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Chapter 473

Among ordinary weapons, there is also a classification of "soft swords", but most of them exist as unpopular exotic weapons and are not mainstream.

Moreover, the soft sword is completely different from the hard sword. Because the blade is soft, the strength is not easy to master and use, and it requires a high degree of concentration, energy, and spirit when practicing, so it is also extremely difficult to master among the types of swords. one type.

Moreover, although it is said to be a soft sword, it is impossible to be as soft as a whip, at least it is absolutely impossible for ordinary weapons to achieve this level.

However, the soft sword in Ouyang Mingzhu's hand is different, it is extremely flexible, it can really be wrapped around a finger, bent like a hook with force, it makes a clanging sound, and straightens like a string.

As long as you really master the strange swordsmanship of using it and exert strength at critical moments, you can use its toughness and elasticity to explode terrifying speed and amazing power within a certain range.

What does it mean to make steel, and it turns into softness around the fingers, which is actually the way to overcome rigidity with softness.

Murong Ziying has fully inherited the inheritance of the previous sword-wielding elder Zonglian of the Qionghua Sect, and her sword-making skills have reached a level rarely seen in the world. Naturally, she can tell at a glance that this sword is a famous spiritual sword. It is "soft around the fingers".

The Qionghua faction has always respected the art of casting swords, so it is naturally the most comprehensive collection of various sword casting maps in this world-the swords mentioned here are magic weapons, not the so-called sharp weapons in the world.

And it's not just as simple as having a melting and casting map, but also the ability to forge the corresponding spirit sword. However, there are two reasons that limit the terrifying situation where Qionghua's disciples all have a fairy sword in their hands.

Firstly, the spirit sword is different from ordinary iron, and often requires many precious natural materials and earth treasures to be melted and forged, and it is forged by a skilled swordsmith in the sect's Chengtian sword platform or similar anode places, not to mention Staying close to each other all day, but it is also very exhausting, until the day when the sword is completed.

And time is often measured in years and months. After all, the more precious and advanced the magic weapon is, the more time and energy it takes to make it, which is a matter of course.Let alone mysterious props, technological products are the same.

Therefore, most of the disciples often need to accumulate for a very long time before they can exchange their contributions to the sect for a high-level spirit sword.

Secondly, Qionghua School's cultivation method emphasizes the core concept of "the unity of human and sword". The cultivation level of a person and the quality of the sword must complement each other. Otherwise, there will only be disadvantages and no benefits. Can control high-level magic weapons.

This rule is not only applicable to the sword cultivators of Qionghua Sect, but also applies to the whole world.

——The higher-level and powerful magic weapon is, the more powerful it is, the more frighteningly demanding it is to use it. Without the corresponding ability to control it, it is like a child wielding a sledgehammer, which is harmful but not beneficial.

Neither can it form an effective threat to the enemy, nor can it become a force for self-protection, and it may even harm itself in turn.

Therefore, the soft sword in Ouyang Mingzhu's hand has actually surpassed most of Qionghua's disciples' natal swords, coupled with her skillful performance, the powerful spiritual fluctuations that naturally emanate...

Murong Ziying felt a toothache at such a moment.

This seemingly [-]-year-old girl who is too young is actually at the level of the head of the elder?It seems that no matter which school you look at, you are already a monk who has entered the third realm!

Even when he was in good condition, he was not fully sure that he could win the battle.

Although he is also a genius in cultivating Taoism, he has reached the realm of using gas to transform swords at the age of 19, and he has been slaying demons and demons all these years, doing justice for the heavens, and has very rich experience in fighting skills... However, he has hardly any opponents of this level There have been collisions.

And at this moment, everyone has been tricked before, and their spirits have fallen to the bottom. Even if their true energy and spiritual power are not consumed, only their minds are seriously depleted, which will have a considerable impact.

It's like a person who is full of energy, but mentally weak, and still can't exert much strength.

