Chapter 540: Fighting with Senior Sister's Royal Weapon
Zhou Duan left first, and when he left, he left two Wuwang swords for Long Wenmu.
Wuwang Sword is a thing specially used to train the weapons. It is not a particularly precious thing. Many disciples have this thing.
On the bluestone, Long Wenmu sat in a daze. Zhou Biden suggested that he add a few more weapons. At first, he just tried the weapons because of the proposal of sealing the robbery, and he was not very interested in this. As a result, he seemed to be in
This road is getting further and further.
Long Wenmu didn't know whether Zhou Duo's proposal was valid. This kind of thing can only be known after trying it.
On the fifth day, Long Wenmu began to try many weapons.
He projected a Wuwang sword out, and the short sword flew nimblely in the sky. Long Wenmu took out the second hand, and his divine thoughts were divided into two, leading the second way out.
The second Wuwang sword chased the first one, and the two short swords chased each other, with a very close distance without colliding, and the streaming light dragged out intertwined with each other.
Long Wenmu thought it would be difficult to control two weapons at the same time, but he found that this practice was unexpectedly relaxed. Although the divine thoughts were divided into two and were somewhat burdened to the mind, they were still within the scope of their ability to bear it.
The traction weapon requires spiritual consciousness, and Long Wenmu's soul power is much higher than that of ordinary people. Not only did he swallowed many pills in the past, the third demon mark can also nourish the soul, and after the incident of burying the bones
, His soul power was unintentionally raised a little.
These conditions he possesses are not something that ordinary people can possess, so even Zhou Bi dares to say that he can beat him in terms of soul power alone.
Of course, the control weapon does not rely solely on the strength of soul power, but is also very important to master the soul power. Long Wenmu has the magic technique and has a foundation for mastering soul power. The control weapon is naturally much easier than imagined.
When he was in charge of the weapon, he always felt that he had no spare energy yet, and now he was just distributing this spare energy. It was much easier to control two short swords at the same time, and it seemed that it was not even as far as possible.
Two streams of lights flew for most of the day, and Long Wenmu gradually got used to this feeling. And after the divine thoughts were divided, he seemed to have opened his mind until the end of the fifth day, he controlled the weapon.
The distance can reach 1,500 feet.
On the sixth day, Long Wenmu increased the number of imperial weapons to three. The three sword lights were flying in different directions at the same time, and then flew towards each other, intersecting each other. Each sword light seemed to have a complete life,
It can make many flexible movements, almost the same as a living creature.
At first, he was a little uncomfortable with controlling three weapons at the same time, but by the end of the sixth day, Long Wenmu was already familiar with the three Wuwang swords as if they were using their fingers.
Early in the morning of the seventh day, Long Wenmu sat on the bluestone, holding a spiritual fruit picked from the fruit tree at the foot of the mountain in his mouth, and gently shook his fingers with his other hand.
Within two thousand feet of radius, three streamers shuttle back and forth, and the streamers collided from time to time, and chased each other from different angles. At first glance, it was like three peerless swordsmen chasing each other at high altitude, performing a wonderful show.
The confrontation.
"Your weapon is so powerful." A sudden burst of praise came from the direction of the foot of the mountain. It was a very nice female voice.
Long Wenmu was plucking his cheeks and biting the flesh. He turned around when he heard the sound. Looking at the foot of the mountain, a woman slowly walked towards him.
The woman was wearing light pink clothes, with a decade-old appearance, with long hair combed in a bun behind her head. She folded her hands in front of her lower abdomen, and her behavior was dignified and decent. She looked like a handsome and intelligent person.
Long Wenmu swallowed the things in his mouth, wiped the corners of his mouth and stood up.
"Senior Sister." The other party seemed to be a disciple of Chen Fenggu, and his cultivation was obviously higher than him, so he naturally had to be called Senior Sister.
The woman smiled gently and nodded: "You are Junior Brother Long who was rumored to be in the sect a few days ago. It is rumored that you are a person with both strength and luck. You have wanted to see you for a long time, but you have never been able to do it."
