"Seventy-first round, An Siyan"

The sword light swept through the throat of a young girl, and the three jade magic weapon embryos beside her lost their aura and fell with the corpse.

Jiang Ding looked at these three magic weapon embryos a few times.

The defensive attack ability is not very prominent, it seems that it has another purpose, and all the abilities are used to increase the effect of computing power, and he is easily killed.

"You're in the top three."

"And the last man."

Jiang Ding muttered to himself, looking at the silver-haired girl who appeared on the sea in the distance.

The middle school affiliated to the monastic department of Beidou University, Jin Lingfeng, the daughter of Moon Spirit Zhenjun, is also the strongest second-order war commander in the middle school attached to Beidou University.

The appearance is exquisite, cute and cute.

"A beautiful and cute girl, I don't know how many people will dream in the future......"

Sonor!

The azure flying sword soared in the sky, and the terrifying shattering sword intent spread in all directions, piercing layers of shields in an instant, reaching the girl's throat.

"Just right to die by my sword!"

"Seventy-second round, golden bell wind."

Jin Lingfeng heard the words of praise from others, showed a reserved smile, and was about to say something, his expression froze.

"Open!"

She exclaimed.

Behind the girl, there were suddenly feathers, red, orange, red, green, blue, purple, seven colors, each color of the feathers is a set of seven, a total of forty-nine feathers.

It's all the breath of a magic weapon embryo!

Under her coquettish shouts, Ling Yu clanged, and the killing intent was permeated, turning into rainbow light to smash forward, and clash with the azure flying sword.

It turned out to be a set of pure offensive magic weapon embryos that were rarely seen by Xianmen monks!

Xiandu.

"This set of magic weapon embryos is not ordinary."

Dinghai Zhenjun carefully looked at the forty-nine Colorful Feathers, and said solemnly: "Moon Spirit Zhenjun spent an unknown amount of materials to build it for her daughter, and I heard that the bird demons of the Yuan Infant Rank have killed more than seven. ”

"In terms of background, it is even better than my defensive magic weapon, and it should be able to be combined with air-space fighter missiles and warship shells in the future."

"It's pretty good."

"It's just that this kid's mental state seems to be a little abnormal."

Dinghai Zhenjun said.

How can there be a sixteen or seventeen-year-old boy who wants to be killed when he sees other girls looking good.

"He's normal, most of the sword cultivators in the Great Sun Sword Pavilion are like this."

Yellow hair sneered.

On the sea,

The killing machine is pervasive, and the sound of dingding is endless.

The azure flying sword contained the sword intent of destruction, and between a touch and a touch, several colorful feathers of spiritual light collapsed and dimmed, almost falling from the sky and being crushed by the sword intent.

"Sword Intent ......"

Jin Lingfeng tilted his head slightly.

Although he had made plans many times, he was still caught off guard by the first time he came into contact with this specialized divine soul structure, and the divine consciousness imprint imprinted on the embryo for a long time was only a few contacts, and there were faint signs of being defeated.

"It's a pity that your flying sword isn't good enough."

"The quality of the true qi is too low!"

She sneered, and with a finger, two groups of red and green feathers flew by, and the wood helped the fire, and the aura soared, slashing towards the young man in Tsing Yi not far away.

Sure enough, the blue flying sword that was about to break through the core defense line turned around and slashed at the two groups of red and green feathers, knocking them back.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, the colorful feathers that had been defeated one after another quickly regained their aura and rejoined the battlefield again.

"Trouble."

Jiang Ding frowned.

The material of the Colorful Feather is better than that of Xu Jianian's stone stele, and it can't be cut with a sword at all, and the divine sense imprint in it doesn't have much effect at all.

The main reason is that his body is too weak, so he can't fall on this side with any attacks.

Of course

He didn't think it was a mistake, and then he went to learn to refine the body or sacrifice some shield defense magic weapon or something.

