Invincible lottery system

Chapter 91 It's Your Sword Abandoning You
At this time, there was another burst of dragon chant from the opposite side.

Awww~~~
It was the Silver Dragon Sword in Zhang Han's hand. It was howling, as if it knew that it could not resist the sword. It began to oppose Zhang Han, and its sword body was shaking constantly.

The sword on the opposite side was too sharp, the moment the sword came out, it felt threatened, and it was just instinctively protecting itself.

"Shut up, aren't you Jiaolong, what are you afraid of!"

Zhang Han held the Silver Dragon Sword fiercely, and the blade stabilized instantly.

He raised his head vigorously and glanced at the opposite side. The solid ice on the ground had been completely broken, and the Cixiang sword was already floating in the air.

This sword is three feet seven inches long and one inch seven inches wide. The sword body is slender, like a girl in ice and snow. It is slim and graceful, but it is too dazzling.

Only a silver thread can be seen on the edge of the sword, but the silver thread is extremely cold, as if it will be cut into pieces just by looking at it... But the sword is surrounded by cold air, and a wolf howl can be heard faintly .

"Shut up, shut up!" Zhang Han yelled madly, "What do you know, little dragon? He is a literati. He doesn't understand swords at all, let alone sword moves. He will die in my hands. That sword Nothing special at all!"

buzzing~~~
The Silver Dragon Sword was trembling, still resisting.

Zhang Han was furious instantly, "You don't understand, you don't understand!"

The true energy of the fallen demon poured into the silver dragon sword, and the silver dragon sword turned dark purple, exuding a rotten aura around it, and the dragon chant just now finally stopped.

"Hahahahaha, surrender, surrender to my power!"

……

opposite.

Zheng Fei's eyes were like water, and his face was calm.

Stepping across the ice step by step, and slowly stretching out his hand, the sword rose from the ground as if it had a spirituality, and flew towards Zheng Fei on its own initiative.

Holding the Cixiang sword in his hand, a cold feeling spread to his heart.

At the same time, a voice suddenly popped up from the bottom of my heart, "Brother Zheng..."

Zheng Fei's expression changed suddenly, and he turned his head quickly, and he really saw Wen Ji in Sona's arms with her eyes closed.

"Brother Zheng, don't be afraid, I am not dead, I am your sword spirit now!"

"Brother, very solemn, Zheng Fei could no longer calm down, deliberately suppressed his emotions and said: "Okay, I get it."

buzzing~~
The sword moves automatically without wind, as if responding to Zheng Fei's words.

Wen Ji's voice came from the bottom of my heart again, "Brother Zheng, I will not let you down, I will help kill all the people who deserve to be killed, and smooth out the injustice."

Zheng Fei nodded solemnly and roared, "Okay!"

"What's the matter, I'm going to chop you!" Zhang Han roared, his muscles soared to the extreme, he jumped up heavily, and slashed with his horizontal sword.

There was no move at all, and the silver dragon sword was chopped down vertically by him like a hatchet.

Simple and rude, but unavoidable!

When the strength reaches a certain level, there is no need for fancy sword moves to maintain it, only one chop, chop, and stab is enough!

Boom~~~
The smoke and dust rose, the wind danced wildly, and the branches exploded. With the sword mark as the center, everything exploded.

"Hahahahaha! Hahaha!" Zhang Han laughed wildly, "As I said just now, what kind of sword do you use as a literati, you are courting death, courting death, courting death!"

Click!

Zheng Fei on the opposite side slowly shattered and fell to the ground piece by piece, turning into shards of ice.

Zhang Han took a closer look. Where is Zheng Fei? It is obviously a phantom of ice sculptures.

It's that sword!

When Zhang Han realized that it was too late, Zheng Fei raised his sword and stabbed Zhang Han from behind.

The cold wind howled, the sword came out like a dragon, and the air suddenly became cold. It was an irresistible force.

"No way!" Zhang Han roared, and swung the sword behind him vigorously, "The same move can never succeed!"

clang~~~
The two swords collided violently, and sparks flew from blade to blade.

oooo~~~
There was a dragon cry, it was the roar of the flood dragon, and its blade had been broken.

But Zheng Fei was also having a hard time, and his tiger's mouth was instantly shaken out of blood.

[Anchor, come on, the anchor can't lose! 】

[Airplanes, rockets, or whatever, you can have whatever you want! 】

[Shut up, don't talk to anyone, I will kill his whole family if he talks! 】

Zheng Fei heard Wen Ji's painful moan.

The body of the sword is the habitat of Wen Ji's soul, and the collision of the sword body is the collision of soul and soul. Whether it is Jiaolong or Wen Ji, they will be injured!
But Zheng Fei couldn't withdraw his hand, because Cixiang Sword and Yinlong Sword were tightly sucked together.

"I'm going to fill you with festering true energy!" Zhang Han yelled fiercely, "A literati, a mere literati, dares to compete with me! Hahahaha!"

"Even if it's death, I will definitely pull you!" Zheng Fei was equally angry.

Zhang Han was furious, "I've heard this many times today, and those people who said it are already dead."

"I'm different from them." As soon as the words fell, the zhenqi in Zheng Fei's dantian quickly swirled and poured into the sword through the meridians of his whole body.

Zhang Han was slightly startled, because Zheng Fei also possessed true energy.

It turned out that he was not a mere literati, but a legendary sage and martial artist, no wonder, no wonder!
"It's useless, I'm rank 3 platinum, you're only rank 1 gold, the difference in strength is too far!" The purple festering qi was output crazily, and the collision of the two kinds of qi made Zheng Fei a little powerless.

However, Zheng Fei gritted his teeth and persisted, behind him were the helpless Sona and Wen Ji, no one could give up, he had to persevere!

"Brother Zheng, I won't give up, you have to work hard!"

"Of course I won't give up!"

Through the sword, Zheng Fei seemed to see Wen Ji struggling, and facing Wen Ji was an evil dragon, his eyes were full of hatred and resentment, and it wanted to devour everything.

"Wen Ji."

"Ah."

"I'll help you!"

Zheng Fei suddenly increased his strength, his dantian twitched crazily, and the aura poured into Cixiang sword like overwhelming mountains and seas.

Every time the true energy enters, Wen Ji in Cixiang Sword grows one inch, and every inch of true energy enters, Wen Ji grows one foot taller.

After just three breaths, Wen Ji was already like a giant, while the dragon on the opposite side was like an ant. It was clear at a glance who was superior and who was inferior.

Because, Zheng Fei and Wen Ji's minds are connected, they are human and sword in one!

"Give up, your intention is not to harm anyone." Wen Ji said to the dragon.

"Aw~~~" Jiaolong resisted, it's not that it doesn't understand, but it can't help it, "Aw~~~~~"

"In that case, then I will end you without pain." Wen Ji sighed.

"Ow!"

Jiaolong seemed to have given up resisting, and watched Wen Ji's big hand come towards him.

But at the last moment, Wen Ji stopped. She gently squeezed the silk dragon spirit with her big hand.

hum~~~
Boom~~
The Silver Dragon Sword exploded, and the fragments splashed around, and the surface of the fragments that flew out became dull, while Zhang Han was ejected tens of meters by the explosion.

Standing up again, the ice spread on Zhang Han's hands, and his entire right hand was frozen.

"What did you do to my sword!" Infusing true energy, melting the ice on his right arm, Zhang Han roared, "I...I'll kill you, I'll kill you!"

Zheng Fei stood proudly, his eyes extremely calm, "It's not what I did, but your sword that abandoned you!"

(End of this chapter)