His method of coiling the sword is actually very simple.

Zhang Wuji prepared to use the black iron sword.

This sword once exerted terrifying energy in the sword cliff sword test.

The sword body shook, and countless flying swords rushed to throw.

This is simply the template of the protagonist in some, the king's overlord was shocked, and countless little brothers bowed their heads.

Zhang Wuji felt that he could just tame the rebelliousness of the Tibetan Sword with the domineering spirit of the Black Iron Sword, and let it obediently enter the sword plate and coil into mustard seeds.

"Lao Tie, what do you think of my thoughts?" Zhang Wuji sat cross-legged, staring at the black iron sword in front of him with a serious expression.

The black iron sword remained motionless as if it were a dead thing.

"Lao Tie, you can't do this, I only owe Dongfeng everything when I am ready, if you drop the chain at a critical moment, am I not completely blind?"

"In the future, if you are a man with your tail between your legs in the Xuanyuan Sword Sect, it will not be comfortable for you to follow me, right?"

Zhang Wuji was moved by emotion and reason, and he almost cried with the black iron sword.

The scene looks a little weird, if anyone sees this scene, they must think that Zhang Wuji is crazy.

However, Zhang Wuji didn't care, seeing that the black iron sword ignored him, he continued to press without stopping.

"Lao Tie, you say something, don't ignore me, I'm very uncomfortable with you making me like this!"

"Hum!" Suddenly, the black iron sword shook slightly, and an inexplicable aura enveloped the Hidden Edge Sword that was originally floating in front of Zhang Wuji.

"Zheng!" Zangfeng's sword body trembled, and it swooped into the sword plate like a mouse seeing a cat.

Zhang Wuji's heart moved, his divine sense probed into the sword plate, and activated the sword plate with sword qi, and the hidden edge sword instantly connected end to end and entered the state of coiled sword.

"Awesome!" Zhang Wuji was overjoyed.

Zang Feng, who would have taken two or three years, or even five or six years, was directly shocked by the breath of this big guy.

"Lao Tie really has you, I love you to death!" Zhang Wuji couldn't wait to hug the black iron sword and kiss it.

The black iron sword was extremely cold about this, saying that he was too lazy to move.

Zhang Wuji didn't care, his mind moved, and the sword plate directly contracted and was integrated into the sea of qi by him.

The sword qi was surging, and it began to wash the sword disc all the time.

The Zang Feng sword wandered in the sword qi, and the sword body trembled slightly, looking extremely comfortable.

This is why it is necessary to put the flying sword into the body in one more move, the flying sword must be washed with sword qi at all times to not lose its spirituality, and it is even possible that the sword spirit will be born on its own in the future.

If it is stored in the storage bag, without the constant nourishment of the sword qi, the flying sword cannot be called a flying sword at all, but can only be called a magic weapon.

"Out!" Zhang Wuji's mind moved again, and the Zangfeng Sword instantly entered the sword mode, turning into mustard seeds and being squirted out by Zhang Wuji.

A flash of black light suddenly turned into a flying sword in front of Zhang Wuji, buzzing around Zhang Wuji.

"It was all worth it. Seeing this scene, Zhang Wuji couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, and his heart was extremely comfortable.

From today on, he is a sword cultivator ...... in the true sense.

Since Zhang Wuji's retreat, six years have passed in a flash.

In the past six years, Zhang Wuji has spent most of his time in the cave to practice the three sword techniques and the sword forging method, except for the occasional meal with Yu Xiaoxi.

Just a month ago, his last exercise, the Sword Gang Forging Body Method, was finally completed, which also marked the official completion of the first stage of his cultivation.

His strength has made a qualitative leap compared to when he first entered the Xuanyuan Sword Sect, and it has increased by more than ten times.

Zhang Wuji felt that it was time for him to refine his second flying sword.

For the second flying sword, Zhang Wuji also has his own plan.

His figure flew directly out of the cave and headed towards Wanfa Peak.

But before he could fly far, his figure suddenly stopped.

The two guys in front of them put on a stance, obviously this is about to start.

Zhang Wuji wordlessly bypassed the two and continued to move forward.

He didn't fly far before he found a disheveled guy lying on a large rock in front of him drinking.

"Made!" Zhang Wuji scolded secretly and continued to choose to detour.

There is no way, his strength is too weak, and he can only choose to be a man with his tail between his legs in the ninth peak.

It's okay that the first two fights, this guy with the name Qingshui is difficult, and he likes to tell stories to others when he drinks, and when he talks about it, it's endless.

Zhang Wuji was caught by him once and was forced to listen to his story for three days and three nights, and he couldn't even close the five senses, this guy can send his voice directly to the sea of consciousness one by one, and when he cultivates to be strong.

It is said that this is the top 100 characters in the Xuanyuan Wheel Battle Rankings.

Zhang Wuji sometimes wonders, it seems that there are many more crazy and powerful senior brothers on the ninth peak of Xuanyuan where he is located than other peaks.

I don't know if someone is secretly messing with themselves, so they sent themselves to the ninth peak.

"Senior Brother Qingba, Senior Brother Qinghua, where are you going?" suddenly a lazy voice sounded behind him.

Zhang Wuji's body stiffened, he didn't turn his head, and the sword qi under his feet shook, and suddenly accelerated.

Not far behind him, Qinghua made almost the same movements, and faster than him.

Zhang Wuji saw that this situation was about to suffer, and he gritted his teeth and changed lanes suddenly.

"Bang!" Qinghua was about to overtake Zhang Wuji, who would have thought that this kid would be so unskilled in martial arts that he would stand in front of him.

He twisted his body violently, trying to turn.

But Zhang Wuji will let him get his wish, where he turns, and where Zhang Wuji goes.

At the same time, a panicked voice sounded in Zhang Wuji's mouth: "Senior brother, I'm too fast, I can't control myself." ”

"Bang!" The two collided together, and Zhang Wuji's flesh forged by the Sword Gang Forging Body Method directly knocked the blue and white into a daze.

He himself was unscathed, and with the help of this impact, he turned and fled.

When Qinghua came to her senses, she found that Senior Brother Qing Shui was looking at her with a soft face.

"Senior brother, senior brother will tell you a story, okay!"

"Ah......h

"Aoba, you kid wait for me, let me catch you, I have to pick your skin ......!"

Zhang Wuji's footsteps did not stop at all when he heard this, and he ran away without a trace in a blink of an eye.

"As the so-called dead friends don't die in the poor way, Senior Brother Qinghua, you have suffered. ”

Zhang Wuji silently mourned Qinghua in his heart, but he ran faster under his feet.

As for the threat on Qinghua's lips, Zhang Wuji was not worried at all, these senior brothers were very arrogant, and they didn't bother to embarrass him, a junior brother who had just started and had not even been in ten years.

He's safe, at least for four years.

As for four years later, Zhang Wuji is not worried.

After all, he seems to have a lot of pits in the past few years, and the so-called lice are too many to worry about, and they will be beaten when the time comes.

Seriously, Zhang Wuji really didn't think he would lose .......

With a flicker of his figure, Zhang Wuji arrived in front of Wanfa Peak.

"Huh!" Suddenly, his eyes froze, and he noticed that a strange long strip of object that looked like iron and not iron, jade and not jade suddenly appeared on the side of the road.

"This is ......!" Zhang Wuji's heart suddenly began to pound.

"It can't be a treasure of luck!"