Chapter 33: Flying Swords

Bunsuke looked at the cool idol in front of him, the handsome senior brother. I couldn't help laughing: "Handsome, you say that, it really makes me think about it!"

"Whatever you want, you're fine, I'll go back!" With that, Yingjun turned around coldly, pointed at the sword in his hand, and a blue cold light sword flashed out, intending to have the momentum of immediately taking the sword away.

"Senior brother, you ......" As soon as Wen Fu spoke, Yingjun turned his head slightly, and said in a slightly soothing voice: "I am cultivating in the Cold Ice Pavilion, and I will go to the Alchemy Pavilion to practice in the near future, and you can come to me if you have something in the future!"

Bunsuke stayed where he was, and he couldn't help but have such a thought in his heart, could it be that Handsome is the same as me, and he also has a special substance similar to Heavenly Fire?

"Oh, really, why do I think so much, I just broke through the three realms of entry, I don't know if I can refine the flying sword, I'll try my skills first!" Bunsuke suddenly said with great interest.

After the spiritual period, after the ventilation of the sea acupoint, each cultivator can capture the aura between heaven and earth, and within the dantian, he can also exhale the aura because of this, so that the cultivator can rely on himself to store the vitality, and when the heaven and earth lack the aura that uses the corresponding attributes, it can also be mobilized and used in his own body.

Wen Fu sat cross-legged on the ground, tried his skills, and ran the exercises he learned in the Lieyang Clan for a cycle, and suddenly the aura of the ten heavens and the earth surged together.

Just when he was in a good mood, he was suddenly startled and stopped his efforts to vomit, because he heard the hurried footsteps of two people with different frequencies a hundred meters away.

Wen Fu supported the ground with one hand, and his body did a somersault, and he fell from the ring, he squatted down and hid in a corner of the ring, muttering in his heart, except for the time of the competition, it is impossible for anyone to come to this ring, it sounds like the two of them are in a hurry, and one after the other does not look like a hurry, but like a chase.

At this time, the footsteps were almost a few meters away from Bunsuke, who did not move, but became more cautious.

"What is the purpose of your step-by-step press?" asked the man who was running ahead.

"Hehe, who told you not to submit to us, the Qingshan Sect and the Phantom Water Pavilion have already started, you don't know the trend in the future, and it may be too late to regret it now!"

"Hmph, you're dreaming, you're talking in this tone when you catch me!"

Wen Fu was shocked by the speed of these two people and broke out in a cold sweat: "Presumably, those two people just now must be monks above the god transformation level, no! I have to become strong quickly, otherwise I am afraid that in the future, even the ability to protect myself will be insufficient!"

After saying that, Wen Fu made a quick decision and hurried to the Sword Cultivation Pavilion.

When he came to the Sword Training Pavilion again, Wen Fu saw that the stone had not yet come out, and his expression remained unchanged, probably because this was also in his expectation, but the disciple who guarded the pavilion had already been guarding the door, as if waiting for Wen Fu's arrival, which made Wen Fu couldn't help but look surprised.

The Guardian Disciple smiled and said to Wen Fu, "Have you broken through the Three Realms of Entry?" Then come in with me to refine the flying sword!"

Bunsuke didn't think much about it, because he couldn't wait to refine his flying sword, so he followed the Shouge disciple to the Ding Furnace.

In the Ding furnace, the flame was burning, Wen Fu raised his hands, only to see a colorful flame appear in the palm of his hand, with the guidance of Wen Fu, the flame gradually entered the Ding.

The disciples of the Shouge Pavilion were slightly surprised: "This is the five true fires! Use this fire to refine the sword, the effect of the flying sword will be amazing, the Wenfu brothers are really smart, I will introduce materials to the Dingnei, I really look forward to the effect of this sword when it is completed!"

After saying that, the disciples of the Shouge Pavilion introduced several materials into the tripod one by one, only to see a few flavors of materials melt into the tripod and turn into a soft iron ball.

Wen Fu pinched a few seals in his hand, one green and one white two laws into the iron ball, only to hear the gusts of wind blowing, a few auspicious cloud patterns appeared on the iron ball, Wen Fu turned in his heart and played two more laws, the slightest thunder came, bursts of fog drifted by, and the iron ball gradually appeared five-colored light.

Wen Fu used the technique of condensing the sword, the purple sword appeared, Wen Fu pushed the hilt of the sword, the long sword and the iron ball fused, the iron ball had its own sword shape, a crane roared out, the light was ten thousand ways, and the flames surrounded the sword body.

