Chapter 162: Horror Flying Sword

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"Squeak ..."

The little fox removed the sword box from the hands of Sanqing Dao, and then squeaked, gesturing, so that Zhang Bin put the body of Sanqing Dao into the space ring.

"Xiaoqian, go to the earth for peace, or bury him?"

Zhang Bin sighed.

The little fox did not agree, shaking her head again and again with tears in her eyes, and she also made a lot of inexplicable gestures, it seemed to say that the leader of Sanqing Dao can still survive.

This is of course a good wish of a child.

Zhang Bin couldn't bear it, but put the body of Sanqing Dao into Fengjie.

Anyway, the body of Sanqing Daolong is not decayed and lifelike, no different from living people.

Obviously, the Sanqing Dao practiced to the Jindan realm or higher before his lifetime, and his body can never be corrupted.

"Where did your mother go? Are you still alive?"

Zhang Bin asked the little fox curiously again.

The little fox shook his head again and again, his face sad and sad.

Obviously she did not know where her mother had gone, or that her mother had died.

However, without seeing the body, Zhang Bin had no way to determine whether the mother of the little fox was dead or missing.

However, Zhang Bin did not get to the bottom and wanted to take the sword box to see what it was. However, the little fox refused to look back nervously.

He just gave up and took Zhenyuandan to practice hard.

A month later, he finally refined all the 100 Zhenyuan Pills, and also refined a lot of spirit water.

Therefore, his true energy in Tan Tanaka is much stronger.

"Hahaha ... In just one month, I have practiced to the middle of the Qihai Realm."

Zhang Bin laughed excitedly, and practiced to the middle of Qihai Realm, which means that as long as he accumulates the amount of Danqi's current Qi, he can practice to the peak.

Therefore, his progress is incomparable.

He tested it carefully, and his strength has really been greatly improved. His punching power has reached 7 cattle, and his speed has reached 70 meters per second, that is to say, his speed has reached 250 kilometers per hour.

Mental power is also rising, and he can slowly let 15 kilograms of stones fly in the sky. After all, in addition to the Aoki longevity tactics, he is also working hard to practice the net heart.

The little fox cheered with joy and brought the treasured sword box to Zhang Bin.

"How can I show it now?"

Zhang Bin was puzzled, took a closer look, and released his mental power into the sword box.

There was a surprised look on his face, because there was a sword in it.

But it is too small, only as big as bamboo leaves, only about two millimeters thick, and there is no sword handle.

Both ends are sharp and sharp blades.

Snow white ice cold, extremely sharp.

"Isn't this a flying sword?"

Shock and ecstasy appeared on Zhang Bin's face, and his heart thumped.

During this period of time, he has been reading the classics left by Sanqing Dao.

Among them is a book of refining tools, which clearly explains how to refine the flying sword, of course, there are also secret methods of refining the flying sword.

There are some differences between the earth monk's refining tool and the method of refining the flying sword and the basalt star.

Suddenly Zhang Bin suddenly realized that the reason why the little fox did not let him touch the sword box in the past was because he didn't know how to refine the flying sword, which was very dangerous.

Because the flying sword is too sharp, if you infuse infuriatingly, it is easy to cause disaster, and it is possible to shoot your own head.

"Xiaoqian, thank you, you are really my good baby."

Zhang Bin said gratefully.

The little fox's face showed a faint smile and a shy look.

Without any delay, Zhang Bin carefully took the flying sword out of the sword box, dripped blood on the sword first, and then he began refining according to the refining secrets written in the book.

His spiritual power also entered Feijian with the blood.

Don't look at this is a flying sword that is as big as two bamboo leaves and as thick as two millimeters, but the internal space is very large, densely packed, and layer by layer, too complicated.

This is why the flying sword is so sharp and why it can fly at high speed.

Zhang Bin's spiritual power finally found a white jade-like stone tablet, activated the recognition of the main formation method on the stone tablet, and used a special method to leave a trace of his own spiritual power.

In this way, it is tantamount to confessing the Lord. The flying sword has his spiritual power and his breath, so only he can command and drive.

When his mental strength withdrew from Flying Sword, Flying Sword had undergone a bizarre change, releasing a fiery white light with a terrifying edge.

The tip of the sword also spit out light and shadow like a snake tongue.

This is only the lowest-quality flying sword, which cannot be put into Dantian, so it must be put in the sword box.

However, even the lowest-quality flying swords can only be refined by Yuanying monks. In this age, there are few monks who can practice to Yuanying, and naturally there is no way to refine even the lowest-quality flying swords. Sword, therefore, Zhang Bin got a flying sword, which can be regarded as bad luck.

"go with……"

Zhang Bin shouted suddenly.

Feijian immediately lit up a bright light, and at the same time madly devoured Zhang Bin's spiritual power.

Then Feijian burst out.

Swish ...

When the cold light flashed, Feijian went to the opposite side of the canyon, puffed puffedly through the five trees with thick and thick arms, flicked again, flew back, and returned directly to the sword box.

"God, it's too fast, it's terrifying."

A shocking color appeared on Zhang Bin's face, "TuTu, how fast is the flying sword?"

"Master, the speed is two kilometers per second." Tutu replied.

"Two kilometers per second, isn't that 7,200 kilometers in an hour?"

Zhang Bin was completely dumbfounded, and his tongue almost bit off.

He knows that the speed of sound is 340 meters per second, and the initial speed of the most powerful sniper rifle is more than 800 meters per second, but just now Tutu is talking about the average speed of the flying sword, and it has penetrated a few big trees.

Who can avoid such a terrible speed?

It is estimated that only monks in the Jindan realm can resist, and monks in the liquefied realm can definitely not resist.

From now on, can I not walk sideways? As long as I do n’t encounter the monk of the Golden State, I am invincible.

At this moment, his heart was full of joy.

However, when he found himself dizzy and drowsy, the joy in his heart was reduced by half.

Because of this situation, his energy was exhausted with a single blow.

In other words, he uses flying swords and has only one blow.

However, Han Tie, the master of iron swordsmen, is enough.

"Now, it's time for me to take revenge out of the mountain, otherwise, I really think my teacher is out of ..."

Zhang Bin's body exploded with ice cold murderousness. He practiced here for another day. After his mental strength was completely restored, he set off ...