"Your sister actually gave you the Tingyu Sword!"

Yin Luoxia, who was shaving ice, was attracted by the attention and immediately recognized the Tingyu Sword.

"Is this sword very famous?"

Lei Wujie didn't quite understand. What kind of reputation can a sword that cannot be pulled out have? Maybe it's all embroidered inside.

"It's also very famous, it's better than my original Xiaying Sword."

Yin Luoxia estimated that Fengya's four swords in Jianxin Tomb should be stronger than her Xiaying Sword and in all aspects.

Whether it is the strength of the sword body, the sword spirit, or the power of the heavenly way it contains, it must be stronger.

Moreover, it was the sword that Li Hanyi used when she was young, but she didn't expect to hand it over to Lei Wujie.

"The Tingyu Sword was cast by your grandfather. It is a heart sword. You need to get its approval to pull it out, otherwise it will not be pulled out."

To give an explanation, Yin Luoxia once tried the Tingyu Sword with curiosity, but it was indeed difficult to pull it out.

"It's hard to pull it out? I'll give it a try!"

Tian Hao became interested and absorbed the Tingyu Sword into his hand, pinched the hilt of the sword with two fingers, and then...

“Buzz…”

After a wailing cry, the sword of Listening to Rain was unsheathed.

"It doesn't seem to be difficult."

He pulled out the Tingyu Sword, inserted it back, and then pulled it out again, and still enjoyed the silkyness, Tian Hao was quite puzzled.

This thing seems to be really not difficult.

"I'll try, I'll try!"

Sikong Qianluo put down the ice basin in his hand, took the Tingyu Sword and tried it, and after another wailing cry, he was pulled out happily.

"It seems like there is a little resistance."

After trying again, Sikong Qianluo vaguely sensed a little resistance.

After that, others also tried it. Anyone who cultivated a special physique could easily pull out the Tingyu Sword, which made Ye Ruoyi and others not succeed shortly after they entered the sect.

After a walk, he finally turned back to Lei Wujie's hand.

The huge hand held the scabbard, and the thumb bounced on the sword grid. After a faint cry of sorrow, the sword body was unsheathed again.

"So that's how I pulled it. I was afraid of breaking the sword body before, so I didn't dare to use force."

The right arm that barely recovered to the size of a normal person's arm held the hilt of the sword. Lei Wujie suddenly realized and was immediately in trouble.

"What did my sister do for me this sword? I don't practice swords, and it's too small."

I don't understand, and I really can't understand my sister's intention.

"That sword wasn't so drawn!"

After a long speechless period, Yin Luoxia didn't know what to say.

I didn't expect that the sword of the rain could be so pulled. I'm afraid that King Li Su would cry when he saw it.

"The swords at Jianxin Tomb are very special. They need a special state of mind to recognize the master and pull out the sword. In the end, they can even combine the sword.

You need a reason to draw your sword, a reason that resonates with the Sword of Tingyu.”

With a patient thought, Yin Luoxia didn't want to be like the bright pearl of the rain sword to fall into the darkness.

If Lei Wujie really pulls it out like this in the future, the sword spirit will collapse.

"Reason to draw the sword?"

As if thinking, Lei Wujie inserted his sword body back into the scabbard, and only regenerated to the size of an adult's arm to hold the hilt of the sword, thinking about changing his sister's fate and death disaster. Sure enough, that resistance disappeared and the sword body was slowly pulled out.

Then……

"What's the use of this? I don't practice swords."

Lei Wujie is quite disgusted. He has enough Tiangang nuclear explosion fist to practice, so how can he have the time to practice swords?

"Maybe your sister felt the sword intent in your heart and gave it to you!"

Yin Luoxia had some speculations, and she also sensed a sword intent from Lei Wujie. It was obvious that she had practiced swords before. I think it was because of this that Li Hanyi handed over her sword from her youth to Lei Wujie.

It's a heritage!

While speaking, two figures followed Shilong to the Xuanbing Platform. It was Tang Lian and Song Yanhui.

But seeing everyone holding the bowl of shaved ice, Song Yan couldn't help but twitch.

This style of painting is too disrespectful!

After Song Yan, who was wearing a golden suit, came back, Yin Luoxia's eyes locked on him.

This man is finally here!

Song Yanhui naturally felt Yin Luoxia's eyes, but she didn't dare to look at them.

Because he could not give Yin Luoxia any promises or results, especially when Yin Luoxia joined Xueyue City, it was even more impossible for them.

Let alone him, no one in Wushuang City will agree.

A marriage that cannot be blessed by others is destined to be unhappy, not to mention that he cannot let go of Wushuang City and let the older generation suffer.

"Brother Sikong!"

Song Yan nodded to Sikong Changfeng, and then his eyes fell on Tian Hao, who was sitting on the same level as Sikong Changfeng.

"You are the reckless man?"

His eyes were sharp, and Song Yanhui did not agree with this person.

No matter how powerful you are, you cannot poach others without martial ethics.

Wushuang is the future of him and Wushuang City!

"I am!"

He smiled and nodded. Tian Hao still admired Song Yanhui very much. He was a man with a strong career and this was the real man.

It is much better than those things that are directly involved in love disasters or even emotional injuries.

"Your Excellency is such a person, is it too despicable to force Song's disciple?"

Song Yan replied and asked in a cold voice, very unhappy about it.

Very unhappy!

"Master, please fight with your disciples. If your disciple and junior brother win by chance, please allow your disciples to officially join the disciples."

Lu Yuzhai, who was resting with his eyes closed beside him, opened his mouth and went straight to the topic.

He knew that the gentleman was generous on the outside but was actually a petty and very small person.

If you really want your master to offend and think about it, it will be a disaster for the entire Wushuang City.

"Yu Zhai?"

Hearing the familiar voice, Song Yan turned her head and looked, her mind instantly blank.

That thing is his own disciple?

What's going on?

I haven't seen each other for only a few months, why is my eldest disciple no longer a human being?

In addition to the head, the remaining body parts seemed to be replaced as a whole, and they also wore heavy armor like a city wall.

Is this really a personal one?

"The disciple has found a way to revive the unparalleled city. I hope to gain the recognition of my master today!"

Standing up, Lu Yuzhai looked determined.

After seeing everything about Xueyue City with his own eyes, he felt the flaws of Wushuang City even more. If no change is made, Wushuang City has no future at all.

Not to mention that the gentleman made a move in Xueyue City, and even created a method to shape the sword immortal in batches.

It can be expected that Xueyue City will definitely be the true number one in the world in the future.

They are already too far behind in Wushuang City, and he cannot let Wushuang City fall behind in more ways.

If you want to make changes, you must start with your master Song Yan.

"You have indeed become stronger, but you are still far from winning the sword of your master!"

Feeling the determination of the eldest disciple, although Song Yanhui didn't know what was going on with Lu Yuzhai, he understood that there must be a battle today.

He wanted to see how much this disciple grew up and actually made him do such a traitor.

"Disciple understands, so he doesn't want to defeat his master, he just wants to open the way for Wushuang Junior Brother!"

When Lu Yuzhai pulled out the Overlord Sword and Spear inserted on the Xuanbing, he did not hesitate at all. The thunder and masculinity burst out, and the overlord's combat body was blessed and his physical fitness was taken to the next level.

"Master, please take a shot from my disciple!"

Lightning flashed on his body, and Lu Yuzhai attacked decisively.
Chapter completed!