sword sentient beings

Chapter 104 Lingguan (Favorites and updates)
Before Tang Zhao could take the initiative to let go, the Xiezhi sword flew out of his hand.

Tang Zhao's body fell down.

He originally wanted to use Yujian to save himself one last time, at least to fly to the ground, but the sword just now really ran out of fuel and the lamp dried up.

His body was stiff and his head was aching. At this time, not only could he not use any power of the sword, he could not even move his own body strength. When he loosened his hand slightly, the sword was already out of his hand and fell down before himself.

Oops……

I can't use it anymore after I let it go, and I can't hold this sword anymore.

It's a pity, I didn't open my eyes just now, and I haven't seen what the judge looks like, but I remember his eyes are as bright as Xiezhi...

and many more!

Now is not the time to worry about this...

It's so high, will I fall to his death!

The wind whistled in his ears, and he panicked.

Without the sword, Tang Zhao is nothing more than an ordinary warrior. With that little internal and external skills, he is not even considered a knight. If he falls from a high place, he will be smashed into meatloaf!

Fortunately, after letting go of the sword, he lost a heavy shackle, regained some physical strength, and immediately made the most correct effort in the air.

Inhale, push, and shout out:

"Help, ah, ah—"

"puff."

Someone reached out and caught him.

At this time, Tang Zhao didn't have time to stop, and he kept shouting, when he heard someone shouting: "Hey—stop shouting."

Tang Zhao opened his eyes, and found that his head was still down, and he could see the weeds on the ground, several feet away from his head.

Himself... hanging in the air?

If you look carefully, there is a face on the ground facing each other. It looks rough and rough in the night. It is Peng Yiming, the deputy envoy of the District Procuratorate.

If Peng Yiming was there, the person who would catch him would be... He raised his head, and sure enough, he saw a fairy Pianran, who was exactly Peng Yiming's spiritual form.

He was relieved that this was in his own hands.No more struggling, let the spirit bring him back to the ground.

After getting off the ground, Tang Zhao staggered and stood up straight, saluting: "Thank you, Deputy Envoy Peng, for saving your life."

Peng Yiming waved his hand and said, "It's a small matter." He patted Tang Zhao on the shoulder and said, "Little Tang, you did a good job! Then the big Shengyuejiao Xiangzhu gave you a raise, and let us inspect the face of the director. Thanks to your contributions, the position you come in is no lower than that of Xiao Si. I am optimistic about you, and you have a bright future."

Tang Zhao said humbly: "That's because the Lord gave me the opportunity to wield the sword of power, otherwise I...ah, what about the Xiezhi sword?"

Peng Yiming pointed to the side, the Xiezhi sword was inserted quietly on the ground, its snow-white blade was like frost and snow.

Tang Zhao wanted to reach out to grab it, but suddenly realized that his fate with the sword was over, his heart darkened, he took out the scabbard from the small jar, and said, "Please return the scabbard, my lord."

His original intention was to let Ling Xiang put away the sword, but he saw Peng Yiming stepping up to get the sword by himself.

Tang Zhao was taken aback, and reminded: "Be careful——"

Before the words were finished, Peng Yiming had already drawn out his long sword and put the sword back into its sheath. Naturally, nothing happened.

Tang Zhao was surprised, could it be that Vice Envoy Peng's face is disgusting and soft, he is good at cultivation among the public, and he has never killed a single person in his life?
Peng Yiming turned his wrist, only to see a bracelet on his hand, with deep sword marks on the ring, which is obviously an "elemental weapon": "Peng has killed people for nothing in his life, his hands are full of blood, Ling'er is one with me, She can't touch things that I can't touch, otherwise both of them will die. This is the magic weapon "pardon" of the guardian, which is used to restore the damage of the Haechi sword. It is very effective. Wearing this, touching the Haechi sword for a short time Question." Seeing Tang Zhao's eyes shining, he immediately said, "But it's only temporary, don't expect to use it to hold the sword of power."

Tang Zhao felt a little disappointed, Peng Yiming asked Tang Zhaoling to put the sword back into the jar, and said, "Let's put it here with you, and when I see the guardian envoy later, just send it back to the sword box."

Tang Zhao hurriedly asked, "How's the guardian envoy?"

Peng Yiming pointed to the top and said, "It's still beating."

Tang Zhao looked up, and saw that the direction of the river was full of clouds and fog, layer upon layer of dark clouds, which lowered the sky a bit, and covered the river surface so that it was impossible to see the battle situation at all.

When he was fighting just now, he felt that the rainstorm was coming, but he didn't expect it to be dark in the blink of an eye.

Peng Yiming said: "That day the demon lost his suppression, and even went berserk. He used the magic power of traveling clouds and rain to cover the magic cave. Just now, everyone used up a lot of energy, and they couldn't get back after using their methods. They fell into a trap. It's a hard fight. However, the guardian is still in charge of the overall situation, and he has been commanding steadily, and he will not lose control if he wants to. If he really wants to lose control, he will warn us."

Tang Zhao nodded. He could only hope so. Now that he has lost his power sword, it is very difficult to intervene in the battle, especially when he is physically and mentally exhausted. Even if he uses the virtual wielder, he may not be able to release a single sword skill. He can only watch the battle below. Said: "Are you here to preside over the external situation?"

