For example, they both use the same sword, but because of the different techniques they practice, their habits are different.
The swords they needed were completely different.
The weight, length, width, thickness of the sword, and length of the handle all make a difference in how they are used.
If it perfectly suits you, it is not impossible to increase your combat power several times.
What a concept!
This means that their survival rate when facing the enemy is higher!
When entering the ruins, the chance of obtaining treasures is higher.
Now, if they want to improve their realm, it will take decades.
Magical weapons are the fastest way for them to improve.
Not far away!
Lan Yun's eyes were wide open.
He was so frightened that he became like a sculpture.
"No wonder Guan Zijie and the others didn't give me face. It turns out they wanted to kill Qin Feng and seize the No. 6 ruins."
Lan Yun turned around, her eyes fell on Qin Feng, and a wave of shock rose in her heart.
Refine the best magic weapon.
What kind of monster is this?
Their sect's Nascent Soul weapon refiners can only refine mid-grade magic weapons at best.
This guy Qin Feng is only at the first level of foundation building.
Lan Yun suddenly regretted it.
He wanted to slap himself.
How dare he say such harsh words to Qin Feng?
Qin Feng won’t hold a grudge against him now, right?
"Don't believe their nonsense. How can someone at the first level of foundation building possibly refine a top-grade enchanted magic weapon?
In our sect, even the cultivators who have reached the Great Perfection of the Nascent Soul Stage are still unable to refine it.
It must be fake.
"The Yun Sect wants to use you to deal with us." Guan Zijie shouted, cold sweat pouring down his back.
He saw someone draw a sword.
"Haha, then why did you attack them? How did they provoke you?
You are just coveting the No. 6 ruins.
Don’t you think about it, Ruins No. 6 has appeared for thousands of years, and no one has been able to inherit it.
Look at Qin Feng, who is at the first level of foundation building, but can easily kill someone who has reached the great perfection of foundation building.
Besides him, who else could inherit the No. 6 ruins?" One person sneered, then swung his fist and punched out.
Seeing someone taking action, others also took action.
Qin Feng could only refine three magic weapons in a year.
There are so many people here right now, if we really have to queue, how long will it take?
Moreover, evil spirits appeared everywhere and many sects were destroyed.
Having a perfect, top-grade enchanted magic device greatly increases their survival rate.
Thinking of this, they no longer held back.
All the spiritual power in the body exploded.
Each one was more ruthless than the other, fearing that others would get there first.
After a while, Guan Zijie and his group were lying on the ground, bleeding from all seven orifices.
Looking at this scene, Zhang Fei grinned and laughed extremely happily.
"What do you think? You still have to rely on me." Zhang Fei turned his head and smiled confidently.
Qin Feng rolled his eyes.
Ah yes, yes, yes!
You are the smartest.
Aside!
Liu Jing's eyes became even more cloudy.
He stared at Qin Feng blankly, cursing in his heart.
Damn Zhou Cangyun, damn bastard, what good deeds did he do in his previous life to be able to find a disciple like Qin Feng.
He was envious! He was jealous! He was going crazy.
Soon, a group of Nascent Soul cultivators turned around and quickly came to Qin Feng.
"Friend Qin Feng, I've taken care of Guan Zijie and the others. Are you satisfied? If not, we'll keep beating you up!"
"Get out of the way! What did you do? I punched them and they fell straight down. Qin Feng, hehe, help me customize a magic weapon."
A group of Nascent Soul cultivators looked at Qin Feng eagerly.
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