In between the cultivation, Ai Hui, who was resting, was full of Loulan's muttering. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Xue Man is really gone, will she meet a very powerful master? Will she be injured? Ye Baiyi is so powerful, the spear of Chongyun has only been established for a long time, isn't Ai Hui worried? Lou Lan is very worried......

Ai Hui, who couldn't bear it, roared: "Loulan, are you idle......?

He stopped suddenly, and the fat man was also in the spear of Chongyun, and followed Tie Niu.

After a moment of silence, Ai Hui got up and patted Loulan on the shoulder: "Loulan, don't worry. ”

After that, he walked in front of the iron basket sword tower, and he was holding a gray long sword in his hand, the sword body was broad and unpretentious, like wood but not wood, like iron and not iron. The body of the sword is engraved with two ancient seals "Wufeng".

It is light and fluttering, as light as nothing, and Ai Hui's tattered body is the most suitable to use now.

The Bladeless Sword is one of the most outstanding weapons among the gifts from the palace. In order to thank Ai Hui, the palace spent a lot of thought.

The origin of the bladeless sword is unknown, and it is unknown who forged it, and it has been treasured in the palace for more than 300 years.

Raising the bladeless sword and patting the iron basket sword tower, Ai Hui shouted, "Ready to start the next round!"

Ai Hui's name of [Great Sword] was completely forgotten by everyone, but it was Gu Xuan's casual [Iron Basket Sword Tower] that was recognized by everyone, and even Ai Hui himself began to get used to using the [Iron Basket Sword Tower] to be called.

The members of the Sword of Thunder stood up one after another and took their positions.

The cultivation time is getting longer, and everyone has no discomfort, although everyone is skeptical about whether this big guy can fly, but they are still meticulous in cultivation.

Watching the lively Heavy Cloud Spear rush to the front line, it had a great impact on the Thunder Sword. The lively Yubei City is now empty and unusually deserted, and everyone has put away their frolicking hearts and is more devoted to cultivation.

No one complained that the intensity of cultivation was too high.

Bite!

A sword roar emanated from the bladeless sword in Ai Hui's hand.

The team members, who had been waiting for a long time, drew their swords at the same time. A snow-bright sword light, like a churning wave in the sun, did not have any yuan power, but a chilling momentum that seemed to be a substance suddenly enveloped the iron basket sword tower.

The momentum condensed but did not dissipate, and the air around it stopped flowing.

Ai Hui's expression was solemn, and the bladeless sword in his hand roared again.

Brushing and brushing, more than 300 sword lights flashed at the same time, and the momentum was even more condensed.

Using a sword to replace a password was Ai Hui's idea, but the effect was surprisingly good.

Ai Hui was sweating profusely, soaked with sweat, and steaming. Seven sword towers, two hundred and fifty-two sword breaths gathered in his body, and he was under tremendous pressure.

The bones of his whole body clicked, sweat snaked down his cheeks, and Ai Hui's eyes were unusually bright.

The rich and piercing aura of the sword, formless and substantial, but everywhere, gathered and crushed from all directions.

The [Sword Cloud] of the underground palace was stimulated and churned endlessly.

The sword cloud in Ai Hui's body now is ten times stronger than when he just woke up.

Ai Hui originally thought that he had lost his Yuan power and would not be able to command the seven sword towers. But apart from him, Gu Xuan, who was the most powerful, could not hold this position. Ai Hui tried it hard, but what he didn't expect was that the aura of the sword that gathered had a strong stimulation to his sword cloud.

Jian Yun is like a sword fetus back then, extremely sensitive to everything related to swords.

The stimulated sword cloud gradually increases.

Ai Hui realized, he thought of the two words that were often mentioned in the ancient sword canons, sword intent. The times are long, the sword cultivation has declined, what the sword intent is, what it is, no one knows, and Ai Hui can't figure it out.

When the overwhelming aura of the sword crushed from all directions, he suddenly thought of the word "sword intent". He didn't know if his understanding was sword intent or not.

Ai Hui had the illusion that he was back in the Hanging Golden Pagoda, tempered by the ubiquitous golden wind.

The sword cloud continued to grow, and the luster of the metal became more intense.

Ai Hui understood that what he had been refined was actually a spirit spirit.

The sword fetus is the essence of the spirit.

At that time, he racked his brains to find a way to refine the sword fetus, but found nothing.

Now it suddenly dawned on me that the sword fetus was to be tempered like this! The spirit and spirit were to be tempered like this!

His physical body is still weak, and his Yuan Force is still depleted, but his spirit and spirit have become unprecedentedly powerful in continuous tempering. He could feel his progress, and it was a hard feeling to describe.

His hearing is sharper. The faint sound in the distance was very clear to his ears, like the strings plucking in his ears. His perception range is also much larger than before, and he can sense the existence of the other party from a long distance.

But what has changed the most is that he can "see" Yuan Li.

The whole world became completely different, and he was able to directly "see" the Yuan Force around him.

The wisps of continuous Jin Yuan Force in the wind, the wood Yuan Force emitted by trees and plants like mist, the fire Yuan Force sprinkled by the sun and the raging sea of fire underground, the Earth Yuan Force has poor diffusion and will hardly spread into the air, the clouds in the sky are like still water, and the water under the earth is like rushing clouds.

