a sensitive snake...

And the little turtle just rebounded and was pinned by Fu Yang.

"Damn, Boy Fu, this day, the magic refining weapon has a trace of its own spiritual consciousness as soon as it was born, which means it is very powerful! Even if it may be worse than your Five Elements Gourd, it won't be too much. Hurry up 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 out as an attack weapon again.

clang!!!

It accurately hit the escaped black metal light on the ground again.

So its movements slowed down a little again, but still wanted to escape.

At this time, the little turtle finally got angry!

Its turtle's head stretched out, and there was a hint of anger in the small mung bean's eyes, as if saying: "Brother, don't you stop me?"

Then he used the speed that Fu Yang and Xiong had seen in the potato field in the Agricultural College's experimental field, and it also turned into a gray stream of light, chasing the magic weapon that day to bite!

Crack, Crack...

It's a bite!

Sometimes when you bite the stone without any accuracy, it will immediately crush it into slag.

"So this little turtle is so fierce? It seems that he is still merciless when he is biting."

Master Xiong looked at the fierce look of the little turtle, and was a little scared.

Two rays of light, one black and one gray, chased and escaped for a long time in the mass grave area of ​​the Republic of China.

Fu Yang, Xiong Ye and Feng Shu, the three guys tried their best to catch up with them...

About half an hour later.

Fu Yang and Mr. Xiong were really tired, so they stopped to rest and took a break.

"No, I can't do it anymore. Too, I'm so tired! Even if I'm a demon immortal and extremely powerful, I don't want to chase you anymore."

"Fat Cat, you... just blow it here. The demon immortal is just like you? That brother is a god!"

Fu Yang supported his hands on his knees and said whispering.

Anyway, they are bragging, it depends on who is bragging too much.

One person and one cat were complaining about each other, and then a jingle sound came from the front.

It seemed like some metal object was being dragged on the ground and bumped into stones.

It turned out that the awesome little turtle is back!

Fu Yang looked up and looked up.

I saw the little guy holding a black sword in his mouth, which was shining with cold light, and was trying hard to slowly crawl towards this side. The small mung bean-like eyes were full of smug expressions.

Click!

The little turtle threw the black long sword at Fu Yang's feet.

Then he stretched his neck and raised his head, as if waiting for his praise.

"Little turtle, it's awesome!" Fu Yang stretched out his thumb at it.

"Little turtle, hanging up!" Master Xiong also imitated Fu Yang to stretch out his claws...

As a result, the turtle suddenly jumped up and bit on the bear's claw.

"Ah! My uncle, please let go, let go! Otherwise, I will get angry. I will poke your chrysanthemum with a catfish - even if you are a turtle but no chrysanthemum!"

A cat and a turtle started to make a fuss again.

Fu Yang was too lazy to pay attention to these two live treasures.

Quickly, the "Three Yang Blood" on the tip of the eyebrows, middle fingers, and tongue sprinkled on this heavenly refining magic weapon!

This was originally a very powerful Thousand Machine Puppet and Iron Black Buddha, under the most mysterious "Tianling" in the supernatural world, turned into a sharp and narrow black magic sword!

Buzz!!!

The black sword on the ground trembled slightly, making waves of metal tremble, shaking so that the nearby air spread like water waves.

Fu Yang suddenly felt a sense of blood connection in his heart.

It's just like the Five Elements Gourd on your back!

"Come on the sword!"

He pretended to shout.

Extend your hand to the ground.

brush!

The dark sword flew into his hands in an instant.

A violent, manic, and sharp temperament instantly came into Fu Yang's mind.

"Magic sword! My favorite type of magic weapon. The sword is the emperor among soldiers. It is crazy, cool, handsome and amazing! However, Taoist priests have few sword skills. It seems that they should hurry up and find a few Taoist techniques used by the Maoshan School with magic swords in their minds..."

Fu Yang was extremely happy.

He gently waved the black magic sword in his hand, and immediately made a sound of cracking silk in the air.

It is because the blade is too sharp and too thin, so it makes a sound when you pass through the air!

Even if it is not mentioned as a magic sword, even if it is regarded as a weapon used by ordinary people or martial artists, it can be regarded as a magic weapon-level existence.

At this time, the "fight" between Mr. Xiong and the little turtle has ended.

The little turtle hung on Mr. Bear's back like a pendant, swaying as the fat cat walks, and it feels like it is not mainstream in the demon world.

"Brother Fu, this Heavenly Refining Magic Artifact is for you to use. It really feels like flowers are inserted on cow dung! By the way, the Five Elements Gourd is the name you said you knew in the illusion space when you were granting the talisman. So, should you give this sword a more awesome name?"

Think about it, too.

As Fu Yang's second magic weapon, it will be a magic weapon that will be used more frequently than the Five Elements Gourd in the future. How can I do without a name?

"I think it's called Black Buddha Sword! After all, it was transformed by that steel black Buddha." Feng Shu, the chubby evil spirit, also came to join in the fun.

"Little Shuzi, Xiao Shuzi, you're still a college student! The name you gave is really uneducated. You have to call it a catfish sword according to your own meaning. Well, it's used to kill catfish and make it into a sashimi, which must be delicious..."

Slap sex!

The person who responded to this fat cat was naturally Fu Yang's three-slap in the chain.

Fu Yang glanced at the two guys in anger, feeling that they were too uneducated and stylish.

He stretched out his finger, gently stroked the black and smooth sword as dark as a mirror, and whispered: "You are made of the materials of Qianji Puppets, which are refined in heaven. But for some reason, the sword intent is full of unyielding manic anger, and seems to have suffered too much injustice and unwillingness. It seems that he is born with a fighting spirit and a spirit of resistance. I will call you... Qianji Fury Sword. How about it?"

"Very, utter...unheard, it's so ugly that it explodes! My master's ears are polluted, it's polluted."

Master Xiong pretended to be lying on the ground, rolling around like a human. He also deliberately pinched his throat with his furry claws and vomited. Obviously, he also sarcastically at the name Fu Yang. Chapter 4 is over today! Start tomorrow, 5 updates will be restored~)
Chapter completed!