Chapter 928: Who forged this thing?

"I don't have the time to chat with you here!"
On the second floor of [First-Class Weapon Shop], Yang Chen's voice slowly spread, and his tone suddenly cooled, as if a biting cold wind, people couldn't help shivering, and there was a chill in his heart.
This group of refiners looked at Zhu Rongjian, which was melted into molten iron on the ground, and they all stayed on the spot, and did not respond for a long time.
They don't seem to understand why the artwork they are proud of has become so fragile in Yang Chen's hands?
"What to do? These things don't seem to suit him?"
"It really doesn't work, just take that thing out?"
"You mean..."
"No, absolutely not. Even if he has taken a fancy to that thing, the refiner is no longer in our first-class refiner!"
"But now, there is only this way!"
At this time, a group of refiners suddenly whispered in a low voice, as if they were discussing something. Hearing the conversation, Yang Chen raised his brows slightly, and his eyes showed curiosity: "What's wrong? Do you have any good things that you haven't taken out? If there are good things, please don't hide your privates, no matter how much money. , You can pay it down!"
Hearing what Yang Chen said, the leading refiner was silent for a moment, stepped forward, and said to Yang Chen: "Sir, we do have a good thing here, but it's not a sword. You can come with us to take a look. Look! As for whether it suits your appetite, let's wait for you to read it!"
The refiner said, just turned around and walked to the side. Then he raised his hand and gently patted the corner of the wall. After the mechanism was touched, an iron box was exposed to everyone's sight.
Several prohibited talismans were pasted on this iron box, which was carefully preserved. I saw that after the craftsman tapped on the talisman twice, he heard a "hum" sound, and the iron box immediately "clicked". "I opened it myself.
Then, an exquisite emerald green dagger was exposed to the air.
This dagger is very delicately made, small and exquisite, and the handle of the dagger is also inlaid with two golden gems, its inner spiritual power is full, and it emits a sharp light in the air.
The moment he saw the dagger, Yang Chen's heart jumped. He couldn't help but stretched out his hand, touched the dagger, and gently held it in his hand.
A light touch suddenly came from the hand.
The dagger was held in his hand, quite light, as light as nothing.
"it is good!"
Yang Chen couldn't help but spit out a word, his eyes also showed excitement, what kind of weapon, what kind of quality, a knowledgeable person can see it at a glance. And like this dagger, Yang Chen naturally saw it at a glance. This dagger was not comparable to those crooked melons.
Then, Yang Chen raised his right hand, and the cyan energy rushed out from the palm of his right hand, covering his five fingers. Under these cyan energy, Yang Chen's right hand seemed to be covered with a layer of jade, looking smooth and beautiful.
Yang Chen held this dagger directly and cautiously stabbed it towards his right hand.
puff……
As the dagger pierced, it could be seen that the green light on Yang Chen's right hand immediately resembled a discouraged ball, and it was cut open with ease. And the sharpness of the dagger directly cut Yang Chen's skin away, and the red blood seeped from Yang Chen's wound, ticking to the ground.
"it is good!"
Seeing this scene, Yang Chen uttered a word again, and the excitement in his eyes rose to a new level. He didn't care about the pain in his hand at all, or it seemed that Yang Chen didn't feel the pain at all. At this moment, his attention was all on this dagger.
"This is a sharp weapon for cutting iron like mud and blowing hair and breaking hair!" Yang Chen held this dagger and silently admired.
You know, Yang Chen now has the blessings of the two strengths of the Wild Ancient Immortal Body and the Martial Saint Realm, and the physical strength has long since been destroyed by ordinary weapons. And this dagger can actually cut his flesh, you can see how sharp this dagger is!
"Who made this dagger? I want to ask this master to help me build a weapon!" Yang Chen turned around, looked at the people behind him, and asked.
Hearing Yang Chen's words, the refiners didn't react too much. It seemed that they were not surprised that Yang Chen would like this dagger. The leading refiner groaned and said, "Sir, I am sorry to tell you that the refiner you like is not here. As early as a few months ago, he had left the refinery shop. !"
"left?"
Hearing this, Yang Chen's brows suddenly frowned.
"Yes, he already left a few months ago. To be precise... he has already left our first-class refiner!" The refiner sighed, with a look of sorrow in his eyes, and took it. After removing the dagger in Yang Chen's hand, he sighed: "This person is the first genius in my first-class refining industry for hundreds of years. It's a pity..."
Speaking of this, the refiner didn’t say any more, he seemed to be avoiding the topic, and then said:
This dagger is the last piece of art he left here. If you like it, I will give it to you. All right!"
"Give it to me?"
Yang Chen was taken aback for a moment.
"Yes." The refiner nodded and said with a smile: "Weapons are only given to people who are destined, sir, I can see that you are worthy of this dagger, and only you are worthy of being its owner!"
"it is good!"
Hearing this, Yang Chen nodded.
He knew that if he refused, he would anger the group of refiners, and immediately nodded. However, he still took out the ten million silver ticket from his arms, handed it to the refiner, and said, "Although this dagger was given to me, I just destroyed your Qingming Sword and Zhu Rong Sword. These money, as my compensation, please accept it!"
The refiner nodded, did not say much, and accepted the money.
However, Yang Chen turned around, and when he was about to leave this class of refiner, the refiner suddenly shouted behind him: "Wait a minute, sir!"
"Is there anything else?" Yang Chen glanced at him curiously.
The refiner smiled and said, "Sir, although the refiner is no longer here, he is still in the ghost market. If you have time to go to the ghost market’s boxing ring, you may still meet he!"
"Oh?"
Hearing this, Yang Chen raised his brows slightly, and suddenly became a little excited: "Really? What's his name?"
"His name is Tuoba Yao! He is a first-class fighter in the ghost market boxing field!" The refiner said quietly.