After binding with the rich school beauty, I became a martial god by lying flat

"Longquan Sword!?" Zhao Long, with sharp eyes, recognized the long sword in Chen Ping's hand.

This was the flying sword that Xu Tianyuan, the martial god, found in an extremely dangerous ancient relic deep in the Beast Abyss. He had used it to kill countless monsters and was famous for his brilliant record of taking the heads of divine beasts from thousands of miles away.

I don't know how many people envied this flying sword and wanted to take it for themselves.

Now Chen Ping actually got it?

Looking at the Longquan Sword in Chen Ping's hand, and then looking at the broken sword in his hand.

Zhao Long's jealousy reached its peak, and he roared angrily: "Chen Ping, you cheated! You must have known in advance that this sword is the Longquan Sword, otherwise who would choose it?"

Chen Ping had no time to pay attention to Zhao Long, the jumping clown. He carefully stroked the Longquan Sword, and his mental power penetrated into it, and clearly felt the unusually active divinity inside.

And its extreme desire for battle.

The spiritual Longquan Sword took the initiative to float vertically in front of Chen Ping, as if looking him up and down, and then suddenly flew to Chen Ping's feet, tilted the sword body, as if inviting Chen Ping to come up.

As soon as Chen Ping stepped on it, a strong suction came from the Longquan Sword, firmly adsorbing his feet to the sword body.

Chen Ping, who was very interested in flying with a sword, asked tentatively: "Can you fly?"

Before the voice fell, the Longquan Sword directly rose to the sky on the spot, five meters above the ground, and took Chen Ping around the Demon-Suppressing Pass at a very fast speed.

Because the speed was too fast, Chen Ping felt that the surrounding scenery was rapidly retreating backwards. When he came to his senses, he found that he had returned to the original place.

"What a Longquan Sword!" Chen Ping didn't expect to experience the pleasure of flying with a sword in the high martial arts world, and he was surprised and happy.

Zhao Long, who was standing next to him, had red eyes. The broken sword that Chen Ping picked up turned into the famous Longquan Sword.

But the sword he carefully selected became a worthless rag.

Zhao Long threw the sword on the ground in anger and was about to turn around and leave.

The book in Chen Ping's arms suddenly emitted a faint golden light, which was extremely extraordinary.

Chen Ping hurriedly stuffed the sword control tactics into the inner pocket of his clothes, and Zhao Long's eyes became even redder.

The book that can emit golden light can only be made of pages made of the fur of divine beasts!

The things recorded in this book that can be written with the fur of divine beasts must be extremely extraordinary, maybe it is a heavenly level technique!

At the same time, a strong medicinal fragrance came out of Chen Ping's pocket.

Just a sniff made Zhao Long's pores all over his body dilate, and he was much more energetic.

Could it be the dark pill that Chen Ping took out?

The medicinal effect of a trace of overflowing medicinal fragrance is so strong, how terrible must the medicinal effect of the pill itself be?

Chen Ping took out the box containing the pills. The original simple wooden box turned into a white jade box. The box was not tightly closed, revealing a gap.

He closed the box completely with his right hand, and the medicinal fragrance in the air quickly disappeared.

Seeing that the three things Chen Ping chose were all priceless, especially the Longquan Sword, which was a priceless treasure, Zhao Long almost collapsed.

He had just run a few steps, and thought that it would be more embarrassing if he left empty-handed, so he had to turn around and pick up the long sword on the ground and hold it in his arms.

He wrapped the long sword tightly with his coat, as if he had really picked a treasure and held it carefully in his arms as if it were a treasure.

Several candidates who had finished drawing the prize saw Zhao Long coming out and hurriedly surrounded him.

"Master Zhao Long, with your vision, you must have picked the best treasure in the armory. Let us open our eyes?"

"Look at the shape of the treasure you are holding. Is it a sword?"

"I really envy you for being able to choose the treasure you want by yourself. We randomly drew some ordinary treasures."

