Text_Chapter 1693: Condensing the Soul of the Sword(2/2)
At this moment, Mu Yun controlled the Xuanyan Divine Sword and started to spin, feeling very happy in the room.
This feeling is really amazing.
Simply... whatever you want!
Control the sword as you wish.
When he fought against the Blood Owl, if he had gathered his sword soul, he would have been able to kill him directly without using the Great Death Technique.
The sword soul is indeed mysterious!
"I have been using the Black Flame Divine Sword for a longer time. Let's see if I can also condense the sword soul with the Black Ice Divine Sword!"
After the death of the Blood Owl, Mu Yun took the Black Ice Divine Sword back to himself, and now he takes it out, one with fire and the other with cold, complementing each other.
Mu Yun sat down again and thought carefully.
Not long after, the two swords flew together, like a sword dance in the air, sharp and beautiful.
At this moment, Mu Yun stood up and took a deep breath.
He also didn't expect that he could comprehend the sword soul so quickly, which surprised him greatly.
But now, not only has the power of the divine body increased dramatically, but also the swordsmanship has improved. With the teachings of grandpa and great-grandfather, swordsmanship and alchemy will definitely be greatly improved in the future.
"Mu Yun, Xie Qing!"
At this moment, Mr. Ku's voice sounded outside the door.
"What's wrong?"
"Come with me!"
Mr. Ku smiled and said: "There is another gladiatorial match today. Many young masters and ladies from various families in Guangping County are here. You don't have to go on stage today. I will help you get familiar with it. There is a difference between above-ground and underground gladiatorial games!"
"good!"
The two of them packed up and left the room with Mr. Ku.
"Haha, Kuyu, you guy, now you are finally the butler of the dueling field on the ground!"
Just as the three of them left the courtyard, a voice suddenly sounded from behind.
Mr. Ku stopped, a smile quickly appeared on his face, turned around and looked at the person behind him, and said with a smile: "Fu Chen, I haven't seen you for a long time, you are still a deacon. I have already caught up with you. If you don't make progress, you will
You will be surpassed by me!"
That Fu Chen looks like a ponytail, with a pockmarked face and dry skin, which really makes him an eyesore.
"These two are the gladiators that the young hall master entrusted to you to manage? Mu Yun and Xie Qing? They killed Luo Han with three punches. It's amazing, it's amazing!"
"Mr. Fu, I can kill such a thing with one punch!"
Behind Fu Chen, a strong young man said indifferently.
"Shi Yuan, how can you be so presumptuous?" Fu Chen scolded: "These two gladiators are the only two under Mr. Ku, and they finally got here. You can't hurt their self-confidence!"
"It's better to hit them now than to die in the arena and regret it!"
The muscular man sneered.
"let's go!"
Mr. Ku snorted: “We still don’t know who will die in the ring!”
Chapter completed!