Urban Medical God

"Yes, I cast it myself." Ye Chen said calmly, as if he was talking about an ordinary thing.

Hearing these words, Zhu Ya and Mr. He took a deep breath!

The two of them widened their eyes, looking at Ye Chen as if he were a madman.

After a while, Mr. He laughed: "Boy, you said you made swords, do you know how to make swords? Do you know the six methods of making swords? Do you know the seven principles of making swords? Do you know what kind of fire produces what type? The sword?"

He Laolian asked three questions and sneered in his heart to the extreme!

Even if this kid was born in a sword-making family and has been influenced by it since childhood, he is not qualified to forge that sword!

It will only destroy the sword!

"I don't understand, but I am the master of the Dragon-Slaying Sword. I have the final say in forging it." There was a trace of doubt in Ye Chen's tone.

"You-" Mr. He pointed angrily at Ye Chen and was speechless for a moment.

He waved his sleeves and snorted coldly: "I have nothing to say to an arrogant boy like you! But please remember, your ignorant behavior will destroy a divine sword! You will suffer disaster. Struck by lightning!"

Zhu Ya bit her red lips. She never thought that Ye Chen could forge his own sword!

"Mr. Ye, don't you think about it anymore?"

Although this Poxuan Sword already belongs to Ye Chen, it was originally the Zhu family's treasure.

If anything goes wrong, she won't be able to explain it easily.

Ye Chen shook his head: "Don't think about it, I'll make the sword now. Are all the things I asked you to prepare ready?"

"Mr. Ye... everything is ready. Behind the third door."

"good."

Ye Chen's eyes narrowed and he headed towards the Poxuan Stone and the Dragon-Slaying Sword!

When he came to the Po Xuan Stone, Ye Chen gathered his true energy and slapped his palms on the Po Xuan Stone! Just pick it up and head towards the third door!

Seeing this scene, Zhu Ya and Mr. He's eyes narrowed slightly, but they didn't say much.

Because of its high density and small size, this Poxuan Stone weighs ten thousand kilograms. If it can be lifted so easily, at least they can't.

Mr. He also followed and snorted coldly: "What's the point of having a little strength and cultivation? I want to see how a boy like you, who doesn't have all his hair, can forge a sword!"

"Bang!"

The third door was kicked open. There was a large space inside, and all the materials for making swords were available.

Ye Chen placed the Poxuan Stone in the central forging furnace and instantly triggered the flames!

Seeing Zhu Ya and Mr. He also come in, he didn't say much. Most people couldn't learn this formation to make swords. They just wanted to see it.

The raging fire condenses on the Poxuan Stone!

Ye Chen held the spiritual stone prepared in advance in his hand! Then he ejaculated violently!

Southeast, northwest, Zhenggong grid, Yan palace position!

Six spiritual stones all fell around the Poxuan Stone!

Then, Ye Chen slapped his palm fiercely, and all the materials on his body shook!

Ye Chen's energy condensed and he pushed hard! Instantly blend into the flames!

A masterpiece of flames! The temperature of the entire room suddenly increased!

The powerful firepower directly made the Poxuan Stone burn red!

The dragon-slaying sword inserted on it was also shaking slightly, as if it was about to rush out at any time!

Ye Chen forced blood out of his fingertips, and the blood directly drew an ancient rune on the sword-making platform!

As soon as the rune comes out.

The atmosphere of the whole room has completely changed!

Zhu Ya couldn't help but shudder. She even felt that the magnetic field under her feet had changed.

He Lao Meiyu was a little complicated. Although he felt the changes in the room, he had never seen this method of sword making for so many years. He sneered: "Pretend to be a ghost!"

His arrogance will never surrender to others!

At this moment, Ye Chen's eyes suddenly closed, and he exuded a very strong aura!

Like a master swordsmith!

His fingers pinched each other faster and faster! A touch of infuriating energy lingers on your fingertips!

Suddenly, his eyes opened, cold and serious, his hands spread flat, and the remaining materials were all suspended under the control of Zhenqi!

Then a hard push!

The flames become more and more brilliant!

How about now that no one can see the Poxuan Stone and the Dragon-Slaying Sword inside!

All I know is that extremely strong energy is constantly overflowing from inside!

Ye Chen's face was a little pale, and he could feel the energy in his Dantian flowing away crazily!

It takes too much Qi to forge a sword!

His back is already soaked!

My body is extremely weak!

He supported his body, kept pinching with his fingers, and murmured in his mouth: "In the lifetime of ten thousand swords, there are hundreds of billions of spirits. If you go to the gods, you are farther away, but if you go to the sword, you will be closer. The world is fierce and evil, and it is impossible to know. Once you know the sword Name, the spirit dare not step forward; call the name of the sword three times, the sword spirit will be destroyed, and the sword from the sky will see and kill the dragon three times, and the sword will obey the command..."

When Wan Jian listens to the order, these four words appear!

The flames suddenly burst!

It seemed to have turned into a fire dragon, roaring ferociously!

And what the fire dragon was coiling around was no longer the Poxuan Stone, but vaguely had the shape of a sword!

The dragon's roar resounded throughout the room, and the powerful force made Zhu Ya and Mr. He take a dozen steps back!

"This is..." Mr. He was stunned, his eyes filled with horror!

"How can it be!"

He stared at the sword shape in the flames!

Although the refining was not completely successful, it was enough to show that Ye Chen was forging a sword!

I'm really forging a sword!

Moreover, this sword-making method is so shocking that ghosts and gods will weep!

For thousands of years in China, no one has ever made a sword like this!

How did he do it without the help of those sword-making tools?

The key is everything is perfect!

The sudden change was like a heavy hammer, blasting He Lao's heart into pieces.

His breathing was a little rapid, and his original pride completely disappeared!

At the moment, he can only be convinced!

"Snapped!"

He suddenly pulled out a hand and slapped himself in the face.

Extremely crisp!

Zhu Ya's beautiful eyes were filled with horror. When she heard the slap, she looked at Mr. He curiously: "Mr. He, what are you..."

He Lao stared at Ye Chen, swallowed, and then explained: "This slap, firstly, it's because I'm looking at people with a fucking dog's eyes, and secondly, I want to see if it's a dream! He... what the hell is he doing? Who! How could he have such a method! This method of making swords is perfect for fire and sword condensation!

In the whole of China, he is definitely the first person! "

Hearing Mr. He's high evaluation, Zhu Yamei's eyes sparkled with excitement and she said nothing.

There was only surprise and horror in her heart.

What is the origin of Ye Chen?

Except for those five blank years, she knew everything about Ye Chen.

But even if I had an incredible adventure in five years, it would not be like this!

No matter what, the Zhu family must not be at odds with Ye Chen!

Absolutely not!

At this moment, Ye Chen felt a sense of fatigue coming over his body!

This was his first time using a formation to make a sword. He thought it would be easy, but who could have imagined that it would take such a toll on his body!

A steady stream of infuriating energy from the Dantian flows towards the Dragon-Slaying Sword!

In the end, his Dantian Qi was almost exhausted!

However, the Dragon-Slaying Sword has gradually taken shape!

There was even the sound of swords coming from the flames.