Qin Yifan knew that the flying sword could become bigger and smaller, and he could attack according to his own wishes, but he never thought that he could actually turn into such a colorful appearance according to his own wishes. glanced at the small flying sword on Lin Qiulu's body, even if it was shrunk, it still looked like a small sword, if it wasn't for Lin Qiulu's cultivation being too weak, it was because the Qiankun Sword Girl was too strong.

Not only Qin Yifan, but even Lin Qiulu was a little dumbfounded, the flying sword could actually be transformed into such beautiful clothes, and it could actually be transformed into such a clear green silk, with a face as delicate as a flower, if it wasn't for seeing the sword girl in front of him, he wouldn't have thought that there would be such a change when he killed Lin Qiulu.

If it is said that in the past, hundreds of flying swords were formed into a humanoid silhouette through the Qiankun sword box, not to mention the spiritual weapon, even if Lin Qiulu had just controlled the Qiankun sword box, it was not surprising at all, but at this moment, such a lifelike person composed of flying swords stood in front of him, but it was not just a five-grade Qiankun sword box that could do it.

The sword girl was a little stunned when she saw everyone, as if she was also proud in her heart, standing in place, turning around slightly, as if showing off her graceful figure in front of everyone. It's just that Qin Yifan and Lin Qiulu's attention was focused on the hem of the robe, like a natural dress, and with the rotation of the sword girl, there were some folds slightly, fluttering gently.

Is this really the body composed of flying swords? The sword box has been wrapped in the body of the sword girl, and she can't see anything for a long time, I thought that it would be able to conjure up such a shape in form, but I didn't expect that even the slightest movement was so real.

Only the innocent Qin Xiaoling didn't seem to understand what the woman in front of her meant, just looked at the beautiful face of the sword girl, stepped forward, stretched out a hand, and touched the sword girl's dress with some curiosity, and even stabbed the sword girl's face: "It seems to be true! Sister, is this your true face?"

In terms of age, Qin Xiaoling should be no younger than the sword girl, but this woman must have been much older than Qin Xiaoling before she died, not a young girl like Qin Xiaoling, she is completely a mature beauty with all kinds of charms.

Seeing Qin Xiaoling looking at her face stunned, the sword girl didn't care about Qin Yifan and Lin Qiulu's shocked faces, and spun again, bringing up an even more fluttering skirt: "Little sister, is it good-looking?"

Seeing that Qin Xiaoling nodded very seriously, the sword girl burst out laughing. It's just that the voice is still a little hoarse, but it has an alluring taste, which is very intriguing.

Lin Qiulu seemed to suddenly see how to control the spirit weapon, and the sword girl flew around, with laughter in the sky, turning into a flying sword, and then, with lightning speed, flew towards Lin Qiulu.

Qin Xiaoling was startled and was about to exclaim, but was stopped by Qin Yifan. All the flying swords in between, as if they knew where they were, stopped when they reached Lin Qiulu's side. In a few moments, it turned into an armor composed of flying swords.

Then, as if there was a soft sound, Lin Qiulu suddenly changed her outfit, not to mention the armor and costume of the Praetorian Guard, but the whole armor could no longer be seen to be composed of flying swords.

Qin Yifan had already seen the attack of the Qiankun Sword Box, at least, before the catastrophe, Lin Qiulu's body that could not be damaged by hundreds of flying swords was completely destroyed by her in a year, and her whole body turned into ashes. However, now that she has turned into armor, she still doesn't know how strong her defense is.

Before Qin Yifan could express this meaning, the clothes and armor on her body had changed again, a light skirt, bright and eye-catching, Qin Xiaoling next to her looked radiant, and also drove the blood veil on her body to change into the same appearance. However, no matter how it changes, it is still the color of blood red, and it is impossible to change it to anything else.

The two women, one on the left and one on the right, with the same clothes and different colors, look really pleasing to the eye. In any case, the clothes composed of flying swords are always a little harder than the armor of the forbidden army, and Lin Qiulu can be regarded as having a weapon that is both offensive and defensive.

Suddenly, the clothes on Lin Qiulu's body flashed brightly, bang, and slammed, but it was Qin Yifan who took advantage of Lin Qiulu's unpreparedness and punched her hard. Lin Qiulu's body involuntarily took a few steps back. What made Qin Yifan feel a little relieved was that Lin Qiulu didn't have a painful look on his face, and as his fist left, several flying swords actually turned into their original appearance, chasing Qin Yifan's fist and flying. Fortunately, Lin Qiulu saw the opportunity quickly, and between the moves, the flying sword flew back in a hurry, and blended into the piece of clothing again.

Qin Yifan knew the power of the punch he had just made, and although his armor looked soft and untouched, Qin Yifan's fist also experienced a backlash. The force of the shock still made Qin Yifan's fist face slightly numb.

