Wang Xufei looked dejected and sat in front of the table. Other main peaks were crowded. His broken Jianfeng was really rotten to the extreme. There was no one to sign up for the competition.

    Of course, the main reason is that apart from ye QingHan and ye Mengxi who have just joined in, there is no third young disciple at all. Ye QingHan is now closed to forge five-grade soldiers, leaving only a five-year-old Ye Mengxi. Can she go to war on behalf of break Jianfeng?

    "Hey, with a light cold temperament, I guess he''s not interested in competing with these children. What should he do? Should he really reorganize the broken sword peak?" Wang Xufei said to himself.

    This year''s elite competition is very important, because to represent Jiangning County to fight the Qingyang Kingdom and select the best disciples to study in the breaking martial arts college, not only the reward is very rich, but also once a disciple enters the breaking martial arts college, the Tianjian sect can become famous in the Kingdom and will be strongly supported by the Qingyang kingdom.

    Tianjian sect valued this contest, and other sects also valued it. Tianjian sect is just one of the weak sects in Qingyang kingdom. Although they are both second-class, there is a big gap.

    "Grandpa, what are you doing?" Ye Mengxi asked curiously at the table.

    "Oh, Mengxi, it''s all right. I''m looking for someone to volunteer to join broken Jianfeng and help broken Jianfeng compete." Wang Xufei squeezed out a little smile and said gently.

    "Oh, why don''t they join the broken sword peak?" Ye Mengxi wondered. According to the truth, there are few people in the broken sword peak, but there are many resources on average. Joining the broken sword peak should be more comfortable than the disciples of other peaks.

    Wang Xufei smiled bitterly. The relationship between broken Jianfeng and the prefecture is very poor. Who doesn''t know Jiangning County? Who dares to join the broken sword peak?

    "You are still young, you will understand later." Wang Xufei didn''t want Ye Mengxi to participate in this matter, changed the topic and asked, "Mengxi, what''s the level of cultivation now?"

    "Hey, Grandpa, the skill given by my brother is so difficult to practice. It''s only nine times to refine Qi. It''s stuck in the blood burning realm." Ye Mengxi said with regret on his face.

    "Poof..." Wang Xufei just took a sip of tea and was scared by Ye Mengxi''s words!

    Five! The nine levels of Qi refining are equivalent to the nine levels of body refining of great martial arts. This is also called the skill method. Is it difficult to practice? Let other disciples feel embarrassed!

    "Refining Qi jiuzhong? Can you defeat that man?" Wang Xufei asked, pointing to a little disciple of refining body Wuzhong, who didn''t believe Ye Mengxi''s fighting power.

    "No problem, this kind of rookie can''t even beat my magic bird. It must not beat me!" Ye Mengxi vowed.

    "Hey, little master, what are you talking about? What do you mean, I can''t beat even me! Am I so weak?" the parrot trotted over with his fat body and asked discontentedly.

    "Shut up! Are you stronger than me?" Ye Mengxi glared and threatened.

    The parrot shook his head again and again. It was the so-called wealth must be lusty and power must be bent. Looking at Ye Mengxi, he asked, how dare he say he is better than her.

    "Grandpa, I represent Po Jianfeng to participate in the elite competition!" Ye Mengxi packed up the parrot and felt that he could solve some problems for his family, so he took the initiative to propose.

    "No, you are still young. In case of injury, how can I tell your mother?" Wang Xufei resolutely refused.

    "Do you think I''m three or four years old? I''m five years old! I can fight to break Jianfeng. My brother told me that strength depends on fighting, not practicing. I don''t care. Grandpa, please let me sign up, or I''ll let my brother come out and sign up for me!" Ye Mengxi was tough and coquettish. He looked more like a teaser, The five-year-old guy still looks down on the three or four-year-old.

    "OK, OK! I''ll sign you up..." Wang Xufei was helpless. He had to send someone away first to ask ye QingHan.

    Half an hour later, ye QingHan only heard a word, which seemed to be ruthless.

    "Let go and know your life and death."

    Wang Xufei obviously didn''t expect that ye QingHan would spread such a cold sentence. Ye Mengxi was only five years old.

    However, he could see that ye QingHan really cared about ye Mengxi. He felt that ye QingHan was confident in Ye Mengxi''s strength. He had no reason to worry, so he reported Ye Mengxi''s name.

    When tianjianzong learned that there were people competing in broken Jianfeng, they thought it was ye QingHan, but they didn''t expect it was five-year-old Ye Mengxi. The laughter spread all over tianjianzong and echoed in the valley.

    ……。

    Late at night, in the prefectural palace, situ Yunxiao faced a man in black without any emotional fluctuation, just like a dead man.

    "If you have something to say," situ Yunxiao said coldly.

    "There''s news from Tianjian sect that ye QingHan is building a spirit soldier with more than four grades in the back mountain of Qijian peak. His own strength is comparable to the middle and even the peak state of burning blood. If there are spirit soldiers with more than four grades, it''s probably difficult to deal with." the man in Black said respectfully.

    "Hum, a bastard''s son, also wants to turn over!" situ Yunxiao stepped out of the prefectural palace, and quickly disappeared in Jiangning County.

    Gaoyang County, in the north of Jiangning County, is one of the largest cities and counties in Qingyang kingdom. It is the peak of the second-class City, which is much larger than Jiangning County.

    There is not only the prince''s residence of Gaoyang County, but also an organization that makes people turn pale. It is said that even the Qingyang kingdom should respect three-thirds of the terrorist organization. It is said that as long as it takes action, it has never failed, but it seems that it failed once last time, and it was defeated in the hands of Ye QingHan.

    Gaoyang County, Xuelin street, the slate is red, as if soaked in blood. It''s gloomy and terrible. Usually few people are willing to walk here.

