Lightning wanders, imprisonment shatters!

"It actually... I have already possessed the origin of attributes before the sword disciple has arrived. Are you not afraid of backlash?"

"The key is that the attributes can be released! You must know that even if you control the sword disciple's realm, it may not be completely controlled. Therefore, many people fight with others during this period and almost do not use the power of attributes. Only when the cultivation level reaches the great sword master can the ability to apply the power of attributes in battle. Before that, at most, the sword energy will be attached to attributes."

Therefore, it is not difficult to understand why I was surprised by the entanglement and this reason.

Mu Chengtian just wanted to teach a lesson, Zhan Xinzhi and let him stay away from Wen Jingxue.

But unexpectedly, he could actually break free from the constraints, and relying on his insufficient swordsman's cultivation and his strange power.

"Today, I want everyone to know that Wunian Ancient City, Zhan Xinzhi was just defeated by the ninth prince of the Empire. Even if my cultivation level has undergone changes, no one can step on it."

Show new words and express your voice.

Moving like thunder, he came with the lightning lights all over the sky. After several rounds of battle, Mu Chengtian was defeated and was defeated by Zhan Xinzhi.

The body flew out and was trapped in a wall a hundred meters away.

"I didn't expect to lose, but Mu Chengtian actually lost."

"But, this is too fast!"

Some people naturally disagree, thinking that Mu Chengtian could fight back, but after a moment, Mu Chengtian broke free from the wall and the gravel rolled down.

He didn't take a few steps and stopped. The blood left on his forehead flowed down his cheeks, making him look ferocious.

It seemed to be exhausted, but finally couldn't support my body and fell down.

He was taken away by the Mu family members in the crowd.

Things go away, people scatter.

Wen Jingxue looked at Zhan Xinzhi, as if she wanted to see something.

Zhan Xinzhi smiled at her.

Wen Jingxue stared at him for a few seconds and turned around and left.

And to develop new things, go in another direction.

He also wants to meet someone, one of his friends in Wunian Ancient City, the pharmacist Gu Li.

Gu Li is located in the alley in the downtown area of ​​the south of the city. It is located in the Ye family's property, a small iron shop.

Usually, he mainly relies on buying some iron tools for a living, but Gu Li's unique method of casting iron tools has made the iron tools wear and durable, and there are many repeat customers. He is also well-known in the alley area, but few people know that he is good at refining medicine.

In a blink of an eye, Zhan Xinzhi had already arrived in the alleys in the south district, with a crowd of people coming and going in this twisting alley.

Some people have cast their eyes on Zhan Xinzhi. After all, Zhan Xinzhi is not as low-key as Gu Li. Naturally, people know him wherever he goes, as Wunian Ancient City.

The alleys are on both sides of shops, which should be blocked by buildings and shops, making them look dim.

The iron shop located at this corner has no name, but the business is good. When Zhan Xinzhi arrived, three two men walked out with a few long swords. They were a little talkative with the sword in their hands, with a smile on their faces, as if they were admiring the iron shop's workmanship and the price was very fair and happy.

The light source in the iron tool is determined by the charcoal fire in the furnace.

With the light of charcoal fire, you can see various displays in the iron shop.

There are farm tools and all kinds of strange iron tools, but most of them are swords. After all, as far as monks are concerned, most of them are swords.

There was a person alone, with iron beside the railway, and the fire was splattering, and he was very focused.

This man was an old man, with white hair and hair in his seventies or eighties, but he was very strong, with wide shoulders and wide back, and Kong Wu was powerful, without showing any sign of old age.

Zhan Xinzhi didn't know his name, but he had heard Gu Li call him, Mr. Jiang.

Another, a grade seventeen or eighteen, sat on a stool with a dark red sword in the hands of the observer.

As Zhan Xinzhi came, he seemed to have noticed it, and raised his head to meet Zhan Xinzhi's gaze.

"Oh, I thought you were dead! I didn't expect you to be alive."

The person who talks about this is this young man, Gu Li.

His relationship with this old man is unclear, and it is difficult to explore through the confusion.

"This is not the attitude you should have towards your old friends for many years!" As he said that, he threw the wooden box containing the red blood glaze ginseng in his arms to Gu Li.

Gu Li took it, and did not open it and sniff it on the tip of his nose, "Not bad, good product!"

Then, he looked at Zhan Xinzhi and asked about Zhan Xinzhi's meaning.

"My sword energy ninth stage will go to a place tomorrow and need to go into seclusion after I come back."

The meaning is very obvious, Gu Li understood: "There is such a suitable thing, but the auxiliary materials are not cheap."

"I'll do this again, I owe you a favor!" Zhan Xinzhi smiled and said.

Gu Li looked at him and felt helpless, "This is the case again. You always say this. When will you repay it?"

That's what he said, a ring inlaid with black square black gems on Gu Li's middle finger with a flash of bright light, and the wooden box was actually included in it.

Zhan Xinzhi knew that he had agreed.

"If you come back alive on this trip, come here to get things from me in three days!"

Zhan Xinzhi nodded with a smile, and Gu Li handed him the long sword in his hand.

"Old Jiang's new work, Yaozhi."

Zhan Xinzhi waved two swords and inserted them into the scabbard, went into his waist, and reincarnated and left.

"Thank you!"

Seeing Zhan Xinzhi leave and disappear at the end of the alley, Mr. Jiang is still focused on making a blacksmith.

Suddenly, he said, "I wonder why the young master is so close to this boy from the Zhan family that he even gave him Yao Zhi?"

"Yaozhi is just a gift from the young master of the south neighbor, and it is nothing wrong with giving it to a friend." Gu Li didn't care about it at all.

At this time, Mr. Jiang stopped the hammer in his hand and looked in the direction where Zhan Xinzhi left.

"But, if this demon only gives one, will the children of the small family be more expensive?"

After saying that, Gu Li didn't respond, with a smile on his face, and there was a book "Collection of Hundred Grasses" in his hand, and he was watching it intently.

There are many friends like Gu Li and Lu Haichen who have unclear backgrounds and unclear personal affairs. Some still live in Wunian Ancient City, while others have left and are nowhere to go.

Zhan Xinzhi and make friends are exactly like this, never asking about his identity and background.

Perhaps he has such strange traits that attract these strange people.
Chapter completed!