This is true in theory, but how difficult it is to actually put it into practice. Not to mention that the Black Shadow Sword Corpse still doesn’t know how many arms it can grow again and how many duplicate black swords it can grow. Even the current two handles will be enough. It was said that Qingjun was completely unable to handle it. But with Qingjun's determined look, Su Xuan thought it was impossible to persuade him.
"Boy, sometimes you are very smart, and sometimes you are a fool!" The voice of the Ring Spirit came from the side. Su Xuan turned his head and asked in confusion: "Senior, if there is any way, please do it as soon as possible. illustrate!"
Su Xuan didn't want Qingjun to rush over and be absorbed by the black sword as nutrients. He was not only concerned about Qingjun, but also worried about his own situation. If Qingjun was gone, even if he had the suppression of blood, They were able to maintain a distance, but with the black sword's long-range tracking, Su Xuan's current state made it impossible to continue the stalemate.
"Boy, the black sword's ability to absorb is only for weapons made of ordinary minerals. Because natural minerals have a way of attracting and connecting to the internal forces in the human body, so the black sword's contact with the weapon is the same as contact with the human body. There is no difference at all, but your boy's two horned dragon and swallow feather swords are not made of ordinary minerals at all, but are special rewards given to you by your ancient emperor's bloodline. They do not belong to this world at all! So naturally they are not made of ordinary minerals. There is any danger of being absorbed!”
"Why didn't I think of that!" After receiving the news about the Ring Spirit, Su Xuan clapped his hands on his chest. The Horned Dragon and Wild Goose Feather Sword was one of the first rewards given in the ancient emperor's inheritance, and the rest were 'Gluttony' And 'Beast Transformation', and 'Gluttony', for Su Xuan, he has not yet fully understood what it is.
Su Xuan didn't hesitate at all, but he still needed to hide his clumsiness. Su Xuan slowly moved two steps so that his body was behind Qing Jun, who had already summoned the double-eyed white lion on his shoulders again.
"Brother, I have to trouble you to come with me again!"
Qingjun's thick voice was as steady as a mountain, and the half-figure beast on his shoulder, a white lion with two pupils, roared in a low voice, seeming to be responding to its host. Su Xuan, who was already standing behind Qingjun, seized any time and moved his hands towards The two sides stretched out, five fingers became claws, and the veins on his arms began to pop up. Unlike the previous situation where he could directly take out the two swords of Qiu Long Yan Ling in an instant, Su Xuan was still brewing this time.
After all, the horned dragon and wild goose feather swords are generated from the ancient emperor's bloodline in Su Xuan. As long as enough are mobilized, the power of the horned dragon and wild goose feather sword will become greater.
Qingjun stood in front of Su Xuan and said to him without looking back: "Brother Su Xuan, if you can find a chance, just go back to the palace and ask if you can find someone stronger than me. I may not be able to do it for the time being." If you get rid of that evil spirit immediately, you can at most pull out the people inside. I don’t know if it’s possible, but I need to try!”
As the expression on Su Xuan's face became more and more ferocious, the shapes of the originally illusory horned dragon and wild goose feather swords became clearer and clearer, while his face became paler and paler. There was no response from Su Xuan, and Qingjun could not control it. More, and the longer the delay, the more dangerous it is in his opinion.
Qing Jun was about to take a step forward when he heard Su Xuan's slightly weak voice coming from behind.
"Wait! Brother Qingjun!"
Qingjun turned his head and looked at Su Xuan, who didn't look very good on his face, and asked, "What's wrong?"
Su Xuan handed out the two horned dragon and wild goose swords with both hands and explained: "These two swords can prevent you from being absorbed by the black sword."
Qingjun took the two horned dragon and wild goose feather swords handed over by Su Xuan with both hands. The latter continued: "I don't know if Brother Qingjun will be a little uncomfortable in using it, but I only have these two weapons."
"It doesn't matter. I've used swords before, but for me, swords... are a little too light. It's better than bare-handed fists!" Qing Jun weighed it twice and slashed twice in the air. It was surprisingly smooth. There is not even the kind of light mineral specially used to make swords. Instead, it has a certain weight in the hand, and it does not look like it is swinging a branch.
"Brother Su Xuan, remember! Look for opportunities!"
"Understood!" Su Xuan nodded heavily, and Qingjun rushed out with the two horned dragon swords in his hands as he responded, shooting straight at the black sword corpse.
"Monster, I want to see what you are capable of!"
In just two breaths, Qingjun had adapted to the weight and texture of the two swords in his hands. However, he still did not change his habit of using it. He still used the knife to chop. However, Su Xuan clearly saw that the black sword corpse had nothing on it. There was even a look of ridicule on the shape's face.
The black shadow sword corpse originally had the idea of massacre and the violent murderous intention. The black sword resisted the sword corpse and walked towards Su Xuan, but now there was a person who rushed over to let himself vent. The corpse was naturally very excited, and the black sword hidden in the body of the sword corpse felt that the person who came was just an ordinary warrior, so he naturally let go of his control over the corpse of the sword, letting him use the body of the corpse to control himself. Attack with muscle memory of movement.
Qingjun and Sword Corpse were fighting with the sword corpse with three hands. Qingjun, who was in Zhixuan realm, could not use his internal power freely because of the black sword, so he could only rely on the hard power of his body to fight against Sword Corpse. Fortunately, Qingjun Having grown up in the harsh environment of the North, it was natural for him to be able to fight this kind of battle relying on his physical strength. With the addition of the forging and cleansing of the body by the internal power of the Zhixuan realm, Qingjun thought that he could do it. competent.
For some reason, Su Xuan always felt that something was wrong when he looked at the completely anti-human joint movements of the black sword corpse, but he couldn't explain it.
However, after Qingjun fought again and again, the gap that was still only 64 points before, Qingjun felt more and more that he was starting to slowly become stalemate. In the moment of two or three breaths, Jianshi and Qingjun had been in close combat for dozens of times. This time, at the very beginning, as soon as the black sword came into contact, he found that he could not absorb the inner strength of the stupid big man in front of him from the sharp blade. However, after being stunned for a moment, he was fully involved in the battle.
Qing Jun was in the middle of the game and didn't feel it. As a bystander, Su Xuan didn't see any details. Even a master like the Ring Spirit didn't notice any flaws.
However, as the number of fights increased, Qingjun's movements of swinging the sword with both hands became faster and faster, until Su Xuan saw only the afterimage of Qingjun's hands in the air.
