Traversing the daily life from the Super Seminary

Chapter 95

"What kind of sword is this! How could it be so ugly?"

A black iron lump descended into the world, and the blade was surrounded by black and turbid air, which was extremely mixed.

Wang Quanbaye's expression was astonished after his face was revealed, and I don't know what words to use to describe it.

"Hahaha, this sword is really ugly! How can this Taoist master handle it? It makes me laugh to death."

Li Quzhuo laughed out loud, and stood in the air like this, his posture extremely coquettish.

"Why are you laughing!" Xu Yi said dissatisfied.

This is Duanduansheng, the first sword ancestor in the world of ancient swords!

It is because the sword spirit is dead, the sword soul is dead, and he has lost the divine power of the past, so he can easily get it.

But even so, Xu Yi put it on hold for a long time, because its shape seemed too ugly, and he couldn't bear to use it.

But now that the Qingfeng sword was damaged, he could no longer compete with the Wang Quan sword, so he could only make such a bad move.

Although the Ancestor Duansheng Sword has no sword spirit or divinity, its material is made of rare and precious divine materials in the world.

Back then, Xiangyuan was Chi You's younger brother, but he didn't see anything in the way of martial arts, he was unwilling to do so.

In order to help his brother Chiyou conquer the world, he chose to forge swords and forge soldiers for war.

After that, he worked tirelessly and personally went to Buzhou Shenshan to obtain the "Liaoyuan Fire", the source of fire from the ancient god of fire Zhurong, the source of gold from Jinshen's harvest, "Lietong Gold", the source of water from the god of water, "Xuanming Water", and the source of Fengshen. The origin of Feilian is "Qingpingfeng".

Smelted with prairie fire, quenched with Xuanming water, cast in gold and iron, with a wooden handle.

Coupled with the heaven-defying power of the blood-smeared formation, the detainment of thousands of resentful souls, and the soul of the swordsmith in Xiangyuan, the first fierce sword has been achieved.

Such a treasure is rare in the world, even if the sword spirit dies, thousands of resentful souls have already disappeared.

The quality of its sword body is definitely not something that the kingly sword can compete with!

Xu Yi's idea is very simple, that is to use the quality of the ancestor's broken life to counter the king's sword.

He didn't believe that the sword body made of the god-level material of the ancestor Duansheng could not resist the sharpness of King Quan's sword.

The Wang Quan sword was whistling slightly, shaking non-stop.

Wang Quan Baye felt a trace of fighting spirit and trembling coming from the Wang Quan sword.

"This ugly sword is weird!" Wang Quan Baye thought to himself, raising his sword to fight.

Xu Yi didn't talk nonsense, he just slashed and hacked wildly while holding the ancestor Duansheng.

"Clang, clang, clang!"

The two kept fighting in the air, turning into two black and white auroras, entangled back and forth, making people dazzled.

And change different positions at the same time, up and down, appearing and disappearing.

The collision between the sword and the sword sent out a great wave of mana, and the sword energy was endless and boundless.

If someone is close to the two people's battle circle at this time, they will be crushed by the power of their swordsmanship.

The second son of the Li family, Li Quzhuo, also retreated a long way. He looked at the two people who were fighting fiercely over there with lingering fear, and said, "They are really two lunatics. They fight like desperate. The boss is also so, why would he provoke me for no reason? Such a tough opponent."

In fact, this is not to blame for the kingship and hegemony. Sword masters will interact with each other, and when they see people of the same kind as themselves, they can't help but "combine".

The royal swordsmanship is profound, and there is a royal sword intent derived from the bloodline inheritance, and its royal sword is the first magic weapon of the Dao League, which can suppress all magic weapons of the same level.

However, although Xu Yi's ancestor, Duan Sheng, had no spirituality, its source was a god-level magic weapon, whose level was higher than the King Quan Sword.

Therefore, Xu Yi could directly ignore the suppression of this kind of sword force.

At this moment, Xu Yi let go of his mind and was in a state of emptiness.

Not sticking to the sword qi technique, and even the sword itself in the beginning, the battle is hearty.

Xu Yiben is a master of the inner family, with a profound spiritual realm!

