The dark blue Lihuo of Xiao Nanming swayed and sent out a message of seeking peace, but because of lack of wisdom, it was very difficult. It took dozens of times to convey the meaning intermittently.

"Willing-willing-to-match"

"The son can teach you!"

Chu Feng's tense expression relaxed. The moment he turned around, he used a move of his hand, a brown meteorite outside the sky, a black nine-day black iron, and a white floating fairy mountain strange stone rushed over and entered the small Bagua furnace one after another.

The Lihuo of Xiao Nanming, who was temporarily surrendered, was very well equipped to peel off the impurities on the stones. The dark blue sparks flashed, and the stones and iron blocks that originally looked ordinary either became crystal clear or red like fire. The strange beauty made people intoxicated.

Soon, when it was the critical moment of engraving the formation, Chu Feng stared at Xiao Nanming Lihuo for a while. Seeing that the other party was still calm, he calmed down. One day and one night, one different and complex formation was carved out by Chu Feng's hand. In the evening, the flying formation was only a matter of being completed.

"Zheng..."

A squeal sound came from the small Bagua furnace lingering purple air, and many dark blue sparks splashed out. The already formed flying sword was no longer at ease in the small Bagua furnace.

Chu Feng, whose mind was so excited by this sudden change, shook his hands and almost wasted all his previous efforts.

"Nan Ming Lihuo, keep her stable"

Chu Feng shouted loudly and accelerated the speed of the flying formation.

The originally sick Lihuo of Nanming was like a Canglong going out to sea. Since childhood, he released a terrifying flame from the bottom of the Bagua Furnace, suppressing the restless flying sword.

Everything returned to peace. In the huge innate spiritual root garden, there was no sound except a busy Taoist priest.

When the moon was on the willows, Hu Erniang and Xifu appeared one after another at the door of the Innate Spiritual Gen Garden. It seemed that something was wrong. Seeing that Chu Feng was busy, he stood for a while and left again.

In the second half of the night, it started to drizzle. Because the temperature near the Xiao Bagua Furnace was extremely high, the dripping rain turned into a hazy mist. Chu Feng and Xiao Bagua Furnace were hidden in it, and only one outline could be seen from outside.

As time passed, the night became deeper and everything was quiet. Suddenly, a blue flying sword broke through the fog, and with an unrivalled momentum, it broke through the night and went straight to the sky.

"Where to go!"

Chu Feng, who was tired, rushed out of the mist, stepped on the auspicious clouds, and chased after him.

When it reached the clouds, relying on the flying swords that relied on the flying formation, Chu Feng chased after him, and large areas of clouds were knocked away and turned into clouds, and the scene was spectacular.

When it was almost dawn, Chu Feng came to a desert in the northwest.

In the middle of the endless yellow Gobi Desert, a four-foot-long blue sword was quietly inserted.

In order to avoid disturbing her, Chu Feng stood still at a distance, took out the vows bottle, threw out thousands of swords and thousands of paper men, and distributed them in the clouds with sword-controlling techniques.

The flying sword that noticed the danger suddenly soared into the sky. But it was still one step late and was smashed by a black flying sword and a paper man.

"Good opportunity"

Chu Feng flew over quickly and grabbed the flying sword.

"Zheng..."

The flying sword trembled violently.

Seeing this, Chu Feng bit his finger and dripped a drop of blood on it.

The effect is very obvious, but after a breath, the flying sword became quiet. The simple and unpretentious appearance made people mistakenly think that she was an ordinary long sword.

"Oh no, I forgot one thing!"

Chu Feng threw the flying sword into the air and then stepped on it.

The flying sword became the size of a boat at a speed visible to the naked eye. It trembled and soared into the sky, much faster than the previous auspicious clouds.

Chu Feng still felt slow and kept injecting spiritual energy.

The speed of the flying sword's advancement suddenly doubled. It didn't take long to reach Lei Ze in the northwest corner of Xianshan.

"Get in"

Chu Feng threw the flying sword directly in.

The next scene made Chu Feng a little dark-faced and already spiritual flying sword, fearing thunder and lightning, and relied on his speed in the thunder to avoid it. Occasionally, he was hit by lightning, and then he kept ringing.

"You are just an ordinary flying sword without being baptized by lightning!"

Chu Feng shouted at Lei Zeli's flying sword.

But it was useless, I was still afraid. Not long after, the flying sword flew back. Except for the end of the blade, a few black seals were struck by lightning, the others were no different from before.

"Bao Jian"

Disappointed Chu Feng kicked the flying sword into the depths of Lei Ze.

Back to the Innate Spiritual Root Garden, in front of the small Bagua Furnace, Chu Feng made a move with a hand, a meteorite outside the sky, a nine-day mysterious iron, and a strange stone in the floating fairy mountain rushed over and automatically entered the small Bagua Furnace.

"Lihuo in Nanming, I will imitate the Tiger Soul Knife this time"

The quiet Li Nanming Lihuo rose and kept peeling off the impurities on the stone.

Chu Feng closed his eyes and waited almost the same time, he began to portray the formation bit by bit. Because the number and complexity of the formation were far higher than that of the flying sword, Chu Feng experienced many failures before mastering all the formations. This process took Chu Feng nearly ten days.

One morning, Chu Feng, who was standing in front of the small Bagua Furnace, kept depicting with both hands, and a golden pattern that looked like a chessboard appeared.

"seal"

A golden pattern picture that resembles a chessboard flies into the small Bagua furnace.

Soon, a brand new long sword flew out, and the blade was black, and it seemed to have no edge or blade. When I looked up, it was neither gold nor iron. When I started, it was extremely heavy and weighed more than a hundred pounds. The head of the knife was as bright as a northeastern sword. The back of the knife was flat and thick and slightly wavy tooth-shaped pattern, and the blade was smooth as usual; the blade was eight feet and six inches long, and the handle was fifteen inches long.

"A good knife, I wonder if it will become a peerless sword after Kaifeng?"

Chu Feng admired his masterpiece for a while, and waved his hand and a drop of blood fell on it.

Unlike the previous flying sword, the long sword that merged with blood was dead silent.

"I hope you won't let me down!"

Chu Feng stroked the blade and walked out in one step. His figure switched between reality and illusion. Soon, he appeared outside the Lei Ze.

"Get in"

Chu Feng threw the long sword directly in.

The next scene made Chu Feng quite pleased. The magic weapon he had spent a lot of energy to build was not afraid of thunder and lightning at all.

After a day and night, the long sword was successfully tempered and galloped out.

Chu Feng, who was overworked and seemed to be sleeping, suddenly sensed a fierce beast carrying the power of destroying the world. He quickly opened his eyes, but only saw a dull sword standing in front of him.

Is it an illusion? Chu Feng stretched out his hand and held the long knife in his hand.

"From today, you will be called Dragon Slaying Sword!"

The long knife trembled slightly, which was considered a response.

Chu Feng smiled and was about to leave.

A continuous explosion sounded deep in the thunder and the power of lightning was stimulating. A dull sword rushed out, covering the cold breath all over.

Chu Feng's smile was even stronger.

"From now on, you will be the Sword of the Heavenly Sword!"
Chapter completed!