Chapter 3367 Couple's Sword 3

"boom!"

Just when she was about to rush to Ye Qingli's side, a layer of ice shield suddenly popped up, and then, Ning Suqin was very sad, and was directly thrown dozens of meters away.

Lying on the ground without an image, like a little turtle...

And Ye Qingli's hand had already grasped the hilt of the sword at this time, she turned her head and looked at Jun Aohan.

There was a tacit understanding in the eyes of the two people.

From the hilt, there seemed to be an inexplicable spiritual power.

Let them connect with each other.

"bring it on!"

The two spoke at the same time.

Then, forcefully pull out...

"Boom--"

In an instant, the ground shook!

Ning Suqin, who was screaming in the distance, also lost her voice instantly.

He stared blankly at the two people in front of him.

The huge sword that was welded into the stone tablet.

In this way, under the combined force of the two people, it was pulled out little by little.

Bunch of golden rays of light flew out like fireflies, and then kept surrounding the two people.

A trace of spiritual power kept infiltrating into it.

Flowing in the meridians of the two people.

A faint voice came from the air.

"Those who can pull out my sword will have my inheritance. The ancient five elements of spiritual power, wash the meridians of Er and others..."

Ning Suqin, who was lying in the distance, was almost going mad with jealousy!

It's so unfair, isn't it?

It is actually the ancient five elements spiritual power!

Legend has it that it is the purest, purest, and purest spiritual power in the world!

Those who have been washed through the meridians by this kind of spiritual power have a high chance of being able to advance to the first rank!

Such a good thing should have been mine!

The group of light shrouded the two of them for a long time before slowly dissipating.

Then, the huge sword hovered in the middle of the two and separated by itself.

Then, it turned into two swords, one long and one short.

And the pattern of the two swords combined is exactly the shape of the neck of the mandarin duck.

Jun Aohan looked at the treasured sword in his hand, and immediately smiled happily.

"Qingli, don't you think that this sword looks much better than the original one?"

After seeing this sword, he immediately forgot about the blood refining that had followed him for more than ten years.

I didn't see it, how beautiful is the pattern on it?

How strong is the symbolism?

That blood refining, listening to the name and looking, makes people so scared.

How can this sword be so festive and auspicious?

If you and Qingli, one day, like these two swords, lying together, like a mandarin duck cross neck...

hey-hey!

Jun Aohan began to stand there, grinning and giggling.

Ye Qingli was confused.

"Hey, are you okay?"

"it's okay no problem!"

Jun Aohan quickly raised his sword.

"Look how beautiful this sword is..."

"Oh, this kid is crazy..."

Ye Qingli let out a long sigh.

This is the sixth time.

It's a sin for such a good young man to go crazy.

Ning Suqin, who had just got up from the ground, was already furious!

Especially, after seeing those two swords!

The entangled pattern is like two vines entangled with each other, tightly entangled and never separated...

Seeing that Ning Suqin's eyes were almost bleeding.

Just when she bit her lip and didn't have time to speak.

Jun Aohan suddenly screamed again.

"Hey, Qingli, look!"