coobybook Chapter 376 Junior Brother is using his waist to exchange for magic weapon again (23)
Chapter 376 Junior Brother is using his waist to exchange for magic weapon again (23)
Xuan Luo pulled Xing Chen behind him and pushed away Wei Canyang who was rushing towards him.
"If you think the time you were immobilized before was not enough, I can give you a few more days." Xuan Luo said coldly.
"you!"
Wei Canyang's face turned red, but he was afraid of the talisman in Xuan Luo's hand, so he didn't dare to rush forward again.
Xing Chen poked his head out from behind Xuan Luo and said to Yan Qianqian in a frivolous tone, "Junior sister, you should be careful even if you are on guard against thieves in your own home."
Yan Qianqian's face turned pale and red: "..."
Wei Canyang was so angry that he almost lost his temper, "Ji Xingchen, wait until we get back to Cangwu Peak and see how I'll deal with you!"
Xing Chen rolled his eyes and made a face at him, then grabbed Xuan Luo and turned away.
Oh, let’s see who will take care of whom.
It's better to go and watch the joke now. Anyway, he knows that Senior Brother Xiang, who was highly regarded by everyone and had high hopes, did not receive the favor of the Peerless Sword Spirit.
When he was officially drawing the sword, Xiang Wenshan couldn't pull it out and his face slowly turned blue. The scene was really beautiful.
The city lord's mansion is very large. Under the erosion of wind and sand, the house has been dilapidated, the roof beams are exposed to the sun, and the walls are in ruins.
The location of Wushuang is easy to find. Just follow the path that everyone has walked on.
It was probably a small garden in the center of the original City Lord's Mansion. The rocks of the rockery were still standing there, and the small pond in front of the stones had been filled with sand.
The Wushuang Sword was stuck in the ground in front of the pool.
At this time, there was a group of dejected disciples standing in front. It was obvious that they had tried everything, but no one could draw the sword.
When Xing Chen and the others walked into the garden, the Wushuang sword, which had been stuck in the ground motionless, suddenly began to tremble slightly.
"Look, the sword is moving!" someone shouted.
The disciples who had just lowered their heads and were about to leave to try their luck elsewhere suddenly looked up at Wushuang.
The sword body trembled, and the sharp sword seemed to be about to be unsheathed, making a clanging sound of metal collision.
At this time, the disciple who was closest to the sword thought that the sword spirit was about to recognize its master, and raised his hand to draw the sword in joy. Unexpectedly, as soon as his hand touched the sword, he felt like he was hit hard in the chest and fell out.
Xing Chen was stunned when he saw this scene.
He was sure that this scene had not happened in his previous life.
Before he had time to think about it, Xiang Wenshan and the others had already walked in. Seeing Wushuang's strange behavior, they all became excited.
"Brother, the sword spirit really feels it," Yan Qianqian said to Xiang Wenshan with admiration, "I told you that except for you, no one else can be the master of Wushuang."
"It is indeed like that. As soon as Senior Brother Wenshan approached, the sword spirit sensed it." Another disciple continued.
Because of what Xing Chen said outside, Wei Canyang probably wanted to avoid suspicion, so he no longer dared to jump up and down and praise Xiang Wenshan as he did before.
But he was talkative and didn't shut up. He urged, "Brother Wenshan, hurry up and draw your sword. Let these people see who will be the number one swordsman of Lingtian Sect in the future."
Xuan Luo glanced at the Wushuang Sword, and the spirit sword that had been making noise just now suddenly became quiet.
Xiang Wenshan led everyone towards Wushuang, and Xuan Luo pulled Xing Chen aside to make way.
The disciples surrounding the Wushuang Sword saw the first person who wanted to touch the sword being thrown out. Although they were still eager to try, no one dared to reach out their hands easily.
Seeing Xiang Wenshan coming, they all thought that Wushuang was sensitive to Xiang Wenshan's arrival.
Although he felt unwilling, he had no choice but to make way for Wenshan in the encirclement.
Xiang Wenshan stopped in front of the Wushuang Sword.
Xing Chen curled his lips, folded his arms and stood leisurely behind the crowd, waiting to watch the show.
"Unparalleled Sword Spirit, Xiang Wenshan from Cangwu Peak, nice to meet you for the first time, I am honored."
Xiang Wenshan finished speaking, put his fingers together with one hand and grasped the hilt of the sword with the other.
Everyone around him watched without breathing. When they saw that Wushuang was willing to be touched by Xiang Wenshan, they almost all sighed in their hearts. Wushuang finally recognized his master.
"I said, as long as Senior Brother Wenshan takes action, he can capture any sword spirit!" Wei Canyang became excited and started talking without thinking.
Xiang Wenshan glanced in the direction of Wei Canyang with disdain, then he raised his head and stood up straight, pulling with all his might -
Didn't pull it out.
The Wushuang Sword had fallen silent again, without any reaction at all.
There was a sudden sighing sound all around.
Xing Chen was very familiar with this scene, it was exactly the same scene in his previous life.
Xiang Wenshan's face turned pale almost instantly, and the expression on Wei Canyang's face also froze, frozen there in a particularly funny expression.
Xing Chen deliberately said something angry at this time.
"Junior Brother Canyang, didn't you say that as long as Senior Brother Wenshan takes action, any sword spirit can be dealt with? Would the sword spirit be unhappy if it heard this?"
Xiang Wenshan had no place to vent his anger and the shame of being humiliated in front of everyone. After being reminded by Xing Chen, he finally found a breakthrough.
He looked at Wei Canyang with a sinister look.
Wei Canyang was so scared that he quickly shook his hands, "No, that's not the case. The elves only look at the cultivation level. It's impossible that they can't be pulled out just because of a word."
Xing Chen said slowly, "You mean to say that the sword spirit thinks that Senior Brother Wen Shan's cultivation is not good enough?"
Wei Canyang turned around, his eyes so vicious that he seemed to want to eat Xing Chen.
"Shut up! Ji Xingchen, it's you, it's all your fault, are you the one behind this?"
Xing Chen sneered, "So I am so powerful in the eyes of Junior Brother? I can even play tricks on Wushuang. Thank you for thinking so highly of me."
"Although you are a waste, your mistress..."
Xiang Wenshan raised his foot and kicked Wei Canyang out, "You useless bastard, shut your stinky mouth!"
Although Xiang Wenshan did not draw his sword in his previous life, except for his extremely ugly expression, he still maintained his proper upbringing and manners.
But now, after Xing Chen had fanned the flames, he finally had a reason to put the blame on others and no longer cared about his demeanor.
This look was so different from his usual self that it scared everyone.
Even Yan Qianqian's eyes showed some disbelief.
Xiang Wenshan tried again secretly, but he couldn't draw the sword.
He finally realized that he was not the one chosen by the sword spirit, and forced himself to regain his previous arrogant look, but his face was still gray and ugly.
He loosened his grip on the spirit sword and said in a nonchalant tone:
"It's just a sword, what's the big deal? Wei Canyang is just talking nonsense. How can I be the best swordsman in the world?
Although Elder Cangming did not practice Taoism with the sword, even if he just held a piece of straw from the roadside, others could not defeat him even if they held the Wushuang Sword.
Have any of you heard that Elder Cangming usually wears a sword? A true number one sword cultivator should be better without a sword, and the invisible should be better than the visible. "
After he said this, the others fell silent.