"Of course. Pen, Fun, Pavilion www.biquge.info" Yue said with a happy face.

"How do you know that this sword spirit is a woman?" Wang Xiaoqiang asked strangely as he pointed at Yue Bu's sword.

"We can communicate," Yue said with a smile.

"Of course, you don't understand this, and you can't understand it, if one day you also cultivate the sword spirit, you will understand everything. ”

Wang Xiaoqiang's curiosity also came up at this time, and he said, "Hey, don't regret it, how did you practice the sword spirit? You teach me ......?"

"Xiaoqiang, I'm afraid you can't do this," Yue Buregret shook his head and said, "You don't have that heart." ”

"What heart?"

"Infatuation!"

Wang Xiaoqiang suddenly understood, nodded and said, "I really don't have your heart, but I can try to change myself." ”

"Forget it, you can give up your woman. ”

"What's wrong with my woman?"

"There are too many women, so you can't communicate with the sword spirit single-mindedly, do you know what I mean??"

"Understood," Wang Xiaoqiang said, "But what if my sword spirit is a man?"

"I really haven't studied this," Yue said without regret, "You really want to cultivate the sword spirit, I can pass on your secret method." ”

"Okay, you pass it to me. ”

"Ho, the swordsmanship I have realized by myself will be given to you for nothing......" Yue did not regret it and agreed.

"Hey, do you think this is good, next I will kill the ghost cultivation heads, all of them will be sent to you, you can pass on the secret method of cultivating the sword spirit to me, okay?"

Yue Buregret sighed slightly, and said, "I'm not a person who covets petty profits. ”

"Ho, that's so hard to talk to...... Forget it, I'm not too keen on kendo anyway. Wang Xiaoqiang said, giving Yue a look without regret. Don't talk about it again.

Yue Buregret has coveted Wang Xiaoqiang's sun-shooting bow for a long time, and he wants Wang Xiaoqiang to exchange his sun-shooting bow. Unexpectedly, Wang Xiaoqiang was not too enthusiastic, and couldn't help but sigh secretly.

Because they didn't talk, the atmosphere between the two was a little awkward, and they didn't speak after that, and they let go of their senses while flying silently to find Princess Hua Shao.

After flying for most of the day, the two did not find Princess Hua Shao, but they were locked by a wave of killers.

This wave of killers is a remnant of the killer group sent by Prince An, and there are only seven people left.

The previous ones were either killed by Wang Xiaoqiang, or they were killed by the ghost cultivators, and they were not having a good time with the ghost domain, these seven people looked disgraced, some still had injuries on their bodies, and some of the new injuries were stacked with old injuries, but after besieging Wang Xiaoqiang, their faces still showed excitement.

Although it has gone through a lot of hardships. But if Wang Xiaoqiang's head can be brought to the front of Prince An, it is also a great credit, and the glory and wealth in the future can be imagined.

"Wang Xiaoqiang, you are really an immortal Xiaoqiang. He hasn't died yet......" The leading brother of the killer group stared at Wang Xiaoqiang with interest and said with a playful smile. It's just that the face is gloomy and compassionate, with deep resentment.

"Now that I know that I am immortal Xiaoqiang. Then you are still here to die?" Wang Xiaoqiang hugged his arms and looked relaxed. looked at the leading brother for a long time, and said with a sneer.

"Hmph, Wang Xiaoqiang, if you weren't lucky last time, you thought you could live until now? But luck doesn't come to your head again and again," the eldest brother thought that Wang Xiaoqiang was decided, so he was not ashamed:

"Wang Xiaoqiang, this time, I see where you run, this time if you can escape from the palm of my hand, I will commit suicide. ”

"That's what you said. Do you count?" Wang Xiaoqiang said with a playful smile.

Yue Buregret saw that the people who besieged them were all masters above the Immortal Saint Five Soldiers Realm, and his heart was also bottomless for a while, so he reminded Wang Xiaoqiang, "Xiaoqiang, be careful to sail the ship for ten thousand years, don't get caught in his ......"

Wang Xiaoqiang turned his head and gave him a reassuring smile, and said, "Don't worry! If I were so brainless, I wouldn't be able to live now." ”

The eldest brother who took the lead turned pale, and said, "Of course my words count." ”

"Well, I'm going to see you kill yourself today, I think it's going to be fun and exciting. Haha......"

Wang Xiaoqiang said that, and rushed straight towards a killer.

Yue did not hesitate to regret it, and patted the fairy sword in his arms with his right hand, and the fairy sword rose into the air, screaming sharply, sounding obviously a woman's roar, which made people's hearts tremble.

The killers looked up at the fairy sword in some surprise, with a look of shock and incredulity on their faces, and the eldest brother's face changed, becoming solemn, and he shouted and reminded, "The other party has cultivated the sword spirit, everyone be careful to fight!"

At this time, the attention of the killers was attracted by Yue Buregret's fairy sword, but they ignored Wang Xiaoqiang.

After all, they have all fought with Wang Xiaoqiang before, have seen Wang Xiaoqiang's strength and techniques, and know that he has a sun-shooting bow in long-range battles and a thunderbolt killing palm in close combat.

It's just unexpected......

When Wang Xiaoqiang pounced on the killer, he didn't attack with a thunderbolt palm, but took out a sledgehammer, and before the killer could react, Wang Xiaoqiang's sledgehammer had already smashed towards him.

The killer was shocked and hurriedly dodged, but in the end, he was hit by the wave of qi inspired by the Hammer of the God of War, and his mouth spurted blood and fell and flew away.

Wang Xiaoqiang didn't give him a chance to breathe, rushed forward like lightning, and made up for the seriously injured killer.

With a thud, it slammed into the head, smashing the killer's head to pieces.

The killer's head was like a broken watermelon, and the blood shot out together, red and white, and in the end, the killer didn't even let out a scream and died on the spot.

This scene was too shocking, and immediately pulled the eyes of the killers from Yue Buregret's immortal sword,

The eyes of the six killers were all fixed on Wang Xiaoqiang's God of War Hammer, and their eyes revealed anger, shock, and fear.

Just as the killers turned their eyes away, Yue Buregret sword trick waved, and the fairy sword let out a woman's scream, the light flashed, and it slashed down with a bang, slashing towards a killer.

In the process of cutting out, in the halo of the fairy sword, the shape of a woman faintly appeared, which looked extremely graceful.

The next moment!

Rumble!

The fairy sword slashed at the killer's body, knocking the killer away, and the killer's mouth spurted blood, with shock and incredulity in his eyes.

This sword didn't seem to cause damage to his body, but it was actually a fatal blow.

The moment he was hit by the sword, he clearly felt that his body was slapped twice by a woman, and that woman was obviously the other party's sword spirit. Those two palms were enough for his life.

"Up!" killed two people in a row in an instant, and the eldest brother in the lead was horrified, but at the critical moment, he still strengthened his mind, shouted at the other four killers, and immediately condensed the divine soldiers towards Wang Xiaoqiang.

Wang Xiaoqiang deliberately avoided the leading brother, and instead pounced on another killer with a hammer.

"The sword spirit is formed!haha, the sword spirit is formed!!"

Yue Buregret stared at his immortal sword and shouted excitedly, but he cried with joy,

After a week of burning the sword, the spirit of the sword finally took shape, not to mention the doubling of the sword power, over time, the sword spirit can completely break away from the fairy sword, turn into a human body, become a woman, appear in front of him, and his tears flow uncontrollably at the thought of this. (To be continued.) )