Wen Fu knew that the long sword had just been refined and was still unstable, so he calmed down to adjust the heat, and sat cross-legged in front of the ding and waited for the three days to expire.

On the other hand, the stone sat in the array, quietly realizing the essence of the path of fog, and the fog around him was unpredictable, but it could be seen that the fog with the stone as the center was gradually dissipating.

In this way, after three days, when the fog clears, the primary circle of the path of fog will be mastered by the stone.

Jade Pavilion Qianmu Yang practiced swordsmanship hard, because he listened to the orders of the master, and after Wen Fu came out, he asked him to go on a mission with him, and he didn't know the bad luck in this trip, and he had to make a breakthrough in order to complete the task safely.

Inside the Drunken Immortal Residence, Ling Xue was busy packing up the package, a pair of tiger teeth were exposed, and the smile was very bright, Lan Yan walked towards Ling Xue and said with a smile: "Don't be happy too early, be careful that your little Wenfu doesn't come to this mission, look at where you are crying at that time!"

Ling Xue blinked her eyes and grinned, "With my sixth sense and knowing that the Phantom Water Pavilion is also participating in this mission, I dare to conclude that he will definitely come!"

On the edge of the coastal area deep in the mountains and ancient times, Zixia built a thatched hut, which was planted with flowers and herbs in front of the house, and there was a small boat not far away, and Zixia would row out to sea every day.

If someone is shipwrecked at sea, he will cast a spell to save them. In this way, Zixia's reputation has also spread to the entire step of the sea, and everyone says that there is a medical fairy on the coast of the deep mountains and ancient times, and it has become a good story for the medical fairy to save people.

Three days passed quickly, the sea of clouds on the bamboo peak accumulated, there was a faint sound of thunder, in the refining furnace of the pavilion, bursts of fluctuations came out, the flying sword refining into a tendency to break through the sky, the pavilion brother was overjoyed.

This spectacle has not happened for a long time, I didn't expect Brother Wen Fu to have such an extraordinary Dao method, presumably it will become a great weapon in the future! It's just that this catastrophe is dangerous and not something outsiders can intervene to help, and whether this sword is successful or not depends on whether Brother Wen Fu can resist it!"

As soon as the disciples of the Pavilion stopped speaking, the flying sword broke through the air. Rushing towards the sky, Wen Fu volleyed into the air, and the wind chased after the flying sword, the flying sword was just in the open air, and a thunderstorm fell in the air, falling on the sword body, and the flying sword immediately stopped its body and stood in the sky, Wen Fu laughed when he saw it.

"Let you run around, stupid fork! Don't come back soon!" Flying Sword listened to Wenfu's words, although he was not convinced, but he could only return to Wenfu's side in a flash.

Wen Fu held a long sword, and several calamity lights instantly fell in the air, the sky thunder was blue at the beginning, and gradually changed from blue to red, and from red to purple, the darker the color, the greater the calamity.

Wen Fu resisted with a sword, and was hit by the robbery several times, his purple clothes were shattered, the long sword screamed, and Wen Fu also spurted out a mouthful of blood.

Without waiting for Wen Fu to catch his breath, there were several thunderbolts smashing down, but Wen Minor's cultivation was too low, not to mention the strong natural avenue, and the power of the moon fruit to help, both of which were things in the fairy world, and ordinary people had nowhere to find them, and even if they did, their bodies couldn't bear it!

Although the Heavenly Tribulation was attracted by the flying sword, with the addition of Wen Fu, the strength of the Heavenly Tribulation also changed from person to person.

Under normal circumstances, with Wenfu's cultivation, it was not enough to cause any heavenly tribulation, but this heavenly tribulation lasted for three hours, although the momentum was not very large, but it also attracted the attention of the entire famous sword sect.

Huang Yan put his hands behind his back, standing on the field behind the mountain, looking up at Wen Fu, with a smile of relief on his face.

The final thunder tribulation finally came, this time the heavenly thunder turned into a long dragon, a big mouth opened, and swallowed Wen Fu with a sword, and the sun in the center of Wen Fu's eyebrows was suppressed by the heavenly tribulation and blasted out a trace of the dragon's breath.

The long dragon turned into a thunderbolt was invincible to Ying Long's qi, and slowly dispersed a trace of thunder qi that was absorbed by the flying sword, and Wen Fu suddenly fainted and fell to the ground, and the flying sword also shrank and turned into Wen Fu's eyebrows.