The sword cultivation that has just embarked on the road of sword cultivation is like a sword that has just started to drink blood, and the cold is pressing.

After years of precipitation and meditation, this sword has converged its edge, and by the time it is unsheathed, the edge is even more penetrating.

Zhongsun Yuan has passed the second stage of middle school, and now she is a sword with a scabbard, and people who don't know her think that she is gentle and harmless, without the slightest edge and coldness that sword cultivation should have.

Who knows her...... Hehe, I would never think so!

Zhong Sun Yuan has a good personality, gentle and lovely, hehe, if someone dares to say that, Mo Zhao will definitely use a rag to paste that person's face!

"The number of sandworms is quite impressive...... Hehe, it's just right to bump into it! If you don't do it for a long time, your bones will be lazy. ”

A certain respected sword cultivator smiled wantonly, and his evil and crazy smile was like a female version of a domineering president.

The sword that Zhong Sun Yuan used before had already been thrown by her, saving a life. Now she is unarmed and has no weapons to hurt anyone.

To outsiders, an empty-handed guy facing hundreds of sandworms is like a lamb that has lost its wool and is slaughtered by insects!

In the monitoring room, several military school teachers shifted their attention to that small monitoring screen.

Before, they suspected that the brain was abnormal, and they didn't drop a beam to save the students, but later they found out that it was not the brain that went wrong, but them. No one expected that the hurried answer to the question would be so timely!

A military school teacher's eyes were bright, "She doesn't have a weapon in her hand, could it be that she wants to tear the sandworm with her bare hands?"

"I don't know, but I think this student should have a brain and won't do stupid things. ”

When Zhongsun Yuan rescued people, there was still some distance from the rescued. However, her arm strength is amazing, and she can throw a long sword from such a distance, hitting 100% of the time. The timing is so accurate that people can't help but sweat for the rescued students.

Almost, just a little, the head will be bitten by a sandworm, and the poor student will suffer.

In view of this, some military school teachers have a very high impression and evaluation of Zhong Sunyuan. The exam is so good, and the combat effectiveness is not weak, so the other party will not be untargeted and put himself in danger, right?

If you stay alone, you may have your own support!

In fact, Zhong Sun Yuan's cousin Xiàn did not disappoint them either. Not only was he not disappointed, but he was pleasantly surprised!

The so-called sword cultivation, their weapons are the swords in their hands, and there are many kinds of them, whether they are long swords, short swords or heavy swords, they can come at hand. Zhongsun Yuan, as a descendant disciple of the sword cultivation lineage of the Wangui Sect, naturally would not only use a monotonous light sword.

It's just that after cultivating for a long time and getting older, her character has gradually precipitated, and the use of light swords can make her look more mature and stable, quite like the taste of fairy wind bones. Of course, when she was in the second year of high school, she still preferred to use the heavy sword.

There are a large number of sandworms, and if she uses a light sword to deal with them, although she is not afraid, it is easy to pierce the skin of the sandworms and get the slurry in her hand, and she feels goosebumps fall to the ground when she thinks about it. In contrast, she felt that it was better to use a heavy sword.

"Hehe, the deity hasn't used a heavy sword for more than three hundred years, so you're lucky. Zhong Sun Yuan's hand stroked his wrist, a blue-green cold light flashed, and a cyan heavy sword five feet and six inches long appeared in his hand, the sword body was extremely wide, faintly flashing pale green.

If it is thrown into the mortal world, this must be a peerless sword with extraordinary workmanship. But for monks...... Hehe, although it was refined by his own master, it could not hide the fact that it was a weapon used by Zhongsun Yuan during his rookie period.

In the monitoring room, a group of military school teachers watched this scene and couldn't help laughing. Hundreds of sandworms had already put on a posture and surrounded Zhongsun Yuan, and the miraculous thing was that none of the sandworms were distracted to chase after the group of students who had been chasing for thousands of miles before.

"This hatred...... It's so steady, and those sandworms seem to like this schoolgirl very much...... And there is some discord......"

A teacher snorted secretly and whispered silently.

From beginning to end, Zhong Sun Yuan just threw out his long sword, stabbed a sandworm from the entrance to the exit, and stabbed the other party by the way. But the previous group of students were fleeing and fighting, leaving behind more than 20 corpses of sandworms along the way, and it stands to reason that sandworms should hate those students even more.

But this is not the case, after Zhongsun Yuan appeared, the hatred value immediately shifted, and it was tightly and unbreakable.

Those sandworms don't even bother to give alms to the students, let alone continue to hunt down the students!

As for the discord in his mouth...... cough cough cough, Zhong Sun Yuan is one meter six five tall, and that heavy sword is about equal to one meter eight seven.

"Now isn't the time to joke, that student is surrounded, don't you see?"

Another more reliable teacher was dumbfounded, surrounded by so many huge white and chubby sandworms, eyeing them fiercely. Not to mention Zhong Sunyuan, a student who did not enter the school, even if it is a teacher like them, in the face of such a scene, they have to tighten up the chrysanthemum and flowers!

