Mirror Authority

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Yang Yi nodded: "Fish approaching the abyss and transforming into a dragon, this knife has an extraordinary artistic conception..."

Although he didn't experiment, he could tell that the sharpness of this Yuyuan sword was not worse than that of Zhang Xinyuan's dagger, even if it was not as sharp as the weapon he had just forged!

It can already be counted as a real magical weapon.

"This is the best weapon I have forged in my life. Many people paid a lot of money to buy it, but I didn't sell it. I will give it to you now!"

Chen Nanyun laughed.

Yang Yi shook his head. Just as he was about to speak, he was interrupted by the old man: "Don't refuse in a hurry, I'm giving you this thing, and it's not without request."

Only then did Yang Yi breathe a sigh of relief: "Mr. Chen, please tell me!"

Chen Nanyun stroked his beard and said with a smile: "This weapon has been put away by me since it was forged. It has never killed anyone, nor has it been stained with blood! I hate people who don't respect weapons all my life. The sharp weapon of the magic weapon will only be shelved, just like the Maxima is only humiliated in the hands of slaves, and died parallel in the stables... Laughing at others, but I am one of them!"

"You're right. Weapons are most useful if they are suitable for combat. I want you to bring them into battle and play a real role, instead of always hiding them in their sheaths and only being used as a tool to commemorate the glory... This It's the first thing I want you to do."

Dazed for a moment, Yang Yi was in awe, no longer the previous frivolity, bowed and clasped his fists: "Boy must abide by it!"

If the other party said this, if he refused again, he would be a bit ignorant of flattery.

"Ok!"

Chen Nanyun nodded, pointing to the ball in Yang Yi's hand: "The second one is my selfishness... I don't know, can I give this weapon a name?"

Thinking it was something, but unexpectedly it was this, Yang Yi nodded hastily: "This is what it should be!"

This weapon itself was forged by the opponent, so it is most appropriate for him to name it.

"it is good!"

Seeing that he agreed, Chen Nanyun heaved a sigh of relief, looked at the ball, and stroked it: "You said that what you need is a blade. I didn't have any ideas at the beginning. After designing weapons for so many years, everyone must have a handle and a place to hold it. , to make it more convenient for users, and it has not been designed to be sharp on both sides... Later, I thought that the dragon soaring in the sky can defend against all lightning and thunder, and can tear all illusions, relying on the hard dragon scales, so I thought of designing it It looks like scales!"

Yang Yi was stunned.

In this way, these blades are indeed somewhat similar to scales, buckled together, formed into a ball, and spread out to form a shield...

After explaining, Chen Nanyun looked over again, his eyes full of expectation, and said: "So, I want to name this weapon... [Dragon Clothes]! I wonder if it is possible?"

"Of course!"

Yang Yi nodded hastily: "This name is very good...I like it very much!"

After finishing speaking, he also stroked the ball, put his fingertips on it, and smiled lightly: "Okay, from now on, you have a name, and it will be called...【Longyi】!"

At the end of the speech, there was a sudden shock at the fingertips, and Yang Yi immediately felt that there seemed to be something responding in the ball, and he jumped for joy.

"Artifact?"

Yang Yi couldn't help being stunned.

Chapter 241 Killing the Priestess

There are weapon spirits in the world, and many people know it.

For example, the leeches in the mirror of Suolong are Qilings.

But... this is a weapon that has just been refined. It was an ordinary meteorite before, how could it exist?

Full of doubts, his fingers touched the past again, and he could indeed feel the joy in it.

"It's my thunder power!"

The power of thought spread, and he quickly understood.

The ability to mutate contains the spiritual power of the mutant, just like a gun that manifests itself. Once it dies, the manifested thing will disappear.

The same is true for Lei Ting. To put it bluntly, it is evolved from spiritual power. When refining the weapon, it has been used to increase the temperature, coupled with the subsequent high-intensity forging, and it has gradually merged with it.

"It's not considered a weapon spirit, but after cultivating it for a long time, it should have its own consciousness like a weapon spirit..."

Yang Yi's eyes lit up.

The mental power he has been forged in is just to give him a certain amount of spirituality, at most he can only seek good luck and avoid bad luck, but if he is properly nurtured, he may not be able to become a real weapon spirit!

