Chapter 1266 Women Will only Affect the Speed at Which I Draw the Knife

The preparatory work for the movie has been roughly completed, and all that is needed now is to wait for the day after tomorrow to assemble and set off.

Then Luo Chuan fell into a state of doing nothing again.

He didn't collect relevant information about Qichuan on the magic phone, keeping the sense of novelty is the most important thing.

I hope that the city can bring him an unexpected surprise at that time.

Before crossing, Luochuan's only few trips were just hanging out with a few classmates at attractions near the university.

After all, he doesn't like going out very much...

"Boss, boss..." Anweiya waved in front of Luo Chuan who was in a daze.

"Cough, what's the matter with me?" Luo Chuan finally recovered from his thoughts and clapped Anweiya's hand.

"It's not a big deal." An Weiya smiled, and bluntly stated the reason for looking for Luo Chuan, "I also want to go to make a movie."

"What are you going to do? Play the role in it?" Luo Chuan asked casually.

"I'm just curious, I want to go and have a look." Anweiya showed a smile, "Of course it's okay to play a role."

To put it bluntly, I just want to join in the fun.

Luo Chuan yawned: "As you wish."

Anyway, the filming was carried out in the Star Empire, and with Anweiya's ability, it was easy to do it, and there was no need to tell him.

And when making a movie, there must be bystanders.

Luo Chuan naturally won't take care of this matter at all, this is the freedom of customers.

But compared to watching a movie, making a movie is definitely not as much fun.

Because the shot did not meet the director's requirements, all kinds of ng reshoots will only feel boring.

At least according to Luo Chuan's understanding, it's almost like this.

If someone could help him shoot, it would definitely be a lot easier.

Hmm... it seems that there really is such a person...

Help with the shooting, Luo Chuan couldn't help but see Seiko Shinkai in his heart.

Well, you can ask her then.

"That's great." Anweiya nodded happily and walked towards the expansion space with two cups of milk tea.

Shinkai Seiko returned to the room rented by Zuiyuexuan after the business hours in the morning, and is now sitting at the table by the window, writing the story in her heart on the magic phone.

...

The fifth tyrant took a breath slowly, his expression became solemn, and the ink knife in his hand slowly fell.

A fierce sword light suddenly appeared in the air, with an unparalleled domineering meaning, as if to cut everything in front of it.

Seemingly unable to withstand such terrifying energy, the holy soldier-level ink knife also made a crisp sound at this time, and it shattered like a mirror.

Ying Wuji did not dodge or evade, and rushed towards the knife light. In front of the knife light of nearly a hundred feet, his figure was extremely insignificant, but he exuded an aura that could not be ignored.

He clenched his fist, and some special energy covered it in an instant, and then countless fist shadows fell on the almost condensed knife light, and there were bursts of gold and iron roaring.

One after another fine black cracks spread rapidly around, and the terrifying spiritual power storm ripped apart everything around.

The strength of the peak cultivator is extremely powerful, and the impact on the environment is almost devastating in the confrontation without letting go.

Everything happened between lightning and flint, and the environment in the arena was turned upside down in an instant - in fact, it was almost destroyed before the two of them launched their big moves.

The sword light shattered into tiny pieces, slashing the ground like a sharp blade, Ying Wuji had already broken through the range of the sword light, and a layer of indeterminate barrier shrouded his body, and the pieces fell on it. ring.

Losing the weapon, the strength of the fifth tyrant has dropped by at least a few percent. After all, his main contact is the sword technique, plus the endless approach of being Ying, the two sides only stalemate for a few seconds before breaking the balance.

Ying Wuji directly punched the fifth tyrant in the chest, the latter figure flew out like a cannonball, and his legs left a trace of nearly 100 meters on the ground before it could be stopped.

The fifth tyrant coughed twice, he felt at least five or six of his ribs were broken, and his internal organs were also seriously injured.

"Looks like I won this time, let's take it." Ying Wuji breathed a sigh of relief, and a faint smile appeared on his face.

The white light flashed away, and the world was reset and restored to its original state, and the injuries of the fifth tyrant sword disappeared.

This is the role of the arena. You can fight without any scruples. It is like shielding your perception of the outside world, which is completely the same as a real battle.

The fifth tyrant holds a brand new ink knife in his hand, frowning slightly: "This shouldn't be, why is it suddenly broken?"

"Perhaps your spiritual power exceeds the ink knife's ability to bear." Ying Wuji gave a guess.

"Maybe this is the case." Fifth Tyrant Saber sighed and put away the ink saber, "It seems that new weapons will be replaced in the future."

The stronger the strength, the more difficult it is to find a weapon that suits you, especially for Dao Dao and Venerable.

Both of them belong to the kind of cultivators who pursue stronger strength, and they are both old customers of the Origin Mall, so the relationship is not bad.

"I heard that something happened to you recently?" The Fifth Tyrant asked suddenly.

Ying Wuji naturally understood the meaning of the fifth tyrant, nothing more than the relationship between him and Murong Haitang.

He hesitated for a moment, but still

Nodding: "Hmm."

The fifth tyrant said nothing, opened the light curtain, and began to select new weapons on it.

Seeing him like this, Ying Wuji couldn't help but feel a little curious: "Can I ask you something?"

"What's the matter?" The fifth tyrant's gaze still fell on the light curtain.

The ink knife is his favorite weapon, and it takes a lot of effort to find one that can ban it.

Ying Wuji coughed softly: "Cough, what do you think of your partner?"

Before, he was immersed in the world of cultivation because the exercises he practiced would deplete his own vitality. Only by continuously improving his strength or obtaining items that could enhance his vitality could he survive. solved this problem.

Ying Wuji also noticed Murong Haitang's thoughts, but he didn't know how to respond for the time being.

In addition, the fifth tyrant just mentioned this matter, so I want to ask him what he thinks about it, maybe he can get something out of it.

The fifth tyrant sword stopped looking at the light curtain, and his eyes fell on a slender long sword with a black scabbard above, and his eyes suddenly lit up.

"Companion?" He stared at the new weapon in his hand, and then suddenly drew the knife, a fierce cold light suddenly appeared, "Oh, a woman will only affect the speed at which I draw the knife."