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That's your strategy, clamping a small sword? Well, to be able to clamp the small sword with two fingers like Zhanbai, the two of them have to be impressed, but this is useful.

You just use all ten fingers on both hands, and how many small swords can you hold?

However, Zhan Bai obviously had no interest in explaining, and after firmly controlling the small sword between his fingers, his sword eyes condensed slightly.

Now is the time.

Personality Transformation.

Sword demon privilege, Zhuang Zhoumeng swordsmanship.

In the past, Zhanbai used Zhuang Zhoumeng's swordsmanship, all in order to pass on his art in his dreams. Through the dreams created, the teachings are preached and imprinted in the subconscious, thus greatly speeding up the time for the other party to comprehend. However, this characteristic is just a side hustle derived from the subtlety of this privilege. And Zhuang Zhoumeng's swordsmanship privilege, the real role is to read minds.

As a sword demon, Zhan Bai knew better than anyone that it was not just a small flying sword between his fingers, in fact, it was also an organ on the body of the giant sword sword demon.

It's just that the organ of the sword demon is different from a human, as you can see in front of you, it can be separated, and you only need to rely on the demon's power to make it like an arm.

In this way, you might as well reason backwards.

The giant sword demon has been broken down into ten thousand swords, and no one knows which one represents its brain, commanding the other small swords.

Trying to find this little sword, which represents the center of the brain, is tantamount to looking for a needle in a haystack, or even an impossible task.

But for Zhanbai, it's different.

With Zhuang Zhoumeng's sword technique, Zhanbai can completely use the small sword between his fingers, relying on the connection between the small swords, to find the central small sword, and even don't need to look for it at all, all Zhanbai has to do is to establish a connection with the giant sword sword demon through this small sword.

When the privilege was activated, Zhanbai's sword eyes instantly became blurred, and the small sword between his fingers gradually stopped struggling and became extremely quiet.

At this time, among the small swords in the sky, there was suddenly a small sword that froze slightly, although it recovered quickly, but the speed slowed down, and more than a dozen small swords appeared around without a trace, surrounding it.

However, in the sky full of sword shadows and the fierce battlefield of fighting, it is obvious that no one will notice such details.

……

"That...... Brother Jian, how about coming out and seeing it? ”

In the dream, Zhan Bai gently let go of his two fingers, and the small sword that was caught in it shook first after it was out of control, as if he was shaking his head to recover his senses.

Airplanes!!

Suddenly, the body of the little sword trembled violently and made a buzzing sound.

"Who are you?"

A voice inexplicably sounded in Zhanbai's mind, causing the corners of Zhanbai's mouth to rise slightly.

Before, he felt strange, and he seemed to hear different voices several times, but when he looked at the people around him, he didn't notice it.

Now, he can finally confirm that the voice in his heart is actually interpreted by himself as the body of a sword demon through the sound of the sword sound.

People have words, and swords have sword words, which is actually not difficult to understand.

It's just that in this world, the only people who know how to speak with swords may only be the two swords in front of them.

The ordinary sword sound, it was just a sound that didn't have much meaning, but if it was a sword demon...... That's the real language.

"Uh...... I'm yours...... Predecessor. "The wisdom of this sword demon is limited, and after it was artificially manufactured, it has been buried here for thousands of years. Thinking of this, the corners of Zhanbai's mouth rose, and he already had a plan in his heart.

Since he can understand the sword sound it emits, he naturally doesn't have to worry that the other party can't understand his words.

Sure enough, the little sword buzzed.

"Senpai? What is the meaning? ”

Suddenly, Zhanbai's face twisted into an embarrassing character.

Rub, thousands of calculations, but forgot about this.

This sword demon is so idiotic, he just doesn't know anything at all, so how can he explain it?

Seniors, what is it, your elders.

What is that elder?

The elders are...... Grandparents.

And what are grandparents?

Thinking of these possible chattering questions, Zhan Bai had a chill for no reason, and his strategy to climb relatives declared bankruptcy.

"Well, these are all subsections, so don't talk about it. Let's talk about you now, how about it? Zhan Bai hurriedly changed the subject.

"Me?"

"Yes, it's you." Zhan Bai nodded, just now, he could already feel that the little sword in front of him was no longer the one before.

No, that's not right, the little sword is still the same little sword, but the identity has changed.

Zhan Bai can be sure that the little sword in front of him at this time actually represents the small sword of the central brain.

"I don't know you, why should I tell myself?" The little sword buzzed.

It doesn't seem to be stupid and incorrigible.

