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Chapter 153: Casting the Sword Five(2/2)

He strolled over to the furnace.

boom!

White smoke suddenly exploded, and several blacksmiths around him were enveloped by him, and screams rang out one after another.

“Eat some meat first as a snack!”

"Run away!!" Mr. Yang was among them. He was caught in the white clouds and couldn't escape. He yelled at his son and grandson.

The rest of the people suddenly fell into chaos. They were so scared that they froze before and did not dare to move. Now they were running around like a flock of sparrows.

Lin Xin's eyes narrowed, and the hand that was close to the red flower sword tightened suddenly. He almost took off the red flower sword.

"White Tiger Demon King, if you dare to eat anyone here, I will give up the magic weapon immediately! I would rather destroy it than let you get it! Do you believe it or not!?" He snapped.

The White Tiger Demon King was startled. He grabbed a blacksmith and was about to stuff it into his mouth. When he heard the sound, his hand froze temporarily. The blacksmith did not dare to struggle in his hand, but his face was pale and he was so frightened that he was sweating all over his body.

The flow of the line.

"Hey hey hey, you dare to threaten me?" His big eyes opened wider and wider, and his golden vertical pupils had a hint of danger as he stared at Lin Xin.

"You can try it!"

Lin Xin stared at him coldly, not giving in at all.

The White Tiger Demon King's fierce light flashed, and he slowly put down the man in his hand after a moment.

"interesting."

Throwing away the blacksmith in his hand, he glanced at the calm and calm Master Bao Ying. The guy had actually closed his eyes slightly and sat up in meditation. He didn't look like a third-grade magic weapon at all.

The two foundation-building experts simply waited in the furnace for a while. The sounds of fighting and fighting kept coming from outside, but they both ignored them.

"Half an hour. If it's not good, don't blame me for eating people!" The White Tiger Demon King sneered. The Pine Forest Sword Sect stationed in the foundation building period would not be able to come within a few days, so he was not worried at all.

"Don't worry, Demon King." Lin Xin replied in a low voice. "Old Yang, you go out first."
Chapter completed!
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