Wang Heng also drew out his sword after hearing this: "Since fellow Taoist refuses to leave, I have no choice but to ask you to leave."
"Then try to see if you have this ability."
Yun Miao also took out the long sword he selected from the Yun family's warehouse from his storage bag.
But at first glance, this dull thing was no match for the sword in Wang Heng's hand.
Yun Miao's eyes shone and she asked curiously: "What kind of sword is this?"
It has a faint cyan color and is very beautiful.
"Bumpkin, this is a middle-grade magic weapon that my master gave to my senior brother. It can't be compared with your rubbish magic weapon that is no better than an ordinary weapon."
Yun Miao looked at his own and saw that it was indeed garbage.
A middle-grade magic weapon. The golden sword in Feng Yuanlie's hand seemed to be a middle-grade weapon as well.
"Since it's so good, fellow Taoist, why don't we switch."
Yun Miao thought of a good idea.
"Shameless." Wang Heng was so angry that he immediately charged over with his sword.
Huang Shanzhen also said: "Senior brother, teach her a lesson."
Yun Miao didn't have time to reply, Wang Heng's sword had already rushed in front of him.
She blocked it with her sword.
When I dodged, my wrist was slightly numb.
This guy is so awesome.
"I thought you had something to rely on, but I didn't expect you to dare to fight for the spiritual fire even if you don't know the most basic swordsmanship."
With one strike, Wang Heng saw that Yun Miao didn't know how to attack with a sword at all, so he immediately relaxed and attacked fiercely again.
It's true that Yun Miao doesn't have any attack skills, but she has another ability.
Wang Heng's sword strikes were faster and fiercer than the last, and Yun Miao could only dodge in embarrassment. Fortunately, she had the improved Tengyun Step. Given her speed advantage, she could always dodge in the most dangerous moments.
"What kind of footwork are you doing to be so fast?"
Wang Heng realized something was wrong. Even the Qiu Shui Sect did not have such advanced footwork.
Of course Wang Heng has never seen it. This is Yun Juezhi's own footwork. Unfortunately, it has not been popularized yet, and it was lost with the disappearance of Yun Juezhi. It was not until Yun Miao a few days ago that under the guidance of Shi, he got it from under the bookshelf. Turn it out.
And even if the Yun family still has this footwork, it's still not as good as what she used.
This was modified by the boss-killer.
But Yun Miao had no time to answer, she was watching Wang Heng's every move intently.
Every starting position, every angle of swinging the sword, and the way the spiritual power operates.
"Learned."
Suddenly Yun Miaoteng turned around, increased his speed again, and said with a smile: "You were chasing me just now, now it's my turn to fight back."
She turned her wrist, and the sword in her hand gained momentum, and her attacks were no longer messy.
With one strike of the sword, Wang Heng was unprepared and was knocked back two steps.
Then Yun Miao's attack was like a violent storm.
In just one breath, the situation turned around. Just now, Wang Heng attacked Yun Miao, leaving Yun Miao unable to fight back, but now it was Wang Heng who was being suppressed and beaten.
"How is that possible? It was clear just now that you don't know how to do swordsmanship."
Then his expression changed with surprise: "No, you used Qiushui Sword Technique."
"So this is called Qiushui Sword Technique." Yun Miao nodded clearly.
Wang Heng was shocked and angry: "You are not a disciple of my Qiu Shui Sect, but you have secretly learned the skills of my Qiu Shui Sect. I will definitely report it to the sect and kill your soul."
In the world of cultivating immortals, the spells of each sect are secretly passed down by each family. They are not taught outside the family except between master and disciple.
If an outsider learns his own magic, he will definitely be hunted down. Only by killing the person can he ensure that the magic will not spread to others.
"Learning secretly." Yun Miao raised his eyebrows and said arrogantly: "I obviously learned it from you openly."
"When did I teach you?" Wang Heng said angrily.
Yun Miao said: "Isn't it just now? You showed it to me yourself."
"I was clearly competing with you just now, when did..."
In the middle of Wang Heng's words, he suddenly thought of something, as if a hand had strangled his neck and he couldn't make a sound.
Looking at Yun Miao's eyes again, there was not only shock and anger but also disbelief.
