Master, the way she looks at me is not right

I'd recommend taking another bite. "

Bai Zitong said with a solemn face.

Ling Qingchen: "???"

"it is good."

Ning Qingxue nodded lightly, then clenched her fists tightly, and was about to call towards Ling Qingchen.

"Master... wait."

Seeing Ning Qingxue's fierce fist, Ling Qingchen quickly stopped her.

With this punch on his body, Ling Qingchen felt that he could be sent away.

"Do you have anything else to say?"

Ning Qingxue eased the strength in her hands, but the punch still landed on Ling Qingchen.

Ling Qingchen: "???"

Didn't I say wait?

Why was he still beaten by the master?

"Does it hurt?"

Ning Qingxue looked at Ling Qingchen curiously and asked.

Ling Qingchen: "???"

Aren't you talking nonsense?

How about you try to get punched?

"pain."

Ling Qingchen nodded truthfully and said.

"It seems that he is still in the state of being possessed by the demon.

When I beat that traitor before, he wouldn't say it hurt.

There are still a few more punches to try to get the Demon Sword Sword Spirit out of the body. "

Ning Qingxue said softly.

Ling Qingchen: "???"

Master, is this intentional revenge?

"Tu'er suddenly doesn't feel any pain."

Seeing that Ning Qingxue was coming, Ling Qingchen quickly shook his head and said.

"lie?

That traitor, never lied before.

This magic sword is too cunning. "

Ning Qingxue punched again.

The more she thought about it, the more she felt something was wrong.

This magic sword sword spirit is a woman.

Then, what this traitor just held was the hilt of the Demon Sword, and it needs to go up a little bit.

If it is classified by the body of the Demon Sword Sword Spirit.

Isn't the direction held by this traitor equivalent to...

Ling Qingchen: "..."

After being punched a few times by Ning Qingxue using various excuses.

Everything has just returned to calm.

"Tell me about the feeling of using the magic sword."

After Bai Zitong sealed the magic sword, he looked at Ling Qingchen curiously and asked.

Ling Qingchen: "..."

I haven't even had time to swing a sword just now!

How do you know how it feels?

"If you really want to express your feelings, be angry!

There is a feeling of anger spreading in my heart.

Makes me want to kill you all. "

After recalling his feelings at that time, Ling Qingchen said softly.

This magic sword really made him feel angry.

Ling Qingchen guessed that the reason why the user of the magic sword can display extraordinary strength.

There is a high probability that it has something to do with this kind of anger.

When people are angry, they can always exert their strength several times beyond their own.

Just like the ones described in those hot-blooded anime.

The protagonist is always being bullied miserably, or the partner is being bullied by the opponent.

In the case of extreme anger, Fangcai exploded with strength and turned defeat into victory.

The principle of this magic sword is also likely to be the same.

"Feel it.

Your eyes were red at that time.

I don't know, I thought your eyes were going to bleed. "

Bai Zitong nodded slightly and said.

Ling Qingchen: "..."

"Why didn't you come out with a sword at that time?"

Bai Zitong looked at Ling Qingchen curiously and asked.

"I'm fighting the magic sword.

In the end I won, so no sword was drawn. "

Ling Qingchen said softly.

If this is a sword, it will hurt, but my master!

How could this be a sword casually?

"Oh.

It turned out to be the case.

I can't tell, you brat, your concentration is quite strong. "

Hearing Ling Qingchen's words, Bai Zitong nodded slightly and said.

"Has this magic sword been sealed by you, Senior Zitong?"

Ling Qingchen looked at Bai Zitong curiously and asked.

Just now, he had a hunch that if he held the magic sword in his hand and slashed people.

There is a high probability that Bai Zitong will be cut by himself.

However, if the person you are facing is your own master, then there is nothing you can do.

"yes!

Otherwise, no one can control it.

The stronger the person, use the magic sword.

The more powerful the effect, the more terrifying it is.

If Heavenly Demon finds out about this and comes over to snatch it.

The consequences were unimaginable. "

Bai Zitong shook his head lightly and said.

"Too."

Ling Qingchen nodded slightly.

If it was the one who used the magic sword just now, it was Bai Zitong.

In this side of the cultivation world, I am afraid that there are really few people who can withstand Bai Zitong's offensive.

"That sword spirit of the magic sword..."

Ling Qingchen recalled the Demon Sword Sword Spirit who was wearing a blue wide-sleeved flowing fairy dress just now.

In the eyes, a trace of unbearable color flashed involuntarily.

Isn't it a pity that such a beautiful demon sword and sword spirit is sealed like this?

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"It's also sealed.

Why, you brat, are you still thinking about the Demon Sword and Sword Spirit? "

Hearing Ling Qingchen's words, Bai Zitong couldn't help showing a playful smile, and asked.

Ling Qingchen: "..."

Who wouldn't?

"I just wondered if this magic sword and sword spirit could also have the ability to fight.

Can you help us? "

Ling Qingchen said with a serious face.

"You brat, don't even say it.

It is possible! "

Hearing Ling Qingchen's words, Bai Zitong thought carefully for a moment, and then said with surprise in his eyes.

The magic sword can mobilize people's anger.

This magic sword and sword spirit can naturally do the same.

Although it can't kill the enemy.

But if it is well controlled and mobilizes the enemy's anger, it can make the enemy lose their minds.

"Let me see if I can seal the magic sword.

Release the sword spirit. "

Bai Zitong took out the magic sword, carefully observed the seal on the magic sword, and said softly.

"I'll lift a few seals to see."

Bai Zitong raised his hand to remove several seals on Demon Sword.

Immediately reached out and flicked.

Just now, the figure in the blue wide-sleeved flowing fairy dress began to slowly emerge around Ling Qingchen and the others.

"Master, do you remember me?"

Called out again.

This figure cast a pitiful look at Ling Qingchen, and asked.