Sword of the God of War
He couldn't help but blurt it out.
Long Fei didn't know what was going on either.
With a single glance, he could tell that there was something wrong with the blade of the Demon Suppressing Sword. It was as if his eyes had some sort of special enhancement.
Long Fei had not done much research on swords.
Logically speaking, he shouldn't be able to tell.
However …
Ever since he started training with Sword Elder, his perception of swords had become extremely strong. It was as if every sword was like a person, and he could tell whether a person was good or bad with a single glance.
Long Fei's words caused the people from the Immortal Martial Pavilion to quieten down.
An old man stared at Long Fei.
A waiter immediately said, "Kid, you can't speak carelessly."
The rough man took the sword and walked in front of Long Fei, saying, "I have already paid the money. The sword is now mine, and it has nothing to do with the Immortal Martial Pavilion. You said that there was a problem with the sword's edge. What problem is there?"
"If you don't give me a good explanation today, I won't let you off so easily."
It was obvious.
The rough-looking man was somewhat displeased.
He had seen the Demon Suppressing Sword more than once and studied it in detail. There were no flaws in it at all. It could be said that it was a peak-level weapon among Level 9 Immortal Weapons.
There couldn't be a problem.
Su Su's eyes tensed up. She was a little worried.
Long Fei was not afraid. He took the sword and unsheathed the scabbard. His fingers slid across the back of the sword. He closed his eyes and calmed his mind.
It was as if Long Fei was the only person left in the world.
It was a very special feeling.
Long Fei himself was a little dazed. He actually had the ability to sense swords.
"Buzz!"
His two fingers slashed across, and the blade of the sword shook slightly.
It released a light buzzing sound that was pleasing to the ears, carrying waves of demon suppressing power.
However …
Amidst this soft sound, there were traces of broken joints.
Suddenly.
Long Fei's two fingers stopped at a spot. He opened his eyes and said softly, "The sword edge here was broken before. It was repaired, but it wasn't repaired very well. If it encountered an Immortal Artifact of the same level, it would break in one strike."
The crowd did not understand. Most of them felt like they were listening to a book from heaven.
However …
The eyes of the old man in the corner flashed with excitement.
As soon as he finished speaking.
The rough man furrowed his brows and snatched the Demon Suppressing Sword back. He looked at the place Long Fei had pointed at and carefully examined it. However, he could not find any traces of repair.
The waiter shouted, "Brat, how could the Immortal Weapon from my Immortal Martial Pavilion be repaired? Are you here to cause trouble? Why don't you take a look at what kind of place the Immortal Martial Pavilion is? How can it allow you to behave so atrociously? "
"Guards!"
"Get him out of here."
In an instant.
Four men rushed out, and each of them was at the peak of the Venerable Realm.
The four hired thugs were already at such a high realm. The martial prowess of the Immortal Martial City far exceeded that of the East Imperial City by an unknown number of times. Furthermore, the influence of the Immortal Martial Pavilion was not simple.
Tan Dapao moved his arm slightly and shielded Long Fei's body. He was ready to fight at any moment.
Long Fei said faintly, "Whether I'm talking nonsense or not, we'll know once we try."
The coarse man also shouted, "You're right, we'll know once we try."
Actually.
Long Fei also wanted to know if he could really know the crux of the sword with a single glance.
The waiter said with disdain: "Let's try, brat. Let's make it clear first, if you're wrong, then you'll have to crawl out of this Immortal Martial Pavilion."
Long Fei said: "Then what if I'm right?"
The waiter coldly snorted, and said: "That's impossible, every single Immortal Weapon in the Immortal Martial Pavilion comes from the hands of the refining master that our Immortal Martial Pavilion serves. It's impossible for what you said to happen."
The coarse man said: "Who has a Stage Nine Immortal Weapon to try?"
Long Fei said again: "No need for the Stage Nine, a Stage Eight Immortal Weapon is enough."
He wouldn't stop until he was shocked to death.
