Getting stronger starts with owning the system

Zhu Lin walked to the carriage and lay down. After a while, the cold feeling lingering in Yun Fan's heart disappeared. It was obvious that the girl had left and returned to the world of consciousness.

Yun Fan picked up the sword again and looked at it for a moment. He kept recalling the figure of Zhu Lin who had just performed the sword technique in his mind, and swung the sword again just like her.

It's just that the Liaoyuan swordsmanship has changed a little this time.

Both soft and rigid, in addition to the swiftness and extraordinary power, there is also the calmness and flexibility.

After the performance, Yun Fan also felt tired. He took out the bedding from the bluestone ring and slept directly beside the carriage with the sky as a quilt.

When Yun Fan opened his eyes, Yang Shuxue's surprised eyes were greeted, "What did you do last night? Why is the ground cratered? There are few places where the ground is complete."

"Last night... I suddenly had a new insight and went to practice sword again."

Yun Fan opened his eyes and said.

He had an agreement with Zhu Lin that she could not arbitrarily reveal that she was not dead, but something that had always existed in the conscious world, so Yun Fan must not say that she could only pass it casually.

Hearing that Yun Fan had a new understanding of swordsmanship, Yang Shuxue immediately couldn't wait to let him perform it.

Sure enough, this hot-tempered girl was not interested in practicing martial arts and petting small animals, and the rest was completely insensible, happily squeezing Yun Fan to show her sword skills.

Ever since, Yun Fan held a fairy sword and performed Zhu Lin's swordsmanship last night.

"Hey, there are such changes."

Yang Shuxue was a person who knew swordsmanship, and immediately saw the exquisiteness of swordsmanship. It was even higher than they had previously understood on their own, with the swiftness of wind, the power of fire, and the softness of water.

Can't help but nod and praise Yun Fan for his good performance.

Having said that, I was itchy again. Before I started eating breakfast, I picked up the fairy sword and tried to integrate these three distinct attributes into my own sword.

And Yun Fan is now in charge of cooking.

Although he used to be a chef of dark cooking, he has to go to the battle himself now. The improvement in his cooking skills is quite gratifying.

At this moment, there was a sudden rumbling of footsteps in the distance, and only the intensive shouts came: "Help!"

Both Yang Shuxue and Yun Fan looked far away, and saw a group of people dressed in commoners running in a panic. Behind them was a two-person tall, red monster chasing them.

"Look at this, it must be a ghost nearby mountain spirit."

Yang Shuxue just finished performing the swordsmanship, her hands were itchy, and seeing these spirits harming others, she immediately left with her sword.

The people who fled in a hurry saw a young girl coming with a sword, like a sword fairy in the legend, and suddenly thought that the savior had arrived, and they knelt down and prayed for shelter.

Yang Shuxue also ignored them and drank: "Give me back!"

Immediately, she held the fairy sword in front of the scarlet spirit and said, "Where is the monster, how dare to harm people here!"

"Oh, where's the little girl with the delicate skin and tender meat, dare to stop the king from searching for food." The burly spirit has four arms, raised in the air, his claws dancing like a nightmare, threatening: "I wanted to grab one or two people and eat it, since you brought it to the door by yourself, then I'm not welcome!"

Yang Shuxue sneered, and the infuriating energy revolved under her feet. With a kick on her back, she jumped into the air.

Suddenly, the raging fire on the long sword, and the sound of the wind, pierced towards the spirits.

The sturdy arm of the spirit suddenly swung, and it collided with Yang Shuxue’s fairy sword. The tight muscles were like rock and pig iron, and they were extremely strong. I saw the fairy sword rubbing and splashing fire, leaving only a shallow light on his arm. Shallow traces.

"But that's the case, little girl, I think you are holding a long sword in your hand. I thought it was a sword immortal of the practice school. I didn't expect it to be so useless." The spirit laughed, but at this moment, the original traces of paleness burst A wide opening, bright red blood-stained arrows spurted out!

The long sword thrown by Yun Fan hit, the flames lingered, and the power was swift and violent, and the splendid brilliance bloomed on the tip of the sword.

But when Zhu Lin saw it, she just stretched out two slender fingers like spring onions and clamped it firmly.

Suddenly, the true energy on this sword weapon dissipated, the flames went out, and there was no threat at all.

But at the same moment, Yun Fan also deceived him, smashing his head with an iron fist full of energy.

Zhu Lin smiled slightly, but she avoided Yun Fan's attack with a slight curl at the beginning.

Then she lifted her foot and stepped on Yun Fan's knees, letting him lose her energy, and put out an extra hand and gently dropped it on Yun Fan's chest and pushed it out.

A palm that looked like a fragile catkins was actually shocking. Not only did Yun Fan's palm fly backwards uncontrollably, like a kite with a broken line, at the same time, the blood in his body was tumbling and his true energy was disordered.

He knew that Zhu Lin was different, but he did not expect that after leaving the world of consciousness, she would still have such a powerful force in reality.

Yun Fan touched his chest, reconciling the flow of true energy, which made him feel much better.

However, Zhu Lin sighed, "The gap is still too big."

Yun Fan wondered: "Since you are so powerful, why do you keep hiding in the world of consciousness?"

"Hide..." Zhu Lin muttered to herself: "I am not hiding, but there is no need to come out. There is nothing worthy of my nostalgia in this world. I have tried suicide, but the desire to survive always prevents me. Be cruel."

"If your evolving swordsmanship meets a monk who is in the realm of manifestation, you can fight it, but stronger ones may not work. I just saw your swordsmanship and realized so many tricks, you can refer to it carefully. "Zhu Lin suddenly changed her style, holding the fairy sword in her hand and started waving.

I saw the graceful shadow wielding the sword and dancing, and the curly figure was astonishing. The fairy sword bloomed with the brilliance of autumn water, and the silver was as bright as the moon in the sky, rippling like water waves.

Zhu Lin waved her sword and danced, and Yun Fan looked carefully.

I found that the sword in her hand was swung in a different mood, not swift, let alone fierce like a fire, but calmly, moving and static.

The long sword pierced the air, cutting Yingying Yuehua into two pieces. Her long hair fluttered, like the silkiest silk and satin, which was extremely gorgeous.

Since Yang Shuxue and Li Weirou have different temperaments.

The real ice is like frost and snow, like the clear lotus blooming in the lotus pond under the moon.

After a dance, she flicked the fifth-order fairy sword and threw it back. The blade was inserted into the soil, the hilt of the sword shook slightly, and she said without looking back: "I have finished performing the moves. It depends on how much you can understand Did you watch it carefully?"

Zhu Lin walked to the carriage and lay down. After a while, the cold feeling lingering in Yun Fan's heart disappeared. It was obvious that the girl had left and returned to the world of consciousness.