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Chapter 139 Breaking the Army

Under Tang Jing's extremely surprised gaze, Qin Jie actually put the Bodhi liquid he had obtained back, then lay down, carefully looked at the bronze sword at the bottom, and dragged it out with great effort.

This is a veritable big knife with a sharp edge of six feet and a handle of four feet. It is more than one meter long when standing, and it is more than one end higher than Qin Jie and Tang Jing. Moreover, both the body and the handle of the knife are made of a piece of bronze, which is extremely heavy. You must know that Qin Jie's physical strength is now 800 kilograms, and with his strength, it is so difficult to drag it, which shows how heavy it is.

"This is also the best Taoist weapon you treasure?"

Qin Jie's hands burst out layer by layer, and finally barely lifted the big knife in his hand. The blade hit the ground. Then he heard a low sound. The floor made by Qinggangyan below was suddenly cracked by a crack that could be seen from the naked eye. Tang Jing's side made of him and his eyelids twitched.

Tang Jing was silent for a while after hearing this, and after a long time, he squeezed out a word from the gap between his teeth: "Yes."

As a teacher in the palm library, Tang Jing naturally knew how many assets the City Martial Arts Academy had. Not to mention these dozen top-grade Taoist instruments, even middle-grade Taoist instruments were well known. However, he really didn't have much impression of the obviously old sword in Qin Jie's hand at this moment. He didn't know which guy threw this thing in at the beginning. It seemed that there was no special place except for the extremely heavy weight.

The influx of each system of Taoist power is completely like a stone sinking into the sea, without any weapon stunts, and even the minimum blade is not even a blade. If you use it to fight, it seems that the only use is to make the other party into a meat pie with its incredible weight.

"One thousand six hundred kilograms." Qin Jie finally came to this conclusion after measuring it silently.

This bronze sword weighs 1,600 kilograms. Even with Qin Jie's current inhuman power, he could only barely hold it in his hands for a moment. As for using it for combat, it was something that he could not even think about. He really had to take it to the battlefield. Not to mention that he could exert some combat power, Qin Jie could exhaust himself to death within a moment.

After careful observation up and down, Qin Jie's eyes finally stopped at the tip of the knife handle, where two ancient seal script dark gold characters were engraved, Po Jun.

Po Jun? Qin Jie frowned and searched for information related to him in his mind. Qi Sha, Po Jun, and Tan Lang are named Sha Po Lang. This is the widely known Ziwei fate, but it is rare to say that these three stars are named as weapons. However, in Qin Jie's previous life experience, he happened to have contacted a very strange and powerful assassin. He fought with him twice and was invincible. The short sword he used was called Qi Sha.

Judging from the name of Qi Sha and Po Jun, the assassin's Qi Sha Sword does not have any special weapons and martial arts, and it gives people the feeling that it is simply fast. Not only is it fast, but it also has a very fast blade. It is completely different from the thick and edgeless Po Jun sword in his hand.

Perhaps, it is really the work of the same forging master.

"I want it." Qin Jie looked up and down at the Pojun sword in his hand with satisfaction, and made a choice without hesitation.

"Are you sure?" Tang Jing couldn't help but be stunned and looked at Qin Jie with suspicion.

As a teacher in the palm library, Tang Jing's eyesight is not as vicious as ordinary people. However, even so, he could not see anything good in this giant sword. He could only see the scheming that Qin Jie showed before would be so brainless that he would not be present or even Bodhi liquid, just to get back this pile of useless scrap copper.

Qin Jie nodded quickly. This Pojun sword was a pile of scrap copper in the eyes of ordinary people, but for him who had made up his mind to cultivate physical strength, it was almost tailor-made. As long as the physical strength was raised, this Pojun would sooner or later become an irresistible killer in his hands. The weight of 1,600 kilograms, coupled with the amazingly rising power of Qin Jie himself, the destructive power he could exert made him feel scared by thinking about it.

What's more, in the short moment when Po Jun started, Qin Jie clearly felt a sense in his heart that could only be understood but not expressed. Intuition told him that Po Jun was far more than just a heavy blade!

"It's interesting, I hope you don't regret it." Tang Jing looked at Qin Jie deeply and said. He couldn't help but have the urge to study this Pojun carefully at this moment. However, since he had already said that, he naturally couldn't do such a price reduction. No matter whether this Pojun is really magical, since Qin Jie can take it out of the dust, he can only say that it has a fate with Qin Jie.

Qin Jie smiled and carried Po Jun on his shoulder with a little difficulty, without the intention of putting him in the Sumeru Ring. The load-bearing capacity of the ordinary Sumeru Ring is limited, and basically one thousand pounds is the limit. If Po Jun is thrown into it directly, it is very likely that the entire Sumeru space will collapse directly.

Tang Jing looked at Po Jun pressing against Qin Jie, who was slightly thin, and the corner of his mouth couldn't help but twitch. Po Jun's size was much larger than Qin Jie, and the weight was more than ten times more. Such a giant thing was carried on Qin Jie's shoulder. This picture was a bit weird no matter how you look at it, and it was strange, with a bit of shocking impact.

Leading Qin Jie out of the original road, before pushing open the last door, Tang Jing suddenly stopped, turned to look at Qin Jie hesitated for a moment, and spoke, "What is the special thing about this knife?"

In addition to being a teacher at the Zhangku, Tang Jing himself is also a martial arts master who is extremely fanatical about various Taoist weapons. Therefore, even if he is cold-faced and cold-faced, he can't help but ask Qin Jie. Because, apart from his weight, he really can't see anything that can make Qin Jie like this Pojun.

"Special place?" Qin Jie smiled playfully and grinned, "I don't know either. After all, this is the first time I met it, isn't it?"

Tang Jing stopped hearing this, and then he couldn't help but look disappointed. Although it was indeed the first time Qin Jie saw Po Jun, if he didn't notice any special things, Tang Jing wouldn't believe it at all.

"However, although I don't know what my new friend has, at least, I already know that it is definitely not as simple as it can be shown." Qin Jie said, and suddenly held a knife in his hands and tried hard to hold Po Jun in front of him. Then, the next scene made Tang Jing's eyes completely widen.
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