Out of Nihility

"Hehe, Fang Jiang, it's okay. The square towel has internal Qi to protect her body. The water of the cold pool is not harmful to her, but it has great benefits." No one came to Fang Jiang's side, pressed his body forward and gently explained.

Having just finished, Fang Jiang was not completely relieved. The square towel over there had grabbed the handle of the sword and pulled the sword out of the big water tank.

The sword was drawn out of the water, and countless beads of pool water fell naturally from the sword body, so that there was no trace of water on the sword body, which was as smooth as a mirror.

"Jin Mei, how about this sword?" No one came to the square towel and asked, looking at the sword.

"Yes. Good. It feels great. It suits me very much. By the way, brother, what's the name of such a good sword? " Holding the sword, the square towel waved it gently and replied happily.

"Oh, really? Let me see. " As for the mention of the name, did you answer immediately, but the sword in the other party's towel became interested.

"Here you are." The square towel handed the sword to Wu you.

"Yin ~ ~ ~!"

No one took the purple sword. His left hand pointed to the body of the sword and flicked it gently. A crisp and pleasant sound of the sword appeared in the courtyard.

"Ha ha, listen to your voice." No one exclaimed.

In fact, he didn't understand the sword, but the sound of the sword made him very popular. With no body, he came to the open space on one side, stood with the sword, and felt the sword in his hand carefully.

After a while, Wu Qi lifted up his internal Qi and poured it into the sword body. The internal Qi did not encounter any obstacles on the sword body. It was very smooth as it came naturally.

Then Wuyou, with a surprised look on her face, cut gently from top to bottom towards the ground, and a white sword Qi came out and turned into a half moon shaped blade wave, flying towards Wuyou in front.

"Bang ~ ~!"

The blade wave flew to a mountain stone at a very fast speed. The mountain stone was divided into two and the incision was very smooth.

"Yes, yes, the whole body of this sword is purple. It belongs to sister Jin. Let's call it 'purple square'." Wuyou nodded with satisfaction, returned to the square towel and handed the purple square sword to the square towel.

"Purple square? Thank you, big brother. " The square towel looked at the purple square sword and said with a smile.

"Hehe, just like it. With the help of this sword, your power of light splitting shadow sword can match the power of the fourth realm of tiangan." No one smiled. The appearance of the purple square sword strengthened the safety of the square towel a lot.

"Jingle... Jingle... Jingle... Jingle..."

Just then, without any words, the tinkling sound of the old iron old fellow rang again. With this purple square sword in front, people are more looking forward to the second sword, especially Chi Xiaoqing can't wait.

Time is in the expectation of everyone, slow down

After half an hour, the old iron old fellow stopped. The second handle became the sword. Like the purple square sword, the second handle sword was exposed to its original appearance through the quenching of the cold pond water.

Like the purple square sword, the sword is three fingers wide and one meter long, except that the case and handle are a variant pattern of wind, like a hurricane, with one end connected to the body of the sword.

The body of the sword is cyan. On both sides are white blades with a width of half a finger. The rest are all pictures and pictures of the wind. There are breezes, gusts, gales and hurricanes. The exquisite body of this sword is composed of wind patterns.

"Brother, you can't favor one over the other. Try it quickly." Chi Xiaoqing took out the green sword from the cold pool water and handed it to Wu you.

"OK." No, I came to the open space again and felt it carefully. Different from the previous purple square sword, this green sword gives no feeling that it is materialized by a wind. On the body of the sword, the sound of the wind singing was faintly felt in the non-existent divine consciousness.

"Old iron head is the master of casting sword. The purple square sword and the green sword before it contain the spirit of thunder and wind. If I want to go further, I am afraid that the old fellow's old man said the magic weapon." No one looked at the green sword in front of him, and his mind couldn't help thinking of his previous life.

No one holds a sword. He recalls his past life and the old man's past in his mind, and his heart moves with his will. The green sword in his hand began to dance with the memory of nothing.

The nothingness divine sword in the body moves spontaneously under the guidance of the green sword, and dances unconsciously. Qi swords appear around, moving and dancing with the green sword.

The sword is like a green snake spitting out letters, roaring like the wind, and like a green dragon making trouble in the sea. It swims around. Sometimes it is as light as the wind blowing flocs. The body rises with the sword, and sometimes it is as sudden as lightning. The figure is like a fantasy, which makes the body like a pause picture. The figure occupies the whole open space frame by frame.

"This, what is this?" Feng Lingyun and Feng Lingxin, who are not familiar with Wuyou and have internal Qi, were stunned for a moment. Looking at Wuyou who wielded a sword at will in the field, they couldn't help exclaiming.

Wu you, who is in his own memory, was called back from his memory by the exclamation of the wind family sisters. The body slowed down and then stopped.

Then a sense of pleasure spread all over the body, and the operation method of "nothingness divine sword" in the body seemed to be more refined.

No one stood still and felt the operation of the "nothingness divine sword" in the body, and laughed: "ha ha, happy, really happy!!!" In this sword dance, the power of nothingness divine sword has increased by three points again. If the previous one is regarded as entry-level, it has now entered the stage of proficiency“ Xiaoqing, this handle is called "Qingchi." Wuyou turned around, gently stroked the sword with his left index finger and middle finger, and handed the sword back to Chi Xiaoqing“ next. Younger sister Jin Xiaoqing, let elder brother see the power of Guanghua shadow sword under the purple green twin swords. " Nothing said“ OK. " Chi Xiaoqing took Qingchi sword and square scarf and looked at each other. He moved gently. He came to the place where there was no sword before. He stood with the sword. The twin swords radiated a purple and a green light. He waved with the launch of the split light shadow sword technique. The purple light is gradually growing, and the sword Qi is like a shadow. The virtual and real sword light is constantly changing, which dazzles people's eyes; The green light suddenly appeared, and the small sound of wind singing sounded in the field. The same sword light that can't distinguish the reality from the reality appeared, just like the real illusion, people can't distinguish whether it is true or false. A quarter of an hour later, the thunder stopped and the wind stopped. This set of "light splitting shadow sword" opened everyone's eyes“ Good good‘ Once upon a time, there was a beautiful man named Gongsun, who danced in all directions with a sword. The viewer is as depressed as the mountains, and the world is low for a long time. Huo Ruyi shoots nine sunsets, and Jiao is like a group of emperors flying a dragon. It comes like thunder, and when you get angry, it's like the river and the sea condensing its light. " Now it seems that the swordsmanship of Jin Mei and Xiao Qing is no worse than that of Gongsun aunt in the poem. " No one exclaimed. But when he said nothing, he felt a strange look at him“ Uh? Why are you looking at me like that? Did I say something wrong? " No, I'm a little confused.