"How many days has this madman been in the foundry?"

"Is this man really a master of knifemaking?"

"Consuming so many high-quality iron ingots and producing so many waste products, if it weren't for Madam's generosity, I'm afraid it would have been long ago, hey——"

Qi Long paid no attention to what was going on outside the window. He was half-sitting on the fire bricks and stone slabs. The extinguished stove was still emitting lingering warmth. Dozens of iron swords of different lengths were inserted in front of and behind him. If there was anything in common,

Everywhere, everything is strange.

Some swords have textures like fish scales, some like fish fins, some have pits, some have sharp edges but are made of soft iron, and some are like a piece of black coal that breaks at the touch of a touch.

Uncountable.

What rolled over Qi Long's fingertips was the remains of the last Taoist weapon, the Fish Intestine Sword, which was the size of a copper coin. It was finally thrown into the air and pinched into the palm of his hand.

"I don't understand," Qi Long said to himself. With the help of Long Sha, he seemed to have turned on a cheating device, and he believed that his sword-making skills were only behind a few masters in the swordsmith shop. What he lacked was just

Experience, but the key to grasping the 'Fish Intestinal Sword' is still just a tiny bit away.

What was the reason why the old man failed to make the sword in the first place?

"What can't you understand?"

Qi Lung looked up and saw a beautiful woman in palace attire looking at him with a smile.

"lady."

Qi Lung quickly stood up and greeted him.

"I heard that Master Qi has been very busy these past three days. I wonder if he has gained anything?"

"I've probably encountered the same difficulties that the old man encountered." Qi Long said truthfully.

"You must understand that if you fail to forge the sword, even if you die, you will not be able to save Master Duan. If you forge the sword, it means that your talent is even higher than that of Master Duan. At your current age,

How could I let you go so easily?"

Qi Lung was silent for a while and said slowly: "It's hard to repay a teacher's kindness. Doing it or not doing it are probably two different things."

Bai Sanniang's beautiful eyes flashed and she stared at Qi Lung for a long time before she smiled and said, "I really appreciate you more and more."

"What are your orders, Madam? But please tell me, Qi can do anything."

"Haha, I really need to trouble Master Qi. There is a batch of iron armor in the house that needs to be repaired. Originally, this only requires a few words from Jia Ma Si, but Master Qi, you probably know that all the skilled craftsmen in Heishan Mansion have been recruited by the border army——"

"Qi understands that armor work is not a troublesome thing."

Bai Sanniang nodded, turned around and walked back. Halfway through, she seemed to have thought of something. When she turned around, her face with white skin and tender flesh looked like a half moon.

"For the sake of Master Qi's sophistication, I will tell you another news. Three days later, the city lord's palace will hold a water and land conference, and then set off to Shanhaiguan."

Qi Long's eyelids sunk and he was speechless.

A is a fish scale tube armor, two hundred pieces. Qi Lung and a dozen blacksmiths were busy working until midnight. There were a few familiar faces among them, but there was almost no communication. Zhao Yazi hesitated to speak, but finally spoke.

"If you really want to help, help me sneak it to the military camp on the day the sword is completed." After Qi Long said this, he walked into the darkness without looking back.

…

Although Qi Lung also heard that the border army would make big moves, he did not expect that the other side would be so quick. In three days, he had many plans that he might not be able to make in time.

It's time to take risks.

Under the night, Qi Long was dressed in black, walking in the shadows of the streets and alleys, passing by the watchman. The watchman was stunned for a moment, turned back, and could not see his figure.

There was no one living on the grave, but two men were lying under the grave.

Qi Lung didn't arrange that day for Xi and Xu Yue to be far away. Although there were many dead people in the city, there were only a few places where Yin energy could be collected, and this was the most inconspicuous one.

Under the hill behind the cemetery, there is a row of thatched huts built by the tombkeepers. The original intention was to make room for the seven guardians. Qi Lung rented two of them and used dragon evil to drive Feng Shui to set up a stealth formation.

, when ordinary people come here, they will feel the air-conditioning and don't want to stay for a moment longer.

The key point of this Feng Shui formation was the 'Haechi Walking on the Clouds' that he had obtained from the Black Prison. Qi Lung collected the picture from a crooked tree. When he saw the bored two people, he spoke directly without any nonsense:

"I'll take you out of the city tonight."

On that day, Xi's mood was calm and he just chuckled. On the other hand, Xu Yue cheered up and said, "Sir, could you have lied to me? Then I will belong to your faction in the future. You won't go outside the city to kill me and silence me."

Qi Lung shook his head, threw away the two sets of armor he had prepared, and said: "There may be soldiers mobilizing in the city tonight, let's take the opportunity to sneak out."

The four gates of Heishan City, the south gate and the north gate are both military camps. Qi Lung's target is the west gate, which is close to the waterway and has the Baijiang River. As long as the responders are smart, they will prepare waterway tools.

"Hero, Black Mountain City is a public city. The wall is three feet long. You can climb over it, but we can't climb it. Moreover, there is an arrow tower on the wall, and there are tough guys on it. A few years ago, a group of refugees wanted to

When we were about to break into the city, the arrows shot us, swish, swish—"

‘Whoosh!’

