I Am a Magic Sword

Biquge www.xbiquge.cc, the fastest update I am the latest chapter of a magic sword!At the end of the crisis, the caravan members cheered enthusiastically.

They originally thought that this time it was dead!

I didn't expect the peak to turn around and kill a helper halfway.

The head of the caravan was an old man with some gray hair. When he found Lu Fan, he was grateful and said, "Thank you, sir, for help. Otherwise, our caravan will be in trouble this time!"

Lu Fan was in a good mood and regained his former demeanor: "It's okay, if I pass by other warriors, as long as they are capable, they will lend a helping hand!"

"In short, our caravan can escape this time and rely on the help of adults!" the caravan team leader smiled and handed a bag and said, "Please also adults can accept it!"

The bag was very small, but Lu Fan didn't postpone it as soon as he touched it.

Hard, lumpy, not gold coins, but spirit stones, at least thirty spirit stones!

Even in Chang Tian Gang, he can't divide many spirit stones throughout the year.

After accepting the Lingshi, the smile of the head of the caravan will be more exuberant.

"I don't know where the adults are going. If we go down the road, our caravan is willing to make a carriage for the adults..."

Lu Fan refused by waving his hand: "No, I'm in a hurry!"

"Since the adults are in a hurry, it is better to leave after eating in the caravan!"

Lu Fan thought about it, but did not refuse.

After three days of driving, he almost ate all the prepared dry food.

The delicious dry food, eaten for three days in a row, also tasted tired.

As the benefactor of the caravan, Lu Fan ate a pretty good meal accompanied by the caravan leader.

While eating, the two chatted.

The old man's name is Xiong Yaozu, and the caravan is affiliated with the Grizzly Chamber of Commerce. This is a medium-sized chamber of commerce in Nanyun. Even Lu Fan has heard of it.

They mainly do business in Zifeng County. After learning that Lu Fan is a member of the Changtian Gang, Xiong Yaozu became more passionate about Lu Fan.

When Lu Fan left him in the end, his eyes were full of reluctance.

Lu Fan rode the horse, weighed the bag, and nodded with satisfaction.

The gangsters are poor ghosts, and even the true master of the real world is no exception. There is nothing that can make Lu Fan look good.

Only the spirit stone sent by the Grizzly Chamber of Commerce made Lu Fan happy.

"Little guy, just a little spirit stone, are you satisfied?"

A piercing old voice sounded in Lu Fan's ear, so that Lu Fan quickly jumped off the horse, pulled out the red blood sword, and looked around with caution!

"I, Red Blood Sword Spirit!"

Lu Fan looked at the Red Blood Sword in his hand and asked in disbelief: "Are you the sword spirit of the Red Blood Sword?"

"Why, don't believe it?"

"Believe, I certainly believe it!" Lu Fan took a deep breath, "I only heard the elders say that the spirit sword can't speak!"

"Do you think I am an ordinary spirit sword?"

Lu Fan quickly replied: "No!"

"Okay, I woke up this time to say hello to you, make good use of the red blood sword in your hand, don't be killed halfway!"

"Don't know what to call?"

Chen Hao thought for a while and said, "You just call me Lord Jianling!"

Lord Sword Spirit?

This name Lu Fan didn't think much about it, and it was called Jian Dad!

"Master Jianling, you said you just woke up?"

"Yes, every time the former sword master dies, I will fall asleep. Only after the next sword master appears and the red blood sword is stained with blood will I wake up again!"

Hearing this, Lu Fan breathed a sigh of relief, that is to say, Lord Jianling in the Red Blood Sword did not know what happened between him and Elder Jiang.

Although Lu Fan is thick-skinned, he did not want to let other people know about the transaction between him and Elder Jiang... even if the other party was Jian Ling!

"Red blood sword, strictly speaking, is a magic sword, killing is its mission!" Chen Hao said slowly, "As long as you perform well, as long as you make me happy, I can teach you some good skills !"

Lu Fan asked cautiously: "Master Jianling, what can you teach me?"

It is impossible for every sword master to see the killing skills of the master.

"Top-level martial arts skills, some artistic conception, unanimous meaning, magical powers and the like... Red blood swords have served as sword masters, I basically will!"

Lu Fan held the Red Blood Sword tightly, and his breath was fast.

These things are what he longs for!

But then, he was also puzzled: "Master Sword Spirit, the artistic conception and mystery can also be taught? These should be understood by individuals!"

"The artistic conception and the mystery, of course, need personal comprehension... But if I can put you in the memory of the sword masters of the past, let you personally experience their experience when they comprehend the artistic conception?"

Lu Fan swallowed.

Artistic conception is a mysterious and mysterious thing. Everyone has different personalities, different experiences, and different perceptions.

Even if the owner of the artistic conception tells the process of his understanding of the artistic conception, it will not be of much help to other warriors!

"Master Jianling, have you ever taught General Chen Pengfei's artistic conception?"

"That is of course, otherwise how do you think his killing sword intention was cultivated?"

"It turns out so!"

"Now that you are clear, then I will go to sleep, there is no need, don't disturb me!"

Lu Fan wondered: "Sleep?"

"Yes, to talk to you, I need to consume a lot of energy. The Red Blood Sword needs a huge amount of energy to evolve. Every energy is very precious." Chen Hao warned with ferocious tone, "Remember, if there is nothing important. , You will disturb my sleep, I will be very angry, when the time comes, I don’t mind changing a sword master!"

Lu Fan summoned the courage and asked, "Master Sword Spirit, can you teach me some skills first, but I am the sword master of the Red Blood Sword, if I accidentally die, wouldn't it be the Red Blood Sword? Prestige?"

Hearing Lu Fan's words, Chen Hao inside the Red Blood Sword smiled.

Do you care if the sword master will fall into the red blood sword's reputation?

of course not!

The sword master died so numb!

But Lu Fan is quite interesting, Chen Hao also wants to know where he can go.

"it is good!"

Xuan-level lower body style "Chasing the Wind" was quickly transferred to Lu Fan's mind.

Chen Hao has observed that Lu Fan's talent is acceptable, and his status is good. What he practiced is that the skills and swordsmanship barely entered the Xuan level, but his physical skills were not good, only the yellow level was top grade!

"Chasing the Wind" just happened to make up for his own shortcomings.

When Lu Fan got "Chasing the Wind", his face showed a happy expression.

Judging from the preciousness of martial arts and martial arts, the value of body method is second only to the practice.

Fighting with people is extremely important!

As long as he is superb, he can't beat it, can he always escape?

Although he grew up in the Changtian gang since he was a child, he is a heir to the cult of the Changtian gang, but "Changhe Jue" and "Changhe Sword" are still hard-won.