"Senior sister is too rewarded." Long Wenmu raised his hand and three Wuwang swords fell back into his hand.
The mountain where he is located is remote, and Zhou Duo has been here in the past few days. He didn't expect someone to come.
The woman stared at the three swords in his hand, showing a little surprise. She thrust her hair lightly: "My name is He Qinglan, and my junior brother will call me casually."
Long Wenmu hurriedly reported to his home.
He Qinglan walked near with lotus steps and looked at the three short swords in Long Wenmu's hand curiously: "Is your junior brother practicing the control weapon?"
"I have nothing to do when I am free, practice casually." Long Wenmu scratched his forehead, "Is there something wrong with Senior Sister He looking for me?"
"I'm fine, either." He Qinglan's red lips curled slightly, "I also walked around casually, and happened to meet my junior brother. When I came up to relax, there was no one on it."
Long Wenmu grinned awkwardly: "I was disturbing my senior sister."
"What are you talking about to disturb me? There is no name written in this place." He Qinglan said.
Seeing that He Qinglan is a very easy person to get along with, Long Wenmu took the initiative to be wary.
He Qinglan walked to the bluestone and looked into the distance from here. The view here is wide and the scenery is just right.
"It is difficult to control the Wuwang sword. When everyone uses it to control the weapon, they can know their shortcomings. Wuwang means to make people stop being arrogant." He Qinglan used her fingers to comb her hair.
"That's what this name means." Long Wenmu rubbed the three short swords in his hand.
"How long has it been since junior brother learned the imperial weapon?"
"It's only been a few days." Long Wenmu answered truthfully.
After looking at the scenery for a while, He Qinglan thought about it and said, "Since my junior brother is practicing the control equipment, it's boring to practice alone anyway. Why don't I try it with you?"
Long Wenmu remembered what happened when he was asking for advice from Zhou. Although he could also study it, if he could learn from others' strengths and weaknesses, he would gain more. Moreover, He Qinglan's cultivation level is already at the level of a top-grade Heavenly Demon Master, and she looks like
It looks good and pleasing to the eye. Long Wenmu didn't have any reason to refuse, so he agreed immediately.
He Qinglan withdrew for a while and raised her red lips: "The best way to practice the weapon is to compete with each other. Our disciples often use this method to temper themselves. For those who are a beginner in the weapon, you should have
There are many benefits. But I can say first that if you only talk about the weapons, I am among the top of our fellow brothers and sisters in the same period. If you lose later, don’t blame me.”
After practicing the control equipment for a few days, Long Wenmu didn't think he could beat the other party at first, so he raised his hand and said, "Sister Sister, you have to show more mercy later."
"Okay." He Qinglan smiled and stretched out her hand, and a stream of light flew towards Long Wenmu. She made a very fast move, and the flowing light was so fast that only the afterimage was left. In a blink of an eye, she was almost in front of Long Wenmu's eyes.
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Long Wenmu didn't dare to be careless, and the same weapon flew out, and the two collided with each other, making a crisp sound.
When the collision occurred, Long Wenmu had already seen the things the other party used, and it was also the Wuwang sword used to practice. Since He Qinglan proposed a competition, of course he would not take advantage of Long Wenmu. To be fair, they all used the same.
thing.
"You should be more than just a weapon, don't show mercy, use any means." He Qinglan's tone seemed to be sure to win.
She practiced the weapon for a long time longer than Long Wenmu, so of course she didn't think she would lose to a rookie.
Long Wenmu took it seriously and was full of fighting spirit. The remaining two short swords shot out at the same time. When he took action, another stream of light appeared from He Qinglan. It seemed that He Qinglan could also control more weapons at the same time.
road.
There were two He Qinglan, three Long Wenmu, and five flowing lights flew quickly within a radius of thousands of feet, with the dense sound of clinking attacks like drum beats.
During the battle, Long Wenmu actually realized that He Qinglan's powerful weapon was powerful. She could withstand her three attacks with only two weapons. This control power can be imagined.
