Even the few monks who got the real person of Yiyu to forge a flying sword with a hammer were all in the same idea.

They felt that it was impossible to invite Yiyu Zhenren again, after all, Yiyu Zhenren's style was to work slowly and carefully, but it seemed feasible to ask Liu Suiyun to make a move, if Liu Suiyun could help them reforge the flying sword, they were willing to produce a lot of spirit stones.

It's just that now seeing that Liu Suiyun's speed of forging swords is getting faster and faster, and he has snatched a flying sword out, they are secretly happy at the same time, they are also thinking about where Liu Suiyun's limit is?

Now Liu Suiyun has not reached the limit, but Xiao Wenlan feels that she is about to be driven crazy by Liu Suiyun, she feels that Liu Suiyun is not casting a sword, this is simply harvesting rice, how can there be a reason to cast a sword so quickly

Therefore, she took advantage of Liu Suiyun's opportunity to rest for a moment after casting this flying sword, and secretly transmitted a message to Liu Suiyun: "Ya'er, do you want to take a break?"

She felt that if it went on like this, Liu Suiyun would definitely have problems, but Liu Suiyun gave an unexpected reply: "Senior aunt, don't worry, now that Yiyu Zhenren has left according to my rhythm, I am in control of the rhythm."

It's just that the words can't seem to be too full, and then although the fifth flying sword Liu Suiyun is still cast, but not long after the sixth flying sword starts, I heard a loud bang, almost exploded the furnace directly, but fortunately, there was a flower and a soft pressure array, and the first time I took action to suppress Liu Suiyun to suppress the explosion that might occur in the sword furnace, but the material of this furnace was also a waste.

Liu Suiyun looked at the sword furnace that was almost scrapped, but Yu Crisp took off all his coats, and shouted toplessly: "Next, next, continue"

He didn't even take a break, he was ready to continue forging the sword, and at this time, Xiao Wenlan asked in a low voice, "Do you want to take a break?"

"Don't" Liu Suiyun unceremoniously said to the tragic monk who was about to cry: "I'll give you a chance in the future, get out of the way now, get out of the way now, next, next"

Although he promised to give the monk who was so tragic that he almost exploded a chance, Liu Suiyun did not agree to cast a sword for him, and the monk also heard the meaning, and silently retreated, preparing to continue collecting materials.

And Yiyu Zhenren on the other side almost laughed out loud, Liu Suiyun's loss this time is the best good news for him, and the next thing is that he takes the initiative.

Now not only is every flying sword he casts better than Liu Suiyun, but in terms of progress, Liu Suiyun has only cast five flying swords, but he can immediately cast the sixth flying sword, but as soon as he thought of this, he heard a screaming sound in the sword furnace, and then several close swordsmiths shouted one after another: "Yiyu, hurry up, hurry up, you want to burst the furnace"

Damn, damn it, damn it

Yiyu Zhenren didn't know that he was already unconsciously being manipulated by Liu Suiyun, and the result of blindly seeking speed was that the materials of this furnace were finally out of control, and Yiyu Zhenren could only grit his teeth and use his whole body to start suppressing the sword furnace to avoid the sword furnace from exploding.

Without the help of the Yuanshen monk, this is naturally a drudgery, and after about half an hour, Yiyu Zhenren can pour out a furnace of waste, but he doesn't even have time to cook the tragic protagonist standing on the side, and he can't wait to urge: "Who is next, next, next"

He found that Liu Suiyun's progress suddenly surpassed him by a large margin.

Hurry, hurry, hurry

It's fast, good, and economical and free, the two great sword casting masters are now fighting on fire, so that the flying swords they cast are slightly out of standard, but everyone doesn't dare to say this to Liu Suiyun, let alone to Yiyu Zhenren.

Yiyu Zhenren is really angry now, he can't wait to catch up with Liu Suiyun, but the more he wants to chase after him, the more mistakes he makes, he is not good at casting swords quickly, and now he is blindly greedy for perfection, so naturally he makes mistakes again and again.

Next, although Yiyu Zhenren forged three flying swords, relatively speaking, he also made three mistakes, and his only chance now was that Liu Suiyun's progress could slow down a little.

And Liu Suiyun was now covered in sweat, and he tried his best again and again in front of the sword furnace with his bare body: "Next, next"

Like Yiyu Zhenren, he was also a three-to-three defeat during this time, but he finally pushed himself to the limit.

Although from beginning to end, he suppressed his strength in the Jindan realm, but sometimes it is not that it can be easy to suppress cultivation, sword casting is a difficult job that allows the monk to reach the limit as soon as possible, in addition to providing spiritual power, Liu Suiyun must also make a general plan for the flying sword according to the materials provided by the monk as soon as possible, and constantly make adjustments in the refining.

