"Uncle Wang, can you help me build a few flying knives like this?"

A wooden flying knife appeared in Yang Lin's hand,

3 inches long, 1 inch wide, and less than 0.2 inches thick.

An eight-foot-tall man in the room, wearing a gray gown, took the wooden throwing knife from Yang Lin's hand. His arms were thick, his hands were as big as cattail fans, and his palms were rough and covered with calluses.

This person is none other than Wang Tong, the blacksmith of Mingyue Villa. He is already in his forties and has a very good relationship with Yang Sen, the owner of the village. They once traveled the world with swords and now settled in Mingyue Villa. His son Wang Jun is now also a member of Mingyue Villa.

A squad leader.

"What material does the eldest son want to use to make it?"

"If there is steel that can be tempered a hundred times, at least eighteen of them must be made."

"Eighteen handfuls, not much, but steel that can be tempered a hundred times. We don't have it in the warehouse yet. The eldest son needs to wait for three days."

"No problem, I'll come back to get the flying knife in three days."

"Okay, sir, do you have anything else to do?"

"No, then I'll trouble Uncle Wang."

Wang Tong looked at Yang Lin's leaving figure and murmured to himself, "The tiger father has no dog sons, and the eldest son is no less than the owner of the village."

He once thought that Yang Sen was just entering the innate realm for the first time, and asked himself about the relationship between him and Yang Sen. Unfortunately, he was too naive. Yang Sen was hiding too deeply, far beyond his imagination, and he could not resist with just a few random moves.

Later, he even saved the lives of his whole family. Whether to hide it or to be grateful, he accepted Yang Sen's invitation and became the blacksmith of Mingyue Villa.

Looking at the flying knife in his hand, which was 3 inches long and 1 inch wide, Wang Tong felt an artistic conception, invincible and overwhelming.

When he was born, I didn't know how much trouble there would be in the world.

At this time, Yang Lin was also surprised. He rarely paid attention to the affairs of the villa before, but he did not expect that Wang Tong was also an innate master.

Has a congenital master become a cabbage?

No, it's just that Mingyue Villa is hidden too deeply.

Mingyue Villa claimed that Yang Sen was the only innate master. But Yang Lin discovered that Mingyue Villa had at least three innate masters.

It seems that every force in this world cannot be underestimated.

Three days passed by in a flash, and Yang Lin took away the flying knives, not eighteen, but twenty-eight.

The sword was eye-catching. Yang Lin flicked it lightly, and a crisp sound came out. It was a flying knife, and it was indeed made of hundreds of tempered steel.

Weapons in this world are divided into ordinary weapons and weapons made of pig iron.

Weapons made from refined and refined steel are high-quality weapons, cutting iron like clay.

Weapons made from legendary meteorites and other rare minerals are magical weapons, and strange phenomena appear when they are formed.

The flying knives in Yang Lin's hands at this moment are all high-quality, but they have fewer consumables.

Yang Lin was very satisfied with the flying knife in his hand. He just happened to go to Daqingshan to try it.

Take action as soon as you say it, without any hesitation.

Yang Lin came to the top of Daqing Mountain this time. It was vast, majestic and majestic. Some of the peaks at the foot of the tens of thousands of skyscrapers were like giants with their chests raised, some were like swords piercing the sky, and some were like silver flying in the sky.

Dragons, strange peaks and cliffs. Each one is a masterpiece of the genius of nature.

On both sides of the valley in the distance, there are steep and steep peaks. Looking up, you can only see a curved line of blue sky. Occasionally, a few mountain eagles fly by, and they are as small as dragonflies.

Thousands of mountains stand tall here with different expressions.

Yang Lin practiced here all night, and his true energy grew stronger again. In a short period of time, the acupuncture points were opened to point 85. Other acupuncture points were also loose, but Yang Lin was not in a hurry to forcefully open them.

In the early morning, the red sun rises, and the peaks appear dark blue; then, the mist rises, and the milky white gauze separates the mountains, leaving only the green peaks, truly like a landscape painting with light brushwork and dense density.

After a while, the fog dissipated again, and the exposed rock walls and cliffs were dyed red by the rays of the sun, and gradually turned into a bronze color. They contrasted with the green trees and green fields, making them look particularly magnificent.

At this moment, Yang Lin was full of energy and had the strongest skills.

Gaze intently.

Yang Lin took out a throwing knife, took it out, and plunged into the rock thirty meters away. Cracks began to appear in the rock.

Yang Lin was dissatisfied, however, as it was far inferior to the legendary flying knife of Tan Hwa Lang in his previous life.

No one in the sky or on earth knew where Li Tanhua's flying knife was, and no one knew how it was fired. Before the knife was released, no one could imagine its speed and power... In the sky

Underground, when the flying knife is struck, no one can stop it, no one can be spared, unless the flying knife does not want to hurt anyone. If you cannot understand his great spirit, you will never be able to send out the kind of knife that can shake the world! Flying knife! The flying knife has not yet been

It is in hand, but the spirit of the knife is already there! It is not murderous intent, but it is more timid than murderous intent.

Yes, it lacks spirit. What kind of spirit is it? I don’t know.

Even those who inherit it cannot understand the essence. The flying knives can only be ordinary hidden weapons. Xiao Li's flying knives have become incompetent.

Yang Lin picked up a flying knife again. At this moment, Yang Lin's expression changed. He closed his eyes and focused on the big bluestone beside him. He had no more distracting thoughts. The flying knife shot out and when Yang Lin opened his eyes again, the big bluestone appeared.

A hole appears, but no crack.

Yang Lin felt that he had enlightened. The Tao is natural, and the heart is sincere. At that moment, Yang Lin gave the flying knife a soul. Wherever the heart moves, the knife goes.

When the sword comes out, it is the moment the enemy dies.

At this moment, Yang Lin had a faint connection with the flying knife. If there was no connection, maybe it was not a connection. It was just that Yang Lin's spirit remained on it, so he felt it.

The next moment, Yang Lin returned to his harmless appearance. No one knew how terrifying Yang Lin was with the flying knife in his hand.

Yang Lin estimated in his mind that if he used all his strength to attack, even the masters who had just entered the innate realm would not be able to avoid the flying knives. However, there were all kinds of incomprehensible mysteries in the innate realm.

Maybe you can wait until you enter Xiantian before you can kill an Xiantian master with one blow. Xiantian, it's almost done. In less than half a year, you should be able to open up the two channels of Ren and Du.

"What is that? How can it be so huge? It's unbelievable." Yang Lin, who was standing on the top of Daqing Mountain, suddenly saw something fighting in the misty forest when he turned around. It was unreal.

But Yang Lin was able to discover that both sides of the fight were incredibly huge. Even the innately strong ones could only deliver food.

Yang Lin's eyes were filled with the true energy of the Ruan Dao Jue, and he finally saw clearly: a giant green python, far larger than the one Yang Lin killed. He didn't know how long it was, and its body was thicker than the giant tree next to him.

On the other side is a creature that looks like an elephant but not an elephant, with a pair of tusks.

It sparkled in the early morning light. What kind of creature was it? And Yang Lin felt that it looked a bit unreal.

I saw the giant python tightly wrapped around the huge creature, getting tighter and tighter, strangling it tightly. This is the death trick of the giant python.

The elephant-like creature became anxious at this time, swinging its body wildly and crashing into the surrounding giant trees. Finally, the giant python couldn't bear the force of the impact and became loose.

I saw this elephant-like creature taking the opportunity to pierce the body of the giant python with its fangs...

Why is it missing? Yang Lin focused his attention again and saw that nothing was really missing. There was no trace of destruction in the misty forest.
Chapter completed!