I don't know who invented the word "duh", let alone under what circumstances it came about. Anyway, if you just look at the pronunciation of this "嘤咛", the author thought about it for a long time, and thought about it, but he didn't think that women who could make this sound were not regarded as eccentric, but would be a metaphor for temptation.

Well, whatever, it's so popular anyway, so let's just use it!

So, with a bang, at the dawn of the rising sun, Ling Fei woke up and made such an intoxicating sound.

"It's still early, Miss Ling can sleep a little longer. “

Zhang was afraid that after the night rotation of duty, the Zhuang warriors who were still sleeping at this time said softly.

Ling Fei sat up slowly, and stretched her waist, which showed the perfect curve of her chest to the fullest.

Ignoring the indecency, Zhang Yan could only turn his head again and pull the flames of the bonfire.

With a snort, Zhang Yan stretched out his hand and took his robe into his hand.

"It stinks!" Ling Fei pursed her lips.

Zhang Yan couldn't help laughing and said: "It's a typical example to tear down the bridge when you cross the river, and scold the cook when you're full." “

Then Zhang Zhan deliberately took a deep breath on his robe, and said in surprise: "Could it be that Miss Ling's body odor is stained?

"Feel free to taste the girl's body fragrance, this is the behavior of a prodigal son!" Ling Fei glared at Zhang Remnant, but the lethality was obviously equal to zero, and he couldn't frighten Zhang Remnant.

Zhang Zhan also immediately said: "There are few men in the world who are unwilling to become prodigal sons, but they just pretend to be like them, and their performance is obviously not obvious." “

"Don't talk nonsense, go wash up with this girl!"

After saying that, Ling Fei stood up and then threw the long sword to Zhang Yan.

Zhang Yan stretched out his hand again, probably because Ling Fei had been carrying it all night, and he felt that even the cold long sword was emitting a faint fragrance.

"Why don't you make a scabbard? Just tie it around your waist, aren't you afraid of accidentally cutting yourself?"

As Ling Fei walked, she looked at the Miao knife pinned to Zhang Yan's waist and asked out loud.

Zhang Yan sighed lightly and said disapprehantly: "Zhang has passed the season of 'playing with a knife, and you will eventually be injured by a knife'." As for the scabbard, I don't plan to use it for a long time, and after finding the long sword in my hand, I will sell it for wine money! It is said that the Miao knife is hard to find, and the price is more than a thousand gold!"

"Vulgar!" Ling Fei first glanced at Zhang Yan, but also nodded: "The casting process and construction method of the Miao knife have always been the secret of the Miao people, and it is not easy for the Miao knife to be baked. “

"But such a good knife, how good it is to keep it yourself, and sell it to a trader who doesn't know how to use knives, it can only tarnish this sharp weapon. “

If you want to ask how this Miao knife is used, Zhang Zhan will naturally say without hesitation that it can be called the first weapon for killing!

But Zhang still doesn't plan to keep it for long.

Because Chuantian instructed Zhang Zan, he warned Zhang Zan, before the completion of the swordsmanship, he must not easily change any other weapons, because that is the wrong way of martial arts.

Although Zhang Chuan is now suspicious of Chuantian, Zhang Zan's admonition is still very agreeable.

No matter what you do, you should not give up halfway. After all, there is a big difference between the characteristics of a knife and a sword. Zhang Remnant's swordsmanship has not yet reached its full completion, so he turned to repair the sword, in layman's terms, it is greedy to chew too much****** as said, in the beginning, Zhang Remnant has been practicing the swordsmanship of the Taishan School since he was a child.

The swordsmanship of the Taishan faction was also deeply ingrained in Zhang Remnant's mind, and even became an unchangeable habit of Zhang Remnant. However, after being expelled from the division by the Taishan faction, Zhang Chuan stubbornly abandoned the sword and cultivated the sword, but it was precisely because it was difficult to change the instinct and habit of the Taishan faction swordsmanship in his bones, and later, he simply integrated the swordsmanship of the Taishan faction into the thick-backed knife.

You must know that even if it is the swordsmanship of the Taishan faction, Zhang Yan has not been able to make it supernatural, not to mention, this kind of swordsmanship, which is called "immature" by Chuantian, is forcibly integrated into the swordsmanship?

Therefore, this kind of trick can still work against ordinary cats and dogs, but when you really meet a master, in the eyes of others, it is simply full of flaws.

Therefore, when Zhang Yan faced Park Baoying for the first time, it was fortunate that Park Baoying's men showed mercy, otherwise, with just one move, he would have been killed by Park Baoying.

"It is said that the Love-Destroying Sword in Yelu Chucai's hand is to put it ugly, it is simply a street goods with broken copper and iron, but who dares not admit that the Love-Destroying Sword is the first sword today!"

