Infinite Myth Counterattack

Chapter 816 The So-Called Communication Between Humans and Swords

Chapter 816 The So-Called Communication Between Humans and Swords

Duanlang's face changed slightly, the opponent was not far away, in the bamboo forest, but deliberately said this sentence with internal force, it was clearly a kind of demonstration.

"call"

With a wave of his hand, a gust of hot wind blew open the door curtain of the sedan chair, and then he turned his palm into a claw, and the fire-scale sword in the sedan chair immediately flew out and fell into his palm.

It's not that his skill is enough to fetch things from a distance, but because he and the Huo Scale Sword are in the same mind, and when his mind moves, the Huo Scale Sword will fly towards him by itself.

In fact, the so-called mind-to-heart connection is just what he thinks, Luo Changfeng just programmed a kind of artificial intelligence-like Dao law into the sword, of course, it is very elementary.

Not only Duanlang, but anyone who practices fire-attribute skills can achieve "human-sword intercommunication" with the fire-scale sword. The fire-attribute internal force is like the key to unlock the artificial intelligence in this sword.

It's just that there are fewer people practicing fire attribute exercises in Fengyun World, and Duanlang is the first person to input fire attribute internal energy, so this fire scale sword has been bound to him, and it will not be released automatically until he dies. tie.

But before he died, he would naturally pass the Firescale Sword to his descendants, so the Firescale Sword can also be regarded as a magic weapon for breaking a family.

The four bearers looked at each other in blank dismay. They didn't know until now that the "uncle" they carried all the way was actually a sword. No wonder they felt surprisingly light when they were carrying the sedan chair, no different from when they were carrying an empty sedan chair.

At this time, they also knew where the heat wave came from, because when the sword flew out, they felt a very obvious hot wind blowing over their cheeks.

"Chong"

"Who? Get out."

Duan Lang drew his sword out of its sheath, pointed at the bamboo forest and shouted, the next moment, a figure flashed, and two people rushed out from the bamboo forest, one of them was a middle-aged man in yellow shirt with a bearded face, the other was a very flirtatiously dressed yellow-haired youth.

The young man looked at the Firescale Sword in Duanlang's hand, with some doubts on his face, "I've heard that the Firescale Sword is evil, and it is the first-class evil sword in the world."

"But this sword is majestic, just like a bright sun, its aura is not even inferior to the heroic sword, why is this? Could it be that this fire scale sword is fake?"

Duan Lang was furious when he heard the words, "Fart, how dare you slander my good friend, do you want to die?"

"Clang clang..."

All the subordinates of Canglangtang also pulled out their weapons one after another, lined up on both sides of Duanlang, and got ready to attack.

The yellow-haired young man said disdainfully: "If you don't want your subordinates to be killed or injured needlessly, you'd better let them back down. In front of my master Sword Demon, they are nothing more than chickens and dogs."

Duanlang's eyes were fixed, and he glanced at the middle-aged man with the beard. This old guy actually used the name of a demon. He was really arrogant, "I will fight against Duanlang, why do I need my subordinates to help, you all step down."

The young man said with a half-smile: "Sure enough, you are proud, but you alone can't compete with us master and apprentice."

Duan Lang snorted coldly: "Not necessarily, my good friend is invincible and will never fail."

After Duan Lang said this, he seemed to feel the fire scale sword in his hand, and actually trembled slightly, the red light on the sword body flickered, and the anger became stronger.

Duan Lang looked at the Fire Scale Sword, with a look of joy on his face, he even sneered at the yellow-haired young man who said that the Fire Scale Sword was fake, if it was fake, how could he communicate with him?How can it have such power?If this sword is fake, then he would rather have a fake one.

The yellow-haired young man's face darkened, he didn't look at Duanlang, he just stared at the Firescale Sword and said in a deep voice: "Okay, my young master will meet you with the blunt sword today."

"Chong"

The young man with yellow hair pulled out the sword in his hand, it turned out to be a broad sword with no edge or edge, he swung his sword and charged towards Duanlang.

Duanlang didn't show any weakness, he didn't even use the eclipse swordsmanship, he just fought with the opponent with ordinary swordsmanship, since the opponent is proud of the weapon in his hand, then he will destroy the opponent's weapon, let's see if he is still proud .

"Ding ding ding ding..."

There was a burst of intensive clashing sounds, and in an instant the two of them had fought each other more than ten times, and finally the two of them crossed each other. Duan Lang looked at the undamaged Firescale Sword in his hand, stroked the blade lightly, and happily Said: "A good friend is trustworthy."

On the other side, the yellow-haired young man looked at the blunt sword in his hand, but found that the blade was covered with gaps, his expression changed, and he said angrily: "Useless guy."

With a wave of his hand, he threw the blunt sword into the wilderness, and a sneer appeared on Duan Lang's face.

"call"

At this moment, the sword demon jumped up, his palms turned into claws, and grabbed the blade of the Huoscale Sword in Duanlang's palm. He turned a blind eye to the sharpness of the Huoscale Sword, and Duanlang was furious. The sun is full and full", and he slashed at the palm of the sword demon.

This move is fiercer than a knife's slashing. It is extremely fierce and cruel, and the sword's intention is long-lasting. There is no one vigorous effort, and then decline, three exhaustion. He turned over in the air and avoided the sword.

At this moment, the Firescale Sword was extremely blazing, and the Sword Demon didn't dare to grab the blade anymore, and instead grabbed Duanlang's wrist, a sneer appeared on Duanlang's face, he swung his right hand holding the sword backwards, and slapped the Sword Demon with his left palm. go.

Duanlang's internal energy poured into the sword, and then poured back, [-]% of the internal energy went in, and [-] to [-]% came out.

"bang"

Originally Duanlang's skill was far inferior to that of the Sword Demon, but with the blessing of the Firescale Sword, this palm against the Sword Demon was actually slightly better.

Duan Lang took three steps back, but the Sword Demon retreated five steps in a row. Of course, it doesn't mean that Duan Lang will be stronger than the Sword Demon if he has the Firescale Sword.

The sword demon is just a kind of probing at this time, and he has not used his full strength at all, and he has not even used his famous special skill "Sword Breaking Sword Qi".

But being able to beat the Sword Demon in a reckless fight still made Duanlang very proud. He put the Firescale Sword behind him and avoided the Sword Demon's grasp, put it on his cheek, and said indifferently: "My friend I don't like outsiders approaching."

"Clap clap clap..."

The young man with yellow hair applauded and praised: "People and swords can communicate with each other, Brother Duan is indeed a sword idiot, and the Fire Scale Sword is indeed a top-quality sword, but we have a sword that is hundreds of times better than the Fire Scale Sword in Baijian Villa sword."

Duan Lang curled his lips in disdain, and said: "I know, I went to worship Sword Villa this time just for that sword, are you from Sword Villa?"

The young man with yellow hair said proudly: "That's right, I am the young master of Baijian Villa, Aotian, the journey is far away, we have prepared our carriages and horses, and welcome brother Duan to come to our village."

On the official road, someone from the Sword Village came to drive the carriage, Duanlang narrowed his eyes slightly, and thought to himself: "The Sword Village sent an invitation to me half a month ago, why is it that the young master welcomes me now? Could it be Afraid I won't go?"

"Hmph, no matter what schemes he has, the guild master already ordered me to help Bu Jingyun win the peerless sword, and then destroy the Sword Worship Villa. Since you are so impatient to seek death, then I will fulfill you."

(End of this chapter)

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