Qi Lung turned his foot and hooked, tripping Xu Yue. At the same time, three arrows were nailed to the wall with almost no gap, and the arrow shafts were shaking.

"Oh my god, they are really here to kill us. We are still five miles away from the city wall!"

"Shut up!!"

Qi Long's expression was stern, and the small tendons near the ears, the cloud tendons, the temple tendons, the forehead tendons, the rib tendons, the brow tendons, and the sun tendons near the eyes were all trembling at a very high frequency.

Although he dare not say that the night is like day, in Qi Long's sight, the late night is just like the sunset smearing it black, dim but bright.

There was trembling in the ears, the sound of footsteps, the swaying of armor, and the tightening and trembling of the bowstring, including the "squeaking" sound of the bow being pulled.

"Follow me!" Qi Lung made a prompt decision and rushed towards the direction of Ming Huo Zhan.

"Aren't you looking for death?"

Xu Yue was afraid, and Nari Xi was also afraid, but he walked quickly. The second-floor jailer thought for a moment, gritted his teeth, and followed.

"Secret code, Luohan Kiln!" Qi Long shouted.

The other party was stunned, "Hai Qingzi, why are you falling behind?"

"The target got separated while catching it. The target was hit by an arrow and couldn't run far."

"Follow up!"

The leader didn't say anything nonsense, and the three men immediately blended into the group of more than 20 people. Their armor was swaying and murderous, and some of the knife edges were stained with blood.

Xu Yue was temporarily insane. Aren't these soldiers here to arrest them? Aren't they planning to sneak out of the city? Could it be that he was actually here to arrest them?

He, an old jailer, naturally understands that the 'Luohan Kiln' is the Naohai Kiln, which is also a bathing pool, and Hai Qingzi is the 'knife'. The question is how did this man know this 'secret code'? Is this man's true identity a secret?

They are soldiers from the Black Mountain Prefecture, so we are our own family!

Although Nari·Xi didn't understand slang, as a member of the 'Spider Nobles', he had a high vision and had done business in weapons. He soon discovered that these people had not only one goal, but also a dragnet.

In a large-scale search like this, there was not one force involved, but at least five groups.

Precisely because there are so many people participating, there is a need for passwords and even the same type of armor for identification.

Soon, the squadron of more than 20 people was divided into five small teams. Each team had five people. Qi Long, the three and the leader, six people, rushed into an alley at the south end.

When there were many people, the little boss didn't pay attention, but now when there were only six people, he immediately noticed something strange about the three people in front of him, and couldn't help but said: "Where are the knives in your hands?"

Qi Long, who was mixed in the crowd, narrowed his eyes and raised his eyebrows! Turning his foot three inches to the right, the energy and blood in his body rolled along the skin and flesh, he bent his knees half-bow, and hammered close to his body!

The two pieces of armor collided together, causing the opponent's body to tremble and rub. The opponent seemed to be shocked by an electric shock, sticking and swaying. At the same time, the tip of the elbow penetrated from the opponent's ribs and hit his throat, making a crisp "snap" sound.

The person simply stopped moving.

Almost at the same time, Qi Lung's body was like a top, and his right hand was like a whip. He placed it on the surface of the other person's palm, built a bridge, and stepped back. His body turned down with the other person's body, and the weight of the two armors pressed the other person down.

The joints of the forearm clicked, the bridge was broken, and the bone stubble pierced the flesh. Then he lunged and pushed his knees, hitting the opponent's crotch hard, and then, with a 'squeak', something was mashed into mud, and the enemy rolled his eyes.

, and passed out from the pain.

The little leader's complexion changed greatly, and he smashed the knife in his hand over his head. At the same time, he quickly retreated, grabbed the hard crossbow on his waist, pulled the trigger, and three short arrows penetrated his body with a whoosh.

It turns out that Qi Lung got up at some point and used the enemy's body as a shield. He advanced step by step, seemingly slowly but actually quickly. He punched straight at the wrist, with the joints protruding. He twisted his waist and punched, punching out like a cannon. One punch hit the sea of ​​​​qi in his navel.

, the opponent's muscles and bones were softened by the impact, the hard crossbow fell to the ground, and another punch hit the breast point. The little boss's chest felt tight, and he subconsciously bowed his body. Qi Lung took the last step, sat on his hips, internally rotated and punched upward, and his face

There was a flash of ferocious intent, and there was a loud punch! The opponent's heels lifted off the ground, and liquid splashed out from the seam of his forehead. It sprinkled on the wall, smearing it all white.

The two bodies fell to the ground at the same time.

The two people watching were stunned, but within ten breaths, three armed soldiers were beaten to death with bare hands, and their deaths were so miserable.

Qi Long moved his wrists, licked the roots of his teeth with the tip of his tongue, and looked at the masterpiece in front of him with satisfaction. He turned his head and saw that every two and a half inches on the ground had a shallow depression, as if it had been measured with a ruler.
Chapter completed!