"A weapon is good or bad by its user, not by itself. So no matter how good this Miao knife is, the key is that it is not suitable for Zhang, Zhang will not be able to use it completely and freely, and Zhang will naturally not keep it for a long time. “

Zhang Yan didn't want to talk to Ling Fei about anything about Chuantian, so he gave such a well-known example.

"Brother Zhang is not greedy, not everyone has the strength to say no to this kind of weapon. “

"Zhang is not greedy, but he is more self-aware. “

This is a little bit of a "blow", if it weren't for the mention of the sky, maybe it would be difficult for Zhang Yan to set things right on the wrong path of martial arts.

"The water is so clear!" Ling Fei was already attracted by the crystal clear river water, so she didn't continue the topic with Zhang Yan, but said with a smile: "Brother Zhang doesn't mind being promoted from a young follower to a guard with a knife, so that I can wash off the dust on my body?"

Zhang Yan was stunned for a moment, and then looked around, this place is sparsely populated, and there are trees and shrubs and other vegetation on both sides of the riverbank, which is also suitable for bathing.

"Miss Ling had better be frightened by the fish in the water or the birds in the trees, because Zhang can guarantee that she will rush to the scene as soon as she hears your scream!" Zhang said with a smile.

"Get out of here!"

Zhang Yan laughed and walked away from the river, not stopping until he made sure that all the Zhuang warriors were in full view.

Standing here, you can "monitor" every move of all the Zhuang warriors.

No way, he knew that Ling Fei was bathing in the river, but the warriors of the Zhuang tribe didn't know. In case a Zhuang warrior ran to the river to fetch or release water at this time, and accidentally saw something, then Ling Fei should be embarrassed.

With a choking sound, Zhang Yan pulled out Ling Fei's long sword.

The silver-gray sword body, glowing with a soft and cold light, reflected the remnants of his face.

"Huh?"

Zhang Yan was taken aback.

He was surprised to find that at some point, his face was like white jade, his facial features were soft, and his deep eyes were still shining.

You must know that before this, Zhang Zhan knew that his appearance was not good, so he rarely took measures to take pity on himself.

He hadn't looked in the mirror for several months, and he suddenly saw that all the edges and corners on his face were gone, and the fierce temperament on his body was gone, but the whole person was more naturally coordinated, without the slightest sense of abruptness, and people couldn't find a single flaw.

With such a change, except for those who are particularly familiar with Zhang Remnant, such as Yan Juan, Nie Ban, Chuantian and those fellow disciples of the Taishan Sect, etc., when the rest of the people see Zhang Remnant at this time, I am afraid that for a while, it will be difficult to recognize this scholarly person in front of them, who is actually the demonic Zhang Remnant who was always shrouded in murderous aura before.

However, thinking about it again, it is not surprising that the fire poison of the true dragon's blood was expelled, and he was personally conditioned by the Valley Lord of the Medicine King Valley, so it was not surprising that he was reborn after the internal strength of the meridian washing and cutting the marrow was greatly increased.

I have to say that Zhang Zan's current appearance is much more pleasing to the eye.

However, he was not so happy and happy, because these were no longer worth the need for him to be happy or happy.

Because he was looking intently at the sword in his hand.

How long has it been since I've been exposed to a sword? Maybe it's been less than a month, right?

But at this time, holding the unsheathed long sword, Zhang Zhan felt that in the past month, his body and even his soul's desire for the long sword, once prompted at this moment, was like a thousand waves stirred up by a stone, he couldn't hold it at all, and his consciousness drove his hand to swing the long sword.

The long sword roared, and suddenly, ten thousand points of silver light erupted, although it was just a long sword, it bloomed with thousands of sword shadows.

Suddenly, the rising morning sun was dimmed, and he retreated under this brilliant and psychedelic sword light, ashamed of the present world.

The shadow of the sword was heavy, and the next moment, the image of the thousands of swords just now was like an empty dream, but they all disappeared, condensed into one, and returned to the sword body in Zhang Yan's hand.

The original silver-gray sword body, but after gathering thousands of sword lights, it was unpretentious, and there was no luster at all.

Even, the long sword itself has faintly disappeared into the world, at least, the existence of this long sword is not visible to the naked eye.

Zhang Yan couldn't help but let out a long howl.

The whistling sound was like rolling thunder, and the sound passed by, and the wind and clouds surged, even if the towering trees hugged by the three of them around him were trembling. At the same time, the boundless fallen wood, as if torn by someone, broke away from the branches of the tree, and fled away from Zhang Remnant.

At this moment, thousands of leaves covered the sky and the sun, shrouding a radius of dozens of zhang above Zhang Remnant's head, almost isolating Zhang Remnant's surroundings into darkness without any light.

