After conquering the Volcano Factory, Old Rumble finally found the right forge.

In other words, at the heart of the entire Volcano Factory is a huge inter-cloud furnace that continuously draws power and supplies the entire factory.

Although Old Rumble can't fully drive the full power of the entire Cloud Furnace now, it is very simple to use it to forge a sword.

In front of the old rumbling, there was a long sword suspended, the sword body was slender, full of cloud patterns, and there was a word "Zhuang" on the hilt.

The blade shone with a golden light, the light of the "Oil of Time and Space".

"Owner, we don't have much oil of time and space that we can use, so we can only forge such a thin sword......" Old Bang is a little regretful, at present, all the oil consumption of time and space in the manor depends on the "live lock picker", and the transformation efficiency of the live lock pick is really low.

But even with such a sword, its power is very amazing, inside it, there seems to be some power that wants to rush out, and the nearby space is twisted for bursts, if it is not bound by the cloud furnace, it seems to be about to devour everything around.

Zhuang Buyuan stretched out his hand to reach out and grab it, but Lao Bang hurriedly said: "Be careful, this thing is very dangerous......"

Next to him, Indigo also said: "I remember that every Yunjin long sword is cast, there will be a large number of craftsmen to bury it, because in the forging process, it is too dangerous, so dangerous that even the manor owner is reluctant to approach, and he uses the life of the swordsmith to fill the ......."

Before he could finish speaking, he saw that Zhuang Buyuan had already grabbed the long sword.

The distorted space near the long sword seemed to be suppressed by an invisible force, and it immediately became obedient.

"Forget it, when I didn't say it......" Indigo suddenly remembered that this guy in front of him was a monster who was not even afraid of the blood of time.

The power of Yunjin comes from the oil of time and space, and the oil of time and space is transformed by the blood of time, I am afraid ...... It won't hurt him at all.

Zhuang Buyuan grabbed the long sword in his hand, looked left and right, very curious, and then stretched out his claws to test it.

"Hiss".

This sword, which was very sharp, cut Zhuang Buyuan's hand at once.

A drop of blood rolled down, forming a line of blood on the blade.

"Owner, what do you want me to say......" Old Bang Rumble could only shake his head.

The lord of the manor, who was not injured by the power of space, but was injured by the blade, is estimated to be the first ......

"Owner, now this sword is still unfinished, and there is still one last step left, which is to quench it with the blood of time! After this step, the power of the Yunjin Long Sword can be controlled. The old man rumbled, "This step, the more time blood consumed, the better, if the blood of time is not enough halfway, I am afraid it will affect the power of the sword, I don't have much time blood here, do you want to take some time blood again?" ”

"Take the blood of time?" Zhuang Buyuan grinned, "It's a lot of trouble to get blood, I have a better way......"

"What better?" Both Lao Bang and Indigo were at a loss, and after a while, Indigo was speechless, "Isn't it......"

A few minutes later, Zhuang Buyuan stabbed the sword in his hand into the muscle of time.

In an instant, a golden light burst out from the silver muscle of time.

The sound of "squeak squeak ......" sounded, as if the blood of time was being evaporated by the power of the Yunjin Longsword, and it was like countless blood of time being absorbed by the Yunjin Longsword.

There is no doubt that this quenching consumes a lot of time blood, but this is just a long sword, and no matter how much it is consumed, it is just a drop in the bucket for the time muscle.

It took a few minutes for the Yunjin Sword to calm down.

Zhuang Buyuan stretched out his hand and pulled the Yunjin long sword out of the wound of the Time Muscle.

At that moment, Zhuang Buyuan felt that he and this long sword seemed to have some kind of peculiar resonance.

The moment he grasped the sword, he felt his body light, as if the effect of gravity had disappeared on it, and his body flew up and hung in the air.

Microscopically speaking, gravity is derived from some special quanta; Macroscopically speaking, gravity is actually the curvature of space.

So manipulating space, but also manipulating gravity.

The lords of the manors obviously did not understand the principle, but they still used time and space in every way, and the Industrial Party took this use to the extreme.

Whether it's the volley flight of the war dog, through space; Or the cloud furnace and the gimbal anvil, in fact, they are all using this kind of power.

At this time, this power was condensed into a weapon.

Old Bang Bang and Indigo were waiting near the back door.

Seeing Zhuang Buyuan coming out of the muscle of time, Indigo said: "The Yunjin long sword is difficult to manipulate, I have studied it before, I can teach you how to use the ......"

Then he suddenly realized that Zhuang Buyuan was not actually coming over.

His feet didn't touch the ground, he was flying in the air.

"I think I've mastered it." Zhuang felt the sword in his hand not far away.

Holding this sword, it seemed that he could see every fold of space, and he stepped out with one foot, obviously empty, but as if he was down-to-earth, his body was firmly locked in the space around him, and he did not move at all.

At that time, the Sunrian people seemed to use this principle to invent the war dog that could run in the air.

"Owner, you are the most gifted person I have ever met." Indigo complimented sincerely, "Your understanding of manipulating time and space is truly breathtaking. ”

"Ahh Zhuang Buyuan was praised, and suddenly became proud, he waved his long sword, swinging and slashing indiscriminately.

