She is Jianxiu

Chapter 349 Chapter three hundred and forty-eight?

Hearing the clanging of swords, the silver and white dragon walked past in the huge hall.

Zhao Chun took three steps with his sword qi, and the masked man understood immediately. Then he stepped on his feet high, turned over, and swung his sword arm violently. The wooden sword hit Chang Jin in response to the sound. What kind of supernatural power did Wei use, the wooden sword that was extremely fragile before, is now very tough, the edge of the long sword flows smoothly, and only half of the surface of the wooden sword is cut off!

And the huge force on the sword caused Zhao Chun's wrist to go numb, his slender eyebrows could not help but frown, and he opened his mouth to drink softly.

Taking a closer look, it turned out that the opponent had drawn sword energy around the wooden sword all over his body, so that he could be preserved under the long ember!

The blow was not successful, and she did not back away, instead, her right foot paused slightly, and hit the sword energy under her feet heavily, and she immediately got up with the force, while her waist and abdomen were turning, she threw the sword down and turned her hand into a reverse grip, with her thumb pointing to the pulp He brushed against the hilt of the sword, shook his arm, turned around and hit the masked man's chest with his palm, and raised the sword towards his chin, and saw a flash of cold light, a head flew up, and rolled to the ground with a "clang".

This time the masked man hesitated for a moment, his headless body turned around flexibly, his feet landed on the ground one after another, black smoke puffed out from the broken neck like thousands of hands, quickly wrapped the head back on the ground, and pressed down heavily on the neck , while the head was twisting, the sword energy rose again under the feet, and he was about to attack Zhao Chun with the sword in hand!

And Zhao Chun didn't want to make him succeed, so he drew his sword back to defend, and the two faced each other for hundreds of moves. The two figures stepping on the sword qi came and went back and forth in the palace, and saw the candles flickering, followed by The wind of the sword swayed erratically, the water in the dark pool fluctuated, and there were dripping sounds from time to time.

The two sides were in a stalemate for a few moments, and Song Wei couldn't help but be amazed. You must know that the masked man's moves are all in full swing, and ordinary monks must gradually fall to the disadvantage under the stormy attack, and even get injured. , and finally died with hatred.

But Zhao Chun is not the case. Since the confrontation with the masked man, Song Wei thought that every ounce of strength he showed was his trump card ultimate move, but the more he looked back, it became more and more like his sword style Surprised by the supernatural power, but at the same time feel that its real energy is thick, as if it is inexhaustible.

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"If this goes on, when will there be an end?"

Seeing this situation, Zhao Chun felt secretly annoyed, the guards had been beheaded several times by her and their bodies were separated, but they had the ability to return them, they would often kill and live, live and kill again, there is no end to it !

Back then, her dantian was broken by the evil cultivator Yue Zhuan, protected by mysterious beads, so she was able to preserve it. After many adventures, she almost collapsed when she broke through the condensed essence, and finally took the alchemy made by Jingmu Lianhua The medicine and the hidden dangers of the spiritual root are completely eliminated, and the meridians of the dantian are also reorganized and strengthened. After Gengxiu Ti casts the long embers of the heavenly sword, he is always placed in the dantian for nourishment, and the two can protect and help each other.

All kinds of opportunities work together to create a dantian spirit base that is far superior to that of monks of the same rank. It can be said that Zhao Chun has never felt a single moment of effort in facing many opponents since he came out of the sword.

It needs to be strong even if it explodes in a moment, and it is a big deal to maintain the thick and strong true energy that has been fighting for a long time. Only when the two are combined can it be called invincible!

It's just that the masked man in front of him is really strange, he can almost be called an immortal body. Although Zhao Chun has a deep foundation and is not afraid of protracted battles with others, but the current situation is critical, manpower is exhausted, and no matter how strong his true energy is, he is also exhausted. What's more, the masked man is not in his prime all the time, the opponent can't wait for her to really try his best to achieve nothing before winning, but at the moment when Zhao Chun is a little weak, he can break the move with the momentum of Mount Tai!

