Li Yaoyao's hand had just reached within three feet of the Chengying Sword when she felt an invisible resistance preventing her from moving forward.
"Humph!" Li Yaoyao snorted, and concentrated her spiritual power on her left hand.
Li Yaoyao's strength is not bad. Although it was difficult, she still approached the Chengying Sword little by little. Finally, she held the hilt!
Li Yaoyao raised her eyes and glanced at Su Luo contemptuously, her chin raised high.
Su Luo glanced at her angrily: "If you have the ability, pick up the sword."
"That's right, isn't it just holding it? What's so great." Zi Yan helped.
Li Yaoyao squinted at the two of them with cold eyes, and then turned all her attention to her left hand.
However, her pride was beyond words.
Because, when she held the Chengying Sword, she did not feel the resistance and backlash of the Chengying Sword, as if the Chengying Sword belonged to her originally.
"Hmph, just pull it up, what's so difficult!" Li Yaoyao was full of confidence and self-confidence.
Everyone's eyes were fixed on Li Yaoyao's left hand.
"Li Yaoyao is so confident, maybe this Chengying will be taken away by her!" Luo Dieyi stomped her feet anxiously. If I knew earlier, she was the first to rush up.
"She took it away? Look carefully." In contrast, Luo Haochen was not so optimistic about Li Yaoyao.
At this time, Li Yaoyao was very confident in herself.
Li Yaoyao imitated Nangong Liuyun's unhurried and unrestrained attitude before, and she just pulled it out!
Then, her complexion suddenly changed.
Because that clear shadow sword, actually didn't move at all.
"Pfft—" Su Luo and Zi Yan laughed shamelessly.
Li Yaoyao was in a hurry. Clearly the clear shadow sword did not resist, how could it be unable to hold it
Li Yaoyao suddenly injected all the spiritual power in her body into the Chengying Sword, she couldn't believe it, she still couldn't pull it out!
However, what made Li Yaoyao collapse was that after her spiritual power was injected into it, the Chengying Sword seemed to open its bloody mouth and swallow her spiritual power in one bite.
"How is this possible?" Li Yaoyao's eyes widened in disbelief.
All the spiritual power she injected has disappeared
Li Yaoyao still doesn't believe this evil!
With a flick of her wrist, she suddenly injected a strong spiritual power, and then, the spiritual power continued to be injected.
From Li Yaoyao's point of view, this Chengying Sword will always be full at some point. The big deal is that she sacrifices a little first and feeds her.
However, what makes Li Yaoyao mad is that her spiritual power has been continuously poured into a stick of incense for a long time, and her spiritual power has been consumed by seven or eight, but... The Chengying Sword is still motionless and has no response. .
And her spiritual power was like a stream flowing into the vast ocean without causing any waves.
"It's impossible! Absolutely impossible!" Li Yaoyao was pale and dripping with cold sweat, but her palm still firmly grasped the hilt of the sword and was reluctant to let go.
Because once it is released, it means that she will no longer have the possibility of getting this clear shadow sword.
"Yaoyao, forget it!" Situ Ming cried out in distress when he saw that Li Yaoyao was shaky due to the massive consumption of spiritual power.
But Li Yaoyao ignored her, and still stubbornly poured the last trace of spiritual power into it!
At this time, sweat covered her whole face, soaked her dress, and even a little sweat on the ground...