Lin Ning held a sharp sword, this sword body is slender, six feet long, between the blades of the sword, soft as silk, but in addition, there is no more characteristic, that is, the sword grid, there is only a copper ring hanging from each other, which is unremarkable.

At first glance, this sword grade is only an upper-level intermediate magic weapon, which is not very good, and can even be classified as a non-streamed thing.

Compared to the Sen Han Ice Sword condensed by Su Yao's mana, or the Flame Long Knife conjured up by the Qingchuan puppet, this sword can be described as ordinary copper and iron, and it is inconspicuous.

At this time, Qing Chuan came back to his senses, but he couldn't help laughing, he pointed to the thin sword in Lin Ning's hand, "Upper grade magic weapon? Hahaha, do you want to fight me with this thing? Haha, laughing at me, I really don't know if you are pretending to be high, or stupid as a pig. ”

Su Yaoqiao's face also flashed with surprise, and she asked curiously, "Mo Daoyou, is there anything powerful about this sword?" ”

Lin Ning turned his head to look at her calmly, and only spit out two words in his mouth: "No!" He waved the long sword in the air casually, and the sword flower became a smooth flower, and said: "It's still done, as long as it can be used." ”

Naturally, they didn't know that all of Lin Ning's things were destroyed in the Black Heart Mountain, and some of the rest could not be directly used as magic weapons, so he simply returned to the sect later and became the head of the Qingfeng Vein, and obtained this sword in the moon in the sect.

Lin Ning thought that there was nothing around him at the moment, and it was inconvenient to walk, and he saw that this sword was a high-level magic weapon, so he stayed.

If a high-level magic weapon falls into the ranks of ordinary qi refining cultivators, it is naturally a rare treasure, but for monks above the foundation, it is a shame to abandon the chicken ribs that are tasteless to eat.

However, the first thing that a monk who breaks through to the foundation building is to refine a natal magic weapon, a magic weapon and a magic weapon, although there is only one word difference, but its essence is completely different.

The so-called magic weapon is to break the shackles of ordinary magic weapons, and its weapons can communicate with the spiritual power of monks, so that the caster can use it more handily and more powerfully.

And regardless of the degree of hardness or the level of spiritual power, it is several times better than the magic weapon, a magic weapon can be encountered but not sought, and the natal magic weapon is even more so, between the two, it can be described as the difference between cloud and mud.

Just like the four puppets that Qing Chuan showed at this moment, the spiritual power fluctuations that burst out of any one of them were not comparable to the soft sword in Lin Ning's hand, let alone the crystal clear and chilling three-foot ice sword in Su Yao's hand.

If he is a one-in-a-million sword cultivator, understands the way of sword playing, and understands the meaning of the sword, even if he is holding a reed in his hand, he can show his magic and make the enemy retreat.

But he wasn't!

It's not a sword cultivator, and there's nothing surprising about this sword, just with such a broken thing, you still want to fight with your four puppets?

Could it be that he is dizzy?

Qingchuan secretly sneered in his heart, just looking at him as a hidden master, but he didn't expect to be so arrogant, in the end, he overestimated the other party.

At this moment, Qingchuan's confidence soared, and his fighting spirit soared, he walked with his head held high, and shouted: "That's it, you two go together, don't waste my time." ”

Such a tone, how arrogant and arrogant, Lin Ning squinted slightly, and secretly thought: "It seems that he is very confident in his four puppets, if it weren't for some doorways, it wouldn't be like this, if you can use the Sanqing Visualization Method to use it for your own use later, it will be a good way." ”

He thought about it and felt that this method was very feasible, and although it was a little risky, it was extremely worthwhile.

He smiled and said to Su Yao: "Miss Su, you can point your hand at him later, and hand over these four puppets to me." ”

"You?" Su Yao said with some disbelief: "Can you do it?" ”

"Don't worry, I have my own way." Lin Ning smiled disapprovingly, and Su Yao had no choice but to nod when she saw his fearless appearance.

After a while, after the two finished discussing, Su Yao's beautiful eyes precipitated a trace of cold light, and the ice sword in his hand pointed forward, and when he landed, the cold air burst out.

The wind sword and frost sword, in an instant, poured towards Qingchuan like a violent storm.

Qing Chuan's eyebrows changed slightly, startled but not confused, he slapped his palms continuously, and two of the puppets moved in response to the gods, turning into two whirlwinds to meet the large area of cold air.

The flame long knife in his hand danced wildly in the air, and in the countless ice blades and ice swords, it was like a bamboo.

Although this puppet only had ten levels of qi refining cultivation, the illusion flame long knife in his hand was extremely powerful, and in a few back and forth, it had turned the cold qi into as much as half, and the remaining ice sword could no longer pose a threat to it.

Seeing this, Lin Ning hurriedly urged his spiritual power, picked up his sword and left, galloping like lightning, and directly killed the two puppets without moving.

Qingchuan laughed: "Sure enough, you're a fool, you think you can hurt my puppet with your broken sword?" ”

Lin Ning ignored him, bullied up, raised his sword and stabbed at the head of one of the puppets.

"Bang dang!" After a loud bang, Lin Ning was shocked by its tremendous strength and took three steps back, the long sword in his hand buzzed, and the thin soft sword body trembled again and again, as if he couldn't support it.

"Hahaha," Qingchuan laughed loudly and sneered: "My puppet is made of dark iron, even if it is not inferior to the magic weapon, and the magic weapon is not inferior, and the magic weapon dares to claim to be big?" ”

"Really?" Lin Ning was not injured in one blow, and he was not annoyed, but smiled, "The quality of your puppet is indeed very good, but it's a pity." ”

"What a pity?" Kiyokawa asked angrily.

"It's a pity that your divine sense is not strong enough, and you can only manipulate two at a time, how can you win like this?" Lin Ning shook his head slightly, and when Qingchuan heard this, his face changed greatly.

Su Yao was overjoyed and said, "Sure enough!" ”

Previously, she was still worried about the other two puppets, but now that Lin Ning saw through it, she could finally let go of her hands and feet and have a big fight.

In a flash of thought, Su Yao made a trick with his backhand, "Ice bath!" As soon as she finished speaking, a light blue cloud condensed from the flat sky above Qingchuan's head.

The clouds and mist were shrouded, but the cold air was cold, Qingchuan was shocked, and he didn't want to sacrifice a big Huangluo umbrella directly from the storage box.

With the blessing of spiritual power, the big umbrella suddenly soared with the momentum of supporting the sky, and as soon as it took shape, countless ice picks fell fiercely, crackling and piercing in the air, and the four fields were completely enveloped by the cold.

And Qingchuan's whole person was also annihilated in it and was no longer seen.

With Su Yao's sudden suppression, the movements of the two puppets who were fighting with Lin Ning naturally slowed down a lot.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Lin Ning cast a breeze instantaneous shadow step, stepped back, put away the sword with his backhand, took out the jade flute from his bosom, and shouted at Su Yao: "Miss Su, drag the deity, don't let him cast spells organically." ”

Although Su Yao didn't know what the magic of the jade flute was, seeing his solemn face, when she knew that the other party was going to cast a great magic spell, she nodded, and the spiritual power in her body suddenly accelerated, sparing no effort to urge countless ice swords to pierce through the holes.

Lin Ning sat down, slowly closed his eyes, and soon his divine sense was introduced into the jade flute, and a pure heart breath slowly came from the sea of knowledge, and in the sea of consciousness, the golden villain incarnated by the second elemental god suddenly rushed out, and actually approached the puppet of the other party......