A few seconds later, Zhuang Buyuan clutched a wound on his arm without tears.

"But...... You're definitely the worst swordsman I've ever seen in my life. Indigo shook her head.

Can you hurt yourself with a long sword? There's no one left!

"Phew, what a broken sword! I'll use my gloves anyway! Zhuang Buyuan threw the Yunjin long sword in his hand to the ground.

"Owner, let me try?" Indigo reached out, wanting to try it.

He bent down to pick up the sword, but the moment his palm touched the sword, he suddenly felt the picture in front of him change.

A monster resembling a dragon and a tree, looking down on him, let out an angry roar at him.

"Roar!"

Indigo was so frightened that his whole body trembled, and with a "clang", the long sword fell to the ground again.

"What the hell is this?" Indigo glared, "How do you look...... Like ...... It's like ......"

Indigo shook his head: "Owner, you should come...... I really can't use this sword......"

……

At the same time, in Fusang Prefecture, the wind was howling.

The temperature difference created by the volcano formed a hurricane, and the hurricane was expanding wildly at this time.

Disaster has struck again.

In front of Qianwu's house, countless people gathered there in the wind.

"Former Take-sama, please save us......"

"Please save Fuso......"

"If a hurricane makes landfall in Fuso, Fuso is really finished......"

In front of the house, there were many police officers standing guard.

Not long ago, the police stood in front of this gate to be vigilant against the violent groups inside the gate and to deal with the situation urgently, but now, they have become the gatekeepers of the former martial arts.

In addition to these policemen, there are many men in black suits, standing in front of the door with their chests protruding, even the raging wind cannot blow away the pride on their faces.

The sight of police officers and gang members standing guard together is really ridiculous, but in Fusang Prefecture, no one feels inappropriate.

Because the current Qianwu is no longer a member of the violent group, but a hero and savior of Fusang Prefecture, it is not too much to enjoy no matter how high the treatment is.

But the question is, can their savior save them?

"It's not that the former martial arts don't want to make a move, it's really that the enemy's weapons are too dominant, and we are still ...... weapons for the former martial arts masters" A cadre-like member of the violent group was still at the door to comfort the people.

"Please rest assured, the former martial arts lord will definitely not sit idly by, but the former martial arts also need to prepare ......"

"When will the former martial arts be ready......

"What if I can't find the right weapon?"

Although the people hoped that the former military would be victorious, they could not help but worry.

"Don't worry, even if you can't find a weapon, the former martial arts will definitely be able to think of other ways......" The cadres of the Gang could only explain like this.

The public is clearly not particularly trusting.

Looking at the expressions of these people, the cadres were very helpless.

finally changed from a member of the Gang to a Fusang hero respected by everyone, but how many days can this hero be a hero?

Either the former martial arts lord wants to fight for his life, or the land of Fusang Prefecture will be destroyed.

Without Fusang Prefecture, what kind of Fusang hero should you be!

At this moment, a commotion came, and a piece of news went viral among the people.

Orion, the spear prophet invited by Nut State, fought a big battle with the enemy earlier, but ultimately failed and failed to stop Indigo.

Even the Prophet of Guns has failed, what should they do?

Former Master Wu, can he be more powerful than the Prophet of Guns?

"Our former martial arts lord is the strongest!"

"It must be better than the Gun Prophet!"

"Yes, as long as we can find the weapon......"

At this time, they can only comfort themselves in this way, because once they lose hope, they will be doomed.

But this kind of self-consolation is so pale.

"The wind is getting stronger and stronger, everyone should go back, it's useless to stay here......" The cadres resisted the strong wind, comforted everyone, and wanted everyone to leave.

At this moment, a sudden explosion of thunder sounded in the sky.

Then, a voice of great grandeur came from the sky.

"This Excalibur is given to you, Qianwu, go ahead!"

When everyone looked up, they saw a flash of golden light shooting out, with a loud bang!

In front of Qianwu's door, a big pit exploded, and a long sword with golden light was quietly inserted into the big pit.

"Who?"

"Could it be that a god has appeared?"

"What is this?"

The crowd of onlookers was panicked and surprised.

In the midst of the panic of the crowd, Qianwu slowly walked out of the courtyard.

The wind howled, and his clothes flew wildly.

He walked step by step to the pit, grabbed the long sword, and drew it.

In an instant, the wind and rain around him stopped, and his clothes flew up as if they were in the water.

Grabbing the hilt of his sword and swinging it twice, Maetake smiled.

This feeling of being like an arm and fingers is completely different when using the Buddha-figure who is not far from Zhuang.

Even if he is deprived of his identity, the stand-in of Weifu's private interview will not disappear.

The gun prophet Orion spent his entire life on the battlefield, and his marksmanship was like a god, and he knew all kinds of weapons like the palm of his hand.

The former martial arts practiced the swordsmanship of Fusang Prefecture, and using a sword was a piece of cake.

"Since the heaven-given divine sword, then I will weigh the enemy's catties again!"

Qianwu's figure turned into a streamer and disappeared into the air.