Emperor Yutianwu

It has been said since ancient times that a thousand moves are not as good as one perfect move.

And the extreme cultivators have taken this sentence to the extreme.

There are thousands of great ways, I only take one, and then push this path to the extreme.

Although it is not perfect, for a person, when he is really obsessed with one path, he will also have great achievements.

Chu Yan looked solemn.

The Lord of the Red Flame Valley turned into a raging flame at this time, stepping forward step by step. Every step he took would leave a huge fire mark between heaven and earth.

"Little guy, do you think you can defeat the giants? You are too naive."

The Lord of the Red Flame Valley finished speaking and attacked again.

Countless meteors and flames fell.

Chu Yan's face sank, and the blood sword swung quickly in his hand, leaving the afterimage of the sword in the air.

However, the Lord of the Red Flame Valley practiced fire to the extreme, and in a sense, he also restrained those who practiced weapons.

How are weapons forged?

The first step is quenching!

At this moment, Chu Yan used the blood sword continuously, causing it to melt a little under the high temperature...

Chu Yan was shocked.

The nails of the Blood Puppet Lord can be said to be one of the hardest things in the void. Chu Yan had learned before that even some giants liked to use the Blood Puppet Lord's nails as weapons. It seemed that once the Blood Puppet Lord offended someone, he used one of his own nails to exchange for a giant to help him settle the matter.

At this time, the blood sword was melting.

Chu Yan sighed: "It would be great if I had the Refining Heaven Sword in my hand."

The Refining Heaven Sword would never be melted.

At this moment, Xiao Jiu suddenly said, "Boy, what are you thinking about? Temper the sword."

"Huh?" Chu Yan frowned, "What?"

Xiao Jiu said, "Are you really going to fight with others with a fingernail in your hand?"

Chu Yan shook his head, "Of course not."

Xiao Jiu said, "Then what are you waiting for? It's hard to find such a strong flame even in the void. Just forge the sword. Forge the sword with fire, remove the dross and keep the essence."

Xiao Jiu paused for a moment, "I actually guessed the moment you sent the Sword of Refining Heaven, including the last Sword of Refining Heaven. You should be ready to give up the Sword of Refining Heaven and want to forge a sword of your own."

Chu Yan nodded slightly.

He did have this idea.

A sword that doesn't belong to you is useless even if it is powerful.

Weapons should be handy.

The Sword of Refining Heaven...Chu Yan doesn't really like it.

Although three of the Liantian Swords had been with him for many years, especially the evil sword, which had accompanied him all the way out of the Six Realms, they belonged to others, not to him.

Chu Yan had never thought of forging a sword of his own, because his strength had always been dwindling, so the weapon would be eliminated sooner or later.

But until he saw the Liantian Sword, he understood that a good sword could also grow.

He had also thought about using the Liantian Sword, but when he combined the eight swords into one, he had some unpleasantness.

The Liantian Sword was rejecting him.

And he was also a proud person.

If you don't listen to me, then I will forge one myself.

He had been thinking this way for a while.

He had taken the nails of the Blood Puppet Master in preparation for forging his own sword.

But now, Xiao Jiu said that he should forge his own sword.

Chu Yan looked up at the Red Flame Valley Master who had merged with the flame.

"Can I?"

He didn't know.

He didn't know how to forge a weapon.

Although he is very powerful now, he really knows nothing about forging weapons. If you ask him to refine an elixir or carve a formation, he can actually try it, because Qin Ruoming was once the world's number one elixir master and the world's number one divine pattern master, so he has these inheritances.

Although he has rarely used them in recent years, at least he has experience.

Forging weapons... that is really nothing.

Xiaojiu said: "If you want to forge a sword that belongs to you, you have to do it yourself. Otherwise, even if you find a stronger weapon forger, the weapons they forge are theirs."

Xiaojiu said again: "If you want a life-originated divine weapon, then everyone can only assist. Only if you do it yourself can you make the sword fit you perfectly. The master of the year also forged the Tianshen Sword himself. Maybe he asked some people to help, but the core must be done by himself."

"The sword body, sword spirit, length and shape of the sword, you have to do it yourself."

Chu Yan nodded silently.

Then he was silent.

Forging weapons!

Forge a weapon that belongs to you?

Chu Yan took a deep breath.

"Maybe, I should really give it a try. I always use other people's things, but they are not my own after all."

The next second, Chu Yan looked up at the Lord of the Red Flame Valley and smiled.

"Looking at it this way, everything seems to be caused by fate."

Chu Yan was stunned after saying this, and then he narrowed his eyes slightly: "Cao!"

He suddenly cursed.

Xiao Jiu was puzzled: "What's wrong?"

Chu Yan said helplessly: "Didn't you notice that I seem to have been calculated again?"

"Calculated?"

"Yes, it's a coincidence! I just lost the Refining Heaven Sword, and then suddenly came here, and then I was going to forge a life-long divine weapon. Everything seems so natural, but the more natural it is, the more wrong it is."

"Can't I escape this fate?"

Chu Yan narrowed his eyes: "But who is the person who calculated all this?"

He didn't know.

He always thought it was Qin Ruoming, but now he is not so sure.

"It doesn't matter."

Chu Yan said softly, then he looked up at the Lord of the Red Flame Valley: "You are so unlucky."

The Lord of the Red Flame Valley frowned.

Chu Yan smiled and said: "I don't know who is calculating all this, but if there is such a person, then you are the furnace calculated by the other party."

The Lord of the Red Flame Valley was stunned and snorted coldly: "Boy, you dare to be so shameless when you are about to die?"

Chu Yan smiled slightly and said nothing more.

Swoosh!

Take the initiative to attack.

Sharpening the sword.

Next, Chu Yan's attack began to have a method. Every time he drew the sword, it seemed that he was deliberately tempering and sharpening the sword, using the power of the Lord of the Red Flame Valley to melt the blood sword, and then polishing it little by little into what he wanted.

The Lord of the Red Flame Valley frowned, always feeling a little uneasy, but he didn't know which link was wrong, so he didn't care and continued to throw out flames crazily.

And all these flames were absorbed by Chu Yan, melting the blood sword in his hand little by little.

Buzz!

Soon, his blood sword became smaller and shorter, and all melted, but he didn't care. The melted blood swords turned into blood water, which he collected and placed in a separate container.

In addition, he kept knocking, and every seemingly chaotic sword strike would make a ding-dong sound, which made the blood sword in his hand sharper and sharper.

Boom!

At this moment, a crisp sound suddenly rang out in the Red Flame Valley.

Chu Yan's eyes lit up: "It's done!"