There is only one knife placed in the temporary inventory of the forging furnace. Since it is the only item, it has become the default option. You can see the attributes of the item at a glance, and the word "top quality" is added!

The ultimate blood-dropping knife.

Compared with the third-grade blood-dropping knife, the fourth-grade demon knife is 20% more toxic, 50% sharper, 35% tougher, and can break armor by 170%...

Zhang Tianliu didn't have time to set the attributes of attack power, so he could only use it as a comparison, but this improvement is too terrifying.

Especially the 170% armor piercing. Although there is no improvement or increase shown, it should be strengthened by 70%, but it is terrifying enough and can definitely break the defense of the Sickle Demon!

This is a genuine demon sword.

Although the ordinary blood-dropping knife made by Zhang Tianliu is comparable to the top ten demon knives, or even stronger, it just lacks flexibility, such as the multiple changes of the mandarin duck's double blades. As for the others, Zhang Tianliuzi has heard of two of them, one of which is Wang Qi's.

What he told him fell into the hands of Sanwuyan,

The name "Zhan Tu" is a machete. He has never seen it before. The other one he has seen is in Yin Runan's hand. It is the dagger he used to assassinate Crab Woman. It is called "Bone Scale". What is it specifically?

He didn't know the magic effect. He only judged from the Yuanyang Blade that the Blood-dropping Knife was much stronger than the original Yuanyang Blade.

Because the refining of the Yuanyang Blade was a bit rough, the bamboo leaf sword that Zhang Tianliu later imitated for Mu Wan was stronger, more flexible, and more versatile. Of course, it consumed more!

It's called the Demon Sword, but it's actually at the peak of the mortal realm, at the third level.

And this top-quality blood-drying knife is the real demon knife!

"How could this happen?" Zhang Tianliu was really surprised. This is not a game, but it will also produce top quality results!

Interface popup: The first reason is that individual red sickle beetles are strong and weak, and their eight claws are also strong and weak. The second reason is that the refining proficiency of the red sickle claws is improved, and the forging proficiency of the blood-dropping knife is improved...

After reading it, Zhang Tianliu hurriedly asked: "How high are the chances?"

Interface popup: one seventh.

"I only fought seven times in total." Zhang Tianliu was happy.

Interface pop-up text: The number of forged blood-dropping knives has been increased, and the chance of getting the best one will be more accurate.

Zhang Tianliu asked again: "Is it the same for other people's forging?"

Interface pop-up: The probability of big data and the probability of personal data are not equivalent.

Zhang Tianliu understood, that is to say, depending on the individual's material selection, refining and forging proficiency, the chance of getting the best product will naturally be different!

Big data refers to all strangers, and personal data is limited to yourself.

"Gong Ziliu, help, why are you still standing there?" In the distance, Wang Yangchong spotted Zhang Tianliu on the mountain peak at the edge of the sea of ​​fog, and quickly raised his energy to call for help.

"Don't make any noise." Zhang Tianliu impatiently hit two lines of infuriating energy. In the blink of an eye, a red sickle beetle twenty miles away suddenly roared pitifully, like a cicada, but the sound was deeper.

, but it made the eardrums of nearby people bulge.

Many of the refugees covered their ears in pain, with hideous expressions on their faces, obviously made uncomfortable by the noise.

Although Red Scythe was in pain, he kept waving his sickle claws, but he lost his previous precision and was just dancing blindly.

The monks who fought against the Red Scythe beetle discovered that the Red Scythe was blind in both eyes!

Why are you so blind?

No one found out who did it!

Only Wang Yangchong noticed it and was speechless for a moment: "Why are you still standing there in a daze? Let's do it!"

Everyone who reacted rushed forward and rushed behind Chi Lian, using spells to bombard him indiscriminately, including palm thunder, small fireballs, and ice arrows. They were all long-range attacks, and they did not dare to get close.

Even so, Chi Lian was killed alive.

Then everyone divides the materials, and how can we take care of the refugees?

Wang Yangchong had no choice but to organize his team to move forward slowly to the northwest. After all, there were too many refugees, and the mountains to the east of Wuhai were so steep that even big dogs and mounts could not climb them, let alone the elderly, weak women and children, so they could only take a detour from the north.