"Don't worry, don't worry, anyway, if you look at it, you won't let the student lose his life. A certain teacher smiled charmingly and said, "In these days, it is not so simple for a beautiful woman to save a hero." If you don't have two or two in your hand, don't learn to be a savior. ”

"That is, it's good to give a lesson, at least you can sharpen your temper, so as not to be too prickly and difficult to adjust and teach. ”

We all came over when we were students, and we know each other well. The military school is a tall place, and the military cadets are very cool, but the military school teachers are also very hard. In the face of a group of students with outstanding talents, they are also Yali Mountain University.

All military school teachers, the most annoying thing is the freshmen who enter the school every year! There are all kinds of personalities, one is more unruly than the other, and I can't wait for my nose to go up to the sky, a look of [my dad is Li X, I can cross the stars] Bull fork, the most annoying!

Of course, when the students are dragged to the hands of these experienced military school teachers, the result is generally only three.

Either silently bear the pain that you can't understand, knock out your teeth and swallow the blood in your stomach; or pick your son and leave, there is no place for your grandfather here, or you can work hard and strive to get through as soon as possible......

Of course, there is actually a fourth way, but so far no student has been able to complete it beautifully - let all the teachers kneel down and sing conquest!

A group of military academy teachers looked at the screen with complicated thoughts, Zhong Sun Yuan held swords in both hands, the corners of his mouth twitched secretly, and the weapon was not in his hand...... However, this is a special situation, so I can only endure it for the time being. When you have time, take the time to refine a heavy sword with enough weight.

The heavy sword has no edge, it is not skillful, the heavy sword is originally the highest embodiment of strength, and the rookie weapon in her hand seems to be a little underweight...... When you weigh it a little, it feels like you're holding a plank.

Time has passed too long, and Zhong Sun Yuan has probably forgotten what he complained about to Shizun at the beginning - this sword is too heavy!

The weapons of the cultivation realm are not cast, they are all refined, and the materials used are naturally different from those of the mundane world.

The heavy sword in Zhongsun Yuan's hand is called Juque, named after the famous sword in ancient times, five feet six inches long, and weighs as much as two hundred and fifty-six catties!

Hehe, as can be seen from the above, Zhong Sunyuan's strength is not as good as his rookie self, but his strength far surpasses that of himself in the same period!

Mobilizing the spiritual power in the meridians and pouring it into the sword, both the weight and the lethality have multiplied several times!

Zhong Sun Yuan prefers to use light swords, which are chic and agile, and it is convenient to cast sword formations, and heavy swords, she has not used them for many years. But fortunately, she still remembers the unreliable "mantra" about the heavy sword that the master told her.

"Hold the sword in both hands, stabilize the lower plate, pour all your strength, and use the maximum speed and heaviest force to shine on the opponent's face. Women attack the upper three lanes, and men deal with the lower three lanes, and use the unstoppable but unstoppable force to make the opponent kneel!"

Whenever he thinks of this sentence, Zhong Sun Yuan always has a subtle feeling. In the Cangming world, she didn't know how to describe it, but after coming to this world, she knew what that feeling was called-hehe!

So, a group of teachers in front of the monitoring screen spent half an hour to understand what murder is!

"Hehe, I knew for the first time that I could still use this method to deal with sandworms......"

Zhong Sun Yuan didn't do anything special, just took four steps - steady dìng off the plate, used his body technique, swung his heavy sword, and slapped it at the folded mouth of the sandworm! Maybe it was because she had been with Mo Zhao for a long time, and every time she saw the mouth of the sandworm, she was always prone to think crookedly.

"Heavy Sword Thirteen Styles!" Zhong Sun Yuan held the hilt of the sword with both hands, his divine sense spread, and every move of the sandworms around him was under control.

Although it was a little jerky at first, after the adaptation period, the heavy sword in his hand became more and more comfortable. Those sandworms squirmed their bodies, and she could accurately judge the angle and speed of the opponent's attack, and every inch of timing was just right.

Every monk came from a rookie, and he definitely couldn't use cool moves in the first fight. As a sword cultivator, before he could not use his sword intent, did not condense his sword heart, and could not even use the sword technique, he naturally had to learn the use of various sword weapons and all kinds of sword techniques. Even after a small success, the cultivation of swordsmanship cannot be less.

The heavy sword is a bit unpopular, and it has always been not liked by the sword cultivators who step on the sword peak, but in Zhongsun Yuan's generation, there are only a few sword books for the heavy sword, and they are all simple moves at the entry level.

But...... It's more than enough to deal with sandworms.

Now she can't use the sword technique to deal with the enemy, and she can't use the spell, as a sword cultivator, she can only carry the sword directly.

Luckily, those sandworms were much weaker than expected, and so far, it was basically the rhythm of one sword flying a worm and two swords scattering a worm.

With the mysterious body technique, coupled with the speed of lightning speed, even if it is a heavy sword, she has used the agility of a light sword.