A short sentence, a few seven words, came into Ling Mengchen's mind like a Buddha's voice fairy moon, and she immediately recognized who the source of this voice was.

The owner of this voice is none other than the Dugu Feng she came to the mountain to find, thinking about it day and night!

I saw a large cloud of colorful and brilliant to the extreme, flashing to the point of dazzling maple essence surging from behind Ling Mengchen, and gradually attached to the purple light glazed knife. A few seconds later, the glass knife changed its appearance, except that the blade became a little larger and more beautiful, only to see that a long piece of lens spit out from its knife edge, which seemed to be real and virtual, and it was extremely gorgeous. And it is perfectly integrated with this glass knife.

Ling Mengchen couldn't help but be amazed by the art-like "new glass knife" in his hand, his apricot eyes widened, his mouth opened wide, and his innocent and lovely state was fully revealed. She had never seen such a knife, and it was probably only so beautiful when it was set with all the jewels in heaven and earth.

Except that Ling Mengchen is purely looking at this "new glass knife" from an aesthetic point of view. "The others were even more attracted by the thing similar to the sword in front of this sword, because this sword light was really much more spectacular compared to the three-foot sword light that Ling Mengchen had condensed before......!" This is?...... Highest level of ...... Nine-foot sword?!" Ling Batian saw this legendary "nine-foot sword", and his jaw was about to fall in surprise. "Senior sister...... You actually ......" Zhang Zhen was even more frightened when he saw it, and he couldn't speak a whole sentence.

This sword is different from the sword qi, but it is several times stronger than the sword qi. Once you can use your own sword qi to condense the sword ray, it is equivalent to your own knife itself stretching a little longer, not only that, but the power of the sword can even be more powerful than the knife itself. It depends on the strength of the knife wielder, as well as the texture of the knife itself.

And the sword qi, which is the gas excited after injecting its own true element internal force into the knife, must be much weaker than the sword, but the advantage is that it is easy to obtain, controlled, and numerous. As long as the strength is strong enough, it is not difficult to release a hundred zhang sword qi.

It is rumored that since Pangu opened the world, there are only a handful of people who can condense a nine-foot sword. Once condensed, it is indestructible! comparable to any sharp weapon.

Xuanjizi was already taken aback, and a pair of thief eyes stared fiercely at the "nine-foot sword", and muttered in her heart.

Star Swirl was the closest, but a pair of discerning starry eyes spotted the suspicious gas, but their hearts were still like a stone casting into a pool of silence, causing ripples. Out of caution, Star Swirl wanted to stop, but fearing that she would disobey her master and insult Kunlun's reputation, she gritted her teeth and slashed at Ling Mengchen. "Mengchen, don't be afraid, you just throw the glass knife at him! Dugu Feng's magnetic, comfortable-sounding voice reached Ling Mengchen's ears again. "Well, okay, I see~" Ling Mengchen muttered in a well-behaved whisper, and threw the knife at Star Swirl as Dugu Feng said!

I saw that the glittering glass knife was like a rainbow studded with diamonds, drawing a colorful glow, like a fairy magic weapon, and the tassel turned into a star, striking at Star Swirl in an elegant parabola.

Star Swirl raised her eyes and easily saw that Ling Mengchen's blow was as childish as a child's play, and even blocking the knife was an extra move. Immediately, his body was slightly sideways in the run, and he dodged the glass knife, and struck at Ling Mengchen with even more arrogance, and he was about to succeed.

At that moment, the glass knife turned around as if it had a tracking function, and stabbed at Star Swirl's vest! At the same time, the "nine-foot blade" suddenly turned into a maple tree and bolted into five strands, each of which was aimed at the five important parts of Star Swirl's torso.

In the next second, Star Swirl only felt that he was almost three feet in front of Ling Mengchen, his neck and limbs were all pulled by the radiant maple essence, and he couldn't move forward half a step.

With a sudden pain behind him, Star Swirl felt a cold, hard object more than an inch deep into her back. A small stream of blood runs down her spine, staining Star Swirl's white clothes red.

Star Swirl frowned, anger blazing in her heart.

Star Swirl hadn't been traumatized by such a sword for an unknown amount of time. It's not that his body is invulnerable, it's that Star Swirl has been an outstanding leader since he was a child, and his strength has always been one level stronger than people in the same age group, plus he has been practicing Kunlun Authentic Mental Martial Arts since he was a child, and he is a prodigy who practices martial arts, no one has been able to hurt him.

Even if someone more powerful comes to find fault, Xuanji will protect the calf and will not let Star Swirl take risks.

When everyone saw that Star Swirl was bleeding from that inexplicable knife wound, the second monk was also confused. But the cheers rang out in the crowd of the three major sects.

"Okay!Little junior sister, good fight!!" Zhang Zhen was the first to applaud and cheered.

"Chenchen, how ......can this nine-foot sword mang" Ling Batian felt deeply puzzled by this Dugu Feng's original fake "nine-foot sword".

Sanjiang Zhenren's head is also as chaotic as a mist, I don't know how the knife on this knife can be like a psychic tentacle, how can the knife turn out of thin air? Is it all because of this glittering gas?

That Zhou Qing was still frozen by the bitter spirit, although he was not dead, but he couldn't speak.

After all, this maple tree spirit has not been controlled by anyone for tens of thousands of years, and Dugu Feng has been the first in the ages, so he successfully played such a gimmick without anyone understanding it.

On the other hand, Star Swirl's face gradually changed from arrogant and arrogant to gloomy and dark, like the tip of the iceberg of the night.

"This little girl can hurt me too?!" Self-esteem, face, pride, self-confidence, these Vanity Fair burdens make Star Swirl more and more intolerant of this seemingly childish trick, but let herself be deflated.

Star Swirl was completely enraged by the shallow, deep pain, and the muscles on her neck and arms burst out, and she used all her strength, but she couldn't move an inch, and her handsome face turned red.

Ling Mengchen saw that Star Swirl was fixed in front of him like a mummy, and the girl couldn't help but think wildly, muttering a few words around Star Swirl, and pulling out her glass knife.

Ling Mengchen carefully wiped the blood on Star Swirl's gorgeous clothes, glared at Star Swirl playfully and cutely, and then, with a "snap", it was a slap!

"Hmph, you bad guy!