Chapter 838: Exhale and turn into thunder,

Just as the sky was getting bright, there was a large group of people around the fairy tower. These were the villagers of Wangjiatun.\\9vk.com first release\\\

These people all heard the news, saying that it was the wind and waves that they wanted to receive the sword for Mr. Wang Chuansu here, so they came to watch the fun.

"Hehe, since Elder Feng came to Wangjiatun, he had never seen him punch a nail, and he had never even had a fire, but he didn't know what he used to receive the sword?"

The person who spoke was Wang Pingyong, a weapon craftsman from Wangjiatun. With his superb weapon refining skills, he was doing well in this village. Even the nearby villages rushed to buy the weapons he refined.

It is precisely because Wang Pyongyang has a good skill in refining weapons that has always been overly arrogant. He is quite arrogant on weekdays, so he has always been disliked by others.

Because Wang Pyongyang's weapon refining shop is a unique business in this Wang Family Tun, although many people don't like him, they still dare not offend him.

In this fairy world, no matter in all walks of life, no one can be competent. Only by doing things in this way can you achieve twice the result with half the effort.

When he heard Wang Pyongyang's words, some of the people beside him shook their heads and looked puzzled. These people were his disciples, so naturally they obeyed only the words of the master.

Village chief Wang Pingyuan and those elders all arrived. Today is a big deal in Wangjiatun. Even if you don’t give Fenglang face, you can’t give Wang Chuansu face. This old man is the person who wants the most.

The remarks in Wangjiatun have always been very open-minded, so the people in this village can speak freely. Generally speaking, there is no such thing as being convicted for their words.

Amid the discussions of the crowd, they all expressed doubts about Fenglang. Even though Fenglang's skills made them admire him, they all had their own opinions on the matter of receiving the sword.

There are no positive attitudes towards Fenglang, but there are very few. There are only some young girls, with a blind admiration or admiration, believing that Fenglang is omnipotent, but this is always afraid of attracting jokes from others. Therefore, even if they support it, they only support it in their hearts and dare not get what they say on the surface.

"Pingwei, do you think Fenglang is it possible to successfully connect the Changhong Sword today?"

The village chief said with a smile on his face, looking very relaxed.

"Village Chief, I think this is impossible. First, Fenglang may not know how to refine weapons. Second, even if he understands it, if you want to continue an immortal sword like Changhong Sword, that is not something that ordinary weapon refiners can do..."

Wang Pingwei was thinking about it there, and suddenly heard the village chief click his name, and quickly took a step forward and said very respectfully.

Hearing Wang Pingwei's words, some elders nodded one after another. If they hadn't seen Wang Chuansu's face unpleasant expression, I was afraid that the voice of support would have been even louder.\\9vk.com first release\\

"Elder Chuansu, don't worry, even if the wind and waves cannot continue your fairy sword, I don't think it will be ruined by his ability!"

Seeing Wang Chuansu's face was not good, the village chief sighed in his heart. There was no way, so he could only comfort him and said.

Village chief Wang Pingyuan has such a personality. He is willing to say anything ugly, so that even if he will be disappointed in the future, he will not be extremely disappointed. You must know that the greater the hope, the greater the disappointment.

"Yeah, I know!"

Among the people present, none of them had a more complicated mood than Wang Chuansu, because no one could deeply understand his feelings for this long rainbow sword.

Just as the crowd was talking, the wind and waves came, his mind had been trained to be extremely calm, and the more he encountered something, the more he became calmer he became.

After a night of breathing, the wind and waves are now full of energy. Even when walking on the road, I feel that my body is full of vitality and vitality.

Seeing this large group of black favors surrounding the fairy tower, Fenglang frowned. From this, there were so many idle people in Wangjiatun. I’m afraid that all the people who should come have come.

Seeing the wind and waves coming from a distance, the villagers of Wangjiatun knew that the protagonist of today was here, and they gave him a way. It seemed that they were a bit welcoming.

As the wind and waves came, villagers kept greeting him, especially some young girls, who looked crazy.

But there were also some people who were not angry. Looking at the smug look, they suddenly felt that they wanted to see his jokes.

Wang Pyongyang is naturally one of them, because he felt that he should have made such a limelight, but now it has been completely snatched away by Fenglang, which makes him swallow this breath.

Wang Lin is naturally the same. Even though he knew that with Fenglang's ability, he would never be able to compete with Fenglang, but his dissatisfaction with Fenglang was found when he saw it at first sight, and naturally he would not change easily now.

However, Wang Lin is a very scheming person. On the surface, he respects Fenglang more than anyone else, but only he himself knows what he thinks best.

Just as the stars were greeted by the moon, the wind and waves came to the center of the venue, and then he frowned.

"Missar, please tell everyone, please retreat dozens of feet. I'm afraid that the flames will be too strong in a while. If it burns everyone, it will be unbeautiful!"

Fenglang naturally knew that if he was yelling, it would seem that he would be too fond of showing off, and it would be better than the village chief to stand out and be so legitimate.

"Dear villagers, please be careful that all retreat 50 feet, otherwise the village rules will be dealt with!"