The only reason, naturally, is that the sword is not strong enough!

Not strong enough to break all the resistance of the opponent head-on without revealing the Breaking Immortal Gold.

There is no other reason.

Woohoo!

Dao Dao colorful feathers roared past, forming a second-order killing array, intertwined into a net.

Deadly killing machines came in waves, and even if they were constantly defeated by the flying swords containing the sword intent of destruction, they could always alternate back and forth, organize an offensive again, and advance the battle line little by little.

Once the battle line is pushed near Jiang Ding, as long as the colorful feather is stirred at will, it can stir him into meat foam.

"Is my brother going to be finished?"

Jiang Yuan said worriedly.

At this time, you don't need to search to see Jiang Ding's picture on the Xianmen TV program.

There are also commentators with a high level of knowledge and business in the fairy road, and they are shouting hoarsely.

Lin Wanqiu and the other adults stared intently at the TV and did not answer her words.

The victory or defeat between the two will directly determine this year's champion of cold weapons.

Xianmen single subject champion!

Even if the cultural class is not ideal, and only the ordinary cultivation department is examined, this is enough to glorify the glory of the eighteenth generation of ancestors, and Banyan City is the first time that the world has been opened!

"That's right! That's it! ”

Huangmao Zhenjun was a little excited: "To deal with this kind of sassy sword cultivation, there is nothing to be afraid of resisting his attack, if you can't bear it, you can directly bombard his body and bomb it with a nuclear bomb!" ”

"These crispy chickens are fragile!"

Dinghai Zhenjun secretly memorized the words of the old-timers, which were all valuable experiences gained in the bloody battle.

On the sea,

The sword light and the feather were intertwined, the spiritual light collapsed and generated non-stop, and the occasional overflowing trace of sword qi cut the sea surface neatly for dozens of meters, and the sword intent was attached, and it never recovered for a long time.

Three hundred, two hundred meters, one hundred and fifty meters......

The distance is getting closer.

Jin Lingfeng's talent far surpassed that of Li Qingyun and the like, and the distance of his divine consciousness was more than three times that of the same level, and he was truly a Tianjiao who was encountered once in a thousand years among tens of billions of people, otherwise the Moon Spirit True Monarch would not have devoted all his cultivation to it.

The Colorful Feather Killing Array approached the extremely dangerous distance of 100 meters.

"Gone."

Jiang Ding glanced at her, jumped into the sea, and disappeared.

Only the silver-haired girl was left on the surface of the sea.

"Hidden?"

Jin Lingfeng snorted.

Cold weapon combat has never been what Xianmen monks are good at.

Second Order War Commander!

The core of this profession is the electromagnetic induction fluctuation method, the core of Xianmen tactics, all just to find the trace of the enemy.

"Electromagnetic Fluctuation ......"

Layers of spiritual electromagnetic fluctuations spread in all directions, deep into the sky and the earth, deep into the sea, and even infiltrated into the depths of the rocks.

Long.

"No ?!!"

"How could there be none?!"

Jin Lingfeng had the urge to scold.

Isn't it too much for an innate martial artist to hide his figure in front of a second-order war commander!

"Xianmen scout infantry?"

Soon, she recalled the details of the other party's information she had collected, and she couldn't help but have a headache.

Dinghai Zhenyuan inside.

The two fell silent.

"This ...... The combination of Xianmen reconnaissance infantry and sword cultivation seems to be a bit of a match. ”

Dinghai Zhenjun couldn't stand the other party's eyes a little, and laughed dryly.

"Thankfully, we were in that era."

The yellow-haired Zhenjun said quietly: "Da Ri Sword Cultivation has always pursued the style of doing it if it is not satisfied, and if it can't be done, it will die, even if you want to develop concealment ability in the later stage, you will not be able to achieve achievements comparable to the Xianmen Detection Spell in a short period of time." ”

"But, now."

"You personally gave this ability to a sword cultivator."

(End of chapter)