Zhao Long looked at the extraordinary treasures in their hands, and his body trembled with anger and he couldn't speak.

Chen Ping, who had a lot of harvest, stepped on Fei's face and flew over the heads of several people.

Several candidates looked at Chen Ping's flying figure with envy. One candidate said: "Master Zhao Long, can all the swords in the armory fly? Can you show us?"

"Yes, Master Zhao Long, let us open our eyes too!"

Several more candidates who had finished drawing the prize came over, with happy expressions on their faces, obviously very satisfied with the treasures they won in the lottery.

Zhao Long's face was ashen, and he finally couldn't help but roared: "Get out of here!"

Then he pushed away a candidate who was blocking him and ran away with his head down.

"Strange, with Zhao Long's personality, if he had drawn a treasure, he would definitely show off in front of us, why did he leave in anger?"

The candidate who was pushed to the ground stood up and sneered: "I think he probably made a mistake and picked a rag, and he felt ashamed and embarrassed to show it to us."

Several candidates looked at each other, and then laughed happily at the same time, and the air was full of joy.

"I've long been fed up with him. He deserves it for being arrogant!"

"Hahaha, I must spread this news throughout Beijing. Zhao Long picked a rag in the arsenal. It's really hilarious!"

Chen Ping had just flown a short distance when he saw Xu Qingli, who was sitting on a chair and waving at him.

Xu Qingli was holding a precious robe that was emitting colorful rays of light, and a simple long sword without any decoration on his waist.

Chen Ping controlled the flying sword to land in front of Xu Qingli. As soon as his mental power touched the long sword, a domineering will came out of the sword, which bounced his mental power away.

It seems to be a divine weapon with divinity.

Xu Qingli looked at the Longquan Sword under Chen Ping's feet, and a trace of envy flashed in his eyes: "I didn't expect Uncle Tianyuan to pass the Longquan Sword to you."

"This Longquan Sword is a divine weapon that has been with him for half his life. Under his nurturing, it has become spiritual and can fly and attack independently. It is extremely extraordinary. "

Chen Ping smiled, took out the sword control technique from his arms and handed it to Xu Qingli.

"This sword control technique is for you to learn."

Xu Qingli took the sword control technique, flipped through it casually, and suddenly stopped as if struck by lightning.

A memory suddenly came to her mind, that was the memory of her controlling the Longquan sword and fighting against monsters.

A large amount of information related to the sword control technique flooded into her mind with memories.

Flying thousands of miles with the sword, chasing and killing the fleeing Li Xinyi, just when she was about to find Li Xinyi's whereabouts, her father suddenly died at home, and her uncle was also seriously injured and dying.

She had no choice but to rush back home, but was plotted against by the Wang family. If she hadn't fought desperately, and her uncle hadn't fought desperately to take her out of the siege, the consequences would be disastrous.

Although she was not caught by the Wang family, her uncle stayed behind to protect her, and was eventually captured by the Wang family and became a hostage.

In the end, Uncle Tianyuan was forced to leave Zhenyao Pass and leave the Wang family. Confrontation.

As a result, not long after Uncle Tianyuan left, the Beast Abyss, which had been peaceful for many years, suddenly erupted with a tide of beasts!

Uncle Tianyuan, who received the news, wanted to rush back to support immediately, but was threatened by the Wang family with his uncle's life, and finally his uncle died in the hands of the Wang family.

When Uncle Tianyuan rushed back to Zhenyaoguan, the demon god had broken through most of the defense lines, and Uncle Tianyuan sacrificed a lot of his life to defend Zhenyaoguan.

Later, she followed Uncle Tianyuan. Although her strength increased rapidly, she was ultimately unable to turn the tide. She could only watch the Zhenyaoguan being broken and died in the mouth of the monster!

A large number of painful memory details made Xu Qingli feel very uncomfortable, and she couldn't help but burst into tears.

Chen Ping, who was at a loss, saw Xu Wenbo just walking over not far away, and immediately panicked: "If the instructor sees it, this misunderstanding will be a big deal!"