Legend of Swordsman

"This is it?" Jian Wushuang looked at the golden dragon-sized turtle just the size of a palm in surprise.

"This is a gadget I made from scratch."

Long Qi explained a word, but immediately pointed in four directions. From those four corners, a beam of light immediately rose, and it immediately constituted a heavy prohibition. The scope of this heavy prohibition is not large. It is just less than a third of the hall where Jian Wushuang is located.

At the same time, a circular prohibition also appeared on the entire body of Jian Wushuang. This circular prohibition included Jian Wushuang.

"From today on, you are staying in this circular prohibition and controlling the Hongjun God Stick. When will you be able to use the Hongjun God Stick to crush me to make this gadget, then you can leave this restricted area." Long Qidao.

"Want me to control the Hongjun God Stick and break this small dragon and turtle?" Jian Wushuang first stunned, but the next moment he understood that Long Qi was to hone his control of the Hongjun God Stick.

I saw Long Qiyi beckoning, and that Hongjun God Stick had been swept into front of Jian Wushuang.

"Let's get started." Long Qi said, but his figure had disappeared.

In the whole hall, only Jian Wushuang and the palm-sized golden dragon tortoise remain, which are respectively in two different prohibitions.

"Try it first."

Although Jianjian Wushuang still didn't fully understand Longqi's intention, he started to try as Longqi said.

Owl ~~~ Under the control of the sword's soul power, the trembling Hongjun stick began to move, but the speed was still slow and pathetic.

When Jian Wushuang finally managed to control Hongjun God Stick to come behind the golden dragon tortoise, the golden dragon tortoise also noticed, and saw its four feet move at the same time, and climbed out more than 200 meters in an instant.

"This speed ..." Jian Wushuang stared.

The speed of this golden dragon tortoise is actually not fast. At least in the eyes of Jian Wushuang, it is too slow. If it is not for him to leave the surrounding circle forbidden relationship, he can easily chase and kill the golden dragon torch in one step. .

However, the speed of the golden dragon and turtle is slower. Compared with the speed of Jian Wushuang's soul controlling the Hongjun God Stick, it is still too fast.

At least ten times more.

"Slowly, I have just begun to control this Hongjun God Stick. I am not very proficient. Of course, the speed is slow. Once I have mastered the control, the speed can be increased. And this Hongjun God Stick is so heavy, Force is also a kind of exercise. As long as the strength of my soul increases, it will naturally become easier to control this Hongjun God stick. "

Qi Jian Wushuang was not discouraged at all, but continued to get familiar with it.

In fact, as Jian Wushuang thought, it was really difficult to control Hongjun's magic stick at the beginning, it was surprisingly slow, and Hongjun's magic stick was trembling during the journey, which can be controlled again and again. Familiar with it, at least that Hongjun God Stick has stabilized on the way.

Next, as long as you find a way to increase the speed of the Hongjun God Stick.

time flies.

Wu Jian Wushuang stayed in this hall, manipulating Hongjun God Stick again and again.

With manipulation, Jian Wushuang also gradually adapted to the weight of Hongjun God Stick, or that his soul power was promoted under the pressure of Hongjun God Stick.

In just three years, Jian Wushuang has been extremely stable in controlling Hongjun God Stick.

Then another eleven years passed.

Together with the previous three years, it was shared for fourteen years.

The hall is under restraint, oh! The four dragon feet of the golden dragon tortoise crawled wildly, moving wildly within a full kilometer of the restriction, and behind it was a long dark golden tail, which was in speed. , Vaguely faster than this golden dragon turtle.

Is just a trace, a trace of insignificance, but still makes the distance between the two closer.

at last……

"Break it!"

With Jian Wushuang's low-drink, the dark golden Hongjun God Stick finally caught up with the golden dragon turtle, and the golden dragon turtle smashed directly.

"Success!"

Wu Jianwu's eyes brightened, and his face was happy.

Buzzing ~~ Longqi's figure quickly appeared next to him, glanced at the broken golden dragon turtle, and nodded slightly, "It took only fourteen years to reach this step, which is not bad."

Hearing this, Jian Wushuang's heart was booing.

Don't look at it only took fourteen years, but he knows how difficult the fourteen-year process is. That Hongjun's **** stick is too heavy and the pressure on the soul is very painful. Even now, Jian Wushuang still feels a little struggling to control this Hongjun God stick.

"Mr. Dragon Seven, why do you want me to control this Hongjun God Stick in the past 14 years? Do you want me to control the Hongjun God Stick to kill the enemy in the future? Is this too reluctant?" Jian Wushuang frowned Road.

Wu Hongjun's magic stick is special.

Wu Jian Wushuang can feel the power of Hongjun God Stick, and it is also very scary.

However, it is too heavy, Jian Wushuang has been concentrating and proficient here for fourteen years, just barely able to control this Hongjun God Stick to catch up with the golden dragon and turtle, but Hongjun God Stick is still moving very slowly. Slow, for the gods of the world is slow like a snail. This kind of attack method, even if the power is amazing, can be too slow, it ca n’t meet the opponent at all, it has no meaning ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ In the future, the power of the soul will make a big breakthrough and reach the level of the general mighty person. I guess I can't drive this Hongjun **** stick to fight. "Jian Wushuang secretly said.

Long Qi naturally understood the meaning of Jian Wushuang. He immediately waved his hand to take back the Hongjun God Stick, and his eyes were looking down towards Jian Wushuang. "This Hongjun God Stick, I just lend it to you. It's just what I really want to give you. "

Qiu Long turned his hand on July 1, and suddenly a sword-shaped soldier with a very strange shape appeared in front of Jian Wushuang.

"Sword?" Swordless eyes moved.

The dragon that Qi Longqi took was indeed a sword, but this sword was very weird. It was golden in color and was about four feet in length, but the most important thing was that it did not have a hilt at all.

Yes, this sword has only a sword body and no hilt. The two ends of the sword are extremely sharp, flashing the cold sword edge.

Similarly, the body of this sword is still very thin, just as thin as that of the Hongjun God Stick.

"This is the Hongjun Golden Sword, of course, it is also imitation. Its purpose is the same as that of the Hongjun God Stick. You have already controlled the Hongjun God Stick before. Now you try to control this Hongjun Gold Sword." Dragon Seven tossed the Hongjun Jin Jian toward the sword unparalleled.

With the previous experience of connecting Hongjun God Stick, this time sword Wushuang also learned to be clever, and it was also picked up by two palms at the same time.

Ke, when his palm caught Hongjun's golden sword, his expression was a movement.

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