Chapter 112 The style of that sword

Wang Ji, who got the sword, is different from Wang Ji, who holds a knife. The sharp temperament can almost hurt people with eyes.

"I was careless just now. Now, you are qualified to be my opponent." The sword in Wang Ji's hand suddenly emitted white light, and even the air was blowing everywhere.

"It's almost pure sword?" Luo Tian looked at the scene below and said silently.

There are two kinds of sword awns. One is to use a large amount of real power to urge, and with a certain understanding of the sword, you can emit sword awn, but it is not so much a sword awn as the transformation of true power.

But the sword awn used by Wang Ji at this time is different. This kind of sword awn is almost stimulated by the sword itself. Although it only looks like a thin layer, it is more than ten times more powerful in power.

However, it is almost impossible for a non-real swordsman to emit this kind of sword.

"Nima, this is almost pure sword. How can you use it easily?" Luo Tian was surprised again. He dared to say that he was surprised by this teenager more times today than he has been in the past decades.

"It's almost pure sword. It is said that only the strong man who really understands the meaning of the sword can send it. But although this boy has touched the threshold, he is still a long way from really stepping into this field. How can he use it?

Luo Tian looked at Wang Ji's eyes and became even hotter.

The black eyes of the Monkey King looked at Wang Ji in front of him coldly, but he did not dare to take a step forward easily. Although the Monkey King had lost his mind, his fighting instinct was stronger. He suddenly felt that it seemed to be possible.

I will die...

But who is it? He is the Monkey King.

"Roar..."

The Monkey King looked up to the sky and roared in a strange voice. Suddenly, the black flame all over the body almost flooded all the skin on its surface. What Wang Ji could see at this time was almost a black flame.

Wang Ji didn't know what the Monkey King was thinking and what he was doing. He just looked at the Monkey King quietly and continued to condense his sword spirit. The milky white sword spirit is getting darker and darker, and it seems that the sound of two swords intersect can be heard in the air.

The black flame of the explosive monkey king permeated, and the surrounding explosive monkeys looked at their king with frightened eyes. Without being separated from the land and mountain seals, almost all the explosive monkeys retreated.

Wang Ji remained calm, but his heart couldn't help sinking: "You forced me."

Suddenly, the sword awn experience extended a few feet outward, and Wang Ji's forehead was also full of sweat.

"If you understand the meaning of the sword and want to kill you, how can it take so much effort?" Wang Ji felt that the sword in his hand was a little uncontrollable. If it hadn't been for the fact that the unity of other people's swords had reached a very high level, I'm afraid that the sword would have already flown away.

"P"

A crisp sound suddenly sounded next to Wang Ji's ear, which was almost inaudible, but in Wang Ji's ear, it was almost like the roar of a bomb.

"Bad, the limit of the sword is approaching." Wang Ji's heart thumped.

"If you use the sword to urge the sword, the power will indeed increase, but if the sword is used by the divine soldier, it will damage the sword until it bursts." Luo Tian thought silently that even if the sword he gave to Wang Ji was a good sword, he did not use a sword. How could he bring a real sword, let alone a magic soldier?

"No, it's still far away." Wang Ji felt the stronger and stronger momentum of the Monkey King in front of him. The more critical the situation was, the more calm he calmed down: "This move of Monkey is probably irreversible. Moreover, the power is absolutely above the prefecture level. However, there will be no shortage of preparations.

Wang Ji increased the urge of the sword, but the sword in his hand seemed to be protesting, making a continuous bang sound, and Wang Ji quickly slowed down.

"No, it's not enough to aggravate the output of the sword awn. Before I accumulate enough to kill its sword awn, its move is estimated to be ready." Wang Ji also thought silently in his heart.

"Although I use the secret method taught me by my grandfather, and I can use the realm of the unity of people and swords in advance to stimulate the sword, after all, it is not as good as using the sword spirit. So, what if I integrate this secret method with the real sword spirit to promote it." Wang Ji suddenly became clear that he had the meaning of sword, so it was obviously the act of buying crate and returning beads.