Village chief Wang Pingyuan knew that since he became the village chief, he would naturally be the one who showed up in public, so he shouted loudly.

Hearing the village chief's shout, the villagers immediately retreated like a tide. In Wangjiatun, who dares not listen to the village chief, then he is too bold.

After being invited to thirty feet away, Wang Pingyong's face looked extremely gloomy. The village chief did not say anything specifically. Even if he was the weapon refiner, he would not have any face.

The more Wang Pingyong thought about it, the more unpleasant he felt. Now he was already a joke to watch the wind and waves. Moreover, he believed that this moment was not far away.

"Village Chief, please step back a little too, so as not to be injured by accident!"

Seeing that all the villagers retreated, but dozens of elders were still following the village chief and standing next to him, Feng Lang sighed in his heart and had to continue to say helplessly to the village chief Wang Pingyuan.

As soon as he heard the words of Fenglang, Wang Pingyuan's face immediately turned dark. He did not expect that even the senior executives in the village would have no face.

But in front of so many people, Wang Pingyuan couldn't say anything, so he had to glar at Fenglang and lead the elders back with some resentment.

Apart from Fenglang, there was only one Wang Chuansu left in the field, but Fenglang did not give him face. After asking him for the two broken swords, he also invited him out from afar.

Wang Chuansu was concerned about the Changhong Sword. Even though he retreated to Wang Pingyuan and others, he was standing in the front, showing extreme concern on one of his old faces. That look was like a boy in his first love, looking at his beloved girl.

Seeing Wang Chuansu's eyes, Fenglang felt a heavy heart. He knew that the long sword could only succeed and not fail. Otherwise, this old man Wang Chuansu would really not be able to bear it.

The crowds around were still gradually increasing, and people from Wangjia Village were coming one after another. At this time, the people who came here heard that they had not missed the show, and felt a sense of gratitude.

I adjusted the angle silently, and the wind and waves raised my eyes. Just east, a scorching sun was rising slowly, spreading the glory on everyone.

Fenglang did not start to take the sword immediately, but suddenly made a move, his body kept floating in the field, and then he exerted one fairy aura after another.

Everyone was stunned. Could it be that this guy had to move his muscles and bones before taking the sword?

These people were half guessing. Fenglang was to move their muscles and bones, but more importantly, they used the fairy energy they exerted to form a defensive formation.

This defensive formation is made by wind and waves combined with the Great Blockade Technique, which can ensure that when you receive the sword later, you will not hurt all the villagers.

Seeing Fenglang's attack, there was such a mighty power. The villagers of Wangjia Village were all excited, while the village chief and Wang Chuansu sighed deeply. It seems that the gap between Fenglang and them is getting bigger and bigger, and there is really no way to compete with this young man in terms of cultivation speed.

After setting up the defensive formation, Fenglang let out a long breath. When he was receiving the sword for a while, he was afraid that a slight accident would affect the quality of the sword he connected, so he did not dare to be careless at all.

"What is this Elder Feng doing? How can he be confused about this?"

Wang Pyongyang had a bad heart. He endured it for a while, but still couldn't help but mutter there.

Hearing his words, his disciples quickly echoed, and they sounded buzzing, just like an annoying flies.

Fenglang used a little effort to block these inappropriate noises. He had to do his best to do so, but he could not be affected by these guys.

"Thunder Flame!"

After doing these things, Fenglang stopped for a moment. Just as someone felt that he was gradually impatient, Fenglang suddenly shouted loudly.

In this world, it was originally a quiet time, after hearing the loud shout of wind and waves, I suddenly heard a thunder sound, and a rumbling explosion in this scene.

Even the village chief and dozens of elders were almost scared to death. Fenglang's kung fu was really incredible. Why did he scream? How could it suddenly thunder in the clear sky?

As for the villagers, they were even more frightened and timid, and their bodies had already been trembling there.

It was a pity that Wang Pyongyang had just said bad things about Fenglang, and saw this guy attracting thunder. Poor Wang Pyongyang thought Fenglang wanted to use thunder to hit him, but his face was as white as snow, but for some reason, his pants became warm and wet.

The villagers were in chaos for a long time, and when they saw that there was no special movement, they gradually stabilized, but they still looked extremely surprised on their faces.

In that scene, within a radius of dozens of feet, it was gradually filled with thunder. The vast power of heaven made every villager he saw feel a deep sense of horror in his eyes.

Accompanied by this amazing lightning and thunder, a light rain floated in the field. The rain did not seem particularly heavy, but it was always particularly abrupt.

The villagers were all stunned, feeling extremely puzzled by the special celestial phenomena in the circle of wind and waves. Beside them, there was not even a raindrop. In the sky far away, through the thunder, you could still see the red sun, which was still spreading its selfless light.

"Exhaust turns into thunder, turn your hands into clouds, turn your hands into rain. Where did this wind and waves come from?"

The huge thunder as thick as a child's arms flashed in front of him made the village chief's heart stunned. He thought so in his heart, only to feel that the storm was really full of mystery.
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