Cut~ Brother Yao, you don't know my recovery power yet, by the way, Brother Yao, you are also a dual cultivation of body and law, how about it? Do you want to try it, you haven't played flying swords."

After spending a spirit stone to rent a quiet room in the Cultivation League, Tang Ze quickly refined the cyan flying sword.

With his reading, he naturally knows how to use mana to control magic weapon attacks, and knows that the closer the magic weapon is to himself, the stronger the control of the magic weapon will be, and the greater the power and speed, after a little practice, he found that the limit distance of his control is thirty meters, and the power within ten meters is the greatest.

"Brother Yao, do you want to try the power first."

"Come on, come on, wait for you for a long time" Wu Yao was eager to try.

"Brother Yao wear gloves and stand thirty meters away from me, I want to attack with all my might, Brother Yao, you have to defend well."

The cyan flying sword was poured into the dragon power by Tang Ze and levitated.

Sou~

With Tang Ze's eyesight, the average speed of the flying sword he shot was about seventy-five meters per second, and it reached Wu Yao's body in just two-fifths of a second, but this speed was naturally nothing to Wu Yao, and the hands with black leaky gloves were pushed forward overlappingly.

Clang~

There was a crisp sound of gold and iron, Wu Yao didn't feel much impact, but Tang Ze's flying sword flew upside down, "Tang Ze, you really used all your strength, I feel that you were quite fast at the beginning, but this power is really average."

Tang Ze smiled, "Brother Yao, stand here again, give it a try," and at the same time pointed to the ten meters in front of him.

Tang Ze once again unleashed the flying sword.

Sou~

This time, the flying sword did not go out of Tang Ze's body ten meters, so every moment was the power and speed of the flying sword was the greatest.

Tang Ze visually measured that the speed of the flying sword within ten meters of himself should be able to reach one hundred and fifty meters per second.

Clang~

This speed almost made Wu Yao, who was a little slack, not react, and there was another crisp sound of gold and iron, this time it was obviously Wu Yao, who had fallen back a few steps, to suffer, "Damn, Tang Ze, you actually tricked me, you must have used all your strength before, this time it really scared me, give me the flying sword to try."

"Cut~ Brother Yao, am I that kind of person" said and erased his mana mark and threw the flying sword to Wu Yao, "The closer the magic weapon you control is to yourself, the stronger the control of the magic weapon will be, and the greater the power and speed at the same time, you practice it yourself first, and I will be a meat target for you in a while."

Wu Yao tried, the limit distance of his control was about twenty-five meters, and the gap between him and Tang Ze was five meters, which made it impossible for Jiu Lao Lian to call.

Wu Yao practiced for a while, "Come on Tang Ze, I've probably already practiced."

"I've been waiting for you for a long time, come on, Brother Yao," he said, took out the golden cloud stick, and stood directly ten meters in front of Wu Yao.

The flying sword shot out at great speed, and the golden cloud stick in Tang Ze's hand did not dodge or dodge a head-on collision.

Clang~

Tang Ze, who collided head-on with attack, obviously didn't take any advantage, "How about Brother Yao, it feels good to use a flying sword."

"It's really exciting, but I don't think it's enjoyable, so let's try it out."

Tang Ze pondered for a moment, "Okay, but Brother Yao, I'll also use the flying sword to try it against people in a while, and there are still losers who have supper!"

The two stood exactly twenty-five meters apart.

Wu Yao's flying sword shot out and hit Tang Ze's chest directly, but the power and speed of the flying sword at this distance, Tang Ze wanted to block it with a golden cloud stick, but he didn't give up when he was bored, and controlled the flying sword around Tang Ze, constantly looking for various tricky angles to attack Tang Ze.

Clang~

Clang~

Clang~

In a string of gold and iron sounds, Tang Ze slowly approached ten meters around Wu Yao, and now Tang Ze is very cautious, not only because the power of the flying sword will become the maximum from here, but also because if you are not careful, it will really bleed and be injured, because both of them have cultivated gods and demons to refine their bodies, even if they are accidentally injured, they will recover after a while, so the two of them will not be merciful in the daily exchange between the two of them for three days.

However, Wu Yao's control of the flying sword was obviously not as good as the mid-congenital monk who was slapped to death by Tang Ze with a stick, Tang Ze walked in front of Wu Yao in a metallic sound, "Brother Yao admit defeat or not?"

Wu Yao showed a hint of a smile, and Tang Ze immediately knew what Wu Yao was going to do when he saw Wu Yao's smile.

The golden cloud stick in his hand slashed diagonally, but Wu Yao slipped and fell to the ground against the edge of the golden cloud stick, and then rolled to Tang Ze's back, and took a sip of Shenhui while standing up.

"Damn, Brother Yao doesn't take you like this"!

"Haha, who said that you can only use flying swords, and you have nothing to fear, we are both in the early stage of congenital."

"Damn, Brother Yao, what you said is easy, don't you know how disgusting your own fighting style is?"

Tang Ze is really reluctant to deal with Wu Yao's Drunken Eight Immortals, to be honest, even if Tang Ze is desperate with a monk in the late congenital stage, he is not willing to be disgusted by Wu Yao's Drunken Eight Immortals, especially Wu Yao, who has comprehended a trace of Tai Chi.

Just imagine, an opponent who was not very able to touch in the first place has now comprehended the way of Tai Chi, which means that what you finally touch with air will be easily dissolved by the other party.

But the fight has started, and now there is still a chance for Tang Ze to refuse.

Tang Ze blessed his attack for the first time with Dao Nian, and he was in the stick of Dao Nian of Bright Dao Nian from the most rigid to the yang.