It's okay if he didn't say anything, but Peng Yiming showed a sad expression, and said: "The main thing is to support you. After all, I can't get involved in the battle inside. There is nothing to sweep around, and you have almost swept away."

As he spoke, he sighed: "It's been [-] years in Hedong and [-] years in Hexi. Thinking about how beautiful Lingguan was in those days, it was said that only Lingguan could be a high-ranking official in the previous dynasty. Everyone responded, but now it is the era of swordsmen. Lingguan They all quit the stage. No matter how good the spirit is, you can only move the phantom. It is useless to meet such a powerful demon, not even a child. I knew that I would not be greedy for promotion and become a spirit official, honestly Go to walk the single-plank bridge, and strive to be a swordsman. A child like you, you must be taken for granted..."

He glanced at Tang Zhao's face again, his expression became more sad, and said: "Forget it, there is no need to learn from it. Just look at your appearance, and no one will recruit you to be a spiritual official."

While worrying about the situation, Tang Zhao comforted him casually: "Actually, it's good to be a Lingguan. You can pick out such a beautiful young lady."

Peng Yiming was silent, pressed Tang Zhao's shoulders, and said earnestly, "Xiao Tang, I told you the worldly way, don't easily praise a spirit official's beautiful spirit."

Tang Zhao only felt that the hands on his shoulders were heavy, and he grinned and said, "Please advise, my lord?"

Peng Yiming said: "The so-called spirit is the half-body spirit of a person, which is the opposite of the person. The half-body of a man is a woman, the half-body of an old is young, and the half-body of a handsome is ugly. So you praise a person's half-body spirit is young His beauty means that he himself..."

Old and ugly, right?
Tang Zhao still wanted to find love back: "Actually, my lord, your spiritual appearance is only average..."

Peng Yiming waved his hand, told him to shut up, and said: "You don't need to worry about this, anyway, with your appearance, no one will ask you to be a spiritual officer. I said this to let you know, be careful of Phantom."

Tang Zhao repeated: "Phantom?"

Peng Yiming said: "Today's magic cave is simple, those phantoms of fish and shrimp are nothing, but in the future you will see more, and you will see many phantoms that are as beautiful as gods. Some young people like you who are full of blood can't bear it." , and even had other thoughts, and missed a major event. If you encounter this kind of thing, just think of me, think of every young and beautiful phantom behind, there is an old ugly man."

Speaking of it, he suddenly laughed and said: "I heard that there is also the Shengyue Sect who joined the Sect because of his love for phantoms, willing to be a traitor to the common people, do you think he knows who he loves?"

Tang Zhao grunted a few times, and said, "Are phantoms and spirit officials essentially the same thing? Phantoms are spirit officials from outside the territory?"

Peng Yiming said: "There is no need to deny this. Everyone has known for so many years that the invaders from outside the territory are living creatures from the opposite world. The demon invades the body, and the phantom invades the spirit. Maybe you can see the phantom in another world. The real body is not too different from ours, it is said that the hair and eyes are different."

Tang Zhao said softly, "No wonder some people are guilty and some are not."

Peng Yiming said: "What is guilt or innocence? If it is the front line, there is still something to say. I have been on the front line. At that time, I was thinking about my race. I live or die. But where is it now? Where is this land? Who is here? What are you doing here? Who is behind us? Invading my homeland and harming my people, how can anyone be innocent?"

Xing Ji also said these words, and Tang Zhao believed it deeply at the time, and Peng Yiming said that he was even more determined. Although he respected judges, he was not a judge, and he also had his own judgments about right and wrong.

Immediately he said: "Sir, can you lend me your pardon weapon?"

Peng Yiming frowned and said, "What are you going to do? This magic weapon can only be used temporarily, but it can't let you hold the sword of power. You still want to go to the battlefield above? It's not that I look down on you, you think about it in your current state." Enough for what?"

Tang Zhaodao: "Just in case, I'm not completely powerless. I have other magic weapons..."

There is also a magic weapon, and half a power sword.

The main reason is that watching and waiting for the result is too tormented.

Peng Yiming looked at the billowing thunder clouds above his head, pondered for a moment, and said, "I can lend you the magic weapon, and the power sword is in your hand, maybe when you need it. But I won't send you up. If you want to participate in the battle, you have to be able to If you go up by yourself, you can't even fly up, and you still want to get involved, isn't that a joke?"

Tang Zhao took the magic weapon and looked up at the sky.

The sky was covered with dark clouds, electric snakes danced wildly in the clouds, and a thunderstorm was brewing. If it was also written by the demon, the battle above must be extremely fierce.

In the past few times, the District Prosecutor was the main attacker, but now the demons have slowed down and exploded, and the offense and defense have changed. Xingji and the others are equivalent to being dragged into the away game. The environment is all in the hands of the opponent.

Anyway, he wanted to go up and take a look, maybe there was something that could help?

How to get there?Do you plan to hold and then defend the sword?

That was too exhausting. Although he recovered a little bit of mind, he couldn't compare with before, and he couldn't directly use Yujianshu, and he hadn't learned Yao's Yujianshu.

However, the Lihuo Sword can be used directly without any effort. Could it be that it uses the principle of a rocket to spray flames backwards?
It's okay, but it's a bit difficult to manipulate.

At this moment, he saw a familiar figure, and in surprise, he waved again and again:

"it's here!"

The figure came over upon hearing the sound, its chubby body bouncing up and down.

It's the fat cat.

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