Gua Fei in the world

Chapter 2075

The time Ye Yaoguang chose was very tricky, it happened to be when Qian Yang could touch the tungsten iron, and the tungsten iron had not completely cooled down.Seeing Qian Yang's absorption little by little, the breath swirling all over her body, getting thicker and thicker, she couldn't help the corners of her lips curling slightly.

However, due to the fusion of the water species of the elders behind, the black tungsten iron also quickly cooled down. Once the temperature is lost, the fire spirit fused with the dark tungsten iron inside will be locked, and Ye Yaoguang jumped up : "How much more can it hold?"

"Master, master, I can still suck a lot!" Qian Yang felt that these spirits of fire seemed to activate his dantian, making his dantian expand inch by inch, and the spirits of fire pouring in were not enough to fill it.

"Don't covet too much, and tell me immediately if you feel unwell." Ye Yaoguang's hands fluttered, a ball of flames ignited at her fingertips, and the two fingers wrapped in flames touched Qianyang's palm to touch the gate At this point, this injection of energy added a little fire to the black tungsten iron that was about to be sealed, making it alive again.

Qian Yang also knew that Ye Yaoguang was so hard, so he calmed down and absorbed it quickly. Ye Yaoguang's ability is limited, and she can stretch it out for a while is already the limit. Qin dodged in an instant, and at the same time a figure stopped on both sides of Ye Yaoguang, one left and one right.

Mo Qin raised his eyes and met Yuan Yi who was looking at him, and the eyes of the two separated as soon as they touched. At the same time, luckily, they focused on Ye Yaoguang's weekly measurement, and strands of fire spirits came alive again.It's hard for others to step forward, Qianyang's cultivation base is too low, if it is the peak of the tribulation period like Zhenqing, the fire spirit inspired by a little finger movement is enough to burn him into a useless person, even in the Mahayana period It's not easy to grasp the speed, the cultivation base of Ye Yaoguang's integration period is just right, most of the strength is unloaded by the black tungsten iron, and the activated spirit of fire is just absorbed by Qianyang.

There are only Ye Yaoguang, Moqin, and Yuan Yi in the fusion stage here. The other sects are Mahayana stage disciples with cultivation around the god transformation stage. The Shushan sect has many fusion stage disciples, but there are none today. Come to this floating mountain.

But Qianyang's cultivation is limited. Although he thought he could eat a lot, Ye Yaoguang was also worried that he would hold on. When she felt that it was almost the same, she stopped. It also closed almost at the same time.

"Master~~~" Gan Yang felt that he couldn't absorb the spirit of fire, so he looked at Ye Yaoguang dejectedly with his mouth pursed.

"You can't chew too much. If you grow the fire in your body to the point where you can't control it, wouldn't it be suicide?" Ye Yaoguang taught Qian Yang a serious lesson, and then walked towards Mo Qin and Yuan Yi A gift, "Thank you for your help."

"It's easy to do." Yuan Yi said lightly, then turned and left.

Mo Qin didn't speak, but nodded to Ye Yaoguang with a smile, and returned to the place where Jiu Mozong was.

Ye Yaoguang naturally pulled Qian Yang to salute Zhen Qing and Zhen Yuan and returned to Wen Tingzhan's side.

"This black tungsten iron has indeed softened a lot." Zhenqing flicked the palm containing the energy of the five elements on the door, and turned to face the crowd, "Is there anyone willing to go forward and have a try?"

After everyone hesitated for a moment, a person flew forward.

"boom!"

Before the man fell to the ground, a cold light flashed across Ye Yaoguang's eyes, and when she fixed her eyes to see clearly, it turned out to be a sword standing in front of a tall and thin man.This man looked no more than forty years old, with dark skin, but his eyes were as sharp as the cold light from the sword set in front of him.

"Is this Jian Zongming?" There was an exclamation from the crowd.

Ye Yaoguang looked at the man with a thin body, full of explosive power, but completely devoid of the spirit of the Five Elements. She knew nothing about this man, so she turned her head and asked Qian Yang: "Who is Zong Ming?"

Before Qian Yang followed her, Gan Dui might have told him some capable people in this world.

"It is a generation of Wuzong. He is a martial arts practitioner, but he is also a member of the Wanjian sect. He suffered from a serious illness since childhood, and his spiritual root was crippled, which is equivalent to a crippled person. He could not practice but changed to martial arts. He is now They are both in their 60s and only in their early forties. My cousin said that he is the pride of Wan Jianzong, his ability can rival the real people in the Mahayana period, and he is now the elder of Wan Jianzong." Qian Yang really knows this People, but not from Gandui, but from Yi Tianren.

"Wu Zong?" Ye Yaoguang knew for a long time that there was a martial arts master, but this was the first time he saw it with his own eyes in this world.

Wen Tingzhan looked at Zong Ming's eyes obviously flickering, Ye Yaoguang knew his thoughts, and held his hand: "A Zhan, your ability is not far from Wuzong, once you become a master, you can also Rival to the Mahayana period."

"Entering the realm of perfection is easier said than done?" Wen Tingzhan smiled easily, "I will do my best, but I will not deliberately force it."

Before becoming Wu Zong, martial arts practitioners can at most cope with cultivators at the Lianxu stage, but once they become Wu Zong, they can compete with those at the Mahayana stage. The gap between them is a natural barrier.

Wen Tingzhan naturally hopes that he can become more powerful, so that one day, even in the face of practitioners, demons and ghosts can fight side by side with Ye Yaoguang instead of standing behind her forever.

But he also knows that martial arts practice must be done step by step, and haste makes waste.Although cultivating martial arts will not always have demonic thoughts like cultivating, but if you are eager to seek it, you will also become a useless person.

"Well, we're not in a hurry, let's take it step by step." Wen Tingzhan's mentality is what Ye Yaoguang likes. No matter what he does, he should seek stability and have a balanced mentality.

"This is the legendary Hook Sword!" At this time Zong Ming had already raised his sword, and someone couldn't help exclaiming?

"Hook sword?" Ye Yaoguang had never heard of it.

"It's a sword of soul." Cang Lianchu is not far from Ye Yaoguang and the others. This is the position Ye Yaoguang chose for himself to monitor Cang Junyue's every move. Hearing Ye Yaoguang's questioning tone Cang Lianchu, who had no idea of ​​the discord between Cang Junyue and Ye Yaoguang, still enthusiastically explained to Ye Yaoguang.

The hook sword is said to be the last sword of a master swordsmith. The reason why it is the last sword is because after he finished making this sword, he always felt that this sword has reached the ultimate in everything. The only thing missing is the sword. There is no one in this world who understands this sword better than him.Therefore, he sacrificed his body to the sword, merging his soul and sword into one.

"This precious sword is said to be able to cut off the yin and yang of the world." As a master craftsman, Cang Lianchu was amazed at the hook sword.

(End of this chapter)