The Demon Suppressing Sword was a Peak Stage Nine Immortal Weapon, but now … Even a Stage Eight Immortal Weapon could not clash head on?
The waiter was so angry that his eyes were blazing. He immediately took out a weapon from the shelf and said: "This is a Stage Eight Berserker Sword. Its weight is about the same, but its destructive power is not as strong as the Demon Suppressing Sword."
The coarse man took the Berserker Sword and clashed it with both hands.
"Clang!"
The Demon Suppressing Sword shattered.
A section of it was broken.
The scene instantly quietened down, as if time had stopped. Everyone looked at the broken Demon Suppressing Sword, dumbfounded.
Even the waiter himself was dumbfounded.
How could this be?
Impossible!
It was impossible.
The coarse man looked at Long Fei, then looked at the broken Demon Suppressing Sword in his hand, and then said with a heavy voice: "Thank you!"
Then.
The coarse man walked to the counter and threw the broken sword, "I know that the Immortal Martial Pavilion has a strong background, but if you don't give me an explanation for today's matter, even if I die, I will fight to the death here."
His heart tensed up.
Actually, no one knew that he was going to use this sword to fight to the death.
If not for Long Fei, then … In the most important battle of his life, he would die!
The waiter was also panicking, "You just said that this sword was already bought by you. Now that it's broken, it has nothing to do with our Immortal Martial Pavilion, so …"
"Return the money to him!"
Suddenly.
The old man in the corner walked out and said indifferently.
The waiter immediately lowered his head and said: "Yes, Elder Ye!"
Ye Qingshan looked at Long Fei and smiled faintly, saying: "Little brother, your understanding of swords is truly extraordinary. You are right, this Demon Suppressing Sword has indeed been repaired, it is just a small gap, yet you were able to discover it.
Long Fei said slightly: "I only know a little."
Ye Qingshan said: "Little brother is too modest, this old man still has a sword, I wonder if little brother can come and take a look?"
Just as Ye Qingshan finished speaking, Lan Mei immediately said: "You can't go."
Su Su also said: "If you break his sword and ruin his business, how can you have a good time if you go in?"
Ye Qingshan looked at Long Fei, but did not force him, and said: "Because that sword is too big, it is impossible to move here, so if little brother is willing, please move a bit. After the appraisal, regardless of whether you can appraise anything, you can choose any of the Immortal Weapons on the first floor."
The surrounding people were all dumbfounded.
Even the worst Immortal Weapon on the first floor cost tens of millions of Primordial Crystals.
This was practically giving away a gift.
All of them were envious.
Su Su and Lan Mei shook Long Fei's arm, indicating that he should not go.
Long Fei said: "Alright!"
If they wanted to attack him, there was no need to hide.
Ye Qingshan smiled faintly, and said: "This old man thanks you in advance."
"Follow me."
Long Fei followed, and said to Su Su, "Wait for me here, I will be right back."
They followed.
The Immortal Martial Pavilion was one of the top Spirit Weapon Pavilions in the City of Immortal Fate. All the Immortal Weapons were made by the weapon forging masters they served.
If it were some ordinary Immortal Weapon, Long Fei would not have to appraise it.
It must be something special.
Long Fei wanted to know what was so special about that sword.
He followed Ye Qingshan to the backyard. It was very spacious, and there was nothing special about it. Ye Qingshan took out a black cloth and handed it to Long Fei, saying: "Sorry for the trouble."
Long Fei covered his eyes.
Ye Qingshan also grabbed Long Fei's hand, and said: "Follow me."
There was a sudden sound.
Long Fei felt as if he had fallen into a deep pit.
However …
A powerful force was holding him back, and his mind, sea of consciousness, and any other senses had disappeared in that instant. There must be some treasure controlling this place.
After a long time.
Long Fei stood on flat ground.
Before he could take off the black cloth, he heard the complaints of a few elders: "Ye Qingshan, why did you bring a stranger here?"
"Are you crazy?"
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