Start a system: I will carry the family to the fairyland
Chapter 35 Li Xiao Zhiwei
"Boy, what is in your hand, the sword pill?"
Zhao Ying looked a little excited.
In this Yicheng.
Most people don't know what a sword pill is.
Zhao Ying also learned about it from an ancient book.
Jianwan is not like Feijian.
After the flying sword is refined, it is basically qualitative, and its power and toughness will not change.
But this sword pill is different.
The materials for refining Jianwan are extremely complex and require many specific processes.
At the same time, when refining the sword pill, you don't need very good materials, as long as you can successfully refine it.
A successfully refined sword pill has a very special function.
That is, it can absorb other metals for its own use, thereby evolving itself.
Therefore, you can understand that the potential of a sword pill is endless.
Of course, this is the result of no experiment by the ancient monks, just a guess.
After layers of experiments by the monks.
It was discovered that Jianwan also has a limit.
The better the material used for the sword pill, the higher the upper limit of improvement.
This discovery left everyone speechless.
I have such good materials, can't I just make an awesome magic weapon?
Do you have to make a sword pill and let it devour metal to evolve slowly?
The effect of the final evolution may not be as good as the magic weapon made.
This is more tasteless than chicken ribs.
In the end, Jianwan was completely removed from the list in the refining revolutions again and again.
Today, sword pills still exist, but there are very few people refining them.
But now.
What did he see?
An extremely powerful sword pill.
He can be 100% sure that the material used for this sword pill is a high-grade material.
Otherwise, he wouldn't have pierced his own talisman with one blow lightly.
My own luck is too good.
"Young man, as long as you hand over the sword pill in your hand, I can let you live. Do you think it is possible?"
Zhao Ying knew that if the owner of the sword pill could not take the initiative to hand over the sword pill, then after the master of the sword pill died, it would also explode.
I can only fool this kid into handing over the sword pill first, and then kill him mercilessly after he hands over the sword pill.
Li Yun was dazed.
The old boy who was beaten to death just now changed his expression and looked at himself apologetically.
As if he had become his benefactor?
The most outrageous thing is that this old boy really stopped the rhythm of attack.
"What you said is true? Then you come closer to me and swear, I will give it to you."
Li Yun resorted to tricks, trying to trick him to his side.
"Okay, I hear you."
Zhao Ying really got down from the sand dune and walked towards him.
However, when he reached a distance of thirty feet, he stopped.
He estimated the time for his reaction and the time it would take for him to exhale his sword qi, and finally calculated that this position is relatively safe.
Originally, he was going to stop at a distance of 50 feet, but considering that this kid was difficult to deal with, he took a few steps forward.
"Just here, you kid can start."
Zhao Ying said via voice transmission.
"I'll pass on your mother's head!"
Li Yun knew that this was his last chance, so he put on the magic amulet and ran towards Zhao Ying quickly.
Taking advantage of this opportunity, he swung his second sword.
"You boy, fortunately I was prepared."
Zhao Ying drew out the blue flying sword again and slashed forward. While retreating extremely quickly, he turned sideways to the right.
Jian Qi was slightly blocked by Fei Jian, and then moved towards Zhao Ying's body strangely, only cutting off a piece of cloth.
It really is a good baby.
Zhao Ying once again felt the strength of Jianwan.
If he could obtain this sword pill, he would definitely be able to unleash a sword energy ten times wider, and the attack distance would be even more exaggerated.
In this way, in the Foundation Establishment Realm, who else can stop his footsteps?
Even the patriarch will not be his own enemy.
"That can only torture you until you obediently hand it over. You don't have to drink a toast, hmph."
Zhao Ying snorted coldly.
A strange gesture was made in the hand.
In the sand, countless black chains appeared, each of which ran towards Li Yun.
"This is the Sleepy God Lock. It's the first time I use it. You can try its power."
Zhao Ying sneered.
Li Yun was a little frustrated. This blow failed, and he had no chance of winning.
The galloping black chains were extremely hard.
He often needs to use several sand swords to break one.
But there are more than a hundred black chains flying all over the sky?
He didn't dare to use the last blow, because it was a decisive blow, and as long as he still had this sword, he still had the possibility of turning the tables.
He was tired of dealing with this black chain, and he almost got hit a few times.
There were many scars on his body, and blood covered his whole body.
Just when his spiritual power bottomed out and he was about to accept his fate.
A huge fiery red flying sword galloped forward, faster than the speed of sound, causing bursts of sonic booms, and the black chains all over the mountains and plains were cut off in an instant.
"He Fangxiao is young, how dare you bully my grandson like this? Come quickly and lead him to death!"
Li Xiao roared towards the sky, as if the entire sky was shaken by the roar.
