Chapter 1201: The adorable little general who has become the "Oiran" (86)
"You and I all know that the weapons of the Beihu people are all made of a kind of mysterious iron material that is unique to their Beihu. Therefore, the weapons are chopped at each other, and the damage and wounds caused are the same as Xuanyuan, even Xuanyuan. The weapons of the Central Plains countries are different."
While speaking, Xiang Xing suddenly stretched out his slender fingers and pointed to the traces on the sword, "And these are not caused by Beihu's weapons."
"...What does this mean?"
Xiang Junxian was a little puzzled when he heard it, his brows frowned, "This sword has been with his father for many years, and the opponents he has encountered are naturally more than the Beihu army."
However, Xiang Xing curled his lips and smiled.
"Then, have you used this sword to fight against my Xuanyuan Army?"
As she said, she suddenly took out a small prismatic hidden weapon from her waist, couldn't help but directly transported her internal force into it, and swiped it towards the blade.
After a burst of lightning and flint, Xiang Junxian's sword had another trace of exactly the same wound.
Xiang Junxian froze, but he bent down subconsciously and observed the blade carefully.
His eyes widened in disbelief for a few moments.
That's right, the new trace that my daughter drew on is almost exactly the same as some lines on the blade.
And both have the same characteristics-double edge marks.
The so-called double blade is a relatively special weapon structure. As the name suggests, it is a sharp and smooth blade. In fact, it uses a very clever casting method to fuse two pieces of extremely refined black iron into one. .
The invisible double-edged weapon created in this way has a deeper lethality and a very strong tearing effect, which can take the opponent's life more quickly and efficiently.
And this kind of double-edged weapon can only be produced by one person in the world.
That was Qin Fei, the gatekeeper of the Imperial Capital Ouyang Taiwei's Mansion, the world's number one swordsman.
Thinking of this, Xiang Junxian's expression suddenly fell cold, his hands clenched tightly.
In the lowered voice, there was a faint anger: "So those Beihu people...was Ouyang Wang sent someone to pretend to be!? How dare he collide with the enemy!!"
As he said, he was stunned again, and his eyes filled with incomprehension again, "No, if everything is what he did, then why is it like Xing'er you said, at the last moment when he is about to succeed? Change Xi to resolve that conspiracy?"
Isn't this very contradictory.
"I don't know this, Grandpa never told me."
Xiang Xing put down his sword, and his eyes fell faintly on Xiang Junxian again.
The pink lips curled up slightly, "Grandpa only said that they would drive you to a desperate situation back then because you have an iron proof that can solve all the mysteries and keep Taiwei Ouyang from turning back forever."
After that, she didn't wait for Xiang Junxian to react, so she quickly shot and brushed his waist.
But in a moment, a red sandalwood waist plate engraved with the word "item" appeared in her palm.
Then, Xiang Junxian saw that the family waist card that he had cherished for more than ten years was actually held by his daughter's hands, and with a slight effort... it broke into two pieces! !
"...Xing'er, what are you doing!!"
He roared anxiously, rushed forward, and stretched out his hand to grab it with a heartache.
However, Xiang Xing had picked up light work early, and easily stepped back and avoided.
The next action made Xiang Junxian stop in amazement.
I saw that she actually took out a small khaki oily paper bag from the broken waist card.