Chapter five hundred and fiftieth second practice knife
"when!"
The tip of the spear hit the palm of his hand, and sparks as big as a bowl came out. A strange wind blew in the black mist, and the sparks rushed towards Junior Brother Qiao's face.
Junior Brother Qiao didn't blink, he shook the gun barrel lightly, and the bell rang loudly, shattering the sparks.
He sighed and put away his gun, knowing that he was exhausted this round and could not kill the Vajra Ghosts on the opposite side.
Looking at the ghost hand again, a large white spot appeared where the spear tip hit. The ghost writings squirmed around it, covering the white spot in the blink of an eye.
"It's a pity that I don't have enough attainments."
Junior Brother Qiao sighed lightly, the direction of the Vajra Ghost Clan's ghost writing training is to specialize in defense and practice to become Vajra Immortal.
However, offense and defense are always the eternal themes of loving and killing each other.
The disciples of Qibingtai are originally from Yunzhong Dao Palace, a group of people who are best at attacking.
Junior Brother Qiao could clearly see that if he could penetrate the opponent's ghost writing system, he could break through the ghost's vajra body and kill it.
However, the vision is there, but the means are not there.
Junior Brother Qiao looked around again and saw that the ground was full of messes. In the fierce fight just now, more than ten of his companions had been killed, all killed by the Vajra Ghost Clan.
"Hoo ho!"
He took a deep breath and wanted to fight again, but he heard a loud voice behind him, "Catch it."
Junior Brother Qiao turned around and caught a magic sword that was flying towards the ground in an arc and was about to fall to the ground.
A good knife. As soon as he put it into his hand, the touch told him that this sword was definitely extraordinary.
The key is, he doesn't know how to use a knife!
The companion who brought the knife said loudly, "Master Jian asked me to bring it here."
Master Jian! Isn’t he an alchemist?
Junior Brother Qiao was surprised when the black mist instantly boiled and launched a new round of attacks.
It turned out that Junior Brother Qiao had a spear in one hand and a sword in the other and was unable to move easily. The opponent saw the opportunity and took the opportunity to attack.
Whoosh!
Seven or eight ghost hands in the smoke spread out to cover the sky and the sun, pulling at various places around Junior Brother Qiao, trying to tear him into pieces.
It was too late for Junior Brother Qiao to abandon his sword before he used his hands to wield his sword and spear, blocking the attack of the dense forest of ghost hands.
The threaded spear had already been figured out by the opponent, and three or four big hands locked it tightly, trying to snatch it from him.
but……
"ah!"
An exclamation came from the smoke, filled with surprise and fear.
Junior Brother Qiao looked at the blade and cut into the flesh of a ghost hand. The cut was extremely smooth. Then he cut off the metacarpal bone and cut off four fingers. They fell to the ground and jumped around.
What a knife!
Junior Brother Qiao threw away the threaded spear that he regarded as life, held the magic sword with both hands, and was shocked when he realized the rune system inside.
The runes inside the magic sword and the main system of the structure are specifically designed to defend against the ghost runes of the vajra ghosts in front of them. It can be said to be a restraint against natural enemies.
"This is the weapon refining method of my Sanqing lineage."
Junior Brother Qiao input the magic power and felt it was incomparable, and he was greatly surprised.
Master Jian is actually a member of my Sanqing family, and he can also make weapons?
After Junior Brother Qiao was surprised, he forced himself to use his unskilled sword technique, thinking that if Brother Dao were to do it again, he wouldn't have to work so hard.
Next, things will be much easier to handle.
Junior Brother Qiao holds the magic sword and easily breaks through the defensive ghost characters of the Vajra Ghost Clan. Wherever the blade passes, the ghost characters collapse and white spots cover the whole body. This is a sign that the defense is broken and they are about to be slaughtered.
Swish, brush, brush!
Junior Brother Qiao made three rounds of sharpening in one breath, and the ground was covered with ghost hand stumps like raindrops.
The black smoke was in pieces, and the cracks created by the magic sword could not be healed for a long time. The Vajra ghost clan hiding inside gradually could no longer hold on.