Once successful, even if it is not a boundary object, I am afraid it will not be weaker than a boundary object!

Knowing this, I love this weapon even more.

I don't know his psychological changes, but when he agreed, Chen Nansheng nodded with a smile: "My request is just these two, although I don't know your exact identity, but since you are a member of the action team, I hope you can kill more illegal mutants , don't insult the two weapons of Yuyuan and Longyi!"

"Will not!"

Yang Yi nodded.

Although the Yuyuan Sword is not as strong as the Dragon Clothes, it is extremely powerful in close quarters, especially when combined with the ability of the upper ground walker, the effect is amazing!

Back then, with the white eagle's long knife, he attacked and beheaded many people, and the demons were all caught.

However, the fighting skills he is learning now are only pure physical ones, and he doesn't know the third-level fighting skills, with or without weapons.

After explaining, Chen Nansheng breathed a sigh of relief, his complexion became much older, and his body seemed to be unable to hold on any longer. Just as Yang Yi guessed, it was all thanks to one breath to be able to support until now.

Fortunately, Yuanneng Liquid was prepared before, and after giving it to the other party, he really recovered.

Knowing that if you keep using it, your body will get better and better, and it will be hard to die. Yang Yi smiled, went back to the room arranged by the other party, and stayed.

It's not that they don't want to leave, but it's four o'clock in the morning, and the two of them insist on staying, and they really can't leave.

After staying for a while, he didn't feel sleepy at all. Seeing that Chen Nanyun and Xiaochao had fallen asleep, Yang Yi wrote a farewell letter, and then he was refreshed. The dragon clothes spread out, buckled into a shield, and fell at his feet.

I can't sleep anyway, try this new weapon!

With a surge of thought power, he flew up immediately, and flew out of the small courtyard in the blink of an eye, flying higher and farther.

Flying on it is much more comfortable than standing on a baton.

As the wind roared, Yang Yi's speed became faster and faster, and the air roared like tears. Because the speed was too fast, and it was dark night, no one would have thought that it was a human flying, but it would be a fighter jet or something.

"300 m/s!"

Soon, Yang Yi determined his own speed.

At the peak of the normal horror level, the speed of running on the ground is about 120 meters per second. Yang Yi cooperates with the power of mind, up to 180 meters per second, not more than two hundred!

With the help of the dragon clothes, it directly reached [-], which is almost close to the speed of sound!

At this speed, it is impossible for ordinary disaster-level players to catch it.

In other words, with the help of Longyi, he truly has the qualifications to challenge a master like the Hermit, and even... possibly kill him!

As expected of a weapon forged by a master craftsman, it instantly increased his strength by no less than double, and greatly increased his life-saving ability.

"Try the power of this thing!"

After flying for a while, he found that he was already far away from Didu, more than tens of kilometers away. Yang Yi spotted a direction and flew straight there.

It is a small hill.

It is not as majestic and towering as Maling Mountain, but there are many trees. Countless towering old trees cover the sky and the sun, making it look a little dark and gloomy.

Knowing that experimenting with weapons will definitely cause disturbances, this is the most suitable place, Yang Yi smiled lightly and fell down.

The power of thought was running, and with a sound of "crash!", the shield immediately turned into nine sharp blades, turned into streamers, and shot forward.

"Speed ​​3000 m/s!"

Yang Yi was surprised.

Previously, in the mirror world, he controlled Zhang Xinyuan's short sword, which could reach a maximum speed of 2000 m/s. Although at that time, his mind power had not yet broken through and only had a strength of 79999 catties, but... an increase of [-] catties directly reached [-] meters per second. It is a qualitative leap!

"It's because of the dragon clothes..."

This weapon is not only in line with aerodynamics, but also saves mental power when flying, and more importantly... it contains his mental power, which can perfectly cooperate with his own mental power!

In this way, not only the forward speed is fast, but the speed of changing direction is also fast!

A weapon can only move forward, not change direction, and its deterrence will not be too great. Once the direction is changed in the air, and it is controlled and can change in real time, it is terrifying!

The current Longyi is like this.

Nine blades, like nine dragon scales, not only can fly up to 3000 m/s, but also can turn quickly with the power of thought. A strong person like the hermit may be easily broken if he does not prepare in advance.

