"What the hell are you talking about?" Murong Han heard in the clouds. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

"You don't understand, but when you reach the Earth Spirit Realm, you'll know it after you go to the Warcraft Prison once. ”

Hearing this, Murong Han was silent, he couldn't understand why that seventh-order demonic beast didn't make a move, what was the purpose.

"Captain, have you picked a spiritual weapon?" asked Xiaohu.

The others walked out one after another, and the double-edged axe with strong earth attribute fluctuations in Xiaohu's hand was the spirit weapon he chose.

Qian Wanguan chose a pair of armor, and he had his own weapon, so he picked up the soft armor for defense.

Zhan Wushuang chose a green long sword, and Shadow Jue didn't hold anything in his hand, but the dagger at his waist exuded the fluctuation of the dark attribute.

It seems that everyone has selected their favorite spirit weapons, and sent them out of the Spirit Weapon Pavilion, and Yu Yun disappeared.

Back in the dormitory, Murong Han's heart moved, and the giant sword appeared in Murong Han's hand, although he had already made preparations, his upper body still sank, and he almost got out of his hand.

Murong Han was bold, slowly raised the giant sword, and after a few breaths, the giant sword fell, smashing a hole in the ground, if it wasn't for Murong Han gritting his teeth to support it, he was afraid that the hilt of the sword would also be taken off.

"Wow, Brother Murong Han, your spiritual weapon is so strange! heavier than mine!" Xiaohu picked up Murong Han's giant sword, barely able to hold it, but unable to use it.

"Although the power of your spirit weapon is comparable to that of an ordinary Yellow Rank Spiritual Weapon, it is still a half-finished product!" Ying Jue said beside him, and he couldn't figure out why Murong Han was like this.

"Xiao Hanzi, tell me, why did you choose the heavy sword, you must know that this is the most difficult to cultivate. When there was no one around, Old Man Bing appeared in front of Murong.

"Perhaps, before entering the Spirit Weapon Pavilion, I didn't know what weapon I was going to use, and after entering the Spirit Weapon Pavilion, I had already decided to use a sword, but I always felt that those swords were not suitable for me, until I saw this sword!" Murong Han said, stroking the potholed giant sword.

"I finally know what I need, the light sword is light and agile, ever-changing, easy to handle, one is the most perfect weapon, but I still have a partner to protect, and in this regard, the light sword is far inferior to the heavy sword. ”

"Do you know ......?"

"Of course I know that the heavy sword is more difficult to master than the light sword, and the time it takes a person to operate the light sword to the point of mastery may not be enough for him to learn to wield the greatsword. ”

The light sword can attack the enemy, but it can only protect one or two people, and the heavy sword swings, thousands of troops are not close, as long as they do not fall, do not want to hurt the people behind themselves, it can be said that one man is the pass, ten thousand people are not open.

If one day, I can use the greatsword like a light sword, who else can stop me!

From now on, you must always carry the greatsword on your back, and never take it off unless it is an emergency. Murong Han said this, and Old Man Bing didn't persuade anything.

"Why?" asked Murong Han

"Of course, in order to make you better adapt to this giant sword, if you keep carrying such a heavy load, until you cultivate and live like a normal person, just imagine, once you take off the weapon in the battle, it will ......"

There was no need for Old Man Bing to say more, Murong Han knew the truth, and immediately made a simple scabbard out of the fur of the demonic beast.

It's so heavy!!

The moment he carried the giant sword, Murong Han was almost overwhelmed, he could only barely stand up, and the spirit in his body was also suppressed, flowing slowly in his body.

For the next three days, Murong Han did only one thing - running, or walking, in the words of the old man Bing, this is called laying a good foundation, and Murong Han must at least practice to be able to carry this giant sword and move at will.

The weight of the giant sword is tantamount to a mountain for Murong Han, and it is already a great luck not to be crushed to death, let alone walking around on his back. But Murong Han did it, although it was very slow, but he was very calm with every step, and sweat dripped down his cheeks and onto the ground.

Murong Han was already soaked, but he didn't stop, even though his walking speed was getting slower and slower, so slow that it was almost a few breaths before he could take a step, he didn't give up walking forward, his breathing became more and more rapid, and even the sound of his heartbeat could be transmitted to the outside world through his chest.

