Sun Xiang nodded approvingly to Ye Cong, he quite admired the soldier's sophistication and fearlessness. Therefore, he smiled like a homeroom teacher who saw the students studying seriously.

Gao Xiangrong is right. "You're a real fighter." ”

Ye Cong didn't know why, but now the situation is urgent, and it is inconvenient to pursue these. He cautiously asked, "My lord, are you going to fight?"

Of course, Ye Cong hoped that Sun Xiang would come forward and slaughter this scurrying snake demon, but mortal soldiers could not command the cultivators who were high above at all.

A lot of cultivators really use these soldiers as cannon fodder. Before this kind of cultivator makes a move, he must let the soldiers use their physical bodies to try out the path and hole cards of the monsters. If you observe from the sidelines, you will be sure whether you will fight or retreat.

Practitioners will not be held accountable for such actions. Because the life of a practitioner is much more precious than that of a mortal.

Ye Cong hoped that Sun Xiang was not such a person, but Sun Xiang's next words made him desperate.

"No, I'm not going to make a move. Sun Xiang said, "This snake demon, you need to destroy it with your own hands." ”

"Understood!" my lord!! Ye Cong almost roared to accept the order, he vented his dissatisfaction in the roar, turned around and left.

"Come back. Sun Xiang stopped him, "What are you doing so loudly...... You used this sword to slay the baslin. ”

As he spoke, Sun Xiang opened the wooden box that he had been holding in his hand.

It was a pitch-black sword that looked sturdy, but it didn't have anything else out of the ordinary.

The sword is a practitioner's weapon. Why did this adult let himself use a sword? Ye Cong subconsciously took it, and his hand was quite heavy. He suddenly reacted, this is Xuantie. Could it be that this is a spirit sword?

The spiritual weapons used by the cultivators are the existence that mortal soldiers admire incomparably. Because they're not only powerful, but they're often brilliant and super cool. It's as fascinating as the top-of-the-line luxury cars of the past. But this gray sword is not slippery...... No matter how you look at it, it can't be a spirit sword.

"My lord?" Ye Cong looked at Sun Xiang suspiciously, "We...... Can't swordsmanship. ”

Even if it will, it is useless, without spiritual power, everything is empty talk.

"No, you will. Sun Xiang pointed to the snake demon, "Do as I say, first ...... Imagine a ray of light......"

There were two dings over there, and the gun in Pan Ziming's hand crashed into the air, which was that the magazine had been fired. He reached for the tactical slip pocket, but it was empty.

"It's over!" Pan Ziming thought to himself, "The flower bullet is empty." ”

The snake demon was originally only able to resist by the soldiers, but now that Pan Ziming turned off the fire, he suddenly lost a few percent of his firepower. Its stout body twisted suddenly, and it suddenly rose to a height of more than ten meters, and pounced straight at Pan Ziming at the front.

In desperation, the fat man dropped his gun, pulled out the dagger at his waist, and prepared to fight to the death.

"Ye Cong!" he shouted.

Ye Cong didn't fire for some reason, and Pan Ziming didn't have time to look back. The snake demon was extremely fast, and a black shadow was approaching, he couldn't see it really, but he could smell a gust of wind getting closer and closer. At the moment of life and death, the fat man's heart was thinking about the two chicks in the family.

If he can't go back today, the two stupid girls will have to starve.

At the same time, Ye Cong raised his sword with both hands and crossed the top of his head. He clearly felt something connecting him to the heavy sword in his hand.

A light, he fell into a moment of distraction, and a bright wheel of light flashed in his mind.

Now is it, hey!

Ye Cong slashed the Xuantie Sword in his hand according to the snake demon. He didn't notice that when the light wheel flashed in his mind, on the sword body of the Xuantie Sword, grains of light flashed and converged towards the tip of the sword.

When he slashed the sword, the tip of the sword shone brightly.

A white wheel of light that was almost dazzling flew out, crashing into the snake demon in mid-air with lightning speed. Its sturdy scales and the demonic aura that wrapped around it did little to do anything, like a hot knife cutting through cream, and it was cleanly cut in two by the light wheel.

The stinking snake's blood rained down, and the snake demon grinned in two and let out a terrifying roar. It seemed to be on the verge of fighting back, but then another wheel of light sliced precisely into its giant mouth, splitting it in half from the center.

The snake demon, which was invincible in front of the soldiers, stopped, and the remaining stumps writhed meaninglessly on the ground.

Pan Ziming stared at Ye Cong, who was also stunned, incredulously, he didn't see the first sword just now, but he clearly saw the second sword, it was the light wheel that Ye Cong slashed out with his sword!

"Ye Cong, you have awakened on a horse?!"

Although it was unbelievable, Pan Ziming was sincerely happy for his old friend. Ye Cong had always dreamed of becoming a cultivator, but he didn't expect it to come true at this moment. Moreover, the degree to which this kind of sword qi is released is not that of an ordinary cultivator. This intensity is definitely at the level of the middle and upper reaches of the Coastal Cultivators!

Is taking white grass really effective?

"No, I'm not awake...... It's this sword. Ye Cong came back to his senses and realized that the magic power of that moment just now came from the gray Xuantie Sword in his hand.

There is actually a spirit sword that ordinary people can use! Ye Cong stroked the sword body as if it were a treasure, and then held it and handed it back to Sun Xiang.

"Thank you, sir!"

Ye Cong was grateful not only for Sun Xiang for saving the lives of everyone present with the sword, but also because this sword made him truly experience the feeling of being a cultivator.

That kind of real and powerful power will be remembered for the rest of his life.

Sun Xiang raised his hand and refused.

"You can keep it. He said casually, "The sun can trigger the light wheel three times in five days, you have used it twice, and now there is only one shot left." ”

This is the first divine light sword that Sun Xiang tried to make, so why not come out and test it. Looking at the effect, it is no different from the record of the Kuo Ji Sect.

But to be honest, Sun Xiang is not very satisfied with the efficiency of the Divine Light Sword, the charging is too slow, and it can only store three luminous wheels, which is too cold.

The only good thing is that it can be used by mortals with low divine thoughts. Just now, he just explained a few words to Ye Cong, and the soldier successfully activated the light wheel.

Sun Xiang knocked on his chin and thought, although the Divine Light Sword solved the urgent need, but he might be able to change the structure. After all, the Sect's slashing is a pursuit, and Binhai is now forced by the situation, maybe he can slightly improve the method of storing spirits?

Sun Xiang wandered out of the world, but Ye Cong's face at this time was hugely shocked and red.

"Your Excellency, you want to ...... Excalibur Give it to me?" he stammered, his voice shaky a little, "My lord, I'...... Just a mortal. ”

"What mortal?" Sun Xiang waved his hand inexplicably, "Aren't we all mortals?" take it back and ponder it carefully, the angle you just split is a little unstable. ”

The so-called mortals are human beings who have seven emotions and six desires, and are trapped in the world by joy, anger, sorrow, sorrow, fear, and worry. Only by detaching from these can we become immortals and gods.

Did Sun Xiang transcend that? He didn't. He was still worried about Yu Xiaoyue and Xiang Fei. So, the head of Sun Da calls himself a mortal, which is also a big truth.