Chapter 1604 Failure

"There are still weapon spirits?" Song Jian stared at the golden lance, with a look of surprise on his face.

You know, every weapon that can give birth to spiritual wisdom can be called a spiritual weapon, just like Song Jian's Sky-breaking Sword, there is a spiritual weapon.

The spiritual wisdom produced in the long sword is called the sword spirit, and the spiritual wisdom produced in the long spear is called the gun spirit, but both the sword spirit and the spear spirit are called the weapon spirit.

A weapon with a weapon spirit can play a great role in battle. The longer the weapon spirit exists, the greater its effect. In battle, it is equivalent to an invisible combat partner fighting against the enemy with you. Sometimes, even the owner can let go of the weapon and let the weapon defend itself against the enemy.

However, if the master dies, the weapon spirit will also be seriously damaged. Most of the weapon spirits will lose their spirituality due to the death of the master, but the aura that blooms from the weapon spirit in front of this spear is not weak at all, as if there is no Song Jian was very surprised.

"Under the command of the Giant Spirit General of the Tiangong Fighting Department, Wu Ren is here, don't let the Yin Demon go mad, watch me destroy you!"

A dull figure rang out from the long lance, and in an instant, the long lance flew out of the dead general's hand and stabbed Song Jian.

This stab was seven or eight meters away from Song Jian. Song Jian felt a strong wind blowing towards his face, and his cheeks felt a tingling pain. You know, with Song Jian's current defense, ordinary The sword slashed on his body, and he couldn't even cut a white mark, let alone the bleeding from the injury, which made him feel pain.

It can make him feel pain, which means breaking his defense. This stab, the strong wind alone has already broken his defense. If he was stabbed directly, I'm afraid it will really pierce a transparent hole in his body.

Song Jian kicked his feet, his figure was like a dragon, and with a wave of his right hand, the Potianjian burst into dazzling sword energy.

cang~

The Potian sword and the long lance collided fiercely, and the sound of metal clashing resounded through the sky. Song Jian felt his wrist tremble slightly, and the Potian sword felt like it was about to come out of his hand.

Entangled!

Song Jian turned his wrist, and the Potianjian turned around the long lance repeatedly, and suddenly there was a entanglement force, as if countless filaments were wrapped around the long lance, and he pulled it along with the trend.

The long spear, which was not under the control of anyone, flew towards the direction Song Jian was pulling with a "swish", and slammed on the ground until it lost its handle.

A smile appeared on the corner of Song Jian's mouth. Although Qi Ling can exert great power without the master's control, whether it is changing moves or facing the enemy, it is a bit dull, and it is impossible to be Song Jian's opponent.

boom!

There was an explosion sound, and a big hole burst out in the ground, and the long spear shot out from the ground, becoming more powerful, as if he was irritated by Song Jian's blow.

Huh~

Chang Leng swept across like a river embankment breach, Song Jian dodged and dodged, Chang Leng did not wait for his moves to be used up, and swirled around in the air, like a Mount Tai pressing down on the top, and smashed down on Song Jian head-on.

One inch long, one inch strong, Song Jian felt suppressed under the continuous flipping attack of Changlong. Fortunately, Changlong's moves were all rigid, as if programmed by a computer, which gave Song Jian a breather machine.

Bang, bump, bump, boom, boom~

Song Jian flew into the air, brandished the Potian Sword, and fought with a long lance for more than ten rounds in a row, but there was no winner. This is because Song Jian didn't use a powerful move, otherwise, it would be easy to kill this long lance. The long lance that still retained its wisdom was destroyed.

bang bang bang~

After dozens of rounds, Song Jian was a little restless, and the power of the law was unleashed instantly, wrapping the long lance in it. It was just a long lance with a weapon spirit, and it was impossible to resist the power of the law.

Soon, Song Jian easily dodged every attack of Changlong. In Qi Ling's perception, the other party seemed to be able to see all its moves and avoid them in advance. For Song Jian, he could easily know All changes of the long lance within three seconds.

boom!

Another sword was slashed on the long lance, causing it to stop the attack, and the continuous slashing caused slight cracks on the surface of the long lance, but Song Jian's control was very subtle, and every blow could make the The long lance is damaged, but it will not be completely scrapped.

The battle continued for more than half an hour. In the field of time, Song Jian always took the initiative. Every attack by the long lance could not cause damage to Song Jian. What he got in exchange was being hacked out by the Potian Sword. There are gaps.

In the end, the surface of the entire long lance was covered with cracks. From a distance, it looked like a piece of porcelain that was about to shatter, and it would shatter when touched.

At this time, Song Jian's eyes also became cold and stern. The injury that Chang Leng received now looks serious, but in fact it is only a skin trauma, which can be completely repaired after a period of time. If the lance is smashed, the long lance will be finished, and even the spirit of the weapon inside will dissipate due to the damage of the lance.

Song Jian wanted to subdue this long lance, and kept holding back his hands, giving it chances again and again, but now, this long lance still has no intention of surrendering at all, as if he would rather destroy it than break it.

This also made Song Jian a little angry.

"Since you don't want to be convinced, it will completely destroy you!"

In an instant, the sword of Potianjian was as bright as a rainbow, and it slashed towards Changlong. This blow gathered the power of the chaotic sword energy. Not to mention that Changlong is seriously damaged now, even if it is intact, this blow can still destroy the sword. Cut it into two pieces.

As if feeling threatened, the surface of the long lance suddenly shone brightly, and a phantom appeared in the air, holding the lance in both hands, and slaying towards Song Jian. Warlord.

"kill!"

There was a burst of shouting in the void, as if the general had been revived again, holding a long spear without hesitation, and slaying towards the enemy.

Song Jian was also fully fired, and all the chaotic sword energy poured into the Potianjian. The dazzling gray sword glow almost condensed into substance, breaking through the sky.

boom!

A huge roar sounded, and the chaotic sword energy emanating from the Potianjian collided fiercely with the long lance. Song Jianying trembled, and couldn't help taking two steps back, with a look of surprise in his eyes.

Being able to make Song Jian retreat in a frontal battle shows that the power of Chang's blow has already touched the threshold of the demigod level.

"At first I thought that warrior was only at the legendary level, but I didn't expect that the opponent actually possessed the strength of a demigod..." Song Jian thought to himself.

Wow~

The cracked long lance finally couldn't bear the impact of this blow, and the whole shattered into crystal fragments all over the sky. Song Jian looked up at these fragments, full of regret in his heart. You know, the weapons that can produce the weapon spirit are rare treasures, otherwise Song Jian would not have spent so much effort trying to subdue it, but he did not expect that the weapon spirit of Changlong was so strong that he would rather destroy it. Nor surrender.

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