Zhao Ying's pupils shrank.
Here comes the hard bone.
He had obviously set up a hiding circle.
How did this old man break the formation?
He looked towards the array eyes.
The few spirit stones in the eyes of the formation have long since turned into powder and dissipated in the air.
I was so focused on fighting that I forgot the passage of time.
The big thing is not good, although I have enough energy, but the talisman in my hand has been damaged, and my combat power has dropped greatly, so I may no longer be the old man's opponent.
I have to find the right opportunity and run away quickly.
As long as you don't die, you still have a chance.
"Who are you?"
Zhao Ying started talking to delay time, and then activated the random teleportation sigil in his hand.
"The one who killed you."
Li Xiao killed extremely decisively, he immediately summoned three huge flying swords.
"go."
The three flying swords rushed away at such a high speed that they produced a sonic boom again.
This kind of speed is no longer achievable by simple mid-stage foundation-building monks.
Unexpectedly, my grandfather also focused on practicing swordsmanship and was a swordsman.
The speed of flying swords of ordinary monks in the middle stage of foundation establishment can barely break through double the speed of sound.
Grandpa Li Xiao's flying sword was nearly twice the speed of sound, so fast that it was difficult for the naked eye to catch it.
"not good!"
Zhao Ying called out the talisman again, and the flying sword turned into a seal, blocking the fatal blow.
Zhao Ying's complexion became even more gloomy, and his talisman once again added new cracks.
If he gets hurt again, his talisman will be damaged.
He sacrificed a new sigil in pain.
This is a third-order sigil—Golden Spirit Seal, which can effectively block 10 attacks from monks in the late foundation establishment period and 50 attacks from monks in the middle foundation establishment period.
Needless to say, monks in the early stage of foundation establishment cannot be broken at all.
"Grandpa. Can you trap him?"
Li Yun said in a voice transmission, the cultivator who established the foundation is too flexible, or his own sword is enough.
"Oh, what are my grandson's plans?"
Li Xiao kept attacking the tortoise shell with his flying sword, and there were waves of ripples on it, but they couldn't be broken.
"Grandpa, you find a way to fix his figure, I have a trick that can kill him directly."
Li Yun was glad that he still left a blow.
If he had used this sword, then this Zhao Ying would definitely be able to run away.
This Zhao Ying is obviously using a teleportation array with a long casting time.
Can't let him run away easily.
"Okay, I'll try."
Zhao Ying looked a little excited.
In this Yicheng.
Most people don't know what a sword pill is.
Zhao Ying also learned about it from an ancient book.
Jianwan is not like Feijian.
After the flying sword is refined, it is basically qualitative, and its power and toughness will not change.
But this sword pill is different.
The materials for refining Jianwan are extremely complex and require many specific processes.
At the same time, when refining the sword pill, you don't need very good materials, as long as you can successfully refine it.
A successfully refined sword pill has a very special function.
That is, it can absorb other metals for its own use, thereby evolving itself.
Therefore, you can understand that the potential of a sword pill is endless.
Of course, this is the result of no experiment by the ancient monks, just a guess.
After layers of experiments by the monks.
It was discovered that Jianwan also has a limit.
The better the material used for the sword pill, the higher the upper limit of improvement.
This discovery left everyone speechless.
I have such good materials, can't I just make an awesome magic weapon?
Do you have to make a sword pill and let it devour metal to evolve slowly?
The effect of the final evolution may not be as good as the magic weapon made.
This is more tasteless than chicken ribs.
In the end, Jianwan was completely removed from the list in the refining revolutions again and again.
Today, sword pills still exist, but there are very few people refining them.
But now.
What did he see?
An extremely powerful sword pill.
He can be 100% sure that the material used for this sword pill is a high-grade material.
Otherwise, he wouldn't have pierced his own talisman with one blow lightly.
My own luck is too good.
"Young man, as long as you hand over the sword pill in your hand, I can let you live. Do you think it is possible?"
Zhao Ying knew that if the owner of the sword pill could not take the initiative to hand over the sword pill, then after the master of the sword pill died, it would also explode.
I can only fool this kid into handing over the sword pill first, and then kill him mercilessly after he hands over the sword pill.
Li Yun was dazed.
The old boy who was beaten to death just now changed his expression and looked at himself apologetically.
As if he had become his benefactor?
The most outrageous thing is that this old boy really stopped the rhythm of attack.
"What you said is true? Then you come closer to me and swear, I will give it to you."
Li Yun resorted to tricks, trying to trick him to his side.
"Okay, I hear you."
Zhao Ying really got down from the sand dune and walked towards him.
However, when he reached a distance of thirty feet, he stopped.
