Martial King’s Retired Life

"Still not enough!

The speed of the hammer in his hand grew faster, but Luo Ming became more dissatisfied. Finally, under his strenuous effort, the hammer in his hand made a thunderous noise, and the hammer handle broke. It is most tempting to stop at the time of forging, especially the delicate and complicated design of this sword.

"Homeowner, how about using this? '

The master reached out with a finger, referring to the epee Yu Gong lent by Yu Feiyu to Luo Ming.

Partial name-silent, hold Yu Gong into his hand, lift it up, and hit it flatly with a sword! Yu Gong's sword is thick and flat, just as hard as a hammer.

"It works, go on!"

Luo Ming may not have noticed himself, the surface of Yugong is covered with a layer of red blood. The artisans beside him were all horrified. Only Luo has no guilty conscience, and continues to exert pressure on the sword-sword-sword ground, knocking the Qijin covering it into pieces.

Soon to be, soon to be .... or Mu Xiaowan

As if at this moment, he returned to the ancient city of Nie Yao ten years ago.

He still faces the irresistible forces of heaven and earth. All he could do was a sword, and a sword, covering his heart, gall, blood. He wants to tell.

He didn't even notice that the dragons appeared faintly on the sword that kept joining Qijin. The last sword dropped by Luoming is like a dragon chant!

"It's done, sword heart!"

Then the master brought it-a wooden box. Since the rosewood has an anti-evil effect, the great master is still here, holding the wooden box in his hand, and still feels that the blood is congealed and it is difficult to move. This shows the evil of the hidden things.

Luo Ming took over and took out a broken arrow. The surface of this broken arrow frosted, and the word "Dragon Royal" was faintly visible on the dark arrow. Seen through an unshakable edge.

Luo Ming stared at the front of the urn, and the heat was still dispelled by a cold ice. He unscrewed the hilt of the unfinished Excalibur hid silently with an arrow inside.

"You grew up in the land of heaven, for the slaughter of other dragons ...".

Push the front cymbal into the hilt of the sword and plunge into the bottom of the huge furnace.

"From then on, your name is Yi-Di Yuan Long Tu.

The refining **** casts a tripod, suddenly the biggest explosion of fire in the history of the Luo family!

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