Chapter 135 She Is Indeed Worthy of Letting Her Draw the Sword!

"The An family is really weird. If you haven't looked at the four major families, Li, Bai, and Su are all trying to make friends with Miss Lou. Now even Master Yan is on Miss Lou's side, and he wants to bring trouble to Miss Lou. It's really embarrassing. Wise!"

"It is said that An Shaoning has always been extremely smart, why is he so confused this time!"

Everyone felt that An Shaoning led An Zhenhua to find trouble with Lou Qianxue out of imagination. Xu Miaoyan and Lou Xingchen were the only two people in the room who smiled bitterly and cheerfully.

Master Yan saw Lou Qianxue agreeing, so he had to step aside first.

The blood-faced young man next to him had eyes that were changing, staring at Lou Qianxue closely, wondering what he was thinking...

"Miss Lou, please draw your sword."

In the blink of an eye, a long sword appeared in An Zhenhua's hand. Everyone was shocked and noticed that he had a Na ring on his finger.

"There is such a rare thing as Najie? Baiyue City is indeed the largest city under the jurisdiction of Liuyun County."

"The An family is also the strongest among the four great families in Liuyun County. It seems that they have a profound background."

Everyone's attention was focused on Najie, but what Lou Qianxue was more concerned about was the long sword in An Zhenhua's hand. The long sword was different from ordinary swords. There was a faint cold aura on it - it seemed to be a force.

Could it be...

Lou Qianxue's heart moved slightly. In Xuantian Continent, in addition to alchemists, there were also weapon refiners.

Weapon Refiner, as the name suggests, is a master of weapon refining.

The weapon refiner controls various magical "inscriptions", and different "inscriptions" have different powers.

Weapons that are engraved with inscriptions are spiritual weapons. Generally speaking, whatever inscriptions are engraved on the weapons will determine the power the spiritual weapon has...

The sword Lou Qianxue is using now is the one Lou Xiaoxiao used before, which is a cheap iron sword made by an ordinary blacksmith.

After all, spiritual weapons are expensive and not everyone can afford them.

And what An Zhenhua is holding in front of him...

"Spiritual weapon! It must be a spiritual weapon, and it is also a spiritual weapon engraved with ice inscriptions!" Lou Qianxue combined the memory of the 'God of War' with a much more sinister vision than ordinary people. The 'God of War' is not only addicted to martial arts, but also, He also dabbles in various weapons...

This was the first time Lou Qianxue saw the spiritual weapon in reality. She couldn't help but exhale, and then slowly said: "So you have the spiritual weapon in your hand, no wonder you are so confident."

Any spiritual weapon can increase the master's power a lot, and a good spiritual weapon can make people leapfrog and kill people.

"What? Spiritual weapon?"

Everyone's expressions changed instantly, and then they noticed An Zhenhua's sword.

"It's really a spiritual weapon..."

"The strength is not weak, there should be more than one inscription!"

"Now we're in trouble... An Zhenhua originally had the eighth level of spiritual martial arts, but now he still has a spiritual weapon. Lou Qianxue is going to be in trouble!"

"Hey, my idol, I don't know if I can survive this time!"

"An Zhenhua is so disgusting. A grown man bullies women with a spiritual weapon..."

Everyone who had firmly stood on Lou Qianxue's side couldn't help but curse and despise An Zhenhua.

Lou Qianxue became slightly excited.

Not only was she not afraid, but there was a strong fighting spirit in her eyes.

An opponent at the eighth level of Lingwu who holds a spiritual weapon is indeed worthy of letting her draw her sword!

Clang!

Lou Qianxue unsheathed her long sword, she held the sword in her hand, and said with fierce fighting spirit: "Come on!"

An Zhenhua remembered Lou Qianxue's superb swordsmanship when he killed Xia Zheng, and his expression became solemn.

When everyone saw that the two were evenly matched, they couldn't help but open their eyes wide and hold their breath, for fear of missing any detail...