You know, it's dawn now! From this alone, one can imagine how wide the barrier built by the leaves that were blown away by the sound of the remnants of the scream!

The next moment, Zhang Yan held the long sword in his hand without any visible traces, and stabbed it out flatly.

Endless sword qi, as if it had found a breakthrough, gushed out from the tip of the sword like a flood, and even the long sword couldn't withstand the swiftness of this sword qi, trembling and letting out a mournful trembling sound.

The trembling sound of the long sword intensified, only a few crackling sounds were heard, and the tip of the long sword could not withstand the endless eruption of sword qi at all, so that the sword qi had to rampage inside the body of the long sword and vent everywhere. Eventually, the sword let out a mournful roar and shattered into countless pieces.

Zhang stared blankly at the fragments of the long sword falling from the sky, like a grain of millet, each fragment glowed with a faint silver light, and fell to the ground.

"Oh my God!"

Ling Fei's astonishment sounded behind Zhang Yan.

Zhang Yan had never heard of it, and was still staring blankly at the fragments of the long sword that still kept falling.

At the same time, the leaves that shrouded Zhang Yan's head were also fluttering and falling leisurely at this moment.

However, whether it was a fallen leaf or a fragment of a long sword, they all avoided Zhang Remnant.

"I've lived for so long, and it's the first time I've seen a long sword, but because it can't bear the load of its own sword qi, it was actually blown into powder!"

Ling Fei used two in a row, and you can imagine the horror in her heart.

"Don't say I've seen it, I've never heard such an incredible thing before today!"

The patriarch of Tu Na witnessed Zhang Yan's phantom sword technique just now, and it wasn't until Ling Fei spoke out that he came back to his senses from the incredible scene.

At this time, Zhang Yan regained consciousness as if he had lost his life.

But the next moment, he pounced and fell to his knees.

There had never been a moment when he felt that he was so close to the pinnacle of martial arts.

Actually, Zhang Chuan is a martial idiot.

His dream since childhood was to stand at the pinnacle of martial arts.

However, he knew very well that his qualifications and talents were not outstanding, and the only thing he had was penance day and night.

However, when he was in the Taishan faction, the brothers and sisters of the same sect, they clearly paid so little sweat and hard work, but they were still on par with Zhang Zhan, and even far surpassed Zhang Zhan, how not to make Zhang Zhan sad?

But at this moment, Zhang Zhan suddenly wanted to cry, because he finally knew that all his efforts had never been in vain!

"Ahh

Zhang Yan couldn't hold back any longer, clenched his fists, and roared angrily at the sky.

It's pure screaming, but it's also pure catharsis.

He roared like this for a full moment, until his voice was a little hoarse, and then stopped.

"Pay for my sword!"

Ling Fei snorted lightly when she saw that Zhang Yan had calmed down.

Zhang Zan's only calmed down on the surface, but in fact, he was still ecstatic in his heart, seeing Ling Fei's hair moisturized after the bath, the cherry lipstick was dripping, and Ling Bo was coming like Luoshen, Zhang Zanxi couldn't help but hold her face and kiss her heavily on the forehead.

The sweet and tender taste melts in your mouth.

"Zhang will definitely pay Miss Ling a satisfactory sword!"

Ling Fei was caught off guard, and was lightly bitten by Zhang Remnant, and immediately her pretty face turned crimson, and her white and slender jade fingers had to be twisted fiercely around Zhang Remnant's waist as if she was dying.

"Ahh

Zhang Yan's voice was hoarse just now, and this time the screams were more like broken gongs and drums, so piercing that people just wanted to grind their teeth.

"I think that Brother Zhang's swordsmanship has been completed, but the most difficult question has also arisen-where to find a divine sword that can withstand such a powerful sword qi?"

After a slight adjustment, Zhang Yanling Fei and Tuona and other Zhuang warriors continued on the road.

Zhang Fei, whose joy had not yet completely calmed down, couldn't help but be stunned when he heard this: Yes! Ling Fei's long sword was already a rare treasure weapon, but it was still unable to withstand such a sword aura and was destroyed. Then, ordinary street goods, naturally, don't even think about it.

Unless, it is a divine weapon that is better than Ling Fei's long sword.

However, this kind of weapon is enough to be called an artifact, and it is impossible to find it.

Could it be that when you use a sword in the future, you must first collect half of your strength?

"This ...... That's a problem!

Seeing that Zhang Yan thought about it again, Ling Fei said angrily: "The person who talks half of the words is the most annoying!"

Zhang Yan laughed and explained: "Zhang just thought of a sword, but to get it, it should be a thousand difficulties. “

What Zhang Yan thought of was the bottom of the West Lake, the cyan divine sword that was very likely to be unearthed in the near future!