The sword intent was vertical and horizontal, and once again ploughed the hill.

Everything on this hill was ruined, and the sword marks were staggered, and the ground was in shambles.

Even the transparent shield in the sky collapsed under the explosion of this sword intent.

The several formations arranged by Lu Shaoqing have lost their effect.

Lu Shaoqing looked at the last house and became a cloud of debris, extremely depressed, "This chick is restless." ”

Then he said to Ji Yan seriously, "When the time comes, that chick asks for compensation, and you pay it yourself." ”

"Wuqiu, I've seen the master!" The white villain came to Ji Yan with a flying sword and saluted Ji Yan.

It is the sword spirit of the Wuqiu Sword.

Ji Yan smiled on his face and said, "Very good! ”

Wuqiu seemed to have inherited Ji Yan's character, with a grim expression on his immature face.

Even in posture, he learned to speak, standing with his hands behind his back or with his hands folded.

Lu Shaoqing smiled and said to Wuqiu, "Little Wuqiu, come, call Uncle Sheng to listen." ”

Wuqiu Jian looked at Lu Shaoqing, without any expression on his cold face, and saluted Lu Shaoqing, "Thank you." ”

This is the stone that Lu Shaoqing gave him, without that stone, it would not have been born so quickly, and it would not have been transformed so quickly.

Lu Shaoqing was dissatisfied, "Why are you so ignorant?" Don't let people call you rude. ”

Wuqiu kept a straight face, don't look around, I don't want to deal with Lu Shaoqing.

Lu Shaoqing was deeply interested when he saw this, and he asked curiously, "By the way, can you take off your pants?" You're like this, you're a woman, aren't you? ”

It's about his gender, Wuqiu had to speak, holding his small chest up, and he had a sunny air, "Male." ”

"I don't believe it," Lu Shaoqing said, "unless you can take off your pants and show me." ”

Wuqiu Jian was very angry, and the surface of its body glowed like a small hedgehog, staring at Lu Shaoqing angrily.

Ji Yan held the Wuqiu Sword in his hand, and said with a faint smile, "Just now you said I didn't have a sword?" ”

Lu Shaoqing took two steps back and warned Ji Yan, "Don't make trouble, Wuqiu has made other people's hills like this, and if you fight again, you will destroy everyone here and here, can you afford to pay for it?" ”

I will fight you only after the brain is pumped.

The Sword Spirit was born, and the power of the Wuqiu Sword was further enhanced.

Now the power of a sword that is slashed out has increased by at least four or five percent.

Who can handle it?

Before, he was on par with Ji Yan, and Gong Yan couldn't beat Ji Yan now.

Lu Shaoqing is not a masochist, and he will fight with the current plan if he is stupid.

"Buzz!"

Mo Junjian descended from the sky and came to the two of them.

After Wuqiu saw Mo Junjian, a smile appeared on his cold face, like an iceberg melting, a smile from the heart.

It jumped on the body of the Mojun Sword and held the Mojun Sword.

Mo Junjian also shook slightly, as if he was playing with Wuqiu.

Lu Shaoqing grabbed the Mojun sword, flicked the Mojun sword twice, and scolded, "Give it hard, everyone has come out to play, what about you?" ”

"You ate the stone before it did, day by day, and you didn't do anything. Do you think you're Nezha? ”

"If you don't give up, I'll lock you up now."

Mo Junjian bounced twice in Lu Shaoqing's hand, and then jumped up and came to the air.

The aura on its body rose sharply, and soon reached its peak, and then burst into black and white light.

The black and white rays are entangled, as if they merge with each other, and like water and fire are incompatible, reaching straight into the sky.

Lu Shaoqing was stunned, "I'm just talking, really?" ”

But soon, his face changed, and he also rose to the sky, shouting at Ji Yan, "Help cover it up." ”

The formation was destroyed by Wuqiu just now, if Mojun Sword was like Wuqiu Sword just now, he would definitely not be able to hide it from the people here in the Holy Land.

If it causes unnecessary trouble, it will be a real problem.

Lu Shaoqing and Ji Yan blocked the surrounding space to prevent the fluctuations here from leaking out for half a minute.

The speed of the Mojun Sword was faster than that of the Wuqiu Sword, and at night, the Mojun Sword calmed down.

The sword spirit of the Mojun Sword was also born, and at the same time, he meditated for a while, and when he finally opened his eyes, it was also a wave of qi, raging on this hill.

A villain dressed in white scale armor, dark skin, and a little similar to Lu Shaoqing appeared.

After Ji Yan saw it, he couldn't help but look at Lu Shaoqing.

It seems that the appearance of the sword spirit is according to the appearance of the master.

It's a bit dark, though.

The sword spirit of Mojun Sword is like a miniature version of Lu Shaoqing, not only does it look like it, but even its smile is similar.

It's all that kind of ruffian, ruffian smile.

Mo Jun Sword Spirit's tone of voice was also full of ruffianism, and when he came to Lu Shaoqing, he shouted loudly, "Boss, my name is Mo Jun!" ”

Lu Shaoqing lifted it with one hand, pinched its face with the other, and his face was full of grief and indignation, "Rebel!" ”

Lu Shaoqing wanted to cry without tears.

Why is your painting style not normal at all?

Why is the senior brother's sword spirit white and red, and he is very handsome.

Why doesn't my sword spirit black slip and evolve completely?

Lu Shaoqing pinched Mo Jun and roared, saliva kept splashing out, "Are you sure you've evolved right?" ”

"Huh? As a sword spirit, are a pair of eyes decorative? ”

"You use your sword to shine on your appearance, it's not dark, you look at the people who don't have hills, the skin is as white as snow, what about you? It's pitch black, are you embarrassed to see people? ”

Wuqiu wanted to protest against this and solemnly declare his gender.

But seeing Lu Shaoqing like this, it still couldn't muster up the courage, so it could only sit obediently and watch.

"I thought, I didn't put you in the sun every day when I came to the cold star, did I?"

"Why did you give me such a ghostly look? Is it the other way around? What do you wear white for? Coquettish? Turn me black. ”

"When you were born, did you doze off and wander, huh?"

Lu Shaoqing is full of resentment, is his painting style really hopeless?

The Yuan Infant has turned black, the natal sword is half white and half black, and the sword spirit that is born now has become a small black man.

What exactly does the thief want to do?

I didn't provoke it, did I?

Why can't your own painting style come back?

Mo Jun was pinched by Lu Shaoqing, unable to move, and sprayed saliva on his face.

At first, I was thinking about struggling, but in the end, I had already accepted my fate, closed my eyes, and let Lu Shaoqing spray.

In the end, Lu Shaoqing was also tired and tired, pinched Mo Jun's face, and finally asked viciously, "Do you have a younger brother?" ”

If I didn't have a little brother, I would have destroyed this sword and forged it again.

A handsome guy, the sword spirit is a woman, and she really has no face to cut people.

Mo Jun sensed the danger from Lu Shaoqing's gaze, nodded hurriedly, and patted his chest, "Boss, I'm the same as you, don't worry." ”

"If you don't believe me, I can take off my pants to prove ....."