Chapter 423 Mangfu Swordsmanship

Gan Ping is smiling bitterly. The people of Lingxiao Jianzong obviously have problems with their minds. If they visit other sects, they will have to treat them with fairy tea and fruits. When they come to Lingxiao Jianzong, they can't help but say that they have to compete with people. How can they take action? As if to see Gan Ping's hesitation, the sword shouted fiercely, "The man stands between heaven and earth and kills decisively. How can he be such a mother-in-law? No one knows the fate of life and death. This is the fighting rule of my Lingxiao Sword School. Ganping boy, you have to remember it!"

Gan Ping was shocked by the oncoming murderous intention. The ordinary-looking iron sword 76 on the opposite side exuded a trace of danger, and the endless murderous intention was pouring towards him. Sword Seventeen is right. If it is true that the sword comes from life and death, the iron sword seventy-six in front of him is obviously shocked and launched with all his strength. Under the action, it must be like thunder and fury, and it is out of control.

The threat from life made Gan Ping put down his last trace of concern and slapped him on the back, and the sword had been held in the palm of his hand. Looking at Gan Ping's solemn face and the looming sword glittering on his body, Jian Seventeen nodded secretly. Obviously, this boy is not a straw bag, but there are two brushes. Just looking at the sword, it is quite extraordinary, and the sword spirit is also extremely strong, but it can be regarded as a character.

However, Gan Ping, who was locked by the iron sword seventy-six, did not notice the small movements of the sword seventeen. All his new gods have been immersed in the meaning of the sword. The mountain sword was almost destroyed in the battle of Luo Zhenfang that day, and after returning to the sect, Gan Ping re-refine the sword again. From the treasure in the Fairy Palace of the Water House, there were several sword blanks, which surprised Gan Ping.

This sword blank refining flying sword has been lost in today's immortal world. It is said that the ancient chemist only refined one sword blank, and then put it in his own Dantian to warm up, just like ten years of pregnancy. It has been warmed and refined for hundreds of years, and it was not until the mind was connected that he began to refine it. And the flying sword practiced in this way can't help but connect with his mind, and it is even more indestructible to cut the mountains and sea. Although Gan Ping has no time to warm up the sword billet, he can refine the sword billet like his own sword.

In Ganping's collection, there are flying swords with several handles and so on the same level, and there are also several handles that have ranked first-class, but after all, they are not refined by themselves, and the fit with their own hearts and gods is still too bad. It's not as good as this mountain sword. At present, although the grade of the re-refined mountain sword has not been improved, the degree of tenacity has been greatly improved.

A simple magic weapon-level mysterious soldier, and his cultivation is not the peak of the golden elixir, but why does this iron sword seventy-six stand in front of him, but he has a sense of oppression? Since it was agreed to compare the sword, Gan Ping was embarrassed to release the Guiyuan Xianshan map to protect himself. After all, if he really released the Guiyuan Xianshan map and Daxumi Lingguangzhan, he would stand here and let him attack, and he would not break through his defense.

At this time, the iron sword seventy-six suddenly moved, which was not the same as Gan Ping opening a big opening against the enemy and turning into a sword rainbow. The sword of the iron sword seventy-six turned into a virtual shadow all over the sky, but his eyes kept scanning Gan Ping's body, saying words in his mouth, and the remaining hand kept pinching. It seems to be calculating something.

A series of explosions came one after another, and the sound of the blades came. The tricky angle made Gan Ping a little confused. Every sword of the iron sword seventy-six was extremely strange, and the attack was its own empty door, which was difficult to protect, which made Gan Ping unable to stand it for a while. Oh, my God! A tearing sound of cloth came, but it turned out that a corner of Gan Ping's clothes had been cut off, which made Gan Ping very angry.

The moonlightly white gown on her body was sewn out by the little girl with a blue heart. She didn't know how much effort she had condensed and how much suffering she had suffered. Ma Linger's temperament jumped out, and Bi's tenderness made her cut people with a sword. If she was asked to sew clothes, it would be difficult for her to die. Only the little girl with a blue heart and a gentle temperament. Although she is not popular, it took a month to sew this long shirt with perseverance.

At this moment, Gan Ping still remembers the jade finger of the little girl who was poked with blood by the blue needle, and the expression of joy and happiness. Only the blue needle can sew this long gown of moon ice gauze. This treasure is sharp, and even Gan Ping dares not try it easily. This feeling is extremely heavy.

With a long roar, Gan Ping immediately walked straight to the middle palace with his sword! Perhaps his swordsmanship is full of flaws in the eyes of the iron sword seventy-six, but his strong cultivation is a real existence. He breaks through all methods with one force and suppresses it with this powerful strength. The murderous intention in his heart soared, and the Ling Meng's sword was stabbed out continuously, followed by the superimposed big sword formula.

At that time, the forehead of the iron sword seventy-six sweated. After all, it was only the peak of the golden elixir, and the flying sword in his hand was only six grades, and even the level of the magic weapon was not touched. However, the return sword in Gan Ping's hand is a solid second-grade Xuanbing. While waiting for the opportunity to defeat Gan Ping, on the other hand, he has to dodge the intersection of the two swords, which is really too difficult.

And the sword seventeen on the side frowned deeply. It was obvious that Gan Ping relied on his own cultivation to suppress the iron sword seventy-six with Xuanbing's sharp forehead. There was no need to persist in this sword. The two swords intersect, and the iron sword seventy-six holds his sword sadly. There has been a gap the size of a slap on the finger. This kind of sword cultivation is simply love for the sword, and he suddenly regrets it.

As soon as the light flashed by, it was Zhan Zhan's divine light in the seventeen eyes of the sword that separated the two. Don't compare, Iron Sword Seventy-six, you can practice by yourself!" He waved his hand and sent away the iron sword seventy-six with a painful face. Sword seventeen turned around and looked at Gan Ping. He forgot to take a look at the mountain sword in his palm and smiled coldly.

"Mangfu's swordsmanship, if the sword in the seventy-six hands of the iron sword could compete with you, you would have been defeated by him!" Gan Ping was slightly embarrassed, and he knew that what he had just done was indeed not authentic. He looked like punching the master to death, which was extremely ugly. Like you, why do you have to use a flying sword? Wouldn't it be better to cut it with a big axe? He ridiculed Gan Ping, and Jian Seventeen turned around and walked back. "Come with me. The iron sword seventy-six just now is just the most basic method of calculating swords, which will force you to be in a hurry. It seems that you really need to hone hard!" While talking, there was a trace of coolness in the resolute voice.

After swallowing his saliva, Gan Ping quickly put away the mountain sword and quickly followed up. Before his trip, the master Mo Lianfeng had told himself that he would definitely learn a world-shaking swordsmanship in this lonely mountain, but seeing the attitude of the sword seventeen, he seemed to be a little difficult.