The dense spiritual power pierced towards the Linglan sword body like sharp needles.

For an ordinary weapon, this is undoubtedly a great destruction.

Although spiritual power is said to be formless and substantial, it is still a form of energy in essence. The repeated penetration of this kind of damage to the substance itself will accumulate greater, and finally the object will collapse.

Of course, it doesn't matter if it's a scrapped weapon in the first place, no matter how much it is destroyed, it's still just an ordinary iron weapon.

However, weapons with a little bit of quality will give birth to things like sword qi and even machine spirits, and these are very fragile in the face of spiritual power.

Of course, Meng Juntong didn't want to abolish the Linglan Sword, the supreme treasure of the Western Regions Ling Kingdom, she had just sensed that the external metal of this sword was actually a huge shackle of the Earth Sword itself, and it seemed to exist to restrain a certain force, rather than protect that power.

If, as Meng Juntong thought, the Linglan Sword body shattered at the same time, another brand-new sword would be born, and it would be a hundred times stronger than the previous Linglan Sword.

The dangerous offensive has come, and the Star Euphorbia has no reservations to slash at Meng Juntong.

In the duel between masters in the same realm, if anyone leaves their hands on the other party, it is definitely driving themselves to death. When fighting, you must have the heart of killing and dying, so that such an attack will be powerful and powerful.

Of course, it was impossible for Meng Juntong to turn a blind eye to the offensive of Wei Wuji, but after all, most of her current energy was on breaking the ban on the Ling Lan Sword.

Suddenly, she had a plan in her mind, which could speed up the lifting of the seal on the Linglan Sword.

The halberd fell straight down, and Meng Juntong poured back the sword with all his strength and slashed upward. Of course, her temporary boost is naturally no match for the blow that is unscrupulous.

However, this time, Meng Juntong's goal was not to repel Wei Wuji at all.

All of her true qi was gathered on her palms and wrists, and there was no half of her true qi blessed on the sword.

All swordsmen who use swords know that if they don't bless the sword in their hands with true qi, they will fight against others, it is no different from destroying the sword, just like the swords and spears in the hands of those battlefields on the battlefield, they don't have the blessing of true qi, no matter how good these swords are, after a big battle, it is inevitable that the blade will be rolled up, and even broken into several pieces.

This is the shortcoming of the lack of true qi blessings, and under normal circumstances, the swordsmen of the rivers and lakes can use a sword for a long time, even under the cultivation of their own sword qi. The sword will become sharper and sharper, and even until the end, it will be able to communicate with its master.

This is also the saying that swordsmen often talk about the dual cultivation of human swords, and the unity of human swords.

Meng Juntong raised his sword and slashed back, colliding heavily with the dangerous halberd.

This time, there was not a trace of true qi fluctuation on the Linglan Sword, and Meng Juntong only felt a violent vibration in his palm, and then it was slightly bounced away under the suppression of the power of the dangerous Wuji.

Just the first blow, Meng Juntong felt that his palm was slightly numb, but when he looked at the Linglan sword, there was not even the slightest trace.

Wei Wuji didn't rush to launch a pursuit, he glanced at Meng Juntong with interest: "You want to abolish this sword in your hand?"

Meng Juntong turned his hand and brushed the sword body of Linglan Sword with his sword finger: "It depends on your ability." ”

"This sword is very good, it didn't shatter immediately under the critical blow of my star halberd, and there wasn't even a trace left. ”

In fact, Meng Juntong was unwavering on the surface, but he was also quite surprised in his heart.

The heavy blow of the dangerous blow just now was already at least nine points of strength, even if the Linglan Sword in the opponent was estimated to be high enough, Meng Juntong still didn't think that it would be able to survive this blow.

But the Linglan Sword has really done it, others can only observe this sword through its appearance, but Meng Juntong has been covering it with spiritual power, and the sword body of this sword is really hard to bear, and there is no weirdness in the meantime, so ordinary that people feel that it is not ordinary at all.

"Since you want to destroy the sword, then I'll help you, and then let's see who is harder. ”

Wei Wuji burst into action again and rushed towards Meng Juntong.

Meng Juntong clenched his palms, did not retreat, and rushed towards Wei Wuji.

People who practice martial arts, especially those who practice weapons, know that an inch is long and an inch is strong.

Wrestling with the long soldiers, this is the most unflattering, and even quite stupid behavior.

But Meng Juntong really used this stupid method, the more the outer sword cage of this Linglan sword was broken, which proved that the things hidden inside were more worthy of her investigation.

Such a treasure, if it is left in the Ling Kingdom as a inheritance, I am afraid that it will be difficult to reveal its true face for another thousand years, fortunately, it met Meng Juntong today.

This battle, whether Meng Juntong or Wei Wuji, can be said to be fought heartily.

The thrill of this kind of battle is probably something that many low-level martial artists can't experience.

If you really go all out, you can take it without any care. There is no trick calculation, it is simply shaking the body with the body, and the strength is scolding the strength.

In just a few minutes, the two have already exchanged hundreds of moves.

Every time it was a head-on collision, just the strength inspired by the two of them swept up a hundred steps and flew sand and rocks, and the trees broke and the mountains moved.

Moreover, the battle between the two is still moving, and it has even affected the rest of the Seven Tigers of the Wei State.

In such a battlefield, the sharpshooters have no chance to intervene. Unless the arrow he shot was stronger than the qi gang that the two of them stirred up, and could break through the form.

If that's the case, this sharpshooter himself must also have the strength to reach the Little Grandmaster.

The others are even more inadequate, as far away as possible, not to get in the way of their boss's hands and feet, which is what they have to do now.

Although Kuishan is a color embryo, his love for protecting flowers is still praised.

He covered most of Anice's body with his body, in case the flying sand and rocks accidentally injured the delicate little princess.

Agnis poked her head out and was completely stunned.

Meng Juntong was able to defeat them with thunderous means, and Agnis only thought that she was a master, but the depth was not noticeable.

After all, she had never stepped into the realm of a grandmaster, and even since she practiced martial arts, she had not seen a few grandmaster masters.

The scenery from the upper floor cannot be imagined by imagination alone.

Until she saw the battle between Meng Juntong and Wei Wuji, even if someone told her that it was a battle between two cultivators, I am afraid she would not hesitate to believe it.

The extreme of the martial artist can be so earth-shattering, crying ghosts and gods, in addition to sighing, it is also more and more determined that she wants to continue on this road.