Turn a fist into a sword, and capture the royal swordsmanship with the spiritual realm of "the autumn wind has not moved before the cicada", counting its moves.

Just like the Dugu Nine Swords in martial arts, he predicted the enemy's opportunity first, saw the flaw, and broke it with one blow.

At this moment, Xu Yi doesn't have any swordsmanship or moves, he only relies on his heart, and his wishes come true!
In the end, the end of this competition completely turned into a competition of swordsmanship among swordsmen.

King Quan and Hegemony fought back and forth again and again, cold sweat was already breaking out on his forehead.

He comprehends the heart of the sword, and his swordsmanship is unparalleled. It can be said that many swordsmen are suppressed in the sky.

But the pressure of the sword force had no effect at all against the ancestor Duansheng at this moment.

On the contrary, it made this person's sword as fierce as a dragon, like a raging sea wave, striking out in a violent storm.Let him give birth to a trace of invincibility.

The sword power of King Quan's hegemony gradually weakened, and was suppressed by Xu Yi firmly.

He is very aggrieved!Because it was obvious that his level of swordsmanship was higher than Xu Yi's, but it was really uncomfortable to be suppressed and beaten.

"Sword competition! It's better to concentrate, it's wrong to be distracted."

Xu Yi whistled lightly, with a smile on his face, and pierced through the air.

At the same time, his wrist rotated in a strange arc, and the ancestor Duansheng seemed to be glued to the King Quan sword, and moved accordingly.

There is an inexplicable suction force, which makes Wang Quan Baye's body have to be attracted and rotated.

Like raging waves, like strong winds!

Like falling into an abyss, like falling into a quagmire!
Like the meaning of Tai Chi, hardness and softness are combined, and yin and yang are transformed!
Immediately afterwards, Wang Quan Ba ​​Ye felt a touch of coldness on his chest.

"I lost!"

At this moment, the wind stopped and time stood still!
But the words of admitting defeat were like a bolt from the blue.

The number one royal family of the Dao League surrendered with a sword of heaven and earth, which can be described as the first time in history!
Li Quzhuo, a melon eater, had an exaggerated expression on his face, and his mouth was wide enough to stuff an egg.

Wang Quan Baye looked at the black bumps on his boobs.With a complicated expression, he was not reconciled, but he really lost!
"This person has strong mana, and his swordsmanship may have reached the peak of "skill". Creating something out of nothing, the realm of ingenuity!"

Thinking about it in my heart, I have to admire the royal power and hegemony.

Throughout the ages, human beings have studied magic weapons.It is discovered that whether it is a human or a demon, mana actually has three attributes of "body", "skill" and "heart"!
The intensity of the operation of mana is called "body", the way of operation of mana is called "technique", and the control of mana is called "heart".

Regardless of the magic weapon or the sword move, it is only through the operation of mana that the supernatural power can be produced.

"Hehe, you are open-minded, facing failure directly!" Xu Yi said, and took off the ancestor Duansheng who was on the neck of King Quan Baye.

"My Majesty Wang Quanbaye, I take back the belittling remarks I made to you just now, I hope fellow Taoists don't mind." Wang Quan Baye said.

"I'm Xu Yi, a casual cultivator. In fact, you're right! After practicing swordsmanship for so many years, you still don't understand the meaning of the sword. You are indeed a layman in the way of swordsmanship!" Xu Yi shook his head and said, a little depressed.

"Brother Xu, you don't have to worry about it. You don't have to worry about it. I think your "skills" and methods have reached the peak. I am afraid that there are few people in this world who can compare with you. "

Wang Quanbaye spoke comforting words, the voice full of magnetism, like the spring and white snow falling into the atrium in March.

Obviously very loving words, very sincere comfort.

But Xu Yi couldn't help feeling a little tingling in his scalp, and quickly kept his distance from the royal power and hegemony.

"Damn, these two guys! Just now, they were so close to each other, why did they become so intimate in a blink of an eye! Is this the so-called man's passion is played with both hands? No, the momentum is wrong, I have to persuade you Boss can't go astray."

The fire of gossip in Li Quzhuo's heart was blazing, with whimsical ideas pouring in, and there was a hint of something bad in the air!

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