Everyone still relied on Liu Mengli's secret fragrance to stay awake and maintain their thinking. Under such circumstances, what chance would they have of winning against such a powerful enemy? !

"Professing to be dignified and upright, do you only know how to attack suddenly and bully the few..."

Ouyang Mingzhu didn't understand Murong Ziying's toothache at all. She clenched her five fingers tightly, and the softness around her fingers instantly stretched straight.

She swung her backhand mercilessly like this, the sword body seemed to be invisible, under the urging of her spiritual power, the sword energy burst out like a silver electric snake, and slammed towards Murong Ziying's eyebrows on the other side!

The huge sword energy slashed across a distance of several feet, without any reduction in momentum. The atmosphere where it passed was frozen, and a faint layer of frost condensed in the air, emitting a trace of cold air, making the midsummer night The temperature in the yard dropped sharply.

Ruozhirou was originally made of cold iron. Not to mention the sharpness of the sword, it can naturally absorb the power of water spirits around it when it is swung, and condenses into frost on the sharp edge, which is then directly activated by Ouyang Mingzhu. Power turned into sword energy, the power is of course not bad.

The reason why he only slashed a distance of a few feet was not because the attack range was so large, but because the target was so close. Facing the oncoming huge sword slash, Murong Ziying hastily raised her sword to block it, but was still attacked one after another. After taking a few steps back, his face became even paler.

It's just that he didn't have time to pay attention to this, instead he felt bursts of anger: "Sure enough, you are worthy of being an evil heretic. It's really disgusting! It's obvious that you plotted against me and waited first, but now you're still beating me up..."

If all of them hadn't been affected by the sinister and vicious art of hurting the gods, how could they be in such a mess?The team is already exhausted, if they don't work together, how can they deal with this person in front of them?

However, the other party also taunted them, desperately accusing them of being bullied by too many people and making a sneak attack?How shameless is this? !

"Nonsense! When did I plot against you..." Ouyang Mingzhu dismissed it. She didn't know what happened to this group of people, and she didn't think it was necessary for her teacher to plot against this group of people.

The teacher can strangle you little thieves to death with a single hair!It's easier than strangling a group of ants to death!

She also felt that this group of people were fighting back, so she was even more annoyed. With the waving of the plain hand, the twisted fingers in her hand changed their shape in an instant, from the sharp and sharp blade of the star wielding the moon to the A long whip like a dragon on the sea or a phoenix in the air!

Chic and elegant, brisk and agile, come like thunder and stop wrath, stop like Jiang Hai congeals blue light!It changed from rigidity to softness in an instant, although the styles and routines were seamlessly connected with each other, it was quite natural and beautiful.

However, Yun Tianhe and Han Lingsha, who were fighting with her, still felt extremely uncomfortable for a moment, flustered and in a variety of situations.

"Amitabha, benefactor Ouyang, don't make mistakes. The poor monk believes that there must be twists and turns in this matter. This kind of unacceptable thing should not be done by you, right? In fact, you don't have to cover up the people behind the scenes..."

Accompanied by a Buddha's name, it seems to be chanted with a loudspeaker, which has a kind of compassion.

The muscular monk walked forward quickly without hesitation, and the light of merit bloomed, forming a circle of light behind his head, and the aura of the accomplished monk spread out.He was certain in his heart, feeling that he had seen through the truth.

As the saying goes, phases are born from the heart, this young lady does not look like someone who would do such a thing, and he majors in the power of merit, and he also has a sense of evil karma, so he immediately A bloody plot was outlined in my heart.

But no matter what, it seems that this situation has a chance to solve the problem through talking. He acted very decisively, ready to understand it with emotion, move it with reason, and put it in the name of righteousness. Awakening to the wrong way and knowing how to return, at least it can shake some of the other party's beliefs and affect the display of strength!

"This matter is really outrageous and outrageous, and it has destroyed humanity. The poor monk must not sit idly by..."