Crash!The nine blades flying in the air gathered together to form a ball, which slowly landed in his palm.

Although he didn't break through to the disaster level, at this moment, he is truly standing at the pinnacle of the world. As long as the destruction level powerhouse does not appear, no one needs to be afraid.

"Let's go back!"

After controlling it for a while, feeling that his mind power was about to be exhausted, Yang Yi assembled the blades into a shield again, stepped on it and was about to fly back to the imperial capital, when his heart moved and he looked in one direction.

A few tens of kilometers away from him, Yuan Neng was constantly stirring, as if someone was fighting.

His mind power can't spread so far, but the ability of the ground walker makes him extremely sensitive to ground fluctuations. The power of fighting in the distance is very ferocious, no less than a small earthquake, and he can clearly feel it.

Without further ado, Yang Yi flew over directly.

If it's from the action team, I don't mind helping them out. If it's an illegal mutant, just kill him and try the weapon!

Afraid of being discovered by the other party, he didn't dare to fly too fast, and it took more than ten minutes to come to the vicinity.

The battle continued. Both sides were extremely powerful. Every time they attacked, a big hole was made on the ground. The air seemed to be torn apart, because in the depths of the mountain forest, no one else was paying attention.

After a while, Yang Yi's face became serious.

Before he got close, he knew that this was definitely a battle of disaster-level powerhouses!

This kind of strong, any one, has a high status, why would they fight?

With a slight shake, it got into the ground.

With his current strength, he flies over blatantly, and is easy to be discovered. He hides underground. Even a strong man of this level will be difficult to detect if he doesn't look carefully.

After a while, they came to a valley, and the energy waves of the battle emanated from here.

I found a safe place, probed quietly, only glanced at it, and couldn't help being stunned.

In the valley, three figures were fighting, the raging power, the raging sway, shattered pieces of trees, and the rocks were also turned into powder. It can be said that no one was spared wherever they passed, just like a hard fight.

It really is a powerhouse of this level.

However, what made him stunned was not this, but the people who fought against each other. He actually...knows them all!

One is a hermit, and the other two are magicians and priestesses met on the train!

Aren't they... all from the Tarot Society?

Why do they fight, and it seems that they will never die?

Is the organization of illegal mutants so disunity?

Slightly puzzled, I looked over.

At this time, the hermit lost her previous elegance and beauty, but looked a bit embarrassed, with blood all over her body, and her face was slightly pale. The magician and priestess were attacking her frantically.

The strength of the two of them was already stronger than hers. Coupled with their joint efforts, the hermit has always been at a disadvantage. He may have been killed because he was not fast.

"why?"

With a loud shout, the woman's eyes were full of unwillingness: "It is the fool who asked you to kill me? Where is he? Let him come here in person! Sending people to attack secretly, what kind of hero!"

Without answering her words, the magician shook slightly, and a poker card emerged from his fingertips, and he threw it out casually.

The hermit dodged, and the playing cards hit the ground. With a "boom!", the ground was immediately blasted into a huge pothole.

The air wave rolled over, and the woman staggered involuntarily.

The magician remained expressionless, and a piece of red cloth appeared in his palm again, and he threw it into the air, and the latter turned around in the air, spreading like a rope.

This Tarot Club's major arcana card is really like a magician. It seems that there is no one move, but the moves are full of weirdness. Even if the hermit is not weak, it is still full of panic and hard to resist.

"Stop playing with her, end the fight!"

The priestess frowned slightly.

"Okay, you trap him, I'll do it!" The magician nodded.

The priestess stopped talking, narrowed her eyes, muttered a few times in a low voice, and slowly raised her hands upwards. In an instant, the sky became gloomy, and countless snowflakes fell, soon covering an area about 500 meters in diameter.

As the snowflakes fell to the ground, this place, as if it had signed some kind of contract with heaven and earth, became a special cage from which it was impossible to escape.

Yang Yi narrowed his eyes.

This is June. Although the imperial capital is close to the north, it is also summer. The nights reach over 20 degrees, and snowflakes and cages appear... Is it so terrible to use the mutation ability at the catastrophic level?

The snowflakes fell bigger and bigger, and the ground quickly turned white. The hermit in the snow was restricted, like a bird trapped in a cage, and could not escape no matter what.