Vol 3 Chapter 1222: Refining

Ye Heng looked at the moonlight sword in his hand. In anxiety, he had to gritt his teeth and thrust the long sword into the rock wall beside him.
Immediately afterwards, due to the weight of Yeheng and the inertia caused by the fall, Yeheng's body slid down nearly fifty meters at once to stop.
At this time, the blade of the Moonlight Sword in Ye Hengheng's hands was as red as it had just been taken out of the steel-making furnace.
Seeing this scene, the berm at the top of the mountain looked at Ye Heng with a somber expression on his face for the first time.
The Moonlight Sword is a thing with coldness, and even when it was created, it has not even seen the slightest Martian child. It was created by hand! More than a month before and after, from the sledgehammer to the small hammer, one hammer and one hammer was knocked out. As a result, Ye Heng directly "insert" the rock wall that was "soaked" by magma for 1000 years. Who can tolerate? The moonlight sword was directly destroyed, and the structure was directly destroyed. I am afraid that no real strength will be displayed in the future.
Bermu really wanted to pull Ye Heng out and scold, but he thought that he pushed him down. It was normal for him to do so, he endured the anger in his heart, and raised his palm to shoot the ground A slap.
Immediately afterwards, this force was released directly from the mountain. It was so powerful that Ye Heng's long sword and this person were directly flicked out, and his back was heavily hit on the rock wall. Then a hundred years began to continue to fall.
At this time, Bermu also waved his hand and directly snatched the moonlight sword from Yeheng's hand and flew back to his hand.
Looking at the fiery red moonlight sword, Bermucan couldn't help but sigh, his face "exposed" the unbearable "color", raised a hand, a small formation appeared in the palm of his hand in.
Then a white "color" mist slowly squirted out of the formation. After a while, the red "color" on the moonlight sword slowly dissipated.
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However, the blade of the Moonlight Sword is not as bright as before, and the toughness of the sword has also deteriorated a lot. Bemusson slowly crossed the blade with his fingers. The blade, which was supposed to be flat and unobstructed, became pitted, causing him to sigh several times.
And after being struggling several times, Ye Heng at the bottom finally fell on the lotus.
Bermu put away the long sword, and his head went in again, looking at Ye Heng.
"You are practicing well inside, I'll wait for you outside and come to see you once a month."
But when Ye Xieheng heard it, she had a headache and couldn't help shouting.
"But what I'm practicing is the exercises of the lightning system!"
"I didn't let you practice the exercises. What you want to practice is physical fitness. Don't you have an ice-fire genus exercise genre, let's practice the fire genus to a great success, and then discuss other things."
When he had finished speaking, he walked away, letting Ye Heng call it as if he had not heard it. He went back to the place where he dismounted, took out the Moonlight Sword, and his face was filled with distress.
And Ye Ziheng saw that Bermuda was gone, and no one was responding to him. In the empty mountains, there was only this lotus except him.
In desperation, Ye Heng had to start his own cultivation journey. Sitting cross-legged and closing his eyes, he began his incomparable practice. In this practice, it took half a year to complete the practice. By the time Ye Ziheng cultivated the Yanyang body in "Three-Turn Yinyang Body" to Dacheng, the time had passed half a year.