Ye Qingqiu's fingers unconsciously rubbed the palm of his hand. Looking at the magnificent sword in Shi Yingxue's hand, he felt a little confused.
"Of course it's okay." Shi Yingxue didn't know the reason for the look on her master's face. She just lowered her head and looked at her sword. She didn't feel that her sword was any different from other people's swords, and then the palm of her hand
A layer of spiritual energy gathered in it, and he gently put the sword on the hilt, and then pulled the entire sword out of the scabbard.
Yuan Qian's eyes were full of interest, but Yuan Ruo's eyes were much more complicated. Shi Yingxue didn't quite understand what the meaningful expectation in her eyes meant, but soon her mind was no longer on Yuan Ruo's.
On the body.
Yi Rushuang is her first sword in the true sense. It was completely obtained through her own tempering. From the ordinary spine appearance at the beginning to the heart-wrenching one now, it is all completely obtained by her own tempering.
Everything she has comes from her.
This is her sword.
Shi Yingxue felt that the hilt of the sword was touching her palm, and Shi Yingxue felt particularly calm in her heart.
The sword light suddenly broke.
A little light of pale color leaked from the joint between the scabbard and the sword body. It was slightly white, not very dazzling, but it forced people to look sideways. This sword might be too long for the young Shi Yingxue.
But it was just right for Shi Yingxue, who was already much taller than her peers.
When the sword is pulled out, you can vaguely see the light flowing on the sword. The few light rays flowing on the translucent light blue sword are the traces of water aura.
When Shi Yingxue pulled out the sword, Yuan Ruo's sword that had not been put away actually let out a mournful sound.
There was something wrong with Yuan Qian's expression. A flash of inspiration flashed in her hand, and her own twilight shone in her palm, which also trembled slightly.
Ye Qingqiu's expression became even more unpredictable.
Yuan Ruo's sword "Feng Ming" and Yuan Qian's sword "Wei Ming" were both made by one of his juniors.
That swordsmith is already regarded as a well-known swordsmith in the mainland. The birth of the sacred weapon is already rare. The sacred weapon is now the most prestigious weapon. And the two sacred weapons are both in Shi Yingxue.
The meaning of "Rushuang" trembled slightly when it was unsheathed, and even wailed.
Shi Yingxue glanced at her sword, and then looked back to see that Fengming, who could not hold it in Yuan Ruo's hand, had turned into a bit of spiritual energy and got into Yuan Ruo's storage bracelet.
Yuan Qian's twilight was okay, and after shaking for a long time, he calmed down, as if he could coexist harmoniously with Shi Yingxue's Yi Rushuang, and just lay quietly in Yuan Qian's palm.
Ye Qingqiu took Yi Rushuang from Shi Yingxue's hand, not daring to hold the hilt of the sword casually, so he held the sword against the light and looked at the dark light flowing in the sword.
Shi Yingxue didn't understand why the two senior sisters' swords reacted like this, but Ye Qingqiu somewhat understood.
This sword scares even him, let alone two divine weapons?
Yuan Qian's twilight was a weapon of wood spiritual energy, and it did not conflict with Shi Yingxue's Yi Rushuang spiritual energy, but it only made him feel scared;
Yuan Ruo's Feng Ming was the mist of fire spirit energy. When it collided with Shi Yingxue's Yi Rushuang, he couldn't sustain himself and returned directly to the storage bracelet. But Yuan Ruo's sword, based on the strength of the sword itself,
It is better than twilight.
The reason why it is called Feng Ming is because a drop of Phoenix blood is added during the sword refining process.
Phoenix blood fire is a scorching heat and is one of the best fire weapon materials.
But such a sword is still afraid of Shi Yingxue's will.
Ye Qingqiu was a little confused. He wanted to ask Shi Yingxue what he wanted to say goodbye. He looked down at Shi Yingxue who was kneeling in front of him with a respectful expression. Suddenly he felt that he was short of words. He just remembered that senior, Jiang Shan.
There are some things that talented people do not understand, and there is no need to force themselves to understand.
It is incredible that a sword with no grade can force two divine weapons to bow their heads.
However, Ye Qingqiu was not ready to think about it anymore, and just warned: "Axue, this sword of yours is probably extraordinary. It is best not to use the sword in your spare time, so as not to attract the attention of some interested people."
He handed Yi Rushuang back to Shi Yingxue's hand.
Shi Yingxue returned to the sword and sheathed it, and the twilight aura dared to slowly flow out. When Yi Rushuang took it out of the sheath, the twilight aura was not felt at all, and it was almost pitiful. Now its aura flows out again,
There was also a sense of sluggishness, which was completely different from the momentum that Yi Rushuang had just occupied almost everyone's mind.
Yuan Qian silently put away his poor twilight.
Hearing what Ye Qingqiu said, Shi Yingxue pursed her lips and smiled: "Master, don't worry, Yi Rushuang is only useful in my hand. Even if others snatch it away, I can't even hold the hilt of the sword, not to mention that I have already
I tried it, and the meaning is like frost, which is close to me. No matter where it is, it follows my heart. As soon as my thoughts move, it will return to my Dantian. If it is too far away, it will lose all its aura, a little bit.
It’s of no use to children.”
As soon as these words came out, no one spoke again.
The characteristics of this sword exceeded almost all of Ye Qingqiu's perceptions.
The unknown always makes people want to take action, but Ye Qingqiu felt that it was best for him not to get involved in this matter.
"Junior sister, can you give me a try?" Yuan Ruo said suddenly.
Shi Yingxue turned her head to look at her. Seeing the longing flowing in her big eyes, she couldn't help but smile and said, "Be careful, don't hurt your hand."
Yuan Ruo thanked her repeatedly, but Shi Yingxue knew that no one else could pull out Yi Rushuang, so she took out the sword and carefully handed it to Yuan Ruo's hand.
Yuan Ruo did not hold it with his hands, but used his spiritual energy to suddenly move the sword. His fingers were like butterflies piercing flowers, and he held it in the air and performed a set of sword techniques.
This swordsmanship can be seen like a dragon swimming out of the water, with a heroic appearance, and coupled with the flowing light like frost, it looks even more out of the dust.
Shi Yingxue had never seen Yun Langdao's sword skills, and her mind was completely occupied by the sword skills. She silently watched Yi Rushuang swinging in the air according to Yuan Ruo's will. This was wonderful, avoiding the effort of holding the sword hilt.
, and can also wield the sword.
Just when Shi Yingxue was about to open her mouth to cheer Yuan Ruo, the sword suddenly stopped moving. Yuan Ruo gave a short exclamation, and several streams of blood burst out from his ten fingers, and he could no longer wield Yi Rushuang.
With their fingers connected to their hearts, such pain was unbearable. Yuan Ruo was a delicate little girl. Seeing her own blood flying out, her face immediately turned pale and tears welled up in her eyes.
"Aruo!"
"Senior Sister Ruo!"
This incident shocked several others. Shi Yingxue didn't bother to pick up Yi Rushuang, she just put the scabbard aside and immediately grabbed Yuan Ruo's hand in her own.