Entered.

Wang Yangchong was very surprised, what was Gong Ziliu still doing? He was motionless, and he didn't care to say hello. As long as Gong Ziliu could help, it was enough. This guy's sniper kills were famous all over the world.

At present, most of the Red Scythes are attacking the towns, and only a few of them are chasing the refugees. Although a few of them seem to have heard the death screams of their companions and chased them, they were all killed by Zhang Tianliu's sniper and were surrounded and killed by the monks.

die.

After being flooded by the sea tide, there was a month-long exodus and the migration of millions of people. Nearly half a million refugees entered the Sea of ​​Fog.

However, not many people feel happy, but are worried. In their view, the sea of ​​fog is not a place to stay for a long time!

Most of them want to flee to the north, and it is best to attach themselves to the jurisdiction of the Yunluo Sect or the Zhendao Sect. Only these long-standing sects can give them protection.

And what does Wushan have?

Whether Lao Shizi's Wushan sect can protect him is another matter. He only lives in a small Wushan town, things are too expensive, there is no place to live, and it is already overcrowded!

Wushan Town can accommodate up to 100,000 people. This was due to Shu Granny's expansion. When Zhang Tianliu came, it could only accommodate 30,000 to 50,000 people.

It grew tenfold in one go, not to mention the overcrowding.

Fortunately, the Wushan sect is big!

It occupied several mountains and built many dormitories for disciples, which could have accommodated ten thousand people. However, its reputation was too small, and only a few hundred disciples were recruited before.

This time Mo Ya is going to have a big fight!

Zhang Tianliu also wants to do something big, not to help Mo Ya, but to purchase materials to refine weapons.

He also wanted the carapace of the previous three red scythes, and planned to research a set of armor for sale, and also to find out how high the chance of getting the best one was.

There are so many red sickle carapacees, think about how many three basketball courts would be stacked up!

It’s just that this thing is not easy to refine unless better refining technology is used!

Zhang Tianliu is currently studying this, so he sits opposite the blacksmith shop, staring with his legs crossed.

The blacksmith didn't care at first, but after a while he felt strange. Why was this guy staring at him?

He is a stinky old man who is forging iron, what is so good about him?

He looks like a stinky old man, but he was actually a weapons master who was rampant six hundred years ago!

Boss Mo's kitchen knife was made by him, and he never needed to sharpen it. He didn't dare to say that he could kill monsters, and it shouldn't be a problem to fight against third-grade mortal soldiers.

Zhang Tianliu walked over, took out a piece of insect beetle and said, "Can this thing be refined?"

The blacksmith was stunned, nodded and said: "What do you want to hit? Armor? Or a knife?"

"Knife." Zhang Tianliu picked the one that was higher.

"Twenty gold, no bargaining." The blacksmith took it and entered the house.

Zhang Tianliu also followed in.

"What are you doing? Are you planning to steal a master?" The blacksmith obviously saw through Zhang Tianliu's thoughts.

Zhang Tianliu said with a smile: "I think you really want me to steal it."

"Haha, if you can learn it by watching, I will let you steal it, old man." The blacksmith has full confidence in his craftsmanship.

It is impossible to learn the art of weapon refining without step-by-step instruction. If Zhang Tianliu really learns it after seeing it once, the blacksmith will be so happy and there will be successors!

Not many people are willing to learn this stuff. In ancient times, cultivators had elixir fire, but today's monks have earth fire. He, a man of ordinary fire and iron, worked hard to make some gadgets, but who would spend the time to learn it.

"The refining of sickle armor requires a gentle fire. It can't be too fast. If it melts, it can't be too soft. It's useless if it's soft. It depends on its material. You have to remove all the slag inside and refine the armor into silk. It's not just the same process.

The power of the sun is hard to control!"

The blacksmith burns the carapace as if it were a piece of iron, but it doesn't get red or charred. It almost looks unchanged, but every time he puts the hammer aside on the iron felt, he can always break out a little dry slag.

After a full hour, the refined silk armor with a surface like hair appeared!
Chapter completed!