Commanding Wind and Cloud

If Zhantang wants to kill the energy, I'm afraid the only way to kill it is Ming! Mobilize a large number of peak fighting spirit fighters, completely surround the spirit, and then seek help from the magician of the magic palace.

But today's Demon Palace is trying its best to win over a young female magician named Bi Luo, but this Bi Luo is said to be a very motivated woman.

With such a relationship, how could the Demon Palace help?

"It seems that I will..." Looking at Lu Chang's expression, Qian Jin sighed: "Tell the director of the war hall, do you want to kill me? I will give them a chance. After two months, I will go to the war hall once. It is a reward for the assassination given by your war hall."

Lu Chang gasped for a breath of coolness in the air, his whole body seemed to have fallen into a hole in the ice, and he was going to fight in the battle hall!

No wonder! No wonder Gan Zhanxuan sent someone to directly say that Gan Jin is a very easy-going person on weekdays, but he has an arrogance in his body that is even more arrogant than a blood warrior. Zhan Tang can't control such a young man.

Now, Lu Chang finally believed the message of the envoy sent by Gan Zhanxuan, and his enthusiasm was even more arrogant than what Gan Zhanxuan said. No one in history dared to say that he went to the battle hall to make trouble!

Even if it is a blood warrior, if there is any conflict with the battle hall, it will be resolved in other places as low-key as possible.

If the bloodline warriors really hit the gate of the battle hall, then they would offend all the ordinary warriors. This is a pain that even the bloodline warriors can't bear.

There were amazing geniuses in the battle hall, and the relationship with the battle hall was not good. Even if Fabredis became a saint, he did not return to the battle hall to make trouble.

But now, this young man who has just debuted for not too long is so motivated that he directly clamors to go to the battle hall to smash the scene.

Duanfeng Buer looked at Lu Chang's ugly face with a smirk on his face. Although the energetic guy usually looks a little bit wooden, he is very assertive in his heart. If someone treats him well, he will treat others very well. But if others treat him badly, he will also slap the other party mercilessly and return it back.

"Zhantang, please wait for the president at any time."

Lu Chang really didn't know what to say, and wanted to talk to Gan Jin about the internal problems of the war hall, but after all, nine people came to assassinate him, and although he didn't join, he didn't stop him, and he didn't show any affection.

Seeing the departure of Qian Jin and others, Lu Chang looked up to the sky and let out a powerless sigh. Perhaps this is the fate of the Zhantang. Whether it is a conservative or a radical, they can no longer lead the Zhantang to move forward. After countless years of evolution, the Zhantang has become too arrogant and its mechanism has become rigid.

Perhaps, going to the battle hall vigorously is not necessarily a bad thing! Lu Chang even looked forward to arriving at the Zhantang earlier with some enthusiasm. Maybe this young man could bring about new developments in the Zhantang and change the already stagnant situation in the Zhantang.

"Comrade comrades, are you really planning to go to the battle hall?" Duanfeng Buer was still lazily looking at the rapier in his hand: "Is there anything good to study about that thing?"

"Kindness will definitely go to the battle hall." Mu Nazhence's body rose and fell with the horse, and turned to look at Tie Nan, who had been silent for several days, but followed him all the time: "Tie Nan, do you know what is most lacking in motivation now?"

"Strength." Tetsuo said without thinking: "The power is great, but the combat power is the worst in the comprehensive strength."

Mu Na Zhen Ce raised his thumb and pointed to Tie Nan beside him: "Look! I, the least thoughtful subordinate, know where the shortcomings of Qi Jin are. Do you think Qi Jin will go to the battle hall? What does he want to do when he goes to the battle hall?"

Duan Fengbuer smiled and looked at the back of Qian Jin. Although this companion doesn't like to talk too much, his mind is still spinning! Where is the battle hall? There are a lot of ordinary fighters gathered in that place!

Even the fighters at the peak of the fighting spirit should be relatively the most numerous among the forces! It is also the place where the soul soldiers are most looking forward to...

A soul soldier can make a bandit leader like Yi willing to be the shadow of Qi Jin, so what kind of situation will a soul soldier cause in the battle hall?

After the rookie king competition, they will eventually enter the battlefield of humans and demons. At that time, it is not just a competition of individual combat power, but the overall strength of a legion, and the upper-level strength of a legion may determine the future of the legion. The enthusiasm is paving the way for the future as much as possible.

"This sword..." A vigorous sentence attracted everyone's attention.

clatter...

The thin sword in Gan Jin's hand shattered!

"Bad continuation technique." Mo Jin looked at the handle of the sword hilt in his hand, flicked his wrist and threw it to Chekfleet and said, "I will give you a holy weapon."

Hallows!

That is the strongest fighter equipment today.

A holy weapon can even allow a warrior who has not been sanctified to compete with a warrior who has truly been sanctified.

