Even if Zhong Lidao clearly said that Zhang Songwen had entered the way of the sword, Zhang Songwen was still confused.

If he only used the sword, he could indeed feel that he was much stronger than before, but when it came to swordsmanship, he didn't understand when and how he got in.

It is not like the ascension of the cultivation realm, and it can clearly feel that its cultivation is gradually increasing. The way of the sword, you can say it clearly but you can't feel it clearly, you can see it clearly but you can't think about it.

Zhang Songwen was stunned and held the short sword, the sword body was slightly raised, and he subconsciously performed a sword move according to the path he had long been accustomed to.

The green light of the spirit bead embedded in the end of the hilt of the sword swallowed, and the light curtain quickly unfolded.

The light mask is still like that, and it hasn't changed much, but the green dragon lying on the mask has changed from one to three.

"Sanjo, but I only have one sword—"

Zhang Song heard that the three green dragons suddenly dispersed and swam on the surface of the mask on their own.

Zhang Songwen realized that the green dragons at this time could no longer only follow the guidance of the tip of the sword as before, they could attack or defend or advance or retreat according to his thoughts, and they could be driven at will.

Don't look at this small change, this alone makes Zhang Songwen's move much more powerful, even more exaggerated than doubling from one to two.

Yang Ziyi nodded with satisfaction, then took the sword, handed it to Li Quan, and said, "You try." ”

"I'll try your size!" Li Quan slapped Yang Ziyi's hand and scolded, "When have you ever seen the old lady use a sword to humiliate the old lady?"

Yang Ziyi saw that Li Quan was so irritable, and he didn't want to deal with her anymore, but he was in a hurry to show his proud results.

A good thing, displayed through his own hands, and displayed through the hands of others, are two different feelings for Yang Ziyi.

Others have personally experienced the beauty of this thing, and the look of surprise on his face will be more obvious, and Yang Ziyi's pleasure will be stronger.

"If you don't know a sword, it can't be a sword. ”

Yang Ziyi forcibly stuffed the short sword into Li Quan's hand, and then muffled out such a headless sentence.

"Are you stupid? It's not a sword, it's not a stick?"

As soon as Li Quan finished speaking, the short sword in his hand suddenly turned into a cloud of silver liquid, and then reshaped into a short stick.

The only thing that remained unchanged was that the end of the short stick still had a dragon claw cast, and in the claw was the spirit orb.

The attributes of the spirit bead do not match the attribute of the spirit root cultivated by Li Quan, but it does not prevent the short sword from changing its form, and it seems that there is no connection between the characteristics of this transformation and the characteristics of the spirit bead amplification.

Yang Ziyi did live up to the name of a genius, and it only took one day to concentrate the special effects of the two magic weapons, the big bell and the stone seat, on one sword.

"Hah, that's kind of interesting. The magic weapon in Liquan's hand was constantly restored to a liquid state, and then transformed into a variety of blades, and he had a lot of fun for a while.

At some point, a paper butterfly landed on Zhong Lidao's shoulder.

After a while, Zhong Lidao turned his head to look at Yang Ziyi: "How long will it take to equip each of us with a sword like this?"

Yang Ziyi thought for a while and said truthfully: "It is estimated that it will take about two days, and I don't have a high-grade spirit bead in my hand, so I can't exert the maximum power of this sword." ”

Zhong Lidao smiled slightly: "It doesn't matter, as long as you have a sword, as for the high-level spirit beads, naturally someone will offer them with both hands." ”

......

Two days later, there was no mediocrity in the city.

The martial arts platform outside the city lord's hall was surrounded by the inner and outer three layers several times.

The city lord Sun Ligang sat in front of the palace gate, looking at the eleven people standing in the Yanwu platform from a distance.

Today is the day of the selection and replacement of the members of the Wuyong City Guard, and I don't know how many old people will be lowered, and I don't know how many new people will come out.

If it was usual, Sun Ligang would still have the leisure to say a few more words, but a lot of troubles have happened recently, and the current Sun City Lord obviously does not have this mood.

"You're all set, let's get started. ”

Sun Ligang threw out a sentence expressionlessly, and a strong spiritual power erupted out, resounding throughout the audience with short words.

At first, no one moved.

According to the usual practice, the first challenge was launched by the members of the guard to the "Ten Lords".

These members of the guard have been with their own captains for at least half a year, and even if they have not fought against other captains, they have more or less learned about the strength of the rest of the "thugs" from the casual chats on weekdays.

If you look at it according to the order, the weakest strength should be the "Owl Ten" Liu Hongmei, but this woman is not only relying on her perverted personality to sit in the position of "Shaw Ten", her skills are as mysterious as the guards she commands, and recently it has been rumored that Liu Hongmei has found an extremely powerful magic weapon, and her overall strength has been further improved, and she is already stronger than the Owl Nine in front of her.

"Who is the bottom of the 'Ten Owls'" and "Where did the City Lord's throne go" are the two hottest topics among the guards in the past few days.

"Bang-"

After a long time, a strong man finally jumped on the martial arts stage, hugged his fists and said in a rough voice: "Zhu Dou in the next three teams, come to challenge the captain of the ninth team." ”

Xiao Jiu's face was gloomy, this Zhu Dou, as an ordinary member of the third team, didn't choose him first instead of challenging Liu Hongmei, isn't it just implying that his strength is not as good as Liu Hongmei?

"I can't do it!"

Xiao Jiu snorted coldly and stepped forward, but the shadow under him remained strangely in place.

Zhu Dou's blades were a pair of plate axes, the edges of which were dark red and sharp, as if they had drunk the blood in the necks of many people to dye them like this.

Xiao Jiu and Zhu Dou, both of them are in the middle of the Yuan Infant, but Xiao Jiu has been looking forward to it for a while in the Yuan Infant, but Zhu Dou has only recently been promoted to the realm of the middle stage.

Wei Guya, who was shrinking in the crowd, wrapped himself in a wide black robe, and said to Zhang Song, who was also wearing a black robe next to him: "Xiao Zhang, I'll test your eyesight, how long do you guess it will take for these two to distinguish the winner?"

Zhang Songwen hesitated for a while: "They have the same realm, so they have to fight a hundred tricks." ”

"I'll bet ten tricks. Wei Guya crossed his two index fingers with each other to form a "ten", and said confidently, "Within ten moves, the winner will be decided." ”

Zhong Lidao's head suddenly squeezed out of the plump place on Wei Guya's chest, and he lightly spit out two words: "Three moves." ”

"Hey, boss, why did you come out, go in and go in, don't let that Sun Likun see it!" Li Quan said, shoving Zhong Lidao's head back, and then looked around shyly, while wrapping the black robe on Wei Guya's body a little tighter.

Yang Ziyi watched from the sidelines, eager to swap positions with Zhong Lidao, but it was a pity that his young man-like figure couldn't hide it even if he wanted to.

"Drink—"

On the stage, Zhu Dou rose into the air, and the two plate axes in his hands slashed fiercely at Xiao Jiu's head.