On the other hand, sweat beads seeped out from He Qinglan's temples. She looked calm on the surface and had elegant light dances with wide sleeves, but in fact, she was under a huge pressure.
She proposed the competition to give Long Wenmu some advice as a senior sister. It is reasonable for her to be a top-grade Heavenly Demon Master to be a ground demon master. But this confidence disappeared after the fight.
Long Wenmu's weapon is not only fast, but also very powerful, not like a beginner. And there are more than hers. She has used a lot of strength to keep up.
I thought to myself, where did this little guy get such strength? His cultivation is so low, he has only learned the weapon for a while, so why can he achieve this level? He Qinglan wants to cry. If he is embarrassed in front of a junior, then
I'm afraid I'll have no shame to see anyone in the future.
Wuwang Sword confronts in the sky, and can collide dozens of times in every breath. Long Wenmu controls and deepens his insights. Compared to practicing alone, he really improves faster when fighting with people. As the confrontation continues, he slows down.
I have some new insights.
The power of his attack became stronger and stronger, and the harder it was for He Qinglan to find.
In fact, He Qinglan wanted to stop several times in the middle of the road, and wanted to ask Long Wenmu if he was lying to himself. He didn't look like someone who had only been studying for a few days.
The attack is powerful, the angle is tricky, and the ability to distract from manipulating the three paths. What kind of talent is this?
The confrontation lasted for a full hour. At one moment, He Qinglan's two weapons shot straight, and Long Wenmu's two weapons crashed into each other's attack at the same time. The third stream of light penetrated straight from the middle.
When he came out, he rode out of the dust and penetrated the opponent's defense.
He Qinglan exclaimed, and a short sword quietly hangs before her fair neck. Just one inch forward to cut her throat.
He Qinglan's face turned pale and she dared not move around until Long Wenmu took back all three imperial weapons.
"Thank you for your mercy, senior sister." Long Wenmu said with his fists. Looking up, He Qinglan's red lips were slightly raised, and her eyes seemed to be about to eat people.
This... what did Long Wenmu understand from that expression.
"My subordinates show mercy. Junior Brother Long doesn't know how to cherish Xiang and Lian Yu. Why don't I teach you a lesson well, my senior sister will be useless. Let's come again!"
The stream of light rose again, Long Wenmu had to continue to take action, and the confrontation of the imperial weapon began again...
Half an hour later, Long Wenmu's three short swords were placed on He Qinglan's neck, while He Qinglan's two swords fell aside, shaking gently, but they could not fly.
He Qinglan's cheeks were bulging and her face turned red.
Damn, why is it so hateful? He was not so powerful just now, why did he become a complete transformation for the second time, and progress so quickly, is there any reason for it?
Not convinced, he began the third confrontation.
Every time Long Wenmu fought, he had different insights. The dry sponge absorbed experience like water, and his mastery of the control device was strengthened every moment.
I have to say that practical combat is always the easiest way to grow.
The third confrontation was even more flexible this time. After a stick of incense, Long Wenmu's weapon defeated He Qinglan's weapon. A short sword drove straight in, stopped on He Qinglan's head, at the end of the hilt of the sword.
He knocked on her forehead with a bang.
He Qinglan covered her forehead, feeling aggrieved, and there were two crystal tears in her eyes rolling unscrupulously...
Long Wenmu was so helpless, why did this scene seem to be bullying her?
"Junior brother is so awesome..." He Qinglan didn't start, not letting people see his face. She took back Wuwang sword, held it in her arms, and sniffed, "Senior sister is in a bad state today, uh...I'm still here today
Some things are quite busy. If you have something to do, you can't calm down and deal with it. Then I'll come to you tomorrow."
After saying that, she walked down the mountain without looking back, accidentally tripped by a stone and almost fell into trouble. She could feel her embarrassment from behind. She quickly soared into the air and flew away like a runaway.
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The other party had disappeared from the horizon, and Long Wenmu stood on the top of the mountain, with a strange expression blowing the cool breeze. After enduring for a long time, he couldn't help but laughed out loud.