Although Hua Xirou and Xiao Wenlan continued to provide spiritual fire, Liu Suiyun still felt physically and mentally exhausted

Even Yiyu Zhenren was going to be cornered by him, how could he not be cornered by himself

Limit, another limit and another root limit

Liu Suiyun felt that he had been doused with sweat for an unknown number of times, and the whole person was almost soaked in water, but he didn't know how many flames had accumulated in his body, but Liu Suiyun suddenly felt an extreme excitement

This is his inspiration on the sword, there is a feeling of epiphany, he feels that the whole person has become abnormal, the partial state is too good to be better, he shouted loudly: "I need some materials, who has seven spirit iron, I need thirty catties, a hundred meteoric dust, I need seven taels and, I need the thirteen flowers of the South China Sea, the more the better, I need ......"

In an extremely abnormal situation, Liu Suiyun snatched out the previous flying sword while collecting materials from all the monks present.

The monks present not only included the Yuanying Monk, but even the Yuanshen Monk, who naturally had everything in their storage bags, and immediately got together and helped Liu Suiyun gather more than 30 kinds of materials he needed, and Liu Suiyun didn't even make any adjustments, just shouted loudly: "Let you see my hard work"

And Yiyu Zhenren's face smiled like a flower, he didn't expect that at the critical moment, Liu Suiyun would go crazy and make a fatal mistake, this is not to give Yiyu Zhenren a crazy praise.

As soon as he thought of this, Yiyu Zhenren immediately urged: "Hurry, hurry, hurry up and have one"

Although Liu Suiyun slowed down, Yiyu Zhenren had been driven crazy by Liu Suiyun, he still maintained the original fast pace, and he could forge a flying sword in almost an hour, and he had to let Liu Suiyun have no chance to turn the tables.

It's just that everyone's expressions rarely pay attention to Yiyu Zhenren, and they are staring at Liu Suiyun's every move with great solemnity.

Liu Suiyun has slowed down, and it has really slowed down, and even Hua Xirou and Xiao Wenlan no longer take turns to fight, but provide spiritual fire to Liu Suiyun together.

Liu Suiyun's sweat became more and more, and everyone could see that he was more laborious than when he cast the fast sword, but no one dared to speak, for fear of shocking Liu Suiyun.

Everyone can see that Liu Suiyun's current situation is extremely difficult, but everyone is afraid of disturbing Liu Suiyun's train of thought, so that Liu Suiyun's flying sword will fail.

And Liu Suiyun also forgot about things and me, and almost put all his energy into this flying sword, and his heart could not tolerate anything except this flying sword.

The Yuan Infant Fire and the Yuan Shen Fire were almost continuously introduced into the sword furnace, but this portable sword furnace would soon be unable to withstand the repeated heating of the spiritual fire, and Liu Suiyun didn't look back, just said to the back: "Another sword furnace"

Immediately, a Yuan Shen monk took out a sword furnace that he had treasured for many years, and Hua Xirou personally handed it to Liu Suiyun, and now Liu Suiyun was controlling this sword furnace, and shouted in his mouth: "It's a pity, it's a pity that the quality of this sword furnace is not good, if my Canglong Dharma Ding is still there, why is it so embarrassing."

Not only the Yuanshen monk, but also the monks present were taken aback, although this sword furnace was the trophy obtained by the Yuanshen monk in a certain battle, but it was also an excellent sword furnace, so this Yuanshen monk had specially treasured it for many years.

It's just that in Liu Suiyun's mouth, it actually became "quality is not good", so what kind of existence is the Canglong Dharma Ding that Liu Suiyun once had?

Liu Suiyun was fascinated and concentrated on refining this flying sword, but Yiyu Zhenren over there already had a chance of winning.

Although the radish is fast and does not wash the mud, and the sword casting has been successful three times, but there are also three sword casting failures, but he has already cast three flying swords more than Liu Suiyun, no matter from which point of view, the last winner is him

This is really the hardest time in Yiyu Zhenren's life to forge a sword, but just when Yiyu Zhenren successfully collected the sword, the audience was quiet, and Yiyu Zhenren felt that something was wrong.

No wonder he was too successful in forging the sword this time, so that he received too much applause, but Yiyu Zhenren found out that the sword tire of Liu Suiyun's flying sword had been formed, and in another hour, he might be able to refine this flying sword called Liu Suiyun's hard work.

He even found that several of his friends and even disciples didn't dare to blink, and they were engrossed in the flying sword that Liu Suiyun had refined, and he couldn't help but ask very curiously, "Yun Siya, what is this?"

In his opinion, the flying sword that Yun Siya refined was obviously a very good flying sword, and after having Hua Xirou's Yuan Shen Fire, the power could obviously go to a higher level, but it shouldn't be better than the flying sword that he had worked hard for months or even a year or two

What are these people crazy about?

But everyone was not interested in his question, he asked for the third time, and finally a swordsmith who followed him into the Nine Hope Sect replied: "It's a prototype sword, a prototype sword comparable to the Hundred Eagle Sky Fencing!"

Now it's Yiyu Zhenren's turn to be blinded, and he said repeatedly: "How is it possible, how is it possible...... How is this possible?"