"Is there anything you fancy in all this waste?"

The woman's red lips opened slightly, her jade hand drew circles in the void, and a handle spirit soldier jumped and swirled, as if it had come to life. [Latest chapter reading.]

Xiaochen didn't say anything, still staring at one of the countless suspended spirit soldiers.

"Is this the handle?"

The woman's slender jade finger was a little, and a sword with several scars snapped to the ground, only an inch away from Xiaochen's toes.

Xiaochen didn't even look at the sword in front of his feet, and said, "It's that sword, it has nothing to do with you." ”

"Oh?"

"It's not this, it's this?"

"Ding!"

Another worn-out long sword was nailed to Xiaochen's feet, Xiaochen didn't reply, but his eyes became colder.

The woman seemed to be playing hidden, and kept flicking her fingers and throwing out a handle of spirit soldiers to nail in front of Xiaochen, looking at Xiaochen's increasingly cold face, the woman smiled even more happily and proudly.

"Let you shake your face, ignore Miss Ben's peerless beauty, don't torture you to death, I have your surname!"

The woman said secretly in her heart.

"Is it this?"

"Isn't it?"

"This one should be, right?"

......

The woman kept throwing out a sword, and kept asking, Xiaochen suppressed the anger in her heart, until a pitch-black broken sword was nailed to the ground, and the inky Xiaochen finally broke out.

Don't die in silence, just explode in silence.

"Enough!"

The sudden explosion made Erbao and the maid stunned, looking at Xiaochen stupidly, with a look that they couldn't bear to imagine the consequences.

The woman was also shocked by this explosion, and the spirit yuan in her hand did not contain it, and the spirit soldiers suspended in mid-air all fell down with a bang.

"How dare you yell at me?"

The woman stared at Xiaochen with a layer of frost and said coldly.

A cold air rushed straight to Xiaochen, the corners of Xiaochen's eyebrows raised, and a wisp of blood slowly overflowed from the corner of his lips.

"You have such strength!"

But thinking of this woman's identity, Xiaochen was relieved.

Xiao Chen ignored the angry woman, and slowly bent down to lift a sword as black as ink.

The sword body is pitch black and has no blades on both sides, it looks like a piece of blackened wood, the shape of the sword handle is peculiar and different from the general sword, it is very long, the end of the sword handle is still round, the sword handle is the same as the sword body, it is also pitch black as ink, the sword handle and the sword body are integrated, as if it is made of a whole piece of material.

Xiaochen held it in his hand as a treasure, slowly brushed the sword body, looked at the word "Wufeng" engraved at the junction of the sword handle and the sword body, looked at the broken and mutilated sword body, a thought rushed up, the sword eyebrows frowned slightly, the sword was dead, and the sword spirit in the sword no longer fluctuated.

"Old man, I'm alive again, but you're dusty again, even more ......"

Xiaochen slowly closed his eyes, his sword eyebrows frowned slightly, his nose was sore, and two lines of tears slowly flowed.

"Wu Feng, since we meet again, one day we will make you sharp in the world again!"

"A sword, even more beautiful than me?"

"Facing me, my face does not change, looking at a sword is so gentle, just like treating the woman I like, damn it, is this sarcastic to me!"

Looking at the young man with a gentle face looking at the sword in his hand, the woman felt a sense of frustration.

"Since you like this sword so much, then ..... Hmph~ I'm sorry for the grievances I suffered if I don't let you bleed heavily!"

"Hey, this is something from our Wanbaolou, if you want to take it away without paying a price, that's not okay. ”

The woman's jade arms wrapped around her chest and said.

"Bid!"

Xiaochen calmed down his fluctuating mood and stared at the beautiful woman in front of him.

"It's not cheap. ”

"Say it, how much!"

"Ten thousand taels!"

"Deal!"

Xiaochen shook his hand, threw a stack of silver tickets into the arms of the little guy, and said, "These are enough!"

The little girl licked her fingers, counted the silver tickets in her hand, glanced at Xiaochen in surprise, and said to the woman: "Miss, this is three hundred and eighty thousand taels!"

The woman was stunned, so refreshing!

I suddenly felt an inexplicable regret in my heart, looking at such a bold way to take money, is it too little?

"Guest officer, you have given too much. ”

Erbao shook the silver ticket in his hand and said to Xiaochen.

Xiaochen walked into the showroom and said, "I didn't say that I only sold this one!"

Erbao glanced at the beautiful woman, as if asking, the woman nodded lightly, and Erbao answered and followed.

"Miss, this boy is so strange. ”

"Hmph, I'd like to see how weird he is. ”

Then he leaned into the maid's ear and whispered something.

"Huh?"

The maid exclaimed, looked at the beautiful woman and said, "Miss, you don't really want to do this, do you!"

"What, don't want to?"

The maid pouted reluctantly, "It's not, it's just..."

"Then do it!"

"Okay"

After that, he twisted his waist and left.

The maid looked at the beautiful figure and sighed helplessly.

Sitting at the table, looking at Wu Feng on the table, there was an inexplicable emotion in my heart.

Is the reunion after a thousand years a fate or a joke by the gods?

The current Wu Feng can't exert one-thousandth of his power at all, if he wants to repair it, in addition to the difficulty of finding materials, even the highest-level refiner in the Kyushu Continent may not be able to repair it well.

The sword of the person is broken, and after a thousand years, Xiaochen gets Wufeng again, in addition to lamenting the changes in the vicissitudes of the sea, there is more monstrous anger in his heart.

Wu Feng was accidentally found by Xiaochen in a desolate place when he was young when he was wandering in the heavenly domain.

