Chapter 137: Self-created Three Green Sword Technique
The girl in the tower had no idea what kind of sensation she had caused. As soon as she entered the tower, she was transported to the ninth layer of the small world.
Fu Zhu wanted to ask the sword layer by layer, so he took the initiative to go down. After a while, he returned to the nine-story small world, and also figured out what was going on with the Sword Tower.
There seem to be countless glass shards scattered and suspended in the Sword Tower, each piece is a small world, the higher you go, the fewer the number of glass shards, and the larger the shards.
This also means that the higher the tower level, the easier it is to get into the same small world.
Luo Mei'er stared at the spirit flower on the ninth floor, a little chest tightness and shortness of breath, not to mention that it was difficult to meet in the tower, as far as the strength of her and Mo Chuan was concerned, they could only go up to the eighth layer.
9th Floor ......
Although there is a person from the Yu family, that person is not a subordinate of the young lady.
Luo Mei'er pondered for a moment and ordered: "You are guarding the Sword Tower here, and if there is any movement, come and report to me immediately." ”
She had to go back to the Jade Mansion first to ask the eldest lady what to do next.
Without Luo Mei'er's order, Mo Chuan could only stay where he was, he looked at Luo Mei'er's distant back, habitually rubbed the jade wrench in his hand, and lowered his head to think.
Ask inside the Sword Tower.
Fu Zhu disconnected a giant sword and made room to help Sanqing, but saw the little girl holding a short sword and wielding it at will, and the red gold flame melted the flying sword in front of her in an instant.
There are no sword moves, but they are inexplicably familiar.
The rune beads looked at it for a while, and finally noticed something strange. Sanqing's sword-swinging moves are no different from her swinging flags.
The iron sword that covered the sky and the sun was melted by Sanqing's fire, and it did not form a shape, turning into a small pile of mud mountains.
Sanqing held the sword, slashed twice on the left, slashed two swords on the right, flipped his wrist, and tried to save a sword flower that was not like a four, "My self-created swordsmanship is amazing!" ”
Without waiting for the girl to answer, her mind turned, her eyes were shining, and she said proudly: "This set of swordsmanship is called Sanqing Swordsmanship!" ”
After speaking, she reviewed the "Sanqing Sword Technique" again, and the rune beads clearly saw that the bull's head was not in the horse's mouth with the previous dance.
"Hah-look at the sword!"
Clang!
Fu Zhu raised her sword and blocked it slightly, Sanqing's sword stopped, her hand was a little sore, and she immediately put away the sword.
Wailing and sighing, "It seems that my swordsmanship has not yet reached the level of the best in the world!" ”
Runic Bead: "......"
Sanqing was not discouraged, she quickly regained her spirit, "I will barely succumb to you and be the second in the world!" ”
"Second in the world, take your swordsmanship, let's go to the front and have a look."
When the little girl heard this title, she was extremely happy, and Sanqing stopped practicing the swordsmanship, so she put away the sword, and pretended to respond calmly: "Okay." ”
After thinking about it, he added a title, "No. 1 in the world." ”
A smile tugged at the girl's lips.
No. 1 in the world.
Although not now, sooner or later it will be.
At the mouth of a narrow mountain cliff, a howling wind is heard. The sound was like the galloping of ten thousand horses, and it was like a ghost crying wolf. The wind was so strong that it flattened the cliffs, and the stones at your feet were scratched.
"Fu ...... No," Sanqing changed his words and said, "You see, there is a scabbard here!" ”
The smile on Fu Zhu's lips froze, "You still call me by my name." ”
Although she wants to be the first in the world, Sanqing has always called her that, which is also embarrassing.
Sanqing sighed, and shouted again: "Fu Zhu, come and see this scabbard!" ”
Fu Zhu took a step towards Sanqing, and the little girl pointed to the gorgeous scabbard in the stone crevice, her face was serious, "This scabbard is very suitable for my sword." ”
She'd picked up a sword, but she didn't have a scabbard yet! Now it just so happened to happen, it's really that there is nowhere to find the iron shoes, and it takes no effort to get it.
