Godly Dragon Guard

"This sword was successfully refined for my brother not long ago. To refine this flying sword, I studied a lot of ancient books on refining tools for my brother. When this sword was formed, it also inspired the signs of heaven, which may be provided by the righteous brother. The material of the artifact fragments is so good that the grade of the refined flying sword should surpass the category of pseudo-immortal artifacts and reach the level of true immortal artifacts."

Xuan Ying explained while suppressing the fierceness of the flying sword by the light of the Buddha.

Shen Lang said with a solemn expression: "This sword is extremely powerful, I am afraid that it will not be more effective than the Ice Soul Suxin Sword of the Xueye Sovereign of the Tianxue Palace! How embarrassed to accept such a precious thing, my brother."

Xuan Ying shook his head and said: "The sword is a gift to the hero. This sword is in the hands of the righteous brother, and it can be more useful! What's more, Brother Wei promised you to help you refine the flying sword. I'm really embarrassed for making a handle, and I ask you to accept this flying sword."

"This……"

Shen Lang was silent for a long time, and finally answered, "Okay!"

Xuan Ying has worked so hard to refine the flying sword for herself, if she does not accept it, it will undoubtedly hurt her elder brother's heart. Shen Lang no longer pretended to be affectionate, and took the sword box that Xuan Ying held in both hands.

"Ding Ding Ding!"

At the moment when Shen Lang took the sword case, the silver flying sword in the sword case roared and trembled, and a large white light sword glow emerged from the surface of the sword body. A violent spiritual pressure storm swept across the entire Sanbao Temple hall, exuding a strong sharpness. gas.

This silver flying sword has a very high level of psychic power. It seems that he felt that Xuan Ying would gift himself to Shen Lang, and he immediately expressed extreme dissatisfaction, as if resisting.

"Brother righteous, this sword is of good rank and powerful. You must do your best to suppress the fierceness of this sword in order to let it recognize the master." Xuan Ying reminded.

As soon as the voice fell, there was a crisp "ding", and the silver flying sword bounced from the sword box, and the sword body flew a few times in the air. The surface burst with dazzling silver light, and a large amount of silver-white sword light was like tide water. Generally attacked in all directions.

Seeing that he was abandoned by the mysterious shadow, the silver flying sword was extremely angry and seemed to vent his dissatisfaction.

The light sword behind Shen Lang was a little frightened and did not dare to come out.

"Amitabha."

The mysterious shadow cast a large amount of Buddha's light, covering the entire hall, preventing some of the furnishings in the hall from being damaged by the sword light released by the silver flying sword.

"Boom boom boom!"

This silver flying sword was about to have autonomous consciousness, and the attack released by itself was not weaker than the attack of the late Mahayana monk. Shen Lang was dumbfounded.

"Brother, let me come!"

A sharp glow flashed in Shen Lang's eyes, his fingertips pointed forward, and endless white light sword shadows rushed out from his body, wrapping up the unruly silver flying sword with lightning speed.

The silver flying sword was trapped by the white light of the sword shadow, and the surface of the sword body constantly groaned and trembled, which seemed a little alarmed.

Shen Lang's sword domain, carrying a very strong awe-inspiring aura, suddenly made the silver flying sword's ferocious and hostile aura weaker than half.

The silver flying sword was gradually suppressed by this awe-inspiring breath, and the sword body trembled lightly, making a whine sound.

Shen Lang waved his hand to release the shackles of the white light sword shadow, grabbed the hilt of the silver flying sword with one hand, cut his fingertips, blood stained the blade of the silver flying sword.

"Buzz!"

The silver flying sword in his hand began to tremble violently, and it seemed that he was still a little unwilling, not wanting to be subdued so easily, the sword body was restless, and the silver sword light gushed out, trying to attack Shen Lang again.

"Oh, give me surrender!"

Shen Lang shouted violently, a large white sword shadow gushing out from behind, the dense white sword shadows collided in the space, resisting all the attacks released by the silver flying sword, and the extremely strong awe-inspiring aura forced the silver flying sword. The ferocity was completely suppressed.

"Ding Ding Ding!"

After the silver flying sword groaned softly for a few times, it became more honest and stopped attacking Shen Lang. The blood on the surface of the blade was quickly absorbed.

The next moment, the silver flying sword turned into a silver light and flew into Shen Lang's body.

"Boom!"

Shen Lang's body burst into silver light, the flying sword merged with his body, and Shen Lang successfully made the silver flying sword recognize the master.

at this time.

With a muffled sound of "bang", a hot purple light suddenly appeared from Shen Lang's heart, blasting out the silver flying sword.

The silver flying sword was so frightened that it fell directly to the ground. The sword body trembled sharply, and felt intense fear! The jealousy before the silver flying sword and the disappearance of arrogance without a trace, as if seeing something shocking.

"Brother, what's going on?"

Seeing this, Xuanying was greatly puzzled.

The silver flying sword has a lonely and lonely personality. How could he suddenly be so timid as a mouse after he recognized the master?

"The eldest brother is relieved, the younger brother has a special physique, and it is not suitable for the attacking fairy to stay in the body."

Shen Lang explained.

Sleeping in his body was the spirit of the purple flame snake-tooth fire-pointed spear, and the silver flying sword seemed to have noticed the existence of this big man, and was so scared that he didn't dare to enter Shen Lang's body again, exactly the same as the previous encounter with the lightsaber.

The light sword behind Shen Lang shook slightly, looking a little gloating.

"That's it."

Xuan Ying only nodded slightly without asking more.

Shen Lang picked up the silver flying sword that was still moaning and trembling on the ground. After the flying sword was stunned by the purple flame snake tooth fire-pointed spear spirit in Shen Lang's body, it was docile like a little cat, and it was very safe to do so. Shen Lang played.

"Sure enough, it is a good sword! Thank you elder brother for giving the treasure."

Shen Lang solemnly hugged his fist towards Xuanying.

Xuan Ying smiled lightly and said: "As long as the righteous brother likes it, it is not a waste of toss for the brother. This sword is nameless, and the righteous brother can name it himself."

Shen Lang held the silver flying sword in his hand, thinking for a moment, and said: "Since it is a gift from the eldest brother, it's called the'White Shadow' sword."

"Shaohua has a white head, and a lone shadow stays forever. Baiying... a good name."

Xuan Ying smiled lightly.

These eight characters can represent his life. Xuan Ying's life is only the shadow of others.

Although Shen Lang got the White Shadow Sword, he felt very heavy. He felt very sad when he thought that Xuan Ying was about to leave him.

"Brother Xuanying, Senior Xuan Xiao asked me to tell you some things in detail. Your memory may not be complete. I'd better tell you about some specific conditions of Senior Xuan Xiao."

Shen Lang told Xuan Ying all the news he had heard from Xuan Xiao.

After listening to Shen Lang's brief account of Xuan Xiao's experience, Xuan Ying folded her hands and said with emotion: "So, my deity can be regarded as a great hero! Although Xuan Xiao and Taiyi have different morals, they don't. Don’t irritate the innocent and keep your promises. Such a profound sense of righteousness is truly respectable."

Shen Lang also felt that Xuan Xiao was straightforward and not a villain.

"Brother righteous, if you meet Xuan Xiao again and tell him clearly, it doesn't take long, I will look for him." Xuan Ying exhorted.

Shen Lang took a deep breath and nodded: "Okay."

The two chatted for several hours before Shen Lang left Sanbao Temple.