At that time, it was Zhao Zihao who walked with Xiaochen, and the two of them found a total of two sharp weapons in that divine wilderness, one of which was Wufeng, Xiaochen was attracted by Wufeng at first sight, and used Wufeng as a matching sword, at the beginning Xiaochen thought that Wufeng was just a spiritual soldier, but with the improvement of Xiaochen's strength, he found that Wufeng was originally a divine soldier!

What Zhao Zihao got was a sword combined with a sawtooth, and its name was "Demon Tooth Sword", and it was later discovered that the "Demon Tooth Sword" was also a divine weapon.

Xiaochen's Wufeng was broken by Zhao Zihao with a magic tooth, and Xiaochen himself was even slashed by the magic tooth sword.......

Gently exhale a breath of turbidity, calm down the uneasy mood, put Wu Feng away, even if Wu Feng becomes a pile of waste, Xiao Chen will not throw it away, because staying by his side will be like a kind of whipping, and he can always remind Xiao Chen: "Cultivate hard, only by flying to the Heavenly Domain can you find Zhao Zihao for revenge!"

Martial arts all the way, step by step, you can't force it, the past is unbearable, you can only let him go away like smoke, the current thing, Xiaochen is not allowed to reminisce about the past, you must look forward.

Pick up the water sword, hold the hilt of the sword, draw the sword out of the sheath, and the crystal clear fitness has layers of water waves-like sword patterns.

Rao did not input the spirit element, and the Youshui Sword was also sharper than ordinary swords.

Airplanes!

Zheng!

A sword stabbed out. The sword body hummed, and the water flowed.

"Six-star spirit soldier, really good sword, this money is worth it. ”

"Thorn!"

"Slash!"

"Split"

"Cut"

......

The Youshui Sword without activating the inscription was not heavy, Xiaochen picked up the Youshui Sword, and the spirit yuan was transported to the crystal clear sword body.

"Buzz!"

The water on the sword body flowed, with the sound of rushing water, and the three water system inscriptions were activated.

The original weight of the sword was only eighty catties, and the first inscription was activated, and the weight of the sword body directly reached one hundred and two catties.

The weight skyrocketed.

Buzz!

A sword is thrown out.

The sound of rushing water was heard, and the blade of the sword made a ripple in the air.

Ling Yuan carved a white sword mark on the ground.

"Buzz!"

Activating an electric inscription, the air around the sword body crackled, and a series of lightning snakes emanated from the sword body, and Xiao Chen's palm holding the sword was a little numb.

The weight of the sword has increased by another hundred and eighty pounds!

The power of the water system and electricity inscription is combined, there is electricity in the water, and there is water in the electricity.

One light and one darkness catch the opponent off guard.

Cangyue swordsmanship, the first style: Haidilao Moon!

The sword body was lifted, picked, and shocked, bringing a ripple in the air with electric light and water waves, and the places where the sword body skimmed were all scorched black by the electric inscriptions.

The body turns, the sword body turns,

"Hum~"

The third wind system inscription was activated, and the speed of swinging the sword increased greatly, and the weight also increased to more than four hundred and seventy catties.

All the Dao inscriptions were activated, the weight of the sword increased dramatically, and Xiao Chen's arm trembled slightly, and he had to stabilize his gesture again.

With the transportation of Xiaochen Lingyun and the unfolding of swordsmanship, Xiaochen's accuracy of swordsmanship has slightly deviated.

Xiaochen's evaluation of this sword is very poor!

The trend of the sword move is not accurate, and the Youshui Sword after the weight increases and explodes with all its strength is not as easy to control as before.

The first contact between each spirit soldier and the master needs to be run-in, and only after being thoroughly familiar can all the energy of the spirit soldier burst out and assist the monk in battle.

Xiaochen is now a cultivator in the middle stage of the Gathering Spirit Realm, and the power of one punch has the power of twenty-six bulls, directly chasing the power of the late stage of the Gathering Spirit Realm, and the power of the two-headed barbarian elephant can be reached by bursting out with all his strength.

However, these are momentary explosive forces.

If it is changed to a seven-star spirit soldier, the weight of the sword body after activating the inscription will reach 30,000 catties, and it will be difficult to lift it evenly, let alone perform exquisite sword moves.

Six-star spirit soldier, this is the best level that Xiao Chen can control the spirit soldier at will in the sword realm where he is now, and it can be perfectly combined to exert its full power.

Seven-star level or higher level spirit soldiers are not unusable, but if they can't exert their full power, there will be a feeling that they have worked hard but have no efficiency and are powerless.

Soldiers are just an auxiliary means, if they can't be combined with the user as they want, it is better not to use them, and it is better to have less than to overuse.

As for the holy soldiers, Xiaochen can use such weapons that are beyond the scope of spiritual soldiers, it is because the quality of the holy soldiers is not heavy, and it is related to the materials used to build the holy soldiers.

Xiaochen came to the small courtyard, and after half a morning of cultivation, Xiaochen was completely adapted to the weight of the sword body after activating the various inscriptions of the six-star spirit soldier.

The Water Sword is becoming more and more handy in the hand, and it has established an inexplicable connection with the sword.

With Xiaochen's current kendo realm, he can control the sword moves at will to release the sword qi to fight, and he can control the sword qi through a small hole with a needle's eye.

However, Xiaochen is not very satisfied in his heart, the monk's warrior is tantamount to the monk's second life, Xiaochen can't always use the holy sword, that is too ostentatious, although this six-star spirit soldier is also a good choice, but, Xiaochen has no feelings for this sword in his heart, just because there has always been a position in his heart, that is, no edge!

Wu Feng is irreplaceable in Xiaochen's heart.

"Broken Sword Forge!"

Xiaochen secretly said in his heart: "Zhao Zihao, Wufeng will definitely be reforged! You will definitely be killed by Wufeng!"

(End of chapter)