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Chapter 46 Hearing the Sword and Channeling Spirits

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    Three high-grade warriors who can no longer use their weapons can only walk two abreast in this narrow alley.  Xiao Chen only needs one-on-two, which is not a very difficult task.

    And when the two of them were working together, it was far less convenient than Xiao Chen alone. After all three of them were dealt with, Xiao Chen didn't even consume half of his energy.

    Shooting out a few wisps of flame, turning all the people on the ground into ashes, Xiao Chen took off his black cloak and slowly left the remote alley.

    Walking forward, there is a weapons shop at the end of the alley. This blacksmith shop looks very dilapidated.  Most of the paint on the wooden sign has fallen off, and it looks like a moldy board.

    Xiao Chen remembered the purpose of coming out today and decided to go in and take a look. Anyway, he had already come here, so there was nothing to lose.

    The area of ??this store is very small. There is not even a complete shelf in the small store. A lot of ironware is piled randomly in the corner, making the store even more crowded.

    Xiao Chen looked around and found some farm tools among the pile of iron tools.  I couldn't help but feel funny in my heart. I even started making farm tools. How bad this business is, I would actually think of coming here to cast soul weapons.

    The most important problem is that there is no one in the store after Xiao Chen has been here for such a long time.  People found it strange that Xiao Chen had no intention of staying any longer and was about to leave.

    "Wait a minute, don't leave yet, go and look at the weapons in those corners." Ao Jiao's voice suddenly came to mind.

    Xiao Chen said angrily: "It's just a pile of scrap metal, I don't think there's anything interesting about it."

    "You can watch it if I tell you to."

    Xiao Chen had no choice but to walk to a corner where iron tools were piled up and casually pulled out a long sword.  This is a fine iron sword two fingers wide and three feet long. It is not gorgeous in shape and looks extremely simple.

    Xiao Chen himself was not good at weapons. After looking at it for a long time, he couldn't see anything. He stood up, held the long sword in his hand, and waved it a few times.

    The sword body was thrust out by Xiao Chen at various angles in the air without making any sound, and Xiao Chen did not feel any strange power.

    Putting the long sword back in the corner, Xiao Chen suddenly seemed to remember something, held the sword in his hand again, and waved it a few times again.  Still no sound was made, no strange power was felt.

    A look of surprise flashed in Xiao Chen's eyes, he put down the long sword in his hand and picked out a thinner long sword in the corner.  I waved vigorously, but I still didn't feel any strange sounds or hear any sounds.

    "How could this sword make no sound? If the previous sword was too heavy, but this sword is as thin as a cicada's wing, why can't it still make a sound?" Xiao Chen said doubtfully.

    Aojiao suddenly jumped out and said, "That's not how swords work."

    Seeing that her complexion had improved a lot, Xiao Chen put aside his previous worries and asked, "What's going on with the sword here?"

    Aojiao didn't say anything. She took the sword from Xiao Chen's hand and casually made a starting gesture.  Standing there quietly, Xiao Chen felt that the aura in her body was constantly rising, as if she could pierce the sky with a sword in the next moment.

    Phew!

    Ao Jiao suddenly took action and danced two sword flowers in the air. The sword body was as thin as cicada wings and made a pleasant buzz in the air.  The sound is clear and crisp, like rain falling on the ground, dripping continuously.

    ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? The roars continued.

    The next moment, all the weapons in the entire store began to buzz, as if a lover had finally found the one he liked, and the sound was extremely joyful.

    Xiao Chen looked at all this in disbelief and took the sword in Ao Jiao's hand again.  The long swords in the whole room immediately stopped buzzing. No matter how hard Xiao Chen tried, there was no sound, as if they were dead.

    Yes, it¡¯s like being dead. This is a tough thing to say.  The sword itself is a dead thing, so how can it be said that it looks like death, but Xiao Chen did think of this word here.

    "Why is this sword like a dead thing in my hand, but it immediately comes to life when it's in your hand." Xiao Chen asked Ao Jiao about the question in his mind.

    Speaking of swords, Aojiao's face was full of pride. It's a pity that her face, as cute as a little girl, looked more like a girl when she was proud.

    "Although you don't understand the sword, this metaphor is very good. People who understand the sword will naturally understand it, and those who don't understand will naturally not understand it."

    These words were so confusing that people couldn¡¯t understand them. Xiao Chen said, ¡°Can you say it more simply?¡±

    Aojiao thought for a moment and said: "To put it simply?I won't say anything.  "

    Xiao Chen said helplessly: "Brother Mo, I'm going out for a while."

    Xiao Chen outside the door smiled in his heart, although I am gone, my consciousness can enter, and what you say will still not escape my ears.

    "Tsundere, you want to hide it from me, this method is too naive.

    When Aojiao saw Xiao Chen go out, she opened her hand and formed a light yellow barrier, surrounding the entire store, blocking out Xiao Chen's consciousness.

    "You must be so obedient and go out. You must have a back-up plan. I don't know what you are thinking. You are so naive."

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    After Aojiao arranged the barrier, she said: "Let's make a long story short. Which generation of Taihao Sect are you? Has your Clear Sky Hammer awakened? How much impact does this injured leg have on you?"

    Mo Fan opened his mouth wide and said in disbelief: "Who are you? How come you know my details so well? Why do I feel a familiar aura on your body?" (Remember this website's website address: www.hlnovel.com
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