Zhanxian

Chapter 1203: No Upper Pure Yang Sword Qi (Lower)

Asthma burped satisfactorily in the sky, swallowed the last strand of sword impurities that flew out, and then hit Yang Chen with one end and disappeared.

Just now, Yang Chen's chest was pierced by a hole, but the other sword flew from behind into the mouth of Asthma, and then Asthma appeared in Yang Chen's chest in the fastest time, spitting out the tip of the sword. On the surface, it does look like Yang Chen was stabbed through the chest. In fact, Yang Chen didn't even get a scratch of fur.

As for Yang Chen not bleeding, there are many people in the Golden Dan period who can do this, not to mention that Yang Chen is also a master of yuan babies. However, Wen Shi thought that he had ruined Yang Chen's life, so he deliberately didn't make up for it, but let Yang Chen watch his process of refining the sword to show his pride.

If it is not harmful to a man to harm himself, it is likely that this sentence will come to mind when the Buddhist is about to die. Especially after hearing these explanations from Yang Chen, it is estimated that this reluctance is even more evident.

Yang Chen is really going to do this guy a favor if he's smart. Though the sword gas itself cannot be given to him, the gold impurities outside, if he can refine them, are also a rare good thing for 10,000 years. But now, the advantage is to give asthma first.

Without the gold gas housing outside, the body of sword power finally revealed itself. At the bottom of the well, Yang Chen jumped and easily took out the sword sheath with sword energy and handed it to Shi Shanshan.

True pure Yang sword strength, not that long at all, but less than a three-foot-long strand, fine silk, flashing some faint light, constantly swimming in the sword sheath. In terms of selling photos alone, compared to the gold impurities that do not know where to go, there is neither a rushing atmosphere nor a brilliant appearance, it looks like a fine little earthworm.

The sheath also looks very ordinary, the metal sheath is very ancient, but that's all, it doesn't have a gorgeous appearance, it doesn't have a compelling smell, and it's changed to someone else, no matter who sees it, at best it's considered an antique sheath, who takes it seriously?

However, Shi Shanshan is not the kind of shallow person to look at people. With Yang Chen, an almost omniscient husband, nothing good can escape his magic eyes. Getting the sheath, forgive Ishizan's steadiness, and he couldn't help but heartbeat.

“Shanshan, this is a pure Yang swordsmanship left by Lu Zu to his friends. It is indestructible and irresistible. It fits your sword path.” Yang Chen finally told Shi Shanshan the origin of this sword: “In the future, your practice is to refine and subdue this sword, believing that you will continue this process for many years from now until you fly to the spiritual realm. ”

This is not Yang Chen's ability to underestimate Shi Shanshan, but this sword power is indeed so strong. The roots left by Lu Zu, coupled with the fact that he did not know that it has been in this place of intense gold gas for hundreds of thousands of years or more, it is not nice to say that it is the sword left by Lu Zu. Even if it is a fart, it is now the most powerful fart in the world, let alone the Pure Yang Sword Qi?

“Likewise, Sam, this is the last time my husband has interfered with your practice.” Yang Chen said very formally and very seriously: “The direction of future practice depends on you. I'm sure one day, you'll be my pride. ”

This is not the first time Yang Chen said this, but now that Shi Shanshan has the sword, she truly realizes the precious value of everything Yang Chen arranged for her. I couldn't help but see a heat flow in Shi Shanshan's eyes. The kind of warmth in my heart is the happiness that Shi Shanshan did not feel in the master.

“Honey, aren't you afraid you won't be able to beat me after I've refined this sword?” Fortunately, Shi Shanshan has always been in a good mood, and soon took control of his emotions. Buried in Yang Chen's arms, he felt this happiness and asked jokingly.

“How?” Yang Chen lowered his head, kissed his wife gently, and said with a laugh: “You refine the sword, of course this sheath belongs to me, you will not escape in the hands of your husband. ”

A sheath that can accommodate pure Yang Sword Qi, as long as it's not stupid, it's sure to know it's a good thing. Shi Shanshan refines the sword qi, the body is the sword sheath, naturally it will not be used. This sword sheath belongs to Yang Chen without asking.

And this hedgehog holy object, added to the knife, will definitely take the quality of the knife to the next level. If you refine the spatial connection points later, plus the asthma boost, you can't imagine Yang Chen, who can resist his own knife.

“Come on, there's going to be a dramatic change here.” Yang Chen gently reminded Shi Shanshan, who still did not want to move in Yang Chen's arms. Yang Chen smiled for a moment, summoned the shuttle and rushed to the sky.

Shortly after the shuttle left, the entire area began to vibrate violently. Countless mountain peaks, in the vibrations of the earth, falling, collapsing in pieces, described by the overturning of the heavens and the earth, are not excessive. Good thing there are no creatures here at all, otherwise you won't know how many spirits are charred at this time.

The landslide split had lasted for more than one hour before stopping. When all calm was reached, the original mountain peak shuddering scene had undergone an overturning change, directly turning into a large pit covering thousands of miles of circles.

The sky began to accumulate rain clouds slowly, an unprecedented thing, and then the rain dropped fast. Countless droplets fell from the air, gathered in this huge pit, and the water level rose a little bit, and the surrounding area also diverted rivers to the area, which quickly formed a lake that was not deep.

It is believed that over time, this will become a huge lake, with rivers bringing life to the water, and the surrounding spiritual power seems to be replenished, slowly returning to normal. In just a few more years, this is bound to be a vibrant scene. Maybe some monks will come here to practice, but these are the last words.

Yang Chen and Shi Shanshan are no longer concerned about these. Yang Chen returned directly to the sea with Shi Shanshan. He stuck his head under the sea and settled the Dragon Palace. The two entered the Dragon Palace.

Just above that huge chart of the East China Sea, Yang Chen chose some of the most intense areas of the spiritual vein, placed a large amount of hegjin spirit liquid directly on it, and then let Shi Shanshan soak his whole body in the hegjin spirit liquid, sat on the black bright jade futon, and began pointing to Shi Shanshan to refine this pure Yang sword. (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to vote on recommendations, monthly tickets (qidian.com), and your support is my biggest motivation.)