Chapter 527: Longquan Sword
"Is this the chain of fate of the nobles?"
Wulin doesn't know much about this thing, but Liu Jiangqin has read a lot of books on various races, and he knows a little about it.
"I can't imagine that there are still people in the human race who know the chains of fate. We, the Ten Thousand Souls, are still a bit famous!"
A sound of force transmitted into the ears of the martial spirit.
"Martial Spirit, this 'chain of fate' is to link companions, and their hearts and thoughts will be connected. Even the strength will complement each other. Before coming, the captain of the Ten Thousand Spirits had maintained a 'broken chain' with them, and when they fought, they linked the chains of fate again. Now, he's lifted it again, be careful!"
"Thanks for the reminder!"
Wu Ling said, saying that there was no doubt at all, it was fake!
But at this time, Wu Ling's heart was more of a fighting spirit, he was not the kind of person who was easy to fear others, although he was the only captain of the Wanling Clan. And speaking of the Terrans, if Duan Lingling is not there, wouldn't he still be the real captain of the Terrans?
So, now, he has to fight! Now there are other methods, now twelve people are recuperating from their injuries, if Long Jiu and Liu Jiangqin are injured, the date of this has been extended for one day. If you go on like that, you'll be healing all the time, and you won't need to earn points?
"Defeat me, and I will depart, and if I defeat you, you will call out the points." β
"As you wish!"
The black wing behind the martial spirit seemed to be enough to cut through fear, holding a stick with one arm, and when Mu Hua gradually advanced, his pupils suddenly condensed, and at the same time, he saw that the four milky white lines on the Xuanyu iron rod had released a lot of light.
Dancing the iron rod, the three martial stars on the forehead of the martial spirit were dimly like black golden crows.
"Terran Martial Spirit, please fight!"
Phew-
A storm broke out in an instant when the martial spirit stepped on the ground before, how fast the martial spirit's body was, but in a second, it ghostly flashed into the sky above Mu Hua.
Both hands grasped the body of the Xuanyu Iron Rod.
"Thorn-"
The white one is like a dead man's hands, pulling out a laser, and a "chain" of white points of light bursts out, and then blocking in front of him.
"Boom!"
A wave of air in the space rushed directly to the ground, the ground exploded, and the curtain of air waves rolled up.
"Roar!"
On the ground, a crystal beast emerges from the ground.
"I'll go! you protect them!"
Xue Sheng stopped Yue Jingjing, who was about to step forward, and then turned into the snow of doom and headed towards the crystal beast that was scurrying around. At this time, no matter where it is, there is no room to disturb.
Sky β
Holding an arc with both hands, the chain in his hand seemed to become dim at the moment when he pulled the Xuanyu Iron Rod in the palm of the martial spirit's hand tightly.
"Thornβ"
The palm of his hand tightly grasped the Xuanyou Iron Rod, pulled it out of the restraint, and the piercing sound came out, and the next moment, the martial spirit's body rotated in a chain, and the Xuanyou Iron Rod hammered at Mu Hua again.
The body turned into a phantom, but the Xuanyu iron rod hammered straight into the space with the martial spirit as the plane.
But......
"Boom!"
The arm is exerting force.
One after another, with Wu Ling as the center, spread out a high-pressure air wave of more than 300 zhang up and down.
"Knock! knock!"
layer after layer, until it spread out more than 500 zhang.
"Humph!"
The body stepped forward again, and the iron rod in his hand went mercilessly.
"What?"
Thorn -
The space vaguely seemed to have been cut through a hole, and then, Wu Ling's brows locked. The iron rod in his hand changed direction, diagonally to guard against the "chain" that had turned into an incomparably sharp blade.
"There was once a stone stream, and the phosgene was very. There are two swords, one is called Longquan!"
"Mu Hua. β
In the group of seven, a woman received the reverent gaze of the others. There was a mark of a flower petal on her sleeve, which was another sword in the stone stream, named "Tai'a"!
Smiled lightly, biting his pale lips, his face full of happiness. It was a colorful season, and Mu Hua gave her this sword under the tree full of flowers, and at that time, Mu Hua said:
"It's a pair of swords, and I want to give her to my other half. Now, Sakura, I'll give it to you! As long as you hold on to it, I'll be able to move forward. β
Mu Hua gently kissed the side of her face.
Luo Ying's hands clenched: Mu Hua, you must defeat him, for you and me, and for the sake of the Ten Thousand Souls.
The people of the Wanling clan around him smiled secretly, sweet and full of encouragement.
"Whew!"
The martial spirit's body instantly exploded, but when its wings stretched out again, the Xuanyu Iron Bar in his hand suddenly stretched out.
The Longquan Sword in his hand was like a refined chain, but the straight Longquan was like a long ruler, but it was extremely sharp.
Faced with the sudden heavy stick, Mu Hua didn't expect it, so his body was also stunned, and he took a few steps back.
"Ahh
Wu Ling roared, the Xuanyou iron rod in his hand went straight to the sky, when the clouds were stirred, the Xuanyou iron rod did not know that the body of more than two thousand zhang had begun to expand, and the Xuanyou iron rod more than two hundred zhang wide made everyone see the stick body full of lines, and the milky white broken light.
"Suppression!"
The finger pressed downward, and an invisible wave of qi was released from the Xuanyu Iron Rod.
"Xuanyu Iron Rod, Xuanming Suppression!"
A Xuanwu of a dark color seems to appear on a Xuanyu iron rod. The heavy rotation of the iron rod caused the crystal beasts in the distance and near to start to riot.
The entrance of the elixir, the power rises again!
"Phew-"
"Roar!"
The crystal beast roared in all directions, but when it felt the surging aura, it still didn't get close.
"Can't break free?"
Feeling the strong pressure around him, and seeing that his companion had reached the safe range, Mu Hua's eyes finally shone brightly.
"Longquan!"
The calm voice gently raised the Longquan Sword in his hand against his gaze.
Reach out, draw your sword!
On the top of Mu Hua's head, a shape was suddenly drawn out of two small circles connected together.
Wu Ling's palm hugged slightly, and the Xuanyu iron rod that began to fall forward at high speed after leaning over an arc, although he had broken the restraints around him, but now, he still couldn't escape.
"Buzz!"
The dragon spring in his hand was crowded with air around him, and when he immediately broke out with an earth-shattering loud sound, he unhurriedly touched the junction of the two small circles.
"Spring and Autumn Tsubaki!"
Tsubaki, the long-lived one!
Like the cold light in a mountain stream, like a giant tree growing under the moon. Quietly, a big white tree began to grow. It's like being covered with a layer of frost, like insulating from the world, but without losing its beauty.
"Drink!"
With a soft cold snort, the Longquan Sword in his hand became more and more dangerous with the violent agitation of the force fluctuations.
"Roar!"
The hoarse Xuanwu in his throat began to press down on the small thing under him.
"Whew!"
The air pressure made the ground beneath the front heavy, and the explosion of air continued.
As the battle on the ground grew bigger and bigger, a crystal beast was gradually awakened.
Eyes β
In front of the purple beast's pupils, there seemed to be a thin film, and when the film began to disappear, a violent light finally rushed into the sky in the ground.