He was attacking Yun Miao just now, but Yun Miao took advantage of the confrontation between the two and learned the Qiushui sword technique.
No, it's impossible!
But the facts were right in front of him, and he knew it all too well.
When Yun Miao first started fighting, it was clear that he didn't know how to counterattack at all, but he learned it in an instant.
genius!
No, not even a genius can do that.
"Who are you?"
"You don't need to know who they are. In short, I am the one who defeated you."
Yun Miao's face darkened, and he swung his sword faster. Then he combined his sword technique with Teng Yun Step and struck a heavy blow. Wang Heng failed to catch it. In the next moment, Yun Miao's sword was placed across his neck.
"My skills are inferior to others, so I lost."
Wang Heng no longer had that anger at this moment, and his eyes still looked at Yun Miao in disbelief.
"Actually, you are quite powerful." Yun Miao smiled.
Indeed, this Wang Heng is a little worse than Feng Yuanlie, but he is much more powerful than Yun Siya. If she hadn't gained an extra ability after that epiphany, I'm afraid it wouldn't be Wang Heng's ability to fight alone today. opponent.
After all, they were both in the realm of Earth Spirit Masters. Wang Heng was still a high-level Earth Spirit Master, with deeper spiritual power than her, and he was also able to use Qiu Shui Sect's kendo techniques.
But who allowed her to inherit the skills of the metamorphosis clan, and she could run the skills at any time to replenish her spiritual power to cheat. And because of her epiphany, she could see through other people's attack trajectories and copy the Qiu Shui sword technique.
"But I'm more powerful than you." Yun Miao said the second half of the sentence.
Wang Heng:......
Although you have defeated me, this is the first time I have seen you so immodest and shameless.
"Kill if you want, but my junior sister is not involved. Please let her go."
After Wang Heng finished speaking, he closed his eyes.
This is the case in the world of cultivation. Sometimes failure means death.
Are you quite protective of your junior sister?
Yun Miao raised her eyebrows and said, "Who said I was going to kill you? I said, I just want to exchange a magic weapon with you."
The next moment, Yun Miao snatched the middle-grade magic weapon glowing with cyan light from Wang Heng's hand and threw the junk in his hand to him.
"This beautiful magic weapon is mine. We are destined to meet again."
After saying that, Yun Miao used Soaring Cloud Step and escaped quickly.
Just kidding, if she doesn't leave now, when the elders of the sect come, she won't be able to eat and walk around, and her life will be at stake.
When she was far away, she still touched the sword happily.
"But a piece of rubbish magic weapon is worthy of your love."
A voice of disdain came from his mind.
Yun Miao ignored the words that made her uncomfortable and said happily: "Master Killer, this is the first weapon I got through my own efforts. Of course I am happy."
Even if it is garbage, it is good-looking garbage.
Although it was stolen.
"Why don't you hurry up and leave a mark of your spiritual consciousness to identify the owner? You want the owner of this magical weapon to catch up."
I actually forgot about this, based on the information given by Shi.
Every magic weapon must recognize its owner, and there are two ways to recognize its owner.
One of them is the natal magic weapon. Generally, after reaching the golden elixir realm, monks will start looking for it. Once they find the magic weapon and identify its owner, they will be connected to the same life.
After that, as the monks advance, the magic weapon will also be improved. When it reaches a certain level, it will even produce weapon spirits.
But if the monk dies, the magic weapon will also self-destruct and become a useless weapon.
If the natal magic weapon is destroyed, although the owner will not die, he will be seriously injured. In serious cases, his realm will even regress.
Each monk can only have one natal magic weapon in his life, and that magic weapon will also be the monk's best weapon.
The second type is ordinary magic weapons, which can be used by simply identifying the owner and imprinting the mark with divine consciousness. If they are lost or destroyed, the monks will only have a little impact at most, and nothing will happen.
But because of the spiritual brand, the owner can also follow it and find it.
How could Yun Miao be willing to return the magic weapon that she had finally snatched?
Immediately, she hurried on and used her divine consciousness mark. When the divine consciousness covered it, there was a little resistance. This was left by Wang Heng, but as soon as she crushed it, Wang Heng's divine consciousness mark dissipated. The place left her mark.
"It's done. From now on, this magic weapon will be mine."
