Chapter 2878

"This sword was made for my brother not long ago. In order to refine the flying sword, I have studied many ancient books on refining tools for my brother. When the sword was formed, it also triggered omens. It may be that the shards of immortal tools provided by Yidi are excellent, so that the level of refined flying sword should exceed the category of fake immortal tools and reach the level of real immortal tools. "

Xuanying, relying on the Buddha light to suppress the ferocity of the flying sword, explained.

Shen Lang said with a calm face: "this sword has a strong breath. I'm afraid it won't give way to the ice soul soul soul sword of the snow palace! How can I accept such a valuable thing? "

Xuanying shook his head and said: "the sword is given to the hero. This sword is in the hands of the righteous younger brother and can play a greater role! What's more, I promised to help you make flying swords. Now the whole set of flying swords hasn't been finished. Only one is made. I'm really ashamed of you. Please accept this flying sword. "

"Here..."

Shen Lang was silent for a long time, and finally answered, "OK!"

Xuanying's flying sword, which he worked hard for himself, if he didn't take it, would undoubtedly hurt his elder brother's heart. Shen Lang is no longer flirtatious. He takes the sword box held by Xuanying's hands.

"Ding Ding!"

At the moment when Shen Lang took over the sword box, the silver flying sword in the sword box roared and vibrated, and a large amount of white light came out on the surface of the sword body. The fierce spirit pressure storm swept the whole Sanbao temple hall, sending out a strong sharp air.

The silver flying sword is highly psychic. It seems that Xuanying wants to give himself to Shen Lang, and immediately expresses extreme dissatisfaction, as if he is resisting.

"Brother Yi, this sword is of high rank and great prestige. You must try your best to suppress its ferocity so that it can recognize the Lord." Xuanying reminds me.

As soon as the voice fell, "Ding" made a crisp sound. The silver flying sword bounced from the sword box. The body of the sword flew in the air for several circles, and the dazzling silver light was splashed on the surface. A large number of silver white sword lights were attacking in all directions like the tide.

The silver flying sword saw that he was abandoned by Xuanying. He was very angry and seemed to vent his dissatisfaction.

The lightsaber behind Shen Lang is afraid to come out.

"Amitabha."

Xuanying casts a large amount of Buddha light over the whole hall to prevent some of the furnishing buildings in the hall from being damaged by the sword light released by the silver flying sword.

"Boom!"

The silver flying sword is about to have self-consciousness. The attack released by itself is no less powerful than the attack of the monk in the later stage of Mahayana. The Shen waves are astonished.

"Big brother, let me do it!"

Shen Lang's eyes flashed a fine light, and his fingertips moved forward a little. The endless white light came out of his body and wrapped up the rebellious silver flying sword with a thunderbolt.

The silver flying sword was trapped by the white light of the shadow of the sword, and the surface of the sword continued to sing and vibrate, which seemed a little panic.

Shen Lang's sword field, with a strong sense of awe, immediately weakened the fierce momentum of the silver flying sword.

The silver flying sword was gradually subdued by this awe inspiring spirit. The sword body trembled slightly and made a cry.

Shen Lang waves to untie the shackles of the white light sword, grabs the hilt of the silver flying sword in one hand, cuts his fingertips, blood stained the blade of the silver flying sword.

"Buzz!"

The silver flying sword in his hand began to vibrate violently. It seemed that he was not willing to be accepted so easily. The body of the sword was restless, and the silver sword light burst out, trying to attack Shen Lang again.

"Be obedient to me!"

With a loud shout of Shen Lang, a large amount of white sword shadow came out behind him. The dense white sword shadow collided in the space and resisted all the attacks released by the silver flying sword. The fierceness of the silver flying sword was completely suppressed by the extremely strong awe inspiring spirit.

"Ding Ding!"

After a few whispers of the silver flying sword, it becomes a lot more honest. It no longer attacks the waves. The blood on the surface of the blade is absorbed quickly.

At the next moment, the silver flying sword turned into a silver light and flew into the body of the Shen wave.

"Bang!"

Shen Lang 's body is full of silver. The flying sword merges with his body. Shen Lang successfully makes the silver flying sword recognize the master.

Just then.

"Bang" a dull sound, Shen wave's heart suddenly burst out a hot purple light, the silver flying sword out.

The silver flying sword was so scared that it fell on the ground directly. The body of the sword trembled sharply and felt a strong fear! The defiance and conceit before the silver flying sword disappeared, as if seeing something terrible.

"Yidi, what's the matter?"

Seeing the shadow, I was puzzled.

The silver flying sword is aloof and rebellious. How could he be so timid after recognizing the Lord?

"The elder brother is relieved and the younger brother has a special physique. It's not suitable for the attack immortal to stay in the body."

Shen Lang explained.

himself slept as like as two peas in the fire, and the silver flying sword seemed to perceive the existence of the big man. He was afraid to enter Shen's body again, and was exactly the same as the original lightsaber.

The lightsaber behind Shen Lang gave a slight movement, which seemed to gloat.

"I see."

Xuanying only nodded slightly, and did not ask more.

Shen Lang picked up the silver flying sword that was still singing and trembling on the ground. After being awed by the spirit of the purple flame snake teeth and fire point spear in Shen Lang's body, the flying sword was gentle like a kitten and was very obedient to Shen Lang's play.

"It's really a good sword! Thank you for your gift. "

Shen Lang seriously hugged Xuanying.

Xuanying said with a light smile: "as long as Yidi likes it, it's not a white toss for him. This sword is nameless, and Yi brother can name it by himself. "

Shen Lang, holding a silver flying sword in his hand, thought for a moment and said, "since it's given by elder brother, it's called" white shadow "sword."

"Young white head, long shadow. White shadow... Good name. "

Xuanying smiles quietly.

These eight words can represent his life. Xuanying's life, after all, is only the shadow of others.

Although Shen Lang got the white shadow sword, he was in a heavy mood. At the thought of Xuanying leaving himself, he was very sad.

"Brother Xuanying, master xuanxiao asked me to tell you something in detail. Your memory may not be complete. I'd better elaborate with you on some specific situations of senior xuanxiao. "

Shen Lang tells Xuanying all the news he heard from xuanxiao.

After listening to Shen Lang's brief description of xuanxiao's experience, Xuanying put his hands together and said with emotion: "so, my God is a great hero! Although xuanxiao and Taiyi have different moral principles, they don't anger the innocent and keep their promises. It's honorable to be so clear. "

Shen Lang also thinks xuanxiao is straightforward, not a villain.

"Brother Yi, if you meet xuanxiao again, make it clear to him. It won't take too long. I will find him myself." Xuanying asked.

Shen took a deep breath and nodded, "OK."

After chatting for several hours, Shen Lang left Sanbao temple.