Chapter Seventy-Five: Empty-handed White Blade

"Hey, it turned out to be Xuanyuan Sword, and the god just recovered some memories and bumped into the old man, interesting, interesting!"

Xuanyuan Jian was silent, and the speed of the attack became faster, facing the white crane who didn't care so much, I really sweated for him in my heart, and I just hoped that he wouldn't capsize in the gutter!

"Yo, the next killer? Come, come, let this god see if your spiritual power has decreased! ”

When the white crane said this, he finally began to fight back, and he made me stunned with his finger blocking the sword, you must know that it is an ancient artifact! With one finger, the crane can block without getting hurt!

The crane's fingers swept, flicked, and waved, and the red body paced around quickly, dazzling me.

The only thing you can see clearly is... Long Ling's dormitory has suffered, and I, because of the protection of the enchantment, am considered a holy place in this tattered state.

The table is cracked, the chair is broken, and all kinds of tea sets and vases are in tatters...

I was so happy to see that I kept cheering for it: "Good fight!" ”

And the Xuanyuan Sword seemed to be unhappy, it suddenly raised the sword body in the gap after the attack, the golden light was magnificent, and the cold aura of the sword was shining, even I could feel its infinite killing intent in the enchantment!

This move is definitely not simple, I really want to remind the crane not to underestimate the enemy, but in the electric light, the Xuanyuan sword has been cut down, and only the dazzling golden light enters the eyes, even so, I don't dare to close my eyes, for fear that when I open my eyes again, the crane has fallen under the sword....

You must survive!

I prayed and looked nervously, but my heart was bottomless, the golden light slowly faded, and my heart became more and more flustered.

I seem to have seen the crane lying in the blood amber!

"Hey, I'm doing well, what are you worried about?" Suddenly a dawn light illuminated my night, and I saw a figure gradually revealed in the golden light.

He held the sword in both hands, looked at me with a smile like a crescent moon, and said with a smile: "This is called taking the white blade empty-handed, do you want to learn?" I'll teach you! ”

The corners of my mouth twitched at this unserious look, and now I hoped that the sword just now would make him suffer a little.

Buzz buzz..

Like the sound of a bee chirping, I followed it, and it turned out to be the sound of the Xuanyuan Sword.

At this moment, the Xuanyuan sword kept swinging in the hand of the crane, but it couldn't move for a minute, and it was grabbed tightly by the crane.

Xianhe looked at it and smiled: "If this slash cooperates with the little doll of Long Ling, it may be able to hurt me a little, but it's a pity that you are fighting alone." ”

I didn't understand it, and before I could chew on the deep meaning of these words, the Xuanyuan Sword was already shrinking extremely quickly, until it was the size of an embroidery needle...

The crane came to my side, opened his hand and grinned again; "How? I'm amazing, right? ”

I looked at the little sword lying in his palm and was stunned, and the frog eyes looked at his smile again, and then I realized that he was asking me for credit!

Naturally, I squeezed my eyes and smiled a few times: "Quack!" ”

Awesome!!

"Let go of me! Let go of me!! Xuanyuan Jian's voice sounded again, but he couldn't speak when he got a "noise".

Xianhe put away his palm and turned to me and said, "Come, I'll take you out~"

Since we are thieves, we naturally want to leave in a way that is unconscious, and the crane took the frog in my arms, and I only heard a gust of wind and returned to Tianquan, which did not take a quarter of an hour!