Zhang Shengli is now addicted to refining weapons.
At the beginning, after collecting a certain amount of meteorites, you will return to the fairy garden.
When we got to the back, we didn’t even go back to the fairy garden.
Just sit cross-legged in the void and condense the meteorite.
He forged one long sword after another. In two days, he made eighty long swords.
After calculating the time, I had to return to the fairy garden.
After two days, the excitement of the entire Yuelong Villa exceeded Zhang Shengli's imagination.
All schools, big and small, across the country have come here.
Elementary school, middle school, high school, university, almost all competitions are held together.
Yuelongshan School alone cannot arrange it.
Therefore, whether it is the town or the county, they collectively take action to help with resettlement.
This is a big event. The annual martial arts competition may not have been taken seriously before.
But in the past two years, it has almost become the biggest event every year.
It can be said that wherever it is held, that place will attract much attention, which will boost the economy of the entire place in disguise.
This is why Liu Caifeng asked people from Dahuang to come over to help.
Because she had already anticipated this situation before it even started.
This is their home court. If they lose the battle on their own doorstep, it will be a disgrace on their doorstep.
As soon as Zhang Shengli returned to Xianyuan, he was shocked by the situation in the village.
Even when Yuelong Villa opened to tourism, there were not so many people.
"So lively?"
Zhang Shengli was startled, and his spiritual thoughts moved over involuntarily.
However, as soon as his spiritual thoughts unfolded, his brows wrinkled.
"So many masters!"
Those who can be called masters by him are at least strong ones in the God Refining Realm.
But just now, he discovered dozens of figures, each of whom had the cultivation level of the God Refining Realm.
Let alone the earth, even in a small world, there are not so many realms of refining gods.
Where did these experts come from?
Zhang Shengli can think of everything with his butt.
People from the hidden sect!
Are you going to take action so soon?
The aliens haven't retreated yet, are they unable to sit still?
"Hmph, I want to see what tricks you can come up with."
Whoosh!
Eighty identical long swords appeared in front of him instantly, forming a sword formation.
Zhang Shengli just arrived on the top floor, sat cross-legged, controlled the eighty long swords, and flew to various locations in Yuelong Villa.
For those guys?
Of course not.
He doesn't have that leisurely mind yet. To him, these realms of refining gods are like an ant in his eyes and are not to be feared at all.
What he has to do is just practice, control eighty long swords at the same time, and still be able to wield them like an arm.
His practice was so incredible that everyone in Yuelong Villa went crazy.
While they were walking around, a long sword suddenly appeared in front of them. That feeling...
"Whose sword?"
"What's going on?"
The group of people were all dumbfounded and didn't know what happened for a while.
Looking at the sword standing above their heads, they were like: "Who am I? Where am I? What am I doing?"
Before the group of people could react, the sword flew away with a whoosh.
Bang!
It seemed that he had lost his center of gravity, and just hit the stone wall on the side, and then fell to the ground.
The same situation is happening in every corner of Yuelong Villa.
Some people also saw a long sword falling and were ready to pick it up and run away while no one was paying attention.
Unexpectedly, the moment he touched the long sword, it seemed to have eyes and flew away with a whoosh.
The chaos of demons can sometimes make people laugh or cry.
Mr. Liu, who was sitting in the mountain temple, looked up at the sword in front of him and smiled bitterly.
"You kid, what kind of trouble are you going to make?"
"Don't interrupt, we're practicing swordplay!" Zhang Shengli's voice rang in Master Liu's ears.
"Do you have this method for practicing swordsmanship?"
Snap!
Liu Ye flicked it lightly and hit the long sword directly.
Then, the long sword fell to the ground like a kite with its string broken.
"I'm telling you, you old guy, I control eighty swords by myself right now, please don't cause trouble, okay?"
Master Liu was slightly startled when he heard this.
"How many?"
"eighty!"
Hearing this, Mr. Liu hurriedly ran out of the mountain temple and looked up to the sky.
Good guy, this is not practicing swordsmanship, this is simply a dance of demons.
For normal people, let alone practicing eighty, it would be a little difficult for both handles.
You know, to control two long swords at the same time, you have to do two things at once.
But Zhang Shengli is good. He can control eighty at the same time, but he can't do it well.
"Be careful if something happens. There are a lot of people in the village now. If anything happens, just cry."
"Don't worry, I know it in my heart. It's only eighty. I can just practice it for a while and it will be fine."
Master Liu seemed to remember something: "Where did you get so many swords?"
"My running away for two days was not in vain."
After saying that, the long sword soared into the air.
Then it flew out of the mountain temple with a whoosh.
Within the ancestral land.
It was directly divided into three camps.
On the left, a group of women are practicing sword practice in a decent manner, while on the right, a group of big men are holding long swords and chatting there.
In the middle, Su Chengzhou was bored and fumbling around with the large machine.
At this moment, a long sword flew in front of them.
Then it staggered and fell to the ground.
"Hey, whose sword is this? It's so handsome!"
Zhang Xinqiang has a very strong sense of swords, and he fell in love with this long sword at a glance.
It was simply several times more powerful than the long sword in his hand.
"This looks familiar."
Zhang Xinyi also ran over at this moment, frowned as he looked at the long sword that moved on the ground a few times.
"I seem to have seen it somewhere."
Then, the long sword trembled a few times, then stood up unsteadily.
"Oh, this must be a victory. I remembered, this guy just made this one two days ago."
Zhang Xinyi naturally didn't notice it, but the style was so similar that he couldn't recognize it, which was normal.
Whoosh, the sword flew out of the ancestral land without even saying hello.
no way.
Zhang Shengli controlled so many long swords at the same time, which was okay for a short time, but it became really difficult for a long time.
If you can use your spiritual energy to chat with these people, you won't need to train like this.
At this time, there was already a trace of sweat on his forehead.
He controlled a long sword to fly back to him.
As the long swords were withdrawn, Zhang Shengli encountered a strange scene.
Outside the school, a figure was holding a long sword, struggling, trying to keep the long sword as his own.
The long sword flew up, hanging in the air along with the opponent's entire body.
Tumbling and beating in the air, that person is determined enough and will not let go until life or death.
With all the long swords retracted, Zhang Shengli now only needs to control this one.
So he got playful and started playing with the other person.
This strange scene instantly attracted the attention of countless people.
In just a quarter of an hour, the surrounding area was already crowded with people, and even the road was blocked.