Chapter Forty-Six: Flying Sword Ziyao
Zi Yaoshi, "Void Sword Technique", "Zixia Gong", strange? Song Si's hand seal trick was punched out again and again, smelting a number of materials together, forming a black and white Taiji ball, spinning endlessly. Song Si then hit the Han Jiao Pill, which was suspended on the metal liquid ball and slowly released the frost qi, quenching the material together with the light cyan earth fire.
When I took out the Ziyao Stone, I wondered in my heart, Xingchen Sand, Black Wood Essence Jade, Tianyu Stone, etc. were all flying sword materials that were compatible with the Void Sword Yuan, but the purpose of this Ziyao Stone was unknown.
However, Song Si still drove the last material, Ziyaoshi, into the molten metal ball, and suddenly, the yin and yang in the molten metal ball were out of balance, and there was a danger of exploding.
Song Si was shocked, the speed of the seal in his hand accelerated, the consumption of his divine consciousness accelerated, and the sweat poured out on his forehead, dripping down, and before he could hit the ground, it turned into a wisp of white smoke and dissipated.
"Han Jiaodi Yan performs Tai Chi, and the virtual and the real are born into the sword. Song Si kept silently reciting the last sentence of the Sword Refining Chapter of the Void Sword Technique in his heart, not knowing what went wrong.
Seeing that the metal ball was becoming more and more unstable, the purple flame was raging, and it could explode at any time, feeling the terrifying power in the metal ball, once it exploded, it was difficult for Song Si to imagine if he still had the possibility of surviving.
Tai Chi Yin and Yang, the Void and the Reality are born together, where is the business trip? Song Si was puzzled, he could only speed up the consumption of his divine sense, and speed up the metal ball liquid that urged the True Yuan to stabilize the dìng riot, but if the True Yuan was exhausted and the Divine Consciousness was exhausted, he would definitely die here.
Impossible, Song Si deduced the sword refining chapter, looking for the last step he didn't realize. Materials are divided into yin and yang, virtual and real, virtual and real, virtual and real...... Song Siruo had enlightenment, pointed his sword at the condensation qi, pointed at the center of his eyebrows, and pulled out a wisp of origin sword qi.
The lilac void sword qi was as empty as if nothing at the fingertips, revealing a brilliance that made the sword cultivator fascinated, Song Si didn't have time to appreciate this wisp of sword qi, so he gathered the sword finger with his left hand again, and pointed at the center of his eyebrows to draw out three sword intent and fuse it with the origin sword qi.
Suddenly, the flying swords within a radius of a hundred miles began to vibrate, wanting to break free from the master's control and fly away. The cultivators really didn't know why, panicked, and hurriedly picked up the magic trick to imprison their flying sword.
Void Sword Intent, Origin Sword Qi, go!
Song Si pointed out, and the void sword intent and lilac origin sword qi instantly fused with the metal ball liquid, and the metal ball liquid began to slowly deform, and the sword embryo of a long sword began to take shape in front of Song Si's eyes.
A sword to turn into nothing!
With the formation of the sword embryo, Song Si began to use his divine sense to control the sword embryo to perform the sword moves in the "Void Sword Technique", so that the sword embryo gradually took shape under the tempering of the light green earth fire and the cold Jiaodan.
An hour later, at the moment when the flying sword was finally completed, the mysterious white night pearl flew out of Song Si's sea of consciousness and turned into a tiny white bead, embedded in the hilt of the flying sword.
The white light shone, the purple bloom was dazzling, and at the moment when the brilliance dissipated, the cold Jiao Dan turned into flying ashes and dissipated, and the cave became extremely hot again.
Looking at the flying sword floating on the pale green ground fire in front of him, Song Si engraved the word "Ziyao" with the origin sword qi under the hilt, "From now on, you will be the Ziyao Sword." ”
The flying sword clanged and seemed to be happy with the name.
Song Sixin made a move, the long sword was warm and cool, and there was a feeling of flesh and blood, which made him very satisfied.
A good sword should have a good scabbard, Song Si then took out some materials, and threw the two captured flying swords into the earth fire to smelt and mix together, casting a suitable scabbard.
The flying sword had been refined, and Song Si rose up with the sword, leaving the lava valley and flying towards Xianjing.
Halfway through, there was a faint thunderous sound in the void, and Song Si turned his eyes to see that there were two masters fighting in the air, one should be a martial artist, and the other seemed to be a sword cultivator.
Seeing that the two of them were fighting more and more fiercely, and moved the battle group to this side, Song Si hurriedly dropped his flying sword and stood on the rock of a mountain peak to watch the battle.
But seeing that the man in black was using the sword palm at the same time, with a wave of the long sword, the sword qi and palm power were sent out one after another, attacking the golden-clothed monk. The golden-clothed monk raised his palms, and a giant sword appeared in front of him, with golden light, blocking the sword qi.
"Ahh
Rumble!