"Hit." Junior Brother Qiao raised his sword over his head and slashed it down.
The blade of the blade broke through the air and resonated with the bell-ringing technique in the body, and a melodious bell sound was heard.
Until the magic sword cut into the ground, the bell slowly turned low, the smoke on the opposite side split into two halves, the limbs of the Vajra Ghost Clan were broken inch by inch, and they were finally destroyed.
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Won."
The surrounding Qi Bing Tai disciples, who had narrowly escaped death, gathered around Junior Brother Qiao and cheered.
"Don't be stunned, give this sword to Brother Dao quickly."
Junior Brother Qiao has personally experienced that this magic sword is unparalleled in sharpness. Anyone who holds this sword will have an additional three points of strength.
Without this sword, it would not be the Vajra Ghost Clan who would die now, but him.
Looking at Dao Gaishi and Maigui again, the two were fighting each other and gradually approaching the station.
"put."
Swords, guns, hammers, magnified a hundred times, fell in front of the station, intertwining into a defensive layer surrounded by iron thorns.
The disciples of Qibingtai knew that if the Mai ghosts were allowed to break into the station, the damage caused would be a hundred times greater than the previous Vajra ghosts, and they would all be killed or injured in an instant.
"That's right, keep your position and don't show up."
The sound of the sword was heard from afar, and the next moment it turned into a roar, "If you dare to slap my ribs, you are seeking death."
"Brother Dao, knife, knife, knife..."
Master Qiao was holding a magic sword, but the battle was fierce and he couldn't send it out for a long time. He kept shouting anxiously.
Dao Gaishi heard "Dao, Dao, Dao" coming from a distance in the wind. He thought it was calling him, and thought to himself, why is Xiao Qiao stuttering? No way!
He shook his wrist, twisted his long knife, and dug into the sackcloth ghost's heart. This move was extremely vicious.
Seeing that Mai Gui couldn't get out of the way, he dispersed into air currents on the spot and escaped the killing.
"Slippery as a loach!"
Dao Gaishi thought, but saw Junior Brother Qiao struggling to throw a white light, and the target turned out to be him.
"Give me a knife."
Dao Gaishi suddenly realized that Junior Brother Qiao had just reminded him that he was about to throw a long knife at him.
It's really unnecessary. The sword in his hand is very powerful, and he has practiced it for many years. It's like an extension of his arm, but he is not used to it when switching to another sword.
"Double-cut chain knife."
The unparalleled long sword plunged into the white light with one move, picked up the handle of the flying magic sword, and used skillful force to twist it around.
This scene is like a nunchuck, with the sword constantly spinning.
"middle."
The sword fell with great force, and the magic sword flew like a meteor, hitting the ghost in sackcloth not far away.
This ghost in sackcloth had just recovered from the airflow. When he saw the magic sword flying towards him, he was not afraid and ducked out of the way.
Unfortunately, he underestimated the sharpness of this sword.
Hundreds of steps away in the air, the sharp edge of the magic weapon flew out through the body, flying through the air like a swordfish in the water.
brush!
The ghost in linen clothes felt bad when he saw that the linen clothes on his body were split into two halves. At this time, the sharp edge entered the body and was about to touch the ghost nature.
Danger after danger, at the last moment, he turned into airflow and dispersed.
"this?"
Dao Gaishi held the French sword with an expression full of surprise. This French sword was too sharp.
No wonder Junior Brother Qiao wanted to give it to him. With this magical sword, he would be able to kill the Mai Yi ghost general without any suspense.
Dao Gaishi put away his precious sword, holding the magic sword in both hands, and started to kill the Maigui.
Three days later, after a long fierce battle, the ghost in sackcloth could no longer hold on, and was killed by the unparalleled magic sword.
However, the honor of killing the Maigui finally fell on...Wang Fu
No matter Junior Brother Qiao or Dao Gaishi, they all know that if they don't have the sword, they will never win so easily.
Later, after discussion, this magic sword was designated as a public property of Qibingtai, and was handed over to Dao Gaishi for daily use to achieve the effect of optimizing resources.
As for the original owner, he also received a brand new magic weapon as compensation.