What do I want the hammer to do... Qin Yang was so amused and crying: "Have Team Leader Wei heard of the 'Juetian Eight Knife'?"

Wei Wanlai's pupils contracted and he said in shock: "Of course I've heard of it! This sword technique is very famous!"

"Baishanhe of the Bai family in Beiyang City was originally a powerful sword genius Dong Wu, with the eight swords of the Heavens, and then he used his eight swordsmanship to defeat the Tianjiang River!"

"If I can use the first move of Jue Tian Eight Swords, which is a hundred times more powerful than Old Master Bai, can I break the defense of the Zhao family's iron cloth shirt?"

Bang!

Wei Wanlai bounced up from the position, and he said incredibly: "You, you will also be the Eight Swords of the Sky? Didn't this sword technique disappear with the smoke of Baishanhe?!"

Mr. Shang, who was standing beside him, also said, "Baishanhe...is he not dead?"

Qin Yang nodded and said, "The Master Bai is still alive. He has taught me the Eight Swords of Jue Tian."

"But I don't have a powerful enough knife. Ordinary knife cannot carry my strength, so I need a powerful enough knife."

"I have achieved great success. If I can hit the opponent's sword, maybe it will have miraculous results."

Wei Wanlai excitedly said, "The Eight Swords of Juetian... I didn't expect this world-class sword technique to disappear from this world! If you really know, then you will have a chance to break the other party's iron cloth shirt!"

The leader of Team Wei seemed particularly excited.

"Let's go! I'll take you to the weapon treasury of the Martial Arts! You can take a look at all the swords, even if there is one that can barely meet your standards!"

Qin Yang nodded, and that's all that is the case now.

He has now practiced the magical martial arts power, and even Ye Xiao's sword cannot withstand his power.

Qin Yang came to the arsenal, and handfuls of weapons came into view, some hanging on the wall, and some placed on shelves.

He glanced at it and found that it was exactly the same as Wei Wanlai said, there were few swords, but there were many swords and hammers.

"Um?"

Suddenly, Qin Yang looked at a spear that looked extremely old. The spear was forged with metal and looked old and seemed to be broken by a smash.

But Qin Yang felt a faint sharp aura spread out.

"Captain Wei, where did this old spear come from?"

Wei Wanlai took a look and said, "Oh, this one, I picked it up when I went to the Western Regions to perform a mission. The quality is average, but the material seems to be a bit special."

"So I brought it back then, but because it looked too old and no one picked it up, it kept putting it here."

Qin Yang nodded, then left his soul and approached the rotten ancient spear with his soul.

Suddenly, a terrifying sharp aura turned into golden lights and shot out from the spear!

Qin Yang quickly took back his soul and said excitedly: "Team Leader Wei, can you give this spear to me?"

Wei Wanlai was stunned for a moment, and then said, "Yes, it's something no one wants."

"But Xiaoyou Qin, this spear will probably be broken after a few moves with people. You won't want to use it to deal with the Zhao family's iron cloth shirt, right?"

Qin Yang shook his head, his eyes were excited, and he said, "Of course not, this gun... has something I need!"

"If I could not break the Zhao family's iron cloth shirt by relying solely on Juetian Eight Knife, then adding the things in this battle gun should be enough!"

As soon as these words were said, even Wei Wanlai felt incredible.

Qin Yang directly picked up the old spear and felt the sharp edge of the needle constantly stimulating his palm.
Chapter completed!