He estimated the time for his reaction and the time it would take for him to exhale his sword qi, and finally calculated that this position is relatively safe.
Originally, he was going to stop at a distance of 50 feet, but considering that this kid was difficult to deal with, he took a few steps forward.
"Just here, you kid can start."
Zhao Ying said via voice transmission.
"I'll pass on your mother's head!"
Li Yun knew that this was his last chance, so he put on the magic amulet and ran towards Zhao Ying quickly.
Taking advantage of this opportunity, he swung his second sword.
"You boy, fortunately I was prepared."
Zhao Ying drew out the blue flying sword again and slashed forward. While retreating extremely quickly, he turned sideways to the right.
Jian Qi was slightly blocked by Fei Jian, and then moved towards Zhao Ying's body strangely, only cutting off a piece of cloth.
It really is a good baby.
Zhao Ying once again felt the strength of Jianwan.
If he could obtain this sword pill, he would definitely be able to unleash a sword energy ten times wider, and the attack distance would be even more exaggerated.
In this way, in the Foundation Establishment Realm, who else can stop his footsteps?
Even the patriarch will not be his own enemy.
"That can only torture you until you obediently hand it over. You don't have to drink a toast, hmph."
Zhao Ying snorted coldly.
A strange gesture was made in the hand.
In the sand, countless black chains appeared, each of which ran towards Li Yun.
"This is the Sleepy God Lock. It's the first time I use it. You can try its power."
Zhao Ying sneered.
Li Yun was a little frustrated. This blow failed, and he had no chance of winning.
The galloping black chains were extremely hard.
He often needs to use several sand swords to break one.
But there are more than a hundred black chains flying all over the sky?
He didn't dare to use the last blow, because it was a decisive blow, and as long as he still had this sword, he still had the possibility of turning the tables.
He was tired of dealing with this black chain, and he almost got hit a few times.
There were many scars on his body, and blood covered his whole body.
Just when his spiritual power bottomed out and he was about to accept his fate.
A huge fiery red flying sword galloped forward, faster than the speed of sound, causing bursts of sonic booms, and the black chains all over the mountains and plains were cut off in an instant.
"He Fangxiao is young, how dare you bully my grandson like this? Come quickly and lead him to death!"
Li Xiao roared towards the sky, as if the entire sky was shaken by the roar.
Zhao Ying's pupils shrank.
Here comes the hard bone.
He had obviously set up a hiding circle.
How did this old man break the formation?
He looked towards the array eyes.
The few spirit stones in the eyes of the formation have long since turned into powder and dissipated in the air.
I was so focused on fighting that I forgot the passage of time.
The big thing is not good, although I have enough energy, but the talisman in my hand has been damaged, and my combat power has dropped greatly, so I may no longer be the old man's opponent.
I have to find the right opportunity and run away quickly.
As long as you don't die, you still have a chance.
"Who are you?"
Zhao Ying started talking to delay time, and then activated the random teleportation sigil in his hand.
"The one who killed you."
Li Xiao killed extremely decisively, he immediately summoned three huge flying swords.
"go."
The three flying swords rushed away at such a high speed that they produced a sonic boom again.
This kind of speed is no longer achievable by simple mid-stage foundation-building monks.
Unexpectedly, my grandfather also focused on practicing swordsmanship and was a swordsman.
The speed of flying swords of ordinary monks in the middle stage of foundation establishment can barely break through double the speed of sound.
Grandpa Li Xiao's flying sword was nearly twice the speed of sound, so fast that it was difficult for the naked eye to catch it.
"not good!"
Zhao Ying called out the talisman again, and the flying sword turned into a seal, blocking the fatal blow.
Zhao Ying's complexion became even more gloomy, and his talisman once again added new cracks.
If he gets hurt again, his talisman will be damaged.
He sacrificed a new sigil in pain.
This is a third-order sigil—Golden Spirit Seal, which can effectively block 10 attacks from monks in the late foundation establishment period and 50 attacks from monks in the middle foundation establishment period.
Needless to say, monks in the early stage of foundation establishment cannot be broken at all.
"Grandpa. Can you trap him?"
Li Yun said in a voice transmission, the cultivator who established the foundation is too flexible, or his own sword is enough.
"Oh, what are my grandson's plans?"
Li Xiao kept attacking the tortoise shell with his flying sword, and there were waves of ripples on it, but they couldn't be broken.
"Grandpa, you find a way to fix his figure, I have a trick that can kill him directly."
Li Yun was glad that he still left a blow.
If he had used this sword, then this Zhao Ying would definitely be able to run away.
This Zhao Ying is obviously using a teleportation array with a long casting time.
Can't let him run away easily.
"Okay, I'll try."
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