Chapter 1282: Is this really a sword?

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Xiao Lang, who was a little stunned at first, immediately came to the spirit, and nodded and said, "That is, it is no big deal. We went in quietly and never disturbed Yaoting to cast the sword."
Ling Feiqiu was actually making a whisper in his heart. At this moment, he was a little shaken. He glanced at them and said, "Go in and see?"
Ling Tianhou had already made up his mind at this time, nodded heavily, and said, "Go in and see! Who doesn't know Mu Lao, he is a knife and a bodhisattva heart, at most he is scolded by his old man, and he has nothing to do here. The torment of knowledge is always a hundred times stronger, what do you say? "
"Oh! Don't bother, if Mu Lao blames me, I'll bear it!" Xiao Lang was already impatient, and he could not bear it anymore. He shouted and hurried towards the sword-making room.
Ling Tianhou and Ling Feiqiu looked at each other with a wry smile, but Xiao Lang's tone was not small. If Mu Tiannan really blamed him, can he still survive? But at this time, of course, the two of them would not care about these with Xiao Lang. Instead, they took steps and followed.
Although Xiao Lang cared about his own sunstone, Wandong still cares most. Whether the Lieyang Stone can be cast into a magical force is small. If Wan Dong lost something because of casting a sword for him, he would not forgive himself forever.
After taking a long breath, Xiao Lang stretched out his hands slowly, and was about to push the gate of the casting sword room away. Unexpectedly, Xiao Lang's hands had not yet reached the gate of the casting sword room. , The door opened automatically to the inside.
Before Xiao Lang woke up to God, there was a violent and fierce atmosphere, like a terrible breath of thousands of wild beasts, and he rushed to him with his face covered. At that moment, Xiao Lang clearly felt that his entire heart had stopped beating, and his hair was standing up like an electric shock. But strangely, he didn't feel even a trace of fear in his heart, but there was a kind of excitement that didn't make sense. First, Xiao Xi trickled, and then slowly flooded.
"Hurry up!" When Xiao Lang was in a daze, Ling Tianhou and Ling Feiqiu burst out at the same time, rushing forward from left to right, dragging Xiao Lang aside.
At first Xiao Lang subconsciously resisted a bit, stiffened his body and refused to move. Xiao Lang realized that it was not good until a touch of sharp light that was brighter than the star and greeted him directly.
The light was too dazzling. With Xiao Lang's eyesight today, he couldn't see through it. Instead, his eyes stung by his light hurt. What made Xiao Lang shudder even more was that the murderous words contained in this light were indescribable.
Xiao Lang screamed, and then he no longer resisted, but with the strength of Ling Tianhou and Ling Feiqiu, he flashed aside!
With a whine, the sharp light almost flew past Xiao Lang's ear. A strand of long hair flew away without saying, there was a shallow wound on Xiao Lang's cheek, although it was not very painful, but there was a coolness in it, which reached Xiao Lang's heart, cold and bone-breaking!
After the glare passed Xiao Lang, it did not dissipate, nor flew away. Instead, it revolved around the sky and kept spinning. From time to time, it brought up a long cue like a dragon song. It is alive.
"Dad, Uncle, what ... what the is that?" Today, Xiao Lang accepted Ling Wushuang completely, and his cheeks became thicker. Daddy said it was natural.
The practice of Ling Tianhou and Ling Feiqiu is higher than that of Xiao Lang, and his eyesight is even more amazing. After glancing for a moment, Ling Tianhou raised his eyebrows, and there was a bit of consternation in his voice, saying, "It seems ... it seems to be a sword!"
"Sword !?" Xiao Lang was excited when he heard it. A pair of tiger eyes, chasing the sharp light straight.
"It's a sword! But this sword is really weird!" Ling Feiqiu nodded, both shocked and confused in his expression.
"Quick! Don't let that sword run away!"
At this moment, Mu Tiannan suddenly roared and rushed out of the casting sword room, his face full of burning anxiety.
Not waiting for Ling Tianhou and Ling Feiqiu to react, Mu Tiannan waved his long sleeves, an extremely powerful force, spit out immediately, and went straight to that sharp light.
"Mu Lao!" At the moment when Mu Tiannan was about to shoot, Wan Dong also rushed out and pressed Mu Tiannan's shoulder.
Mu Tiannan said anxiously, "Yao Ting, the sword is so spiritual, if you don't catch it in time, it will fly away!"
Wan Dong laughed bitterly and said, "That won't let you old people do it, unless your old people also lack a handy soldier."
As soon as Wan Dong's words came out, Mu Tiannan woke up to God, and could not help but pat the head for a while, and even said, "I'm so old and almost broke. The sword spirit in this sword is incomplete Incomplete, but also a spiritual thing, know how to recognize the Lord! If I were to surrender it, I'm afraid I wouldn't be the part of Xiao Lang's kid. " Shi was like a boring person, staring at himself silly.
Mu Tiannan frowned, opened his mouth and said, "What's so good, old man? Don't hurry, take the sword?" If you miss this way, the old man will keep you for the rest of your life. Regretless medicine! "
"Deterrence ... Deterrence? How to deter?"
