Chapter 22 Sword Control

When the shadow of the team was no longer visible in his eyes, the anxiety on Mu Yan's face was wiped away, and he exuded a bright light that he had never seen before!

The Iron-horned Barbarian Bull ran to a crater, which was unavoidable and very dangerous.

Just hearing a violent moo, the Iron-Horned Bull suddenly braked, turned around, and stood majestically on the spot.

Mu Yan had endured all this time just for the sake of this leader-level monster. Now that it had come to his door, how could he abandon it?

He turned over and got off the cow, staring intensely at the sky.

The mountains here are rugged, and the silver-winged ice dragon's head poked over first, and a monstrous pressure swept across all directions.

"Ouch!" With a roar, the silver-winged ice dragon rushed over, its mouth wide open and its fangs sharp, ready to devour Mu Yan.

Mu Yan stamped his feet, dodged, and narrowly avoided the ice dragon's mouth.

The next moment, Mu Yan pressed his palms together, and flames burst out, hitting the ice dragon's head fiercely.

Sizzle!

When the sharp scales came into contact with the flames, they made a violent sound. After the fire dissipated, only a shallow white mark was left.

"What a strong defense."

Mu Yan summoned Xiao Li.

A shadow condensed in the air, and for a moment it solidified into a cute little girl. A pair of cute tentacles, dragging a long bee belly, was the bee queen Xiaoli.

Xiaoli opened her cute big eyes, raised her right hand, and countless blood needles fell from the sky, like bloody clouds, hitting the ice dragon hard.

The ice dragon groaned in pain and struggled desperately. The scales fell off where it was attacked and blood flowed profusely.

"There is a way!" Mu Yan was overjoyed. Even though our Xiaoli is small and cute, her strength is also top-notch.

I completely forgot that just now I was complaining that Xiaoli looked like a kindergarten loli.

The ice dragon suddenly opened its mouth, and a white mist of cold wave fell, freezing all the blood needles in the air and turning into ice crystals falling down.

Xiaoli looked gloomy and seemed to have lost a lot of energy.

Upon seeing this, Mu Yan took her back to the sea of ​​soul, then drew out his long sword, and a sword intent soaring to the sky rushed upward.

"kill!"

He held the long sword in his hand, stepped up along the ice dragon's long body, and jumped onto the ice dragon's head in one breath.

The sound of howling wind filled his ears, but Mu Yan didn't hesitate at all. He held the sword with both hands and stabbed it down fiercely.

The scales on the ice dragon's head were the hardest, but it was still pierced by the wooden sword. The sharpness of the wooden sword was no longer something that any mortal iron in the world could compete with.

Blood splashed and scales shattered.

The ice dragon screamed miserably.

Mu Yan's sword went straight down with a devastating momentum, completely penetrating the ice dragon's head!

"Ouch!"

The body of the ice dragon twitched, and it let out the last mournful cry in the world, and then its eyes lost their luster.

Because in its vision, the world has turned into the most desperate black and white.

With a bang, the ice dragon fell completely, stirring up endless dust and breaking many rocks. The moment it came into contact with the earth, it was like a big earthquake, with a rumbling sound.

Mu Yan had already slipped down.

"Kill the commander-level monster silver-winged ice dragon and obtain the commander-level silver-winged ice dragon fighting spirit."

"Consume the flesh and blood of the commander-level silver-winged ice dragon, and you will get 40 fighting yuan points."

Commander level silver-winged ice dragon fighting spirit: armor type.

What a great harvest!

Mu Yan was extremely excited, but he was pressed for time and had to rush back to meet the team as soon as possible.

He was afraid that he would be late and not even be able to separate the eggshells, let alone the monster eggs.

Looking at the body of the silver-winged ice dragon as big as a hill, Mu Yan placed the wooden sword on it.

The wooden sword made a series of excited buzzing sounds, continuously absorbing flesh and blood, and streaks of brilliance flashed from its body.

"Another 40 Dou Yuan has been obtained." Mu Yan was excited, but seeing that the body of the silver-winged ice dragon was almost swallowed up, no sound came from his mind.

"What's going on? Is there something wrong with the rules of this world?" Mu Yan wondered.

"The soldier-level lightning-strike wood fighting spirit takes the commander-level silver-winged ice dragon's flesh and blood, meets the evolution conditions, and is upgraded to the warrior-level thunder-strike wood fighting spirit."

A voice came belatedly, and Mu Yan was stunned for a long time, and then said with regret: "Did my forty points of fighting spirit just disappear like this?"

He mentioned the evolved wooden sword.

At this moment, the appearance of the wooden sword has changed drastically. The sword body is longer and thicker. It looks very high-quality. It is engraved with strange runes and emits waves of energy fluctuations.

The moment he held the long sword in his hand, Mu Yan felt that his mind was connected with the wooden sword, and a majestic sword intention was transmitted to him, which was deeply imprinted in Mu Yan's mind.

"Swordsmanship? Also has lightning attributes?" Mu Yan was overjoyed. He didn't expect that this time the Lightning Strike Wood Fighting Soul would evolve and master new powers.

He threw the wooden sword into the air. The wooden sword swelled up in the wind and became more than five meters long, like a car.

Mu Yan jumped on it excitedly. She had long dreamed of one day being able to fly with a sword and be free between heaven and earth. She didn't expect that it would come true today.

"Get up!" Mu Yan's thoughts came to his mind, and the wooden sword was executed.

With a whoosh, the wooden sword flew directly into the sky, and Mu Yan stood on it. Although he was still wearing a green shirt and hemp shoes, he stood with his hands behind his back, and his temperament was refined, somewhat like the legendary swordsman.

The wooden sword galloped in the air, stopped suddenly, turned, rolled... Mu Yan manipulated it like an arm and his fingers, like flowing clouds and flowing water.

Although the cold wind in the sky was blowing against his face, Mu Yan couldn't hide his excitement. The feeling of flying into the sky was really wonderful.

At this time, he saw a few black spots on the ground, which were very familiar. He concentrated his eyes and took a closer look. It was Xie Zhishu and his party.

Mu Yan rode the flying sword and landed in a remote corner nearby, and then released the iron-horned bull.

He sat on the back of an ox and came before the crowd.

Xie Zhishu was shocked when he saw Mu Yan coming.

Xiong Dazhuang said in a daze: "Little brother, are you still alive?"

"My life is almost gone." Mu Yan said angrily.

At this moment, his hair was standing on end, his face was red, and he looked very embarrassed.

Mu Yan originally wanted to show off his misfortune, but just now he was blown to pieces by the strong wind in the high altitude, so there was no need to pretend.

Feng Xiaowen gave a thumbs up: "Junior, you really live up to your strengths."

What are the advantages? Good at escaping!

At this time, Leng Feng asked calmly: "Where is the silver-winged ice dragon?"

"I've been carrying it around in circles, and I don't know where it ended up flying," Mu Yan said.

Everyone nodded.

No matter how hard they tried, they couldn't guess that the silver-winged ice dragon had become the soul of Mu Yan's sword, and its fighting spirit was quietly floating in Mu Yan's sea of ​​souls!

Xie Zhishu glanced at the sky and said, "Find a cave to stay tonight and return tomorrow!"

"Okay!" Everyone was very excited, because all six monster eggs were brought out, and then it was time to carve them up!