Under the gaze of all the explosive monkey and Luo Tian, Wang Ji closed his eyes. He never used his sword to urge the sword, but it did not mean that he did not know how to operate.

However, he has never had a sword spirit, but just touched the sword spirit. Therefore, Wang Ji can only rely on alternative methods to use the unformed sword spirit.

That is, to communicate with consciousness.

Wang Ji has already reached the realm of the unity of human swords and swords. The biggest sign of this realm is that people can communicate with the sword in their hands. Even if this sword has not yet been conscious, as the owner of the sword, he can deepen his tacit understanding with the sword and integrate his spirit with the spirit of the sword.

This is a process of quenching the sword, as well as a process of refining spiritual power. Wang Ji usually does the same, but the sword he uses is the one given to him by his brother Modi.

Originally, Wang Ji's spiritual power could not communicate with the sword so easily. After all, this sword cannot be called a peerless sword. For ordinary people, this is just a weapon caused by a pile of ore, but in the hands of the swordsman, this is life, like a stubborn stone.

However, in the process of Wang Ji urging its sword, it damaged its interior. It also let Wang Ji take advantage of the virtual, and his spiritual power was smoothly connected with the sword.

faintly, Wang Ji felt the painful idea of the sword and couldn't help sighing. He was a swordsman. Naturally, he was reluctant to damage the sword like this, but the strong enemy was on the side. Wang Ji could only sigh and tried his best to convey a trace of his understanding of the meaning of the sword to the sword.

In ordinary battles, it is naturally impossible to do this. Before Wang Ji's transmission is in place, I'm afraid he has been killed many times.

But at this time, Wang Ji formed a strange confrontation with the Monkey King. The Monkey King didn't know why he wanted to burn himself with a black flame, but he instinctively did so.

"Is it the instinct of a fierce beast?" It was also the first time that Luo Tian had seen such a black flame, such an explosive monkey king. He knows what this flame is, even if this kind of burning can greatly enhance the strength of the Monkey King. But in the past, I'm afraid that his rank will plummet. I'm afraid that even if this explosive monkey king survives, he will retreat to the later stage of the human level.

But Luo Tian is puzzled. Even if this sword light is triggered, it may not be able to cause him great damage. He is still preparing to go down and save Wang Ji at any time.

"Is there really any difference between this sword and light?" Luo Tian thought.

Wang Ji naturally won't say that if the Monkey King rushes up the sword just now, he can completely cut it twice, regardless of its strength. Because under his experiment, he found the weakness of the Monkey King, which is also its strongest place, that is, the black flame on his body.

There is no doubt that this black flame can heal itself, attack and assist. It is an absolutely powerful monster ability. However, the sword awn is its nemesis. If the quality of the black flame is high, it will be fine. If it is a little lower, it may lead to the fact that it is not the black flame devour the sword awn, but the devour the black flame.

At that time, it will not cause simple damage, but it is likely to die directly.

"Bang Bang..." The sword light in Wang Ji's hand suddenly became more pure, and the milky white color was almost impeccable.

But Wang Ji could no longer control it. The sword in his hand waved out directly and flew out with the sword in his hand. But Wang Ji's hand was always held high and his eyes were closed.

Naturally, it is not a heart-making sword, but the sword in his hand has not been broken.

The Monkey King opened his eyes at this moment, and his eyes hidden in the black flame stared at the flying sword. With a wave of his right hand, the black flame all over his body came out and blocked in front of the sword.

However, the milky white sword light is unobstructed to cut the black flame twice.

The hair color of the Monkey King turned purple again, and the black flame gradually disappeared into the air. A huge sword mark appeared between the Monkey King and Wang Ji, and behind the Monkey, which extended far away.

The top of the long sword is erected on the top of the sword mark, and the inch is broken and turned into powder.

The explosion monkey king also finally looked at the place covered by a haystil behind him with nostalgic eyes, and then looked at the implauded explosive monkeys with boundless eyes. He closed his eyes and shed a stream of blood and tears.