Because of the entry of the sword spirit, Murong Zhan suddenly felt that the black sword in his hand was much heavier. A sword spirit that suits him will make the sword more flexible, while an unsuitable sword spirit will turn a sharp sword into a blunt sword.
Murong Zhan's movements were a beat slower, but he couldn't drive the sword elf out of the black sword, so he could only continue to fight the white-clothed sword spirit with the much heavier black sword.
The moves of the white-clothed sword soul were fast and sharp. The swordsmanship was something he had never seen before.
Clang—
The two swords, one black and one white, collided in the air, and Murongzhan circulated his spiritual power to increase the power of the black sword.
The black sword does not seem to be a sharp sword. At first glance, I thought it was an inconspicuous iron sword, but the moment he exchanged swords with the white-clothed sword soul in the air, the sword light suddenly appeared. Although there is no sword soul, it seems to have Soul of the sword is average.
No, there is a completely useless sword elf in his current black sword.
"Ah... why did you throw me out again!" With the appearance of the black sword sword energy, the sword elf was thrown out again.
"You won!" The sword soul in white retracted his sword, indicating that Murong Zhan deliberately passed his level.
If you want to have a sword soul, you must first have sword power, and Murong Zhan's black sword already has enough sword power.
The sword moves lightly and erratically, it can be seen that Mo Rongzhan already knows how to use the sword as a gesture.
Murong Zhan looked at the white-clothed sword soul suspiciously, but he had already disappeared before his eyes.
"Look, look, luckily I got into your sword, so you can have such powerful sword power." The sword elf couldn't wait to come over to claim credit.
"Don't enter my sword casually." Murong Zhan said coldly, "You are not my sword soul."
The sword elf shouted, "I think you are the master I have been waiting for for a long time. This black sword is very suitable for me."
"If it fits, you won't be thrown out." Murong Zhan felt that his sword was repelling the sword spirit.
"That's because I haven't practiced yet. When I become a sword soul, I will be able to merge with your sword." The sword elf said seriously. It has been waiting for so many years, and only this sword is suitable for its existence. Before... Although it can't remember how long ago, someone came to Sword Mountain, and it also entered other people's swords, but it will feel uncomfortable all over, and it is not suitable for it to practice at all.
After finally encountering a sword that makes it feel comfortable, it must follow.
Mo Rongzhan shook his head, rejecting the sword spirit, "I don't need you."
"You need mine." The sword elf just followed him, "You will meet a lot of sword souls, it's not easy to go to the sword master mountain, and there is only one sword master in the sword mountain."
"Could it be that you can still defeat those sword souls?" Mo Rongzhan asked lightly.
The sword elf puffed up his cheeks, and his already round cheeks became rounder, like a ball of white balls, "Didn't I help you win Sword Soul just now?"
Mo Rongzhan didn't even look at it, and walked forward.
Just now it was clear that this thing was thrown out by the sword qi, so it was not that it defeated the sword soul for him.
"Hey, wait for me." Seeing Murong Zhan leave, the sword elf hurriedly chased after him, "You haven't told me, what's your name? We will get along well in the future, and I can't even mention your name." I don’t know. Speaking of which, I think you look a little familiar. I seem to have seen you somewhere. Have you been to Jianshan before? Hey, don’t go so fast, wait for me, there is Jianshan The mountain gate is not so easy to enter..."
Mo Rongzhan left the sword elf behind him, feeling that it was too noisy.
The sword elf hurriedly followed, "Wait for me."
There was no white-clothed sword soul blocking it, and there was an extra bridge over the pool. Murong Zhan had just stepped onto the bridge, and he was already on the opposite side of the pool. A mountain gate appeared in front of him, and a man in black stood in front of the mountain gate.
"Wow!" The sword elf pounced on Murong Zhan's back and whispered, "This is the black sword soul, you may not be able to beat it, let's go, don't go looking for the sword master, I'm enough for you. "
"I want to borrow the way, please excuse me." Mo Rongzhan bowed his hands, saluted first, and then fought, he knew that he would have to fight a battle before he could enter.
"Please shine the sword." The voice of the black-clothed sword soul was low, and his whole body looked like a sword hidden in a scabbard, completely invincible.
The more you can't see through, the more you have to be careful.
Murong Zhan would not underestimate the enemy, he clenched the black sword in his hand.
"You...you really want to fight." The sword elf yelled nervously.
Two black figures have met in the air.
The sword spirit of Black Sword Soul is fierce, and the air seems to flow with his sword.
Sword Qi is vertical and horizontal!
Murong Zhan was secretly startled, he had never seen anyone whose sword energy could reach such a level.
"Do you want me to help you?" the sword elf asked.
"Stay away from me." Murong Zhan said coldly, this ball will not increase his sword energy, it will only make his sword energy unable to be used.
The sword elf hugged Mo Rongzhan's sword, "Without me, you can't beat it."
"Get lost!" Mo Rongzhan avoided a burst of sword energy, trying to throw the sword elf out.
"I'm helping you." The sword elf said confidently.
Mo Rongzhan felt that the black sword was heavier than before, he could only inject more spiritual power into the black sword, and the blade was slightly hot.
boom-
The sword energy of the black sword soul rushed to the stars, and it fell on Murong Zhan's sword like a sunbow
Murong Zhan only felt a numbness in his palm, and he almost couldn't hold the hilt of his sword.
Such a powerful sword energy!
"You don't even have sword energy, how can you go into the mountains!" said the black-clothed sword soul in a deep voice.
Mo Rongzhan glanced at the black sword soul, and clenched the black sword in his hand.
"How do you know that I don't have sword energy!" Holding the hilt with both hands, he poured spiritual power into the sword. His black sword has the aura of Ling Tian, but because of the mass of things lying on the blade, it looks a little weak point.
I don't know if it was his illusion, but when he filled the black sword with spiritual power, the sword elf seemed to be absorbing his spiritual power at the same time, and it disappeared into his sword again.
boom-
The sword qi soared to the clouds, as if wanting the mountains with anger.
It is no less than the aura of the sword just like a rainbow.
Black Sword Soul took a few steps back to avoid Murong Zhan's sword energy.
"Good sword energy!" Black Sword Soul said in a deep voice, turning his body expressionlessly, "Please come in."
Mo Rongzhan withdrew the black sword and bowed to the soul of the black sword.
Whether they met the sword soul in white or the black sword soul in front of them, they didn't mean to hurt him, they were just testing his sword power and sword energy.
It seems that to enter Jianshan, you need to go through a lot of tests.
Murong Zhan walked into the mountain gate and suddenly felt a little weird. Looking around, he remembered that the ball hadn't been thrown out this time.
Is it already integrated with his sword
impossible! He already has a sword master, how could he accept another sword soul.
What's more, it's just a sword elf who hasn't practiced yet.
Mo Rongzhan flicked the blade lightly, and the sword elf rolled down like a ball.
"Ah, it's so comfortable." The sword elf burped while touching his chubby body.
It has been a long time since I absorbed so much spiritual energy.