This is the real reason why countless evil cultivators have died here for thousands of years.

The poor cannot conquer the endless!
While she was thinking about it carefully, the arch of the masked man's foot swept across, and the sword energy under Zhao Chun's feet retreated for several steps, and his waist turned around to avoid it. , the two strands of forehead hair hanging down the cheeks fell in response to the cold light, the sharp sword wind shook the tip of the nose, a little wetness passed over the pulp of the fingers when he stood up, and he turned his hand to see that there was a bright red star on the middle finger, which made people feel a little bit shocked cold.

Turning around and withdrawing from the battle situation, and fighting against the masked man, she couldn't help but think that even though countless monks died in the palace for thousands of years, after studying what Bao Wenfeng said, she knew that evil cultivators can get treasures from the treasure hall There are also many people who come out.

Infinity and infinity, Zhao Chun is not the only one who will be hindered by this issue, she knows her own abilities, not to mention the Heyan Xiaoqian world, even in the vast Chongxiao, who can compare with her Never more than one hand.Heyan is definitely not the best in the countless small thousand worlds. In just a few thousand years, there are so many heroes who can surpass the limit of manpower. From the perspective of world standards, the possibility is not high. not big.

Bao Wenfeng still has something to hide from her...

Suddenly, Zhao Chun had an idea, and waved to throw out the storage cloth bag taken from Bao Wenfeng's body. She had already broken the imprint of spiritual consciousness on it, so it was very convenient for Zhao Chun to probe in with his spiritual consciousness. All over it.

There are a few spirit jades, two arc-shaped knives that are poisonous and glowing green, and various medicinal herbs are placed in thin-necked round-bellied bottles, scattered in many places, and beside them are storage items of different lengths, widths, and heights. The box is probably the spiritual materials and medicines accumulated over the years, and the fur and bones of exotic animals. Other than that, there are only some clothes, shoes and sundries.

The spiritual sense hooked the lid of the box and turned it up, and at the same time swung the sword in his hand to block the blow from the masked man. The sharpness of Changjin is unrivaled in the world. The other party didn't dare to face her natal spirit sword directly with the wooden sword, for fear that she would be in danger, and Zhao Chun would counterattack again, causing her head to be separated from her body!

Flower face rocks, spotted leopard fur, long-stem six-leaf fruits... are all precious materials in Xiaoqian World.

"Ok?"

Her consciousness landed on a palm-sized lacquered red box in the corner. The seal on it was brand new, and the crack was torn out just now when she moved the lid with her consciousness. It can be seen that Bao Wenfeng had never opened the box after he got it. And after looking closely at the small characters on the seal, you can read the sentence "Supervisor of Chishen Palace Qitang, not to be used aside".

And inside the box, there is a whole box of silver-gray iron pellets densely packed, making Zhao Chun couldn't help but think of the flame pellets in Xiexiu Yuezuan's hands.

Just as a talisman cultivator draws talismans for self-defense, a craftsman who focuses on refining weapons will also refine self-defense objects that can be used on a daily basis. After all, not every craftsman is a sword cultivator. It is somewhat inferior to other monks.

Similar to flame bullets, the cracking mountain beads that are more than several times more powerful, and the thunder bombs that can induce thunder strikes, all kinds of magic tools similar to talismans emerge in endlessly, and they have long been perfected in the world of Chongxiao, so Zhao Chun only needs to look at them , and recognized the purpose of the iron pellets in the box.

Masked people can't imitate things other than the monk himself, use external force, or is it the way for evil cultivators to break the situation?
She just took out a silver-gray iron pellet in her hand, thinking secretly in her heart, then she heard Song Wei say:
"If you will listen to me, don't use this thing."

　I came back from the fourth-level exam (disgraced), and I will fight again in the coming year.

　　The professional course exam will start next week. The night before the exam, there is a high probability that I will dove and then hug my feet (kowtow)

　　
　
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