Zhan Bai had a slight headache, even in the face of Xudu, he had never been so uncomfortable as he was now. What a clever tongue, what a plan to attack the heart, in front of such an idiot with the IQ of a three-year-old child, it is simply playing the piano to a cow.

I can't say it, I can only use the killer feature.

"Little pot friend, are you hungry?" Zhan Bai's expression changed in an instant, with an amiable smile, and she was a wolf grandmother who coaxed Little Red Riding Cycle.

Since the sword has become a demon, it is natural to eat.

I remember in my previous life, those people who heard about the flower traffickers, for three or two-year-old children, didn't they use the usual trick to coax them with delicious food?

At the beginning of the battle in Liuzhou, Zhanbai turned back into a demon body, and in just a few rounds, a lot of demon power was consumed.

He is like this, Zhanbai doesn't believe that the sword demon in front of him will be an exception.

With hundreds of enemies, and Zhanbai clearly remembers that there was no Hongmeng in the environment at that time. In other words, this sword demon, driven by Liu Chengying, has been consuming a huge amount of demon power, but there is no way to replenish it at all. Like a person who has experienced heavy labor, his stomach must be hungry.

"Well, I'm hungry. I want to go home for dinner, but ...... But the owner didn't allow it. ”

Sure enough, the little sword buzzed and showed grievances.

Go home?

Zhan Bai was shocked, but he didn't press it, this is not the time to ask this, the top priority is to get this little guy done.

"Hehe, that uncle invites you to dinner." After Zhan Bai finished speaking, he waved his hand violently.

Zhuang Zhoumeng's swordsmanship, everything is a dream, and the surrounding environment is not changing with Zhanbai's mind?

Immediately, the rich and violent Hongmeng aura spread.

Although it is a dream, Zhanbai takes a sip, and there is still a feeling of relaxation and comfort. Looking at the little sword again, it was even more joyful, and the Hongmeng Qi in the void even formed a tornado wind, which was quickly absorbed by the small sword.

"It's delicious, it's delicious, it's much better than at home." Little Sword cheered from the bottom of his heart.

"If it's delicious, eat more." Zhan Bai made a spoof of an advertising slogan from his previous life, staring at the little sword with a smile, but the sword eyes were rotating rapidly.

"Since the things at your house are not delicious, then follow me in the future, I promise to let you eat delicious food every day." Zhanbai began to be tempted.

"Okay, okay...... Uh, no. Xiao Jian's voice darkened suddenly, "The master will definitely disagree." ”

"Master, who is your master?"

"The master is the master, but I didn't know him before. But not long ago, after he made me drink some red stuff, he became my master. Xiao Jian stated upside down.

"Dripping blood to confess the Lord?!" Zhan Bai's heart was clear, "In this way, the reason why this sword demon has become so deformed is obviously intentional by Liu Chengying's Taizu, and even retains the means of control of the flying sword's blood dripping and recognizing the master." ”

"Do you like your master, then?" Zhan Bai asked.

"Like? What is Like? Is it delicious? ”

Zhanbai's expression stiffened slightly.

"That...... Little sword, I mean, do you want a master? ”

"I don't want to. In the past, I could do whatever I wanted, but now, I have to listen to my master, which is not good. "If Xiao Jian transforms into a human form, he will definitely pouted and looked resentful at this time.

"Then, we don't want a master, how about it?"

"Don't want a master?" Xiao Jian crooked his sword, and he didn't know what to think about anymore.

"The master is the master, how can you not want it?" After a long time, Xiaojian's answer made Zhan Bai almost faint, but he was relieved in a blink of an eye.

After dripping blood and recognizing the master, the concept of the master was almost deeply engraved in the subconscious of this sword demon, and there was no thought of betrayal at all.

"That little sword, let me ask you, when did you have a master?" Zhan Bai decided not to come to these vain things, the so-called quick knife to cut through the mess, before the brand of recognizing the Lord was lifted, even if he said that the sky was useless.

"Huh?" Xiaojian fell into deep thought again.

Zhanbai's heart was cold, he made a mistake again, even if this little idiot has a sense of time, with his IQ to describe it, it is estimated that it will be difficult.

Zhan Bai swears that in his past and present lives, he has never had the frustration he has now.

After seeing it for a long time, Xiao Jian was still thinking about it, obviously time was a thing, so that its small brain capacity was directly overdrawn and crashed.

But isn't this a good opportunity for you to take advantage of the opportunity?

"Hehe, Liu Chengying, you are really my good money boy. To borrow your words, the sky and the Buddha take it, but suffer from it. I will laugh at your gift. Zhan Bai muttered to himself, looking at the little sword in front of him, and his smile became more and more gloomy.