Chapter 113: Canglan Sword
Zhang Han thought that his thoughts were full of kindness, but when he looked in front of him, he saw three people, an adult, a child, and a demon, all looking at him like fools.
What kind of expression is this?
And it's okay for Su Yang and Tang San to look at themselves like this, this green-skinned monster also looks at themselves like this?
I can't bear it!
A chill flashed in Zhang Han's eyes, and he decided to teach these guys in front of him a profound lesson who didn't know how thick the sky was.
A martial soul was formed in an instant, it was a snow-white long sword, Canglan Sword!
The attack power is also the top category among the weapon martial souls, the long sword groaned lightly, turned into a sword gang, and instantly slashed towards Su Yang, but he didn't use much strength, he didn't want to kill Su Yang, he just wanted to teach Su Yang a lesson.
Su Yang's eyes were flat, "Xiao Lei." ”
The thunder demon was striking the hammer of the iron, and glanced at Su Yang blankly, Xiao Lei? Are you calling me?
But when he saw the long sword, he knew that it was impossible for this host, who was too lazy to a certain point, to make a personal move, and then his figure turned into a flash of lightning and chased towards the long sword.
It was just that in an instant, he caught up with the silver-white long sword that was about to reach the front of Su Yangmian's door, and the Haotian Hammer in his hand smashed down.
No hands left!
During this period of time, when striking iron, the thunder demon summed up an experience, if you use strong force, the iron in front of you may be completely wasted.
And it, too, will be scolded.
Using the refining method in the refining generalization, he instantly smashed towards the Canglan sword.
Clang!!
With a crisp sound of gold and iron, the martial soul shattered, and Zhang Han's whole spirit seemed a little trance-like, but he was still able to see the thoughts of the thunder demon in front of him.
It is beating this Canglan Sword Martial Soul as an ordinary piece of iron! Who would have thought that this thunder demon was born in iron.
Zhang Han didn't have any other thoughts to reveal, because he had already fainted from the shock.
And the thunder demon also seemed to have some interest in the martial soul in front of him, and when he got to the stove, the sound of the bell kept ringing, and the long sword kept changing shape in the hand of the thunder demon.
The old Jack on the side was directly dumbfounded, this green-skinned monster, he had seen it more than once, but he was able to collect other people's martial spirits?
was also stunned, as well as Xiao Tang San on the side.
He could see that the technique used by the Thunder Demon turned out to be an extremely advanced hammer technique in the General Outline of Refining Weapons, and between smashing and falling, it seemed to be deliberately shown to Tang San, and the movements were extremely slow.
"Thank you, Uncle Ray." Tang San glanced at the Thunder Demon gratefully and said.
The Thunder Demon grinned at Tang San, and his face like cyan bark revealed a smile that was more ugly than crying.
After a long time, a faint light emanated, and Tang San's first refining weapon was completely condensed, a spirit soldier forged after the Canglan Sword.
Although it took a lot of top-level materials from the Dou Qi Continent to refine such a thing, but to be able to reach this level in more than half a month, this kind of talent is no longer something that ordinary refiners can have, although a large part of the reason is above the materials and that god.
In short, for Su Yang, he was extremely satisfied, looking at the little guy in front of him, Su Yang's face exuded a doting smile.
But turning his head and looking at Zhang Han, who was already lying on the ground, Su Yang slowly gathered his emotions on his face and said, "Throw them out." ”
The Thunder Demon nodded, and then let out a long howl, lifted Old Jack and Zhang Han, who was sleeping on the side, and threw them towards the outside of the Holy Soul Village.
I don't know how long it took, but when Zhang Han woke up again, a burst of birdsong and the smell of flowers came, rubbed his head that seemed to be about to explode, and looked around blankly.
"By the way, my martial spirit?" Zhang Han suddenly remembered something, and regardless of the pain in his mind that seemed to be about to crack, he instantly released his martial soul.
Looking at the Canglan Sword in front of him, which was about to rot into a pile of scrap iron, Zhang Han was disillusioned in his heart.
"It's over, it's all gone." Zhang Han sat on the ground decadently.
The Canglan Sword in front of him, no matter how you look at it, is like a blunt weapon, and from above, there is no shadow of a weapon at all.
Although it is a sword, it is more like a flat mace.
Frustrated, he hit his soul power at the mountain rock on the side.
The mountain stone shattered, looking at the broken mountain stone in front of him, Zhang Han showed an incredible look on his face.
Although it was just a casual blow, I could feel the soul power in my body, which was even stronger.
Zhang Han quickly picked up the sword martial soul on the side, holding the Canglan Sword and urging slightly, the six soul rings instantly surged out, but for the blessing of the weapon martial soul, they all became extremely weak at this moment, as if they couldn't withstand the power of the Canglan Sword.
Moreover, his cultivation has been rapidly improved, and there is not much precipitation at all, but now, the condensed soul power has enough time to refine, and the foundation is more solid.
Gollum.
Zhang Han swallowed a mouthful of saliva, is this a blessing in disguise?
Ugly and stronger?
Zhang Han's face trembled slightly, at this moment, he didn't know that it was the credit of the thunder demon, and everything now was thanks to the green-skinned monster.
He didn't know that the Thunder Demon had only learned that little bit about the refining method, and in order for Tang San to be able to keep up with his progress, even it itself had not reached the point of condensing the weapon, so it was only such an iron lump.
But its function is completely unquestionable, being able to condense Zhang Han's soul power is only the most basic, and many of the wonderful uses still depend on Zhang Han to dig it out himself.
"This is already an acquired mutation equivalent to a martial soul." Zhang Han took a deep breath and said.
For the current Canglan Sword, Zhang Han loves and hates.
Turning around, he bowed slightly in the direction of the Holy Soul Village, didn't say anything, and turned to leave.
He was not a fool, from Su Yang's gaze, he could see that he had no interest in the Martial Spirit Palace, and even had some hatred.
And when mentioning the Martial Soul Palace, Su Yang's eyes did not change, there are only two possibilities, one is that he doesn't know the Martial Soul Hall at all, which is obviously impossible, otherwise the wisp of hostility that is not there cannot be explained.
Second, he is not afraid of the Martial Spirit Hall at all!
He knew that he could come out alive because Su Yang wanted to keep his mouth shut and let him keep everything in his heart.
If they kill themselves, it is bound that the Martial Spirit Hall will come over with great fanfare, but as soon as they leave, no one will say anything.
He had no doubt that Su Yang had this strength!