A warrior is a saint of war!

Then after the equipment becomes holy, it is a holy weapon!

Just like a fighter with a fighting spirit is a strong fighting spirit!

And if the fighting soldiers break through the realm, they are soul soldiers!

A strong fighter at the fighting spirit level, even if he is not the pinnacle of fighting spirit, holding a holy weapon in his hand can still be called a holy strong man!

A holy weapon is not just powerful in destructive power, or powerful in defense.

The real power of the holy weapon lies in the fact that it can unlock the potential of the user. At the same time... the holy weapon has its own special ability just like the holy person, just like the soul domain of the holy person, but the ability of the holy weapon is called the holy soul.

People only know that the holy vessel is very powerful, but not many people know that the holy vessel has the holy soul. Apart from those real powerhouses, only the top blacksmiths can know.

However, there is no blacksmith who wants to make the weapons he forges have a holy soul.

Gan Jin has read Uncle Black's notes and knows everything about the sacred artifacts. After seeing the level of blacksmiths among the major forces that can be seen at least today, Gan Jin is confident that no one knows what is a sacred artifact better than him.

"What did you say?"

For the first time, Mu Nazhence almost couldn't maintain his image, and fell directly from the horse to the ground, staring straight at Chekfleet, who was grabbing it in his hand, as if he had grabbed a piece of scrap iron with a similar attitude.

Duan Feng Bu Er's riding skills were not as good as Mu Na Zhen Ce's. His toes touched the ground, and he fell off the horse and jumped back on the horse, looking at the hilt in Chekfleet's hand.

Even Fentu Kuangge, who was in the calmest mood these days, couldn't help being shocked, and looked at the ordinary-looking hilt in Checkfleet's hand in puzzlement.

Everyone's minds were filled with the same curiosity and questions. This seemingly broken thing turned out to be a holy weapon? Dazed? Or was it just broken by someone's brain?

"Is this a sacred weapon?" Checkfleet looked left and right, but couldn't see anything special about the hilt.

"Remove the scrap iron link on the hilt." Qi Jin pointed to the hilt in Checkfleet's hand: "I don't know that the blacksmith got this hilt, saw that the hilt is a good hilt, and even attached a long sword to it, but he didn't know that the hilt was a holy weapon. He did that..."

Shaking his head vigorously: "It's like someone painting a painting, and insisting on painting a reason on the snake's body!"

Although he can be regarded as a person who knows the goods, he is not a person who really knows the goods! Jin Jin sighed in his heart, if the attacker was not holding a continuous long sword, but a hilt! Then the result of the final battle, it is really hard to say who survived.

At critical moments, sneak attackers can even sacrifice the sacred artifacts and directly use the sacred artifacts to become holy! The effect is far better than the effect of the soul soldier, the whole person gets the purest tempering, and even his own soul domain will be swallowed by the holy soul of the holy weapon, forming a more powerful soul domain!

I don't know the goods... I shrugged my shoulders vigorously. Fortunately, the assassin didn't know the goods, otherwise everyone would have to confess here today.

Chekfleet removed the last bit of residue, holding the hilt with five fingers in a way that the hilt is an extended part of the body, as if the entire hilt is a part of his body, with an indescribable comfort.

"Send your fighting spirit in." Mo Jin repeated Uncle Black's notes: "Go communicate with it and wake it up."

um... um... um...

The hilt made a vibrating sound, and everyone felt that Chekfleet suddenly became completely different. A trace of strange power bloomed outward through his body, and the tyrannical power seemed to burst out of his body as if he could not be suppressed.

Zheng!

There was another metal clanging sound, and a sword popped out of the hilt. It was as soft as mercury, and combined with each other, it wriggled to form a sword.

Thin as a cicada's wing, as thin as a willow leaf, matched with Chekfleet's shape, it has an indescribable beauty, and a trace of the power of the holy soul emanates from it.

"Good sword!" Chekfleet said in a rare tone, with joy in his eyes.

"Damn it! I'm envious." Duanfeng Buer stared at the long sword in Checkfleet's hand: "It's really a sacred weapon! With this thing, comrades can't beat you, right?"

"En!" Chekfleet nodded confidently: "Life and death are a fight, I can kill energy."

He smiled enthusiastically and didn't argue. There was basically not much difference between Chekfleet holding a sword and a saintly strong man. If he insisted on the difference, it would be that the soul domain of the holy man was larger than the range of the holy soul in Chekfleet's hands.

Against a semi-saint, or even against several semi-saints at the same time, you can fight head-on with enthusiasm and confidence, but it is another concept to fight against a real saint.

Although Chekfleet is very strong, he has a fatal flaw, that is, it is difficult to show his true strength in front of others.

On the ground of the Zhence Dynasty, every time Checkfleet showed his true strength, the price was to clear and kill all the people around who knew the real situation.