Murong Han didn't give up, he knew that his critical point was about to arrive, and he must break the limit of his physical body this time

Murong Han's body was like a machine, he didn't need the control of his mind, he kept walking forward, and finally, a force of absorption came out of Murong Han's body, and he felt a warm current all over his body, he finally succeeded, and successfully broke through his limit!

The breakthrough of the physical body led to the breakthrough of the realm, the dantian frantically absorbed the spirit in the air, and Murong Han reached the realm of a seventh-order warrior.

That fourth action Murong Han was finally able to cultivate, and he never gave up the cultivation of those four movements, which was also the main reason why he was able to break the limit of his physical body.

Xiaohu, who was sitting on the side, looked stunned, and he didn't even feel the chicken leg in his hand falling, he finally understood why Brother Murong was so powerful.

And the shadow on the side seemed to be touched by something, as if he remembered something, and his expression became resolute.

"Let's go, go back to dinner!" Murong Han greeted the two.

In the cafeteria, everyone looked at each other like monsters, and Ying Jue moved to the side, as if to show that he didn't know these two guys.

It's too embarrassing, it's too embarrassing, if he hadn't known the two people in front of him who were feasting on pork legs, he would have thought that these two people had been hungry for months.

Belch~

After solving the pork leg in his hand, Murong Han burped, although it was only the pork leg of the first-order demonic beast hedged pig, but the effect was still good, after entering Murong Han's body, it was immediately turned into nutrients and absorbed by Murong Han.

Stab, pick, split, wipe, pull, tease, break, point, Murong Han was naked, holding a giant sword in his hand, and swinging it out one sword after another.

There are very few people who use heavy swords, even in Tianyi Academy, the collection of sword skills is suitable for light sword skills, and there is no heavy sword courage at all.

However, the old man Bing asked Murong Han to practice these movements, and all the swordsmanship was formed from the combination of these movements.

The first practice is to split, splitting needs to have the momentum of opening the mountain and breaking the sky, whether it is horizontal splitting or splitting, there must be a momentum, an unstoppable, torrent of courageous momentum.

Sword after sword, Murong Han was not perfunctory, he kept looking at the sword in his hand intently, the speed was very slow at first, and then the speed became faster and faster.

…………

"Xiaohu, come over and fight me. Murong Han pointed to the little tiger who was gnawing on the chicken legs.

"I ...... Me?"

"Yes, it's you, come and attack me with all your might!" Murong Han nodded.

"Then, I'm here!" Xiaohu said, putting down the chicken leg in his hand, wiping it on his thigh a few times, and walking towards Murong Han.

"I'm starting!" Xiaohu said, swinging the giant axe in his hand and smashing it towards Murong Han.

I saw Murong Han holding the giant sword across his chest and moving upwards, and Xiaohu took a few steps back.

"Xiaohu, don't worry, try your best, you can't hurt me. Murong Han frowned and said, the Night Demon Tiger Claw was opened to prove that he had reached the strongest state.

"Oh!"

Xiaohu picked up the giant axe and slashed towards Murong Han, with the momentum of opening the mountain, unstoppable.

Murong Han held the sword with both hands, one stabbed directly, the giant sword avoided Xiaohu's giant axe, and the other lifted up, lifting Xiaohu's giant axe.

Xiaohu stumbled and slapped Murong Han directly with the axe, extremely fast, wanting to split Murong Han.

Murong Han directly stuck the giant sword on the ground, and the whole person hid behind the giant sword.

Boom!

The two weapons collided together, making a loud noise, but the two did not retreat, but Xiaohu's arm trembled slightly, and a large part of the power just now rebounded back.

Murong Han pulled out the giant sword and hit Xiaohu, Xiaohu also followed him, and held the giant axe across his chest to resist, and Murong Han slapped it with the back of the sword.

I saw Xiaohu fly out upside down, Xiaohu's axe was less than half the weight of the giant sword, and with the inertia of the giant sword itself, even if it didn't urge the spirit, Xiaohu couldn't resist it.

Later, Ying Jue also joined the battle, haunting Murong Han like a ghost, looking for an opportunity to attack.

Helplessly, every time Ying Jue didn't get closer, Murong Han wielded a giant sword, doing whatever he wanted, without any rules at all, but he defended himself.

Shadow Jue's attack power is definitely not as good as Xiaohu's, so he can only retreat to the side.