“……”
"Are you sure?" Fu Zhu asked.
Sanqing nodded without hesitation.
"But I can't pull it out, you help me."
Fu Zhu sighed, but still chose to take a hand, and wasted a lot of effort, and failed to separate the scabbard from the stone.
"Get out of the way." The girl let go of her hand and said to the little girl.
Sanqing obediently got out of the way, only to see the sword light flashing in front of her, the stones were torn apart, and the gorgeous scabbard she was thinking about fell out.
Sanqing happily picked up the scabbard and patted the dirt on it, the corners of his mouth rose up, and it was difficult to contain.
Fu Zhu also saw the so-called scabbard of her sword clearly, her throat rolled, and she finally didn't say anything.
Forget it, whether it's the scabbard or the dagger sheath, Sanqing is happy.
The black short sword, half of the sword body is exposed outside the scabbard, nondescript, and the swagger is a little blind.
Sanqing was very happy, and he was humming a little song along the way.
Stepping into the wind, the wind became more and more violent, countless wind blades attacked, and there was no way to avoid it, Sanqing saw the cut on his clothes, his little face was wrinkled, and he remembered to tie up the enchantment to protect himself.
Sanqing turned her head to look at the rune beads, the girl was holding the long sword, just looking over, her eyes were facing each other, she quickly retracted her gaze, and began to split the wind blade with a sword.
Fu Zhu knew that there was something unusual about Sanqing, and when she saw that she was fine, she didn't worry.
"You go forward, out of the wind and blade stream, just wait for me in the same place." The girl's voice was affected by the wind and was a little fragmented.
Sanqing still heard it clearly.
One step at a time, the girl had reached the center of the wind blade stream, the wind blade became more and more powerful, and the sword moves of the rune beads became faster and faster.
Sword after sword, as if tireless.
Sanqing couldn't figure it out, she could have come over quickly, why did she keep swinging her sword in the wind blade?
Fu Zhu's body was agile enough, but his robe was still cut by the wind blades in all directions, and the flying corners of his clothes turned into powder in an instant.
It can be seen that the wind is fierce.
Sanqing supported his chin with one hand, suddenly stood up from the stone, and danced a set of Sanqing swordsmanship, and then put the sword into the sheath.
The number one in the world is so hardworking, she can't slack off!
The rune bead in the center of the wind blade didn't have time to see what Sanqing was doing, and the more he swung his sword, the more he felt that something was constantly clear in his mind.
Almost without thinking, you can subconsciously block every wind blade. The mind travels far away, still in the endless wind.
A sword was handed out, and the remnant sun world that was slaughtered by Xiao Se became as clear as water. The girl opened her eyes suddenly, and the sword qi rushed straight into the clouds, and the surrounding wind blades suddenly stopped, stagnated for a moment, and then turned into a breeze and dispersed.
The girl's eyebrows and eyes are bright, and she is in an excellent mood.
The wind blade here has similarities with the Gang Wind, the seventh weight of the Frost Sword Technique. She practiced her sword with the help of the wind blade, and just broke through the seventh realm, which was really unexpected.
Sanqing took out the spirit plant from the storage bag, "Look at this, can you use it." ”
Because of the experience of feeding the frost spirit fruit to the rune beads indiscriminately before, Sanqing didn't dare to let the girl eat these directly.
Fu Zhu raised his hand to wipe the sweat on his forehead, and politely rejected Sanqing's kindness, "I don't need it, you can keep it for yourself." ”
Whoever eats the spirit plant directly, they all practice it into an elixir and then take it. She is not an alchemist, and she can't refine medicine, so this kind of thing is really useless to her.
Fu Zhu sat down cross-legged and took the spirit stone from the storage bag, which immediately attracted Sanqing's attention.
A look of hesitation and struggle flashed in her eyes, and she really wanted to touch a few hanging on her waist, it must look good.