It's just that before he could finish his compassionate words, a "whip" like a spirit snake spitting out a letter hit his head and face, roaring and tearing the air, it was like a thunderbolt falling from the sky——

"Shut up! Bald ass!"

The golden light of merit and virtue shined brightly, turning into a pale golden bell with a clearer outline, covering the great monk Yuanshan.

when--! !

A mighty bell rang, trembling the void, and a layer of ripples visible to the naked eye was set off in the air, making people feel that the soul was shaken once.

However, the Great Monk Yuanshan let out a muffled snort. He was mentally exhausted and made this blow recklessly. Although he didn't suffer any damage, his mind was further exhausted, and he was about to faint on the spot.

Cracks also appeared on the pale golden golden bell cover, and it would definitely burst open on the spot if it received another "whip"!

However, at almost the same moment, the sword lights of Huaishuo and Xuanji had arrived, but it was Master Ziying, the two junior disciples who just wanted to support them, but the reaction speed was a bit slow in this ever-changing battlefield , so that now the attack is long overdue, but it has a miraculous effect.

Ouyang Mingzhu's eyes were slightly focused, and her abrupt figure blended into the surrounding darkness, making it difficult to trace.And the same at the next moment, she seemed to have manifested from the void, and she had already arrived in front of Xuanji, raising her hand and pointing forward.

The sound of a piano sounded at this moment, long and long, condensing the energy of heaven and earth!

It was just suddenly, as if the sound of the strings had turned into a substantive sound wave, and crashed into the gap between the two of them, the strings hurt people, and they could break jade. It turned into a series of slashing lines that came across.

"Well?!"

The girl in the emerald green dress suddenly frowned, and froze her finger at the last moment, unable to touch the little girl who was not far ahead, even though it was only a few inches away.

If she wanted to kill someone, she wouldn't stop because of such obstacles. As long as she thought about it, the spiritual power in her whole body would flow through her palms and fingers. Even mountains and rocks can be easily penetrated, let alone flesh and blood.

It's just that although Ouyang Mingzhu's personality has changed, she is no longer the former Miss Qianjin who is unconditionally gentle to everyone and takes a natural and innocent attitude to face the whole world, but she has not become distorted and extreme after all. Still kind.

In addition, other people's reactions were also extremely fast. After Liu Mengli accurately intercepted Ouyang Mingzhu, who was like a ghost, with string music, the others immediately reacted and responded quickly.

At this time, no one is stupid enough to just watch his companions fall into danger and let the enemy deal with him and others one by one.

"Humph!"

With a soft snort, the Ouyang daughter in their eyes did not stop, missed a hit, and immediately escaped into the darkness and moved to another location.

Lingbo takes small steps, and the socks are dusty, and often one step can move a distance of tens of feet.

She is indeed a rare talent for cultivating Taoism. Not long ago, Xia Ran figured out the principle of the magic technique of shrinking the ground with the help of the earth spirit bead, and combined with the technique of earth escape to create a low-profile abbreviated version of the body The method, she is already able to use it now.

However, this is also related to Ouyang Mingzhu's spiritual power attribute. Among the five spirits, she is a major in the earth spirit fairy art, and she has already mastered the earth escape art. With such a foundation, it is easy to understand the new one spell.

If you change to the wind department, you may not be able to get in for a year or two, which is also normal.

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Xuanji escaped, but her face turned even paler.

At that moment just now, it seemed that the flow of time suddenly slowed down, and she who was highly concentrated seemed to be able to see the slender fingertips approaching her forehead bit by bit.

Although she didn't have any substantive killing intent, Xuanji was still frightened, always feeling that if she hadn't been rescued by someone just now, she might be out of her wits.

Subconsciously, she looked gratefully at the celestial girl behind her.

Liu Mengli didn't see this scene, she was still supporting with the sound of the piano, even though she was standing still, the string sound wave could always attack Miss Ouyang's position as quickly as possible, restraining her.

(End of this chapter)