How fast is Sword Immortal's flying sword?

For ordinary people who don't have the slightest mana, of course, it's as fast as the aurora, and they can't even catch up with their eyes.

For ordinary immortals who cultivate online, it may also be very fast, and they need to be extremely focused before they can barely catch the flying sword that has taken off the reins.

But for an old man like Chen Qinghe, who has been cultivating for thousands of years, the flying sword is just like that.

Therefore, he only waved his hand slightly, and the silver-white sword fell into the palm of his hand like a docile kitten.

Chen Qinghe only glanced down, and then he was not interested.

If you are not afraid of not knowing the goods, you are afraid of comparing goods.

This sword was also a high-grade magic weapon with good texture, much better than the golden sword he had used before.

But compared to the black bracelet sword with intricate patterns and meticulous details just now, it was like scrap copper and rotten iron, and it was not worth mentioning.

After casually erasing the divine consciousness imprint on the silver flying sword......

Chen Qinghe was really afraid that this middle-aged man would suddenly **, and he couldn't resist it, so he had to erase his brand, and then stuffed it into the storage ring.

Although he doesn't like this sword anymore, it should be able to sell for a good price at the Ranger Club.

Of course, the black bracelet sword, which had also been erased from the imprint of his divine sense, was now wearing it on his wrist.

"Dog thief!" The middle-aged man only felt empty in his heart, I don't know if it was because the Natal Flying Sword had cut off contact with him, or for some other reason, his eyes were full of grief and indignation when he looked at Chen Qinghe, "Dog thief......! thief!"

Chen Qinghe glared at him and unceremoniously released his coercion.

He was only a third-order immortal, but since the Chaos True Yuan was the product of extreme compression, ordinary immortals could not be compared at all.

The middle-aged man from the Fourth-Order Immortal Realm felt a huge pressure on his chest, and he was almost out of breath.

"I'll say it again at the end," Chen Qinghe said coldly, "hand over the storage ring, and all the valuable things on your body, and don't say a word of nonsense." ”

"You ......" the middle-aged man took a deep breath.

Even if you don't have eyesight, you can see at this time that this young ranger who looks like a junior disciple is very strong.

But so what?

Isn't it amazing?!

Flying sword I can not ......

But what do you say about my mother-in-law?

He thought about it again and again, and finally sighed, took off the ring on his hand, closed his eyes and threw it over.

What else can be said?

Strong strength is amazing!

Two lines of tears slowly slipped from the corners of his eyes......

At this time, the charming woman woke up leisurely and walked to the middle-aged man's side.

She really couldn't continue to pretend to be unconscious, and the reason why she returned to the stinky man under huge psychological pressure was that one was to discuss with him what to do next, and the other was to prevent someone from messing with her from behind.

After all, the fact that the young ranger didn't kill them directly shows that there is still room for manoeuvre.

It's better to die than to live, and she's made up her mind that no matter what outrageous demands the young ranger makes today, she'll meet him.

As for whether the stinky man will cry sadly?

He doesn't understand it at all!

I'm doing this for his good!

What can I do?

I can't fight and fight others, so I can only do this.

The middle-aged man looked down at the hem of her shirt, his face was pale, and he didn't speak.

"I don't really blame me," she said, bowing her head, "he's so strong, I'm powerless by him, I can't, I can only ......"

The middle-aged man looked up at the sky at a forty-five degree angle, but still didn't speak.

The charm woman thought bitterly, it seems that this incident has hurt him a lot, and she wants to reveal it loosely...... It's hard!

Look at his-eaten-like appearance, I don't know how I'll clean up when I get back.

It's cleaned up, and I'm all to blame for being cheap, there's nothing to say.

The key is that he can't do it!

What's more, if our pair of hard-working mandarin ducks can really go back......

I'm afraid it's also my mother, I'll fight for you!

Stinky man, dead man.

Why can't you understand my suffering?

The charm woman couldn't help but glance at Chen Qinghe with hatred.

it!

It's all your fault, I'm so bitter to deceive!

Girl, I have been cultivating for hundreds of years, and I am not a young man in the fairy world, so I maintain the appearance of a mature woman, and you old guy...... I'm afraid there are thousands of years of Taoism, right?

Old guy, clean and tender!

It's okay to dress up as a handsome guy, everyone has a love for beauty, it doesn't matter.

The point is, why do you still pretend to be a hairy boy who has not yet entered the WTO?

Isn't this a pit of death?!

......

In fact, Chen Qinghe didn't deliberately pretend to be tender, this was just her preconceived guess.

In the fairy world, he is really just a newcomer.

There's no need to pretend to be a big guy, right?

As for your eyes, that is your own fault.

Of course, Chen Qinghe fulfilled his previous promise, and really didn't ask these two people to take off their clothes, but after the other party obediently handed over all the belongings, he casually pointed to a place, "Stand up first, and then talk about it later." ”

The two obediently stood on the penalty side.

Chen Qinghe didn't have time to deal with them for the time being.

The show isn't over yet.

He wants to see other people undress.

Five people led by Xu Gongzi...... Now there were only four left, and the Yanwu swordsman who was still alive stood there, his expression helpless and desperate.

How arrogant they were when they came, how embarrassed they were at this time.

Ding Yangqiu's eyes were cold, and his tone was cold, "Get rid of it!"

The Yanwu swordsman was still hesitating.

In fact, he was just a young man who had cultivated for less than two hundred years, and there was really no way to face a strong and unreasonable eccentric master like Ding Yangqiu.

Taking off this layer of skin meant that he would lose all the glory that belonged to the Yanwu Swordsman, and he might even be slapped to death by the angry patriarch.

Of course, if you don't take it off, you have to die now.

To take it off or not to take it off is nothing more than to die a decent and undignified death.

Xu Gongzi didn't give him too much time to think about it.

He had been standing in the cold wind for a long time, staring at the living Yanwu swordsman viciously, and roared: "I took off the horse, why don't you take it off?"

"Alas!" the Yanwu swordsman sighed.

That's it!

The master has descended first, what am I pretending to be here?

He endured the pain on his body and the humiliation in his heart, and slowly unbuttoned the leather armor on his body.

Every Yanwu swordsman is the elite of the Xu family, not only is their cultivation high, but the leather armor on their bodies is also very valuable, and the inscriptions and totems engraved on them are not all for beauty, but can resist the damage of many spells.

It was the first time since he became an adult that this Yanwu swordsman had undressed under a man's nose, especially an old man.

So much so that he was so busy that he almost tore off his leather armor several times.

It's true that this leather armor can resist spells, and if you defend against physical attacks, it's also very common.

Soon, the Yanwu swordsman withdrew his leather armor intact, revealing his black-haired thighs.

Ding Yangqiu was very satisfied, and looked at the remaining two female swordsmen, her eyes were still sharp.

The two female swordsmen blushed and lowered their heads.

Finally......

Is it our turn?

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