Although Xiao Lang was born in the second-grade family, he was unheard of like a high-end gadget like Jianhun. Do not understand how to deter a sword. At this time the confusion on the face did not decrease but increased, and the anxious Mu Tiannan stomped again and again.
Wan Dong originally wanted to use the hot sun stone to build a magical soldier for Xiao Lang that was not inferior to the sky-sword, but unexpectedly, Xiao Lang was deeply rooted, and the broken sun soul was hidden in the hot sun stone that was accidentally found. Once cast down, such an anti-celestial magic soldier was cast. This is certainly a good thing, but it's not all good!
The magic soldiers with sword spirits are comparable to the extraordinary magic soldiers, and they are familiar with the truth of choosing wood and perching. To truly control this sword, Xiao Lang must first obtain its approval. Just wanting to get this kind of recognition is definitely more difficult than imagined!
"Brother Xiao, this is the magic soldier I cast for you with the Sunstone. But before you have it, you must let it see your power and let it convince you. Otherwise, this sword will not be for you. All, not even for you! "
"Fuck! Yao Ting, are you ...... Is this the sword I made?" Wan Dong said that Xiao Lang had never heard of it and couldn't help shouting.
"Nonsense! Of course it's a sword, and it's a real magical soldier! There is a sword soul hidden in this sword! There is no one in it! When this sword comes out, I look at the weapon spectrum of Daomen Dajie, I'm afraid it will be rearranged! "
"Sword Soul !?" As soon as Mu Tiannan said this, Ling Tianhou and Ling Feiqiu shouted in unison. The eyes of the two of them seemed to jump out of their eyes. That shock, that excitement, almost made the two runaway on the spot.
For the soul of the sword, Xiao Lang is silly and unclear. However, listening to Mu Tiannan said that this sword can actually change the ranking of the Daomen weapon spectrum, but it really makes Xiao Lang excited.
He swallowed hard and asked stiffly in his voice, "Then ... what should I do to deter it?"
Wan Dong smiled and said, "It's the same as collecting pets, just beat it!"
"Beat it? It's that simple?" Xiao Lang couldn't help asking.
"Simple? Humph ... In a little while your kid will know that Jane is not easy! Don't talk nonsense, get rid of it! Later, Lieyangjian will have to choose his own master!" Mu Tian said with a few grunts.
"Lieyangjian? Hey ... This name is pretty good! Want to choose the master? Dreaming! The owner of Lieyangjian can only be me Xiao Lang!"
With a loud bang, Xiao Langtu stood up, and if the person was a dragon, the dragon claws were handed, and he directly grabbed the Lieyang sword.
Seeing that Xiao Lang rushed towards himself at the sight of Xiao Lang, the sharp glory enveloping his body suddenly made a masterpiece. Xiao Lang only felt a bit of coldness, swept across, almost froze his hands, and his heart could not help shaking. , Secretly said, "A good sword!"
Surprised to be surprised, it is obviously impossible for Xiao Lang to give up like this! Dao Qi was lucky in the body, and in a blink of an eye, Xiao Lang's palms were covered by a purple mist. Immediately isolated the bitter chill.
Looking at the opportunity, Xiao Lang's figure suddenly accelerated, his palm straight toward the hilt of the Lieyang sword.
"Grandma, I am a big living person in Xiao Lang, can't you still fight your sword?"
In Xiao Lang's roar, he saw that the palm of his hand was about to touch the handle of the Lieyang sword. It was unexpected that the blade of the Lieyang sword suddenly shook, but came a sharp turn, and the speed was astounding. Xiao Lang's catch.
When Xiao Lang caught and fell, and was about to adjust his figure, the Lieyang sword buzzed sharply, and the sharp tip of the sword froze in the air, spurting into his palm.
"Still fight back? I rely on! Can this sword become refined?"
This fierce Yang Jian's counterattack was extraordinary, and the offensive was strange, revealing a bit of martial arts taste. Xiao Lang didn't dare to carelessly, and hurriedly used his effort to emptied his palms, slamming the resistance to Lieyangjian.
But the Blazing Sun Sword actually took advantage of the wind and waves, and shook Xiao Lang's layers of strength to break through all of them. Seeing this scene, Xiao Lang's eyes almost fell out.
"Not good!" As Xiao Lang's last palm shattered, Xiao Lang suddenly felt a dangerous smell, exclaimed in his mouth, and his body rose unconsciously. But almost at the same time, Lieyangjian also accelerated suddenly, and the speed was more than doubled.
A streamer that made Xiao Lang's eyes open, and flashed away, Xiao Lang immediately felt a coolness, spreading from his arm all over his body. Xiao Lang looked down, and I don't know when, Lieyangjian actually left a deep but narrow wound on his arm.
"I ... I was injured by Xiao Lang with a sword? This ... what the is going on?" Xiao Lang only felt that his face was hot for a while. The injury was not painful, but it was too shameful! --55634 + dd856 + 17807633->