    Here is the bloody industry, with a radius of kilometers, full of gloomy and evil spirit. The red lanterns are hung high and quiet.

    Situ Yunxiao wore a black veil and was wrapped tightly. He stepped into the blood evil spirit sub hall, as if he had entered hell.

    "Target, identity."

    A gloomy and hoarse voice came from the room, making people''s scalp numb.

    Situ Yunxiao took out a token from his arms. It was engraved with the word "blood" and a "4" in the lower right corner. It was very gloomy and bloody, as if it had been taken out of the blood pool.

    "It turned out to be VIP No. 4. The last mission failed, ignoring the existence of Lingbao Pavilion, and his cultivation is not what you said. He needs to add Lingjing." the voice in the room came again, breaking the silence at night.

    "His cultivation is at the beginning of the blood burning realm, but his combat power is equivalent to the peak of the blood burning realm. Now I want to see his head in three days in the mountain behind the Qijian peak of the Tianjian sect! You say the price." situ Yunxiao''s voice is deep and hoarse, which is obviously deliberately covered up.

    "The peak of the blood burning realm? It seems that I need to go out in person. The blood devil will give some compensation for the failure of the last mission. The genius at this level originally needed 100 pieces of inferior Lingjing as a reward, and this time you received 70 pieces." the people in the house still didn''t show up and hid in the dark.

    "Seventy pieces of cheap Lingjing! It''s worth it if you can exchange Mr. Ma for a horse in person." situ Yunxiao put down thirty pieces of cheap Lingjing as a deposit, and then said in a low voice, "I''ll take the head in three days. I hope Mr. Ma won''t let me down."

    "Hum, I have killed countless enemies more than a thousand times in my life. Even the two-star masters who are about to break into the bitter sea have been killed by me. Do you need to worry about dealing with a child?" the voice in the room is full of discontent and arrogance.

    Situ Yunxiao raised his mouth slightly, bowed slightly, hugged his fist and said, "then I''ll wait for good news."

    Situ Yunxiao retreated. Out of the room came an old man in black spirit armor, wearing a ghost tooth mask, like a devil. With a move, he took Lingjing and came out of the blood to the street.

    ……

    The next day, tianjianzong gathered in the martial arts training ground. Jianao and other eight peaks were in charge. Nearly half of the disciples signed up for the competition to compete for 24 elite places. On behalf of tianjianzong, they participated in the big competition of Qingyang Kingdom and tried to enter the breaking martial arts college.

    The number of broken Jianfeng is only one, and it is only five years old. However, after the arrogance of the parrot, it takes the lead.

    "The first place in this elite competition must be my little master. I won''t accept it!"

    People looked at the fat parrot and always wanted to pluck and roast it. Some people''s eyes made the parrot''s scalp numb.

    However, ye QingHan didn''t care about all this. He threw himself on the refining vessel. After two days and nights of hard work, the red flame sand and purple gold cold iron finally melted, the golden liquid surged, and the temperature climbed to more than 10000 degrees. Even the strong in the cave could no longer get close to the refining furnace.

    The level of the refining furnace is beyond ye QingHan''s expectation. It can withstand such a high temperature. On the contrary, the indoor temperature is not so terrible.

    "Hoo... Finally melted!"

    Ye QingHan has a fine awn in his eyes. The most important step of refining is to melt the materials. He has high requirements for his own Zhenyuan and refining furnace!

    The next step is shaping. Each step is very important according to your desired shape, array settings in the heavy crazy knife, and other requirements.

    Red soft gold can increase the flexibility of soldiers with five grades. It is the most important material for soldiers with more than five grades.

    Ye QingHan put most of the red soft gold into the smelter furnace. The red soft gold melted rapidly at a high temperature of 10000 degrees and fused into the molten iron.

    Goo Goo

    The liquid cold iron as like as two peas, and the material is fused together. The leaves are light and cold, and the heavy iron knife models are made of ordinary iron trough, which is exactly the same as the seven foot heavy maniac of that year.

    "Jane chenxue, come and help!"

    For the first time, ye QingHan took the initiative to call Jian chenxue in cultivation.

    Jane chenxue looks at the red refining furnace and is frightened. Once the refining furnace explodes, the boiling liquid inside can make them die instantly.

    Click

    The temperature in the refining furnace climbed to the top, the mechanism at the bottom of the refining furnace was opened, and the liquid quickly flowed in the stone body mother groove of the seven foot crazy knife. The stone quickly melted and even burned!

    "Pour all Zhenyuan into my body!" ye QingHan clapped his palms on the stone body mother groove of the seven foot heavy crazy knife. Zhenyuan poured out, wrapped the mother groove and imprisoned the liquefied molten iron.

    Hiss

    Zhenyuan is ignited by the high temperature, with white eyes and great terror. This is the one that consumes Zhenyuan most. Without Zhenyuan as capital, no matter how good the materials are, they can''t refine top-grade soldiers!

    Ye QingHan feels that his Zhenyuan is in a bottomless pit. His aura is drained, his skin is dry, and his blood is burning.

    Pop!

    Without hesitation, Jian chenxue quickly pressed his palms on ye QingHan''s back. Zhenyuan roared in his body and rushed to the mother slot along ye QingHan''s muscles and veins.

    With the help of Jian chenxue, ye QingHan took the opportunity to devour a large number of blood burning pills and Zhenyuan pills, forming a recyclable array.

    The temperature in the mother tank remains high, and the liquid iron is still boiling. However, the seven foot heavy crazy knife is formed. As long as it is cooled and polished, it can become a real five grade war soldier!

    Beyond the nine clouds, cumulus clouds roll and thunder roars. It seems that they are looking for war soldiers to cross the robbery. The pressure envelops Jiangning County, and the pressure people can''t breathe.