The Windmill Sword is a brand new weapon that no one has ever seen. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

How to fight, what specialties there are, and how much combat effectiveness is, no one knows.

Kunlun Tianfeng has always watched the operation of the sword tower, because she is a sword cultivator, she is very curious about the windmill sword. Ai Hui had said before that the sword cultivation of the windmill sword was different from the ordinary sword cultivation, which also aroused her curiosity.

Shi Xueman was also full of curiosity, when she left, the windmill sword was still an ugly iron frame.

Xiaoshan and the Iron Soldier all stared wide-eyed, waiting for the performance of the windmill sword.

Everyone's eyes gathered, Gu Xuan only felt that it was like a man's back, and the pressure increased sharply. Shi Zhiguang at the end of the sword is also like facing a great enemy, and he has a twelve-point spirit.

Gu Xuan settled down, and when he saw the enemy rushing from all directions, he didn't immediately draw his sword, but shouted: "Bump into it!" [Seven Stars] prepare!"

Shi Zhiguang's eyes widened, and the palm holding the hilt of the sword conjured up an afterimage, which was dazzling. Huoda, who was not far away, had his eyes shining, and he never completed this move as beautifully as Shi Zhiguang. The difficulty of this move is not in the speed of the movement in the hand, but in the fast change of the action in the hand, but the input of Yuan Force must always be maintained at a very subtle and precise level.

Under the extreme speed of action, but to maintain a stable and fine input of yuan force, this is the most difficult part.

Sometimes, I have to admit that talent is a very scary thing. Shi Zhiguang's realm is far worse than Huoda, and his understanding of Yuan Li is even more different, but in the position of the sword envoy, Shi Zhiguang's performance is even better.

The captain of the Divine Wolf Sentinel saw that the windmill sword in front of him trembled slightly, suddenly blurred, turned into a streamer, and flew towards him.

So fast!

The blood cultivation sentry only felt a flower in front of him, and the windmill sword wrapped in light rushed in front of them.

There was no time to dodge, there was a muffled bang, and the three blood cultivators were directly knocked into the air like a ball.

The windmill sword is full of experienced combatants, and it can be judged from the sound alone that the three blood cultivators are afraid that the bones in their bodies have been shattered, and there is no chance of surviving.

It's fierce!

For someone like the Iron Soldier who advocates hard-hitting and hard-hitting style, the scene of the windmill sword rampage through the crowd began to appear in his head, crushing flesh and blood everywhere he passed.

The murder weapon is even more fierce than Zhenshen Peak!

Zhenshen Peak is larger in size and has more diverse offensive methods, but in terms of impact, it is far inferior to the windmill sword.

The Iron Soldier suddenly liked such a murder weapon, and wondered if he would buy one or two from Ai Hui later.

The windmill sword effortlessly penetrated the encirclement net of blood cultivation, and at this moment, Gu Xuan shouted violently: "Sword up!"

There was a trembling buzz.

It was like countless tuning forks sounding at the same time, and everyone on the sword only felt their heads sink suddenly. Although they quickly returned to normal, everyone's faces involuntarily changed, showing a look of surprise and shock.

Sting!

A sound like lightning, an irregular thick sword burst out from the end of the sword.

This is......

The eyes widened for fear of missing a detail.

The sword exploded like thunder, turning into seven dazzling points of light and scattering in all directions. Bang, the light burst out, countless swords gushed, blooming like flowers, and seven sword nets, large and small, appeared in the air, scattered and distributed.

The sentry captain's eyes suddenly burst into a dazzling light, white and expansive, and he knew that something was wrong.

didn't have time to react, and the gushing sword swept in.

His strong body was instantly torn apart by countless swords.

When the light dissipated, the sky was empty, and all blood cultivation was wiped out.

Gu Xuan let out a long breath, and finally eliminated the enemy without messing up. The scope of the [Seven Stars] is very large, but there are still dead ends, and if you are unlucky, there will be fish that slip through the net.

Luckily, I was lucky today.

He wiped his sweat, secretly glanced at the boss, and saw that the boss didn't react, and breathed a sigh of relief.

The rest of the Windmill Sword was silent at the moment, everyone was hit hard and needed time to digest.

Ai Hui didn't feel anything, Gu Xuan's performance could only be said to be decent. However, he also knew that he was in a hurry, and he would be able to become proficient after a few more fights, and he completely forgot that he was not actually a veteran of the battlefield.

Everyone's expressions gradually returned to normal, after all, they were not ordinary people, but Kunlun Tianfeng was difficult to calm down. She now completely understood what Ai Hui said before, the difference between the two sword cultivation. She was most strongly shocked and shocked, and Gu Xuan and the others completely subverted her understanding of sword cultivation.

Can this also be considered sword cultivation?

Do not pursue the change of sword style, but pursue the synchronization of each other, such a sword cultivation, unheard of!

If she hadn't witnessed the incredible power of the Thunder Sword, she would have regarded it as an aberration. There has been no such swordsmanship since ancient times!

The Volcano Venerable sighed with emotion: "Just a sentry team dares to charge at us, which shows its momentum. ”

The iron soldier said: "The blood cultivation is like a broken bamboo, I only feel that we are vulnerable, and a few people have broken a war department, which is really a thing." ”

There were mixed feelings in everyone's hearts, from the balance of strength of the two sides to the disadvantage of Yuan Xiu, which plummeted in a short period of time. Yuan Xiu really doesn't have much pride, even if it is regarded as a miracle, the spear of Chongyun can only highlight the weakness of Yuan Xiu today.