"Not bad!" Qin Yifan also showed a smile on his face, it was indeed a good thing, no wonder everyone wanted this kind of spiritual weapon. It can react quickly and automatically attack and defend, which is rare.

Suddenly, the flying swords on Lin Qiulu's body flew up one after another, and turned into butterflies in the sky, and after flying for a long time, one after another flew into the Qiankun sword box. Then, the sword box floated in the air again, and began to flicker.

Lin Qiulu seemed to know what the sword box was going to do, but she didn't have time to inform Qin Yifan of them, she sat down in a five-hearted posture, but the sword box immediately flew into her right hand, and the other hand flew to the sword box and began to input spiritual power. When Qin Xiaoling saw it, she hurriedly ran behind Lin Qiulu, and once she had any trouble, she could directly support her.

The seven colors of light flashed on the sword box, changing colors for a while, red, orange, yellow, green, blue, purple, flashing in turn, and then flashing again and again. Lin Qiulu seemed to be struggling, and Qin Xiaoling, who was behind her, immediately stretched out her hand to Lin Qiulu's back and began to input Buddha power.

Soon, the flying sword on Lin Qiulu's neck also flew up without warning, becoming the size of an ordinary flying sword, hanging in the air, and it was also a flash of light, reflecting the light of the sword box, which was very beautiful.

It seems that there are still some parts of the Qiankun Sword Box that are not fully refined, or those Heavenly Tribulation powers have not been absorbed. Qin Yifan is not very worried, the hardest, most difficult and dangerous time has passed, and now it is just the icing on the cake.

Suddenly, both the sword box and Lin Qiulu's flying sword flickered with a burst of strong light, making people almost unable to open their eyes. Qin Yifan turned his face slightly, blocking the strong light in front of him with his hand, but his divine sense had been monitoring the movements around him.

Slowly, the light dimmed, and Lin Qiulu also stood up slowly. The flying sword had once again turned into a pendant and flew back to its chest, while the Qiankun sword box was still hovering in the air.

At the same time, many cultivators who were meditating suddenly spit out a mouthful of blood, which frightened the people next to them.

"Senior brother, how is it?" Ye Siliang of the Yinshan faction grabbed the meditating junior brother, and a pill hurriedly flicked into the junior brother's mouth. The two of them are out of the same house, and their spiritual power is the same, and while asking, they are anxious to input their spiritual power. After a while, the junior brother's face looked a little better.

The tracking formation on the flying sword suddenly failed, as if it had been refined and absorbed by him in a moment. "The junior brother had the help of Ye Siliang and quickly recovered from his injuries. What's more, it's just a first-level flying sword, and the connection with itself is not very strong, just used to track, but it is not seriously injured. The reason why he vomited blood was because of the suddenness and lack of defense, which led to some minor injuries.

"He can refine a first-grade flying sword in three days?" Ye Siliang frowned slightly: "For a person who wants to build a sword fetus, this is too fast, right?

"Maybe!" The junior brother didn't know what to say, but it was too coincidental that he chose him so much.

"What if he wasn't chosen by chance?" Ye Siliang was more thoughtful after all, and immediately proposed another possibility.

"Are you saying that he has manifested my tracking formation, or are you talking about the two women beside him?" Senior Brother was stunned, Qin Yifan was obviously just an ordinary person who didn't even know how to escape, he didn't seem to be able to appear, and he shouldn't have the ability to refine flying swords.

"That Fengwei's woman has already gone to inquire about the origin, but the other one doesn't seem to know the doorway, and she has plenty of Buddha power, she should be a Taoist friend of the Buddha, but I don't know which monk's disciple. Ye Siliang seemed to have already arranged everything, and he was not in a hurry at all: "It's okay, if you can't track it, you can't track it, I don't believe it, among so many Taoist friends who gave us a flying sword, there is no one who has also placed a tracking formation, even if they want to refine, it will take dozens of days, right?"

In the same scene, almost all the people who came to watch the battle between Qin Yifan and Tong Baizi were alive.

Lin Qiulu didn't seem to feel those at all, but happily received the Qiankun sword box to his chest, but the flying sword turned into a piece of clothing again, and wore it on Lin Qiulu's body, with the sword box of the body, firmly protected.

"Owner, the flying swords here have all become second-grade after a while. And my flying sword has also been upgraded in the tempering just now, and now it is a seven-grade flying sword!" "It was indeed very difficult just now, but with Qin Xiaoling's help, almost in an instant, more than two thousand flying swords were upgraded. No wonder Lin Qiulu was so happy, the flying sword upgrade was of course a good thing. In the past, if you wanted to refine so many flying swords and upgrade your own flying swords, it would never be possible without more than ten years of hard work.

However, Qin Yifan was not as happy as her, he just shouted "be careful", his hand was already on the dagger on his waist, and he sensed the surroundings vigilantly.

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(To be continued)