The cow master in two positions, back and forth to each other with supplies, and then sold it out, such a thing has been done how many times, is definitely a senior old driver.

But at this time, his heart was full of tension, no way!This is a serious problem related to whether he will be abused, and he can't help but devote himself to the greatest prudence and concentrate on God's full exertion.

Under the watchful eyes of countless people, the cow master raised the big move in his hand, a beheading knife of an alloy, and solemnly said:

"This time my caravan brought a great deal of supplies, but there are only two such things in it that are priceless, and allow me to introduce to you the first treasure, the sharpest and most powerful weapon in the world, the sword of the beheading."

"As the name suggests, this sword is extremely sharp, and the bones of the beast are cut off only idle; in addition, it is made of meteorite iron from heaven, and only one of the world, that is, only these powerful female warriors of the lower tribe can have such a sword."The cow ran the train full of mouth.

The locals behind him, while holding the twitch of the face of the face, were also deeply impressed by the stench of the cow master.

Such a beheading knife, now there are hundreds of thousands of black stone tribes alone, almost every family in the tribe, by the cow master free of charge, to replace the previous treatment of food, the use of stone knives.

The cow master held this hand at this time, obviously, is his time, he used to cut meat pieces of the kitchen knife.

If you don't believe it, you can look carefully, it's not completely scrubbed clean, the oily light of the knife-faced mountain, and the meat that is stained on the blade, I believe it will prove this well...

It was clear that the women of the tribe did not know this at all, but they were not so easily fooled; or rather that they were quite confident in the strange weapons they used.

The female warrior at the head of the sixth grade, and the chief warrior of the inferior tribe, laughed disdainfully:

"The arrogant chief of the caravan, our Witt machete is the sharpest and strongest weapon in the world; the latest bronze weapon from the mountains is not the rival of the Wight machete, so put away your ridiculous bragging, or I wouldn't mind cutting off your head with my machete."

After the old man heard the words, he laughed, after a close look, he finally saw clearly the mouth of the lady, almost blew up the world's Wite scimitar, what kind of ghost thing is it.

Among the many stones of the original era, the material is the sharpest and most solid, that is, a black stone similar to obsipine stone.

Frankly, the texture of this black stone monster is indeed very hard, and it is indeed no better than the material of the beheading knife in the hands of the cow, and this ordinary alloy is worse.

It is just that this solid and sharp black stone has not appeared in the whole block at all.

Under normal circumstances, what is found is the size of the fingernail cover of an index finger; it is impossible to directly create a complete weapon with such a little bit of material.

In this case, the women of these tribes are also considered to be in good hands.

They use a wood hard wood as the main carrier, raw wood into a machete shape.

After then, after taking out a large number of small holes in the wood, the sharp black stone pieces of the size of the nail cover were cleverly embedded in the wood, which became the so-called Witt machete.

In fact, if it is more accurate, it is more like a small saw with a curvour.

The problem is that in this primitive era of poor materials, even the 502 glue that has stinked the street in the modern face can not be found, let alone find a better adhesive.

What they used to bond black stone small stones, they could only find some natural gum in the mountains; as for the effect!I can only say that it is a grudgingly unsatisfactory.

If you can cut off those primitive bronze weapons, the old man can still believe it; but if you can cut off your own alloy chopping knife, the cow master is willing to kill one of the first on the spot here...

So the man asked, "Lord, do you want to test yourself."

After that, the old man handed over the beheading knife in his hand without hesitation.

"Try it, and let your ignorant carte know what a sword is."After taking the cutter, he accepted it with great pleasure.

After that, she took her Witt scimitar in one hand, and took the beheading knife of the cow master in the other, and began to brew; looking at the position, she intended to hit her, cut the cow master's chopper into two pieces.

I have to say that the mother's mind is quite vicious, this is the intention to throw the cow master's face on the ground on a few feet.

"When" the loud impact sounded, accompanied by a large splash of Mars, and a dozen small black stones scattered far away.

When the people looked at it, the black stone tribesmen who had long anticipated the results seemed quite calm; but the others almost stared out in surprise at the eyes of a pair of eyes.

Because the cow master's bright alloy cutter, great is that on the blade, there is a big gap in the rice grain; but the bragging god of the Weit scimitar, but the bragging god of the Wite cutter is clean and cut off into two.

Unexpectedly, after the baby machete was cut off, she really did not have half an unhappiness.

Instead, a happy face of the brick-shaped cutter, dead and dead in his arms, eyes are indescribably gentle, not afraid of a sharp blade cut her.

It was at this time that the cow thought she had a little feminine taste...

Later, the old man quickly launched his second town caranker: the burner knife.

In the words of this dish, this kind of spirit like a red knife is simply a god given by heaven to the inferior tribe, these pure women to enjoy; only the female soldiers of the lower tribe are qualified to enjoy such spirits.

Because of the fact that the previous thing was cut from the bone knife, these women had a little bit of a degree of commitment to the words in the mouth of the cow master.

So with a considerable sense of expectation, he directly drank a big mouth.

Then, a group of local goods led by the cow master finally became the most honorable guest of the inferior tribe; at this time, the cow master who was finally able to keep his innocent body almost cried with excitement.