The convergence of different elemental forces will stir up brilliant colorful vortices. In some places, the boundaries between the Yuan forces are clear and unmoving.

Their changes are so rich, delicate, and unpredictable.

The world of Yuan Li was presented so vividly in front of Ai Hui for the first time, which opened his eyes and gave birth to countless insights. If the five mansions and eight palaces are still intact and the Yuan Force is still alive, Ai Hui will be able to simulate many, many wonderful changes.

But he lost all his strength.

It was like a huge treasure was presented to him, but he couldn't take anything with him.

It can only be said that creation makes people, and the world is wonderful.

Ai Hui smiled bitterly, but there was no frustration or discouragement. Being able to see it is already a bonus.

What's more, Ai Hui's mind is all on the sword tower.

Jian Yun seems to have been born for the Sword Tower.

Seven sword towers, Ai Hui is at the very core, and all the swords are gathered here in him. In other words, his position was the most important and critical of the seven sword towers, and it was also the position that was the most stressed.

Without Yuan Li, he was able to incorporate the seven sword towers into his own perception category. Not a single slight change in the seven sword towers could escape his eyes. He was surprised to find that he could rely on this "penetration" to control the sword rays.

He thought of embroidery, but the difference was that he was now able to control more than two hundred invisible "threads" at the same time.

The control he was able to do was very weak, meaning that every "thread" could easily break.

But that's enough.

In the past, he relied on a strong Yuan Force to knead these swords together through the sword array. And the difference now is that he combed through these sword formations and made them gather in an orderly manner and merge into one.

It's not easy, in fact, it's more difficult than it used to be.

The amount of power he can use when combing is very low, which means that every player can't make too many mistakes, which requires everyone to be well-trained. And from the sword swinging out of the hands of the team members to the gathering, the time is extremely short. Completing the combing in such a short period of time is conceivably difficult, and it is also a great challenge for Ai Hui.

As long as there is a way, it is enough.

The eyes were illuminated by the snow sword light, and they were spotless.

The Iron Soldier looked at the layers of fortifications in front of him and breathed a sigh of relief.

They finally arrived behind the wall.

The fortifications are empty, and there are still many places that have not yet been completed. The craftsmen have all fled, and both the soldiers and Tianfeng are pure war departments, and the number of craftsmen is not large.

A figure hurried in the sky, and the iron soldier had an ominous premonition.

"Report! Enemy outposts are being attacked!

The iron soldier's heart was shocked, but he reacted calmly: "Take a few more people, don't let one go." ”

Kunlun said: "I'll go." ”

The iron soldier did not stop him, nodded and said in a deep voice: "Okay." ”

It stands to reason that conflicts at this level should not be attended by the radicals. But the Iron Soldier thought that Kunlun had not yet been on the battlefield, so it was very necessary to adapt to the battlefield first.

Kunlun led a small group of Tianfeng elites to the sky, rushing forward to help.

Looking at Kunlun's disappearing back, the Iron Soldier calmed down. He himself has a lot of combat experience and is not a rookie.

Encountering a sentry is a bad sign, indicating that although the other party has not occupied the wall for some reason, it has not given up its vigilance against this area. This means that they cannot quietly occupy a favorable position.

And, when he came to the wall, he found that the fortifications were far less and more rudimentary than he had imagined.

But after thinking about it, he was relieved, the wall of Beihai was broken in such a short time, and he was afraid that even Shi Beihai didn't think of it. How many fortifications can be built in such a short time?

With simple fortifications and inexperienced recruits, this battle was even more tragic than he expected.

Soon, the Iron Soldier's guess was confirmed.

Several teams of outposts in a row were confronted by the blood of the gods, and a battle broke out between the two sides. The scale of the battle, though small, was extremely fierce, as can be seen from the fact that less than half of the outposts returned.

Kunlun came back soon, and her face was not very good. The enemy's resistance was stubborn, and there was no longer any chance, but not a single one of the opponents surrendered and fought to the death.

The level of bloodiness of the battle is not at all comparable to the battle in the dojo.

The iron soldier strode forward, without comfort, and said in a deep voice: "The enemy's large army will arrive soon, we must seize the time, advance forward, and occupy favorable terrain." ”

Kunlun nodded: "Okay!"

She realizes that the battlefield is another world.

Ignoring the fatigue of the long-distance attack, the two war divisions advanced at full speed, trying to advance to a deeper position. After advancing for about fifty miles, the Iron Soldiers suddenly ordered to stop the advance and defend on the spot.

And ask everyone to hurry up and rest, the enemy is coming soon.

The Iron Soldier knew very well that the enemy was waiting for work, and his own side was very tired. If they can't recover some of their strength, even with the help of fortifications, they will most likely not be able to withstand the first wave of the enemy's attack.

For recruits, the importance of the first battle is unparalleled. If they win the first fight, they can easily build confidence, and if they lose, they will collapse on the spot.

Facts have proved that the arrangement of the Iron Soldier is very correct.

Two hours later, a large army of the enemy appeared in front of the battle. (To be continued.) )