Chapter 75: Try This! This One Has More Power!

Under the craftsman's guidance, Aolang inserted the sword into the shield, activated the mechanism, transformed the weapon into a great axe, and swung it vigorously several times.

"Oh! This is good, Mudi, you try this quickly! This swings with more power than the Long Sword!" Aolang said, somewhat excited.

"The center of gravity of the Shield Axe is further forward than that of the Great Sword or the Long Sword, so the feel is very solid." The Dragon craftsman, familiar with the characteristics of every weapon, explained from the side.

After swinging wildly for a while, Aolang put the

Seeing Zhou Lao speak so seriously, Zhao Tianming knew this thing was no simple matter; however, he had not the slightest clue about it.

"Is that so?" Just as the Earl's words were halfway out, Locke's voice echoed from the darkness above, startling everyone; they immediately looked up, searching for the source of the sound, though doing so was futile.

Since they were operating in the fallen zone of the Blood Falcon Legion, no one dared to be careless after disembarking from the transport aircraft.

Tan Hui cast a spell to burn the corpses on the ground to ash, leaving only a green bead from the middle-aged Cultivator.

The director was baffled, unsure what was wrong with Han Shaoxun, the top actor, today; he was about to call a cut when he saw Ye Yaotiao, who had been hugging the male lead from behind, suddenly run to the front of Han Shaoxun, then lift her head and stare straight at the male lead.

It seemed her identity as a military expert made the Blue Army treat her with more caution, sparing her the same miserable fate as Tong Yuwan.

Ye Yaotiao said nothing; the hand holding her phone tightened slightly, her finger joints turning a bit white.

He raised his right hand and slowly clenched it into a fist; a wisp of black qi circled the fist, growing from sparse to dense, from faint to thick, gradually forming a black sphere. Slowly opening his clenched fist, it became a claw; the black gas moved with his hand, transforming into a large black claw that attached itself to his right hand.

In their view, missing such an opportunity to strengthen oneself for nothing was the act of a fool; to succeed, what did it matter to use a little cunning?

Bansaini, old and cunning as a spirit, spotted the problem at a glance and secretly glanced at Lin Wei. Bansaini clearly remembered that Lin Wei had only returned from Kaiweilin's room late last night after confirming the issue.

But I do not trust you; your "audience" is simply too terrifying..." Angel's stiff expression softened slightly; inwardly, he muttered, unsure whether to praise Audrey's memory of "Justice" or complain about his own carelessness.

Bazha laughed, drove Sun Zheng away, sat on the zither seat himself, closed his eyes, and placed both hands on the zither strings.

Although Zhao Zhanghe felt that with his modern knowledge he could make a living doing internal affairs, he had not come here just to make a living.

The lightning continued to temper, repeatedly washing these five newly formed, strange pills and infants. At the same time, the magical power cultivated since arriving in this world was also repeatedly tempered and refined.

Before even reaching the main gate, he saw Diao Chan sitting outside, propping her cheeks with both hands, as cute as could be.

Who would have thought that Chu Xuan, this frail, helpless boy bullied by Jiang Yuyuan, was actually a prince of the State of Chu; this news was too shocking, and A Jiu needed time to digest it properly.

Fortunately, he had already made corresponding preparations; using the corrupted extraordinary characteristic of the Sequel Master, the All-Black Eye, he created a clone of himself at the Tarot Meeting to serve as an identity for use when necessary, giving him the greatest security.

The two below the hall were Shen Mi and Lou Fa, subordinates of Gan Ning, and the one who had just spoken was none other than Shen Mi, who had once met He Si'an and was responsible for transmitting intelligence! The two were fellow townspeople of Gan Ning and were now weeping with tears streaming down their faces.

The youth wore white robes that fluttered in the wind blowing down the corridor. His features were like a painting, his complexion ruddy, like a porcelain doll that had drunk too much wine.

After staying a while longer to confirm there were no sparks, the three of them put away the offerings, hoisted the shovels, and descended the mountain.

"Stinky Lu Yu, leaving without a word, not even telling me," Tu Ka Feng muttered in a low voice.