The wooden sword flew through the air with a whoosh and plunged into the vine's body.

Mu Sansan in the distance felt a stinging pain, as if something had entered his body.

"Go away!"

The vines waved desperately, trying to throw out the foreign objects that had entered the body. But the wooden sword was like a tarsal maggot, constantly swimming along its body. Wherever it passed, the vines began to wither quickly.

Su Enyang stared blankly at the scene in front of him. Is this the effect of Yun Qimeng's pill? Oh my god, such a vicious woman!

An hour? I don’t think it will take an hour. The entire Gangfeng Castle will be occupied by these vines!

"Yun Qimeng, come out here! Clean up your mess!"

Yun Qimeng poked her head out of the crack in the door with an impatient look.

"Sorry, I'm taking a bath!"

Take a bath! You should also choose a good time to take a bath! Su Enyang is speechless, my boundary-breaking Gangzhu! My sky-sighting compass! We can’t let this vine destroy Gangfeng Castle!

"My son Wuji! Come over and do your father a favor!"

Su Enyang had no choice but to call his son. There was no other way, he was not strong enough, so his son came to join him!

"What's wrong? Dad Xiang!"

Zidian Wuji poked his head out of the room.

"Can't you see? The vines have grown in! Go weed outside!"

Su Enyang said angrily.

Zidian Wuji looked at the claw-like vines, stepped out of the room, and walked out of the room.

Seeing Zidian Wuji coming out, Su Enyang breathed a sigh of relief. His son is still reliable!

As a result, Zidian Wuji walked directly in front of the little lion and kicked him awake. Facing the little lion's confused eyes, Zidian Wuji pointed outside and said one word neatly.

"eat!"

The little lion looked at the green vines and found it hard to swallow. But the lion was under the eaves and had to lower his head!

"Roar!"

After roaring at the vine, the little lion bit down on the vine, and then his face twisted together. It tasted so bad! The little lion was very resistant in his heart and swallowed the bitter taste into his stomach.

Su Enyang began to recall the wooden sword. This thing is a magic weapon and cannot be thrown away!

"Lucky Yu Nian, come back!"

The wooden sword sent back the idea of ​​extreme resistance, but due to Su Enyang's insistence, he could only return reluctantly.

Su Enyang controlled the wooden sword to circle around him awkwardly. The wooden sword that flew back had become shiny, as if it had been coated with wax.

The little lion over there was eating the vines one bite at a time, which made the vines go completely crazy. Countless vines were waving wildly, trying to drive the little lion away.

The little lion relied on its own agility to constantly avoid the attacks of the vines, and would bite twice from time to time.

The intensive blows from the vines finally worked, and a vine hit the little lion hard on the buttocks. The little lion burst into tears in pain and was stunned for a moment.

But then several vines hit him. The little lion was completely angry. He opened his mouth wide and the vines rushed into his mouth involuntarily. The little lion's belly was like a bottomless pit, constantly accommodating everything from the outside.

Su Enyang looked at this scene and felt that swallowing the Chinese lion secretly must have something to do with the way of space. It would be great if space magic weapons could also have such a large storage space, so he wouldn't have to carry so many universe bags!

The vine sensed the crisis, and the strong man cut off his wrist decisively, abandoning a large piece of vine. The little lion swallowed it all and burped.

Zidian Wuji scratched his head and looked at Su Enyang.

"Dad Xiang, is it okay?"

Su Enyang rolled his eyes.

"You can be a der, if you want to eat, just eat it clean!"

"All right."

Zidian Wuji obediently took the little lion to chase the vines.

Su Enyang looked at Youyou looking at their backs, and sincerely hoped that the little lion could develop his skills by eating! As for eating too much? It doesn't matter, what can't the lion swallowing secretly digest and absorb?!

Reaching out to take the wooden sword, Su Enyang carefully observed the changes that had taken place. In addition to the fact that the whole thing seemed to have been waxed and polished, it also became more vibrant. The wooden sword looked like a dry plant before, but now, is it experiencing rain after a long drought?

Su Enyang began to control the wooden sword to make various movements according to the sword-driving skills. He had two ultimate goals, one was to fly with the sword, and the other was to kill the enemy thousands of miles away.

Just thinking about it, it’s so cool and domineering, Su Enyang can’t wait to become the fantasy swordsman in his previous life!

He opens his mouth to exhale every day, or sticks out his butt and farts. This kind of fighting posture is not handsome at all! Su Enyang has a lot of resentment towards Wan Qisheng. He only relies on his impeccable face to withstand those mocking eyes!

Yes, I have a flawless face. Otherwise, how could I, a person with such a thin skin, still survive in this world after doing what I did in public!

Su Enyang deeply believed this, learned from the experience, focused on sword control, and hoped to transform into a top swordsman.

But just as he controlled the wooden sword to complete a difficult close-flying action, the wooden sword made a pop sound and pierced his double-layered golden armor talisman.

This made Su Enyang's heart beat a beat slower. Good guy, the damage done by the wooden sword is also considerable now! With two layers of golden armor talismans, basically the Sun Immortal's defense can be broken through.

Su Enyang resisted the urge to do experiments on himself. It would be bad if he accidentally stabbed himself through. After thinking about it, he decided to meet an immortal with whom he had no relationship and test the true power of the wooden sword again.

Bar!

If that doesn't work, don't we still have Zidian Wuji and Yun Qimeng? They should be happy to help me test weapons, they are both very good people!

With trust in the two of them, Su Enyang walked out of the yard and was about to try flying with his sword. He hovered the wooden sword in the air, thirty centimeters above the ground, jumped on it and stepped on it.

The wooden sword sank first, almost touching the ground. Under Su Enyang's urging, it rose again. Su Enyang was so happy that he immediately controlled the wooden sword to take off.

"Lucky Yu Nian, let's go!"

The wooden sword swung through the air and flew away. Su Enyang was left lying on the ground, messy in the wind. At this moment, there was only one big question mark in his mind, the law of inertia?! How did those sword immortals overcome this eternal problem?

Damn it, where is my flying sword?! Su Enyang realized that the wooden sword had long disappeared. After losing Su Enyang's urging, the wooden sword could not continue to fly, and it should have landed nearby.

"Oh, my son is not here. I'd better go find him myself!"

Su Enyang did not identify the master with the magic weapon, so he had to go and look for it himself.

There are several different ways to recognize the master of a divine weapon. Common ones include dripping blood to identify the master and stamping one's own divine consciousness on it. There are also several uncommon ones.

However, there are risks involved in identifying the master by dripping blood and imprinting the divine consciousness. Unless it is a newly formed or made magic weapon, the master can be successfully recognized without any difficulty.

After they grow up, many of them have their own spiritual will. Recognition is no longer one-way, but becomes two-way. If they don't agree, you either have to work hard day and night, or you can force them to

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