Everyone was much more sober, the shock brought by the windmill sword was eliminated a lot, and the mood became heavy. The windmill sword is indeed sharp, but the difficulty of cultivating the sword is destined to have a limited impact on the entire battle situation. One more windmill sword, can there be a fundamental change in the battle situation?

Ai Hui noticed that everyone's mood was low, but there was nothing to do. This is not something that can be changed by one or two sentences, the gap in the mentality of the two sides is forged by victory or defeat.

The only way to boost morale is to win, and there is no other way.

Ai Hui also realized that this battle was only more difficult than he imagined. These generals and powerful masters around them are so pessimistic, and the morale below can be imagined.

Ai Hui remembered the direction of the sentry just now, and ordered to go down and continue to move forward.

An encounter with an enemy outpost means that you are not far from the enemy's large forces.

Sure enough, soon they encountered a second wave of outposts, but Ai Hui still did not intervene and continued to let Gu Xuan command.

This time, Gu Xuan's performance was better than last time, and he didn't let a detective leave.

However, the location was too close to the enemy's tent, and the fluctuations of the battle alarmed the other outposts. The third wave of outposts came very quickly, and did not give them the slightest respite.

This time, the Thunder Sword commanded by Gu Xuan failed to completely annihilate the enemy.

Of course, in addition to Gu Xuan's level still needs to be improved, it is also related to the active evacuation warning of the blood cultivation outpost. When they saw the windmill sword break through to this point, these outposts knew that the outposts ahead had already met with accidents. Instead of fighting to the death, they scattered and fled. At this moment, the most important thing is to warn the large army.

A bewitching bright red blood-colored signal bloomed in the air.

From this point, it can also be seen that the elite of blood cultivation. Compared with Yuan Xiu's war department, they are more calm and sophisticated, and they have more combat experience.

Everyone's expressions were very solemn.

People like Xiao Shan, Volcano Venerable, and Bronze Ghost Fish Jin were all on the front line for the first time, and they were in contact with the Blood Cultivation War Department for the first time. The elite of blood cultivation exceeded their expectations.

The Iron Soldier reminded Ai Hui: "The enemy's large army is coming. ”

Ai Hui said lightly: "It's already here." ”

As soon as his words fell, the distant horizon trembled like water waves, and there was a faint rumble. Even if you are so far away, you can feel an invincible momentum rushing towards you.

Ai Hui turned around and walked towards the Sword Tower.

His steps were unhurried, like a bandaged old zombie strolling around. Everyone has taken his weird red-eyed zombie costume from the beginning to being accustomed to it.

What does Ai Hui want to do?

There was some uncertainty in everyone's hearts.

Ai Hui held his sword and climbed the steps, his thin figure exuding an indescribable momentum.

The members of the Thunder Sword team suddenly became excited, the boss is going to take action himself! From the beginning of the battle on the top of the Black Fish Mouth Mountain, the members of the Thunder Sword team worshipped Ai Hui as a god. Later, most of the daily cultivation was led by Gu Xuan, and the boss rarely made a move.

Ai Hui's breath is getting deeper and deeper, and it has become more and more unfathomable in everyone's minds.

Gu Xuan was also very excited, he was the deputy head of the Thunder Sword, and he was also the master whose strength was second only to Ai Hui in the War Department. But only he knows how big the gap is between him and the boss.

Every time the boss makes a move, it is an excellent opportunity for him to observe.

All eyes were focused on Ai Hui, and many people showed surprise in their eyes.

It was the first time they had seen such a strange situation.

Ai Hui didn't have the slightest fluctuation of Yuan Force on his body, but for some reason, his whole person seemed to have become extremely ethereal and transparent, just like ...... Crystal the same. He was surrounded by an inexplicable invisible aura.

Kunlun Tianfeng's beautiful eyes lit up, and she could hardly believe her eyes.

To others, that invisible breath is very unfamiliar, but to her, it is very familiar and intimate.

It was the breath of the sword! the breath of the sword!

It was the realm she dreamed of, and a similar description could only be seen in the classics of those cultivation eras.

Oh my God, how did he do it?

Kunlun Tianfeng has been obsessed with swords since she was a child, and writing a "Sword Codex" is one of her greatest wishes. She had always thought that she was the strongest sword cultivator today, but today she found out that someone was walking ahead of her.

There is no Yuan Force, only pure sword.

Ai Hui didn't know that everyone's hearts were in turmoil at this time, when he stood in the sword tower and held the hilt of the sword, he had no distractions and focused on the sword, as if he was a different person.

Perception stretched between heaven and earth, the whistling golden wind with clouds and sunlight rushed past the light curtain of the windmill sword, the towering mountains in the distance seemed to be staring at him, and the sky above his head seemed to be staring at him.

The earth is vast, and the pride is born.

He drew his sword and unsheathed it.

Hum, attracting all the swords to roar in unison, the sound of the four fields.

The light tremor from the sword in his hand was like a fine electric current, flowing through the whole body of the team members, stimulating their scalps to explode, the hairs on their bodies stood on end, and the blood flowing in their bodies boiled silently, like rushing red lava.

In the wind whistling in the sky, a cold voice.

"Target enemy troops, rush at full speed!"