The white air shield was broken, and the man in black took advantage of the situation to repel the golden-clothed monk who came from the mortar. The golden-clothed monk was afraid of the poison in the black-clothed man's palm, so he had to accept the sword move, and the sword swept the red flame and broke the palm power.
"You've been hunting down this seat for two months, and you really can't do anything about it?" the man in black shouted at the golden-clad monk.
"Kill my Ye family elite, how can the old man tolerate you!" The golden-clothed monk pinched the sword trick in his hand, and the giant sword suddenly shone with golden light, and the power was terrifying, "Slash!"
The giant sword fell, and the man in black did not dare to take it hard, leaving an afterimage to dodge the past, and the earth was marked with a huge sword pit of hundreds of zhang.
Such an amazing sword qi, Song Si was horrified in his heart, and suddenly saw that the clothes on the golden-clothed monk were somewhat familiar, which were clearly the clothes of the Ye family in Mu Wangcheng, and it was immediately clear that this must be a certain ancestor of the Ye family.
The other person was clearly Jing Qian, the elder of the Holy Hand Alliance, but he didn't know why he had been fighting with this Ye family ancestor for so long.
Just when Song Si was puzzled, the golden-clothed monk in the air also found Song Si and shouted: "Little beast, it turned out to be you!"
Aha! Song Si smiled slightly at the golden-clothed monk, the golden-clothed monk saw Song Si's smile, and was a little puzzled, at this moment, the sword qi and palm strength of Jing Qian, the elder of the Holy Hand Alliance, suddenly attacked again, and hurriedly responded, snorted, and suffered a lot of losses. Looking at Song Si again, he had already risen with his sword and fled.
Damn! The golden-clothed monk was furious, and at this moment the black-clothed man had the upper hand, because he was unwilling to let the golden-clothed monk go.
Fleeing from the battlefield, Song Si continued to fly towards Xianjing. This time the sword refining, Song Si has unknowingly used it for two months, and as the Qinglian Zodiac Trial is about to begin, young talents from all over Kunxu Star who are qualified to enter the trial have rushed to Xianjing.
The golden-clothed, glamorous and arrogant Ye Feixia of the Ye family of Mu Wangcheng came by crane, attracting many young sons and gentlemen in the city to look sideways and want to enter her gaze.
The former dragon wine of the dragon inn took Mr. Yan Xi and Xu Chen's wine into Xianjing, and soon after entering the city, it caused a great turmoil in the city, and directly abolished Ye Shuishui, the son of the Ye family in Muwangcheng, so that everyone looked forward to Ye Feixia and her showdown. The decisive battle between the two beauties must be exciting.
Lin Jian, the first person of the younger generation of the Demon Domain, entered Xianjing with nine Demon Domain masters and directly challenged Wen Chu, the new holy son of the Canglan Holy Sect.
There are even rumors that the first person on the Qinglian List has appeared in Xianjing, but unfortunately no one knows where he is for the time being.
However, if it is related to Song Si, I have to say that the other people, the thief god Yun Mengxing and Ying Yi have entered Xianjing, and killed the last master on the Qinglian list and captured a Qinglian order.
In addition, the mysterious Huashan disciples entered Xianjing, and they came for Wei Xiu and Song Si.
Falling outside Xianjing City, Zi Yao returned to the sheath, Song Si strode into the city, and at the moment when Song Si's figure just disappeared, Yun Mengxing and Ye Feixia suddenly appeared at the gate of the city, with murderous intent in their eyes, undisguised.
Immediately, Ye Feixia disappeared into a ray of light and shadow, and fell directly outside the prince's mansion.
"Song Si, dare to fight with me!" Ye Feixia stood on top of the gate of the Prince's Mansion, and the powerful sword intent shocked everyone in the palace, and the sword in Mo Liuli's arms trembled even more violently.
"Friend, I found that you are easy to attract hatred, and even such a beautiful woman can hook up, not bad!" Zhuge put down his wine glass and teased with a smile.
Song Si was speechless, and only then returned to the prince's mansion, he didn't even drink a cup of tea, he was chased and killed by the enemy, although he was a great beauty, but he came to kill him, it was too helpless.
"Qinglian is third on the list, 'Heart Sword' Ye Feixia, be careful. Murong Chen glanced at Ye Feixia at the top of the door, flipped through the "Blue Lotus List", and said to Song Si.
"Ye Feixia. Song Si walked out of the hall and came to the outside of the courtyard, his sword was released, and he looked at Ye Feixia coldly.
"Hey, you deserve to be single!" Zhuge saw that Song Si was facing such a beautiful woman, and the powerful sword momentum was released, without the slightest pity for the jade.
Wei Xiu, who was the thirty-seventh on the Qinglian list, made Song Si suffer a lot of losses, and in the face of Ye Feixia, who ranked second, Song Si did not dare to slack off.
The most important thing is that the sword cultivation duel, regardless of gender. The sword intent, sublimated between the two, became stronger and stronger.