Chapter 207： Dance of wings (2/2)
Duan Jian smiled slightly and waved his hand, all the remaining cards turned over, Song Jian's face changed, his eyes widened;
”Mistweed, Six-veined Excalibur (residual)-Shao Shangjian, Dugu Nine Sword (residual)-Broken Palm Style, Tai Chi Sword Technique, Quanzhen Sword Technique, Jade Girl's Heart Sword Technique, Three-point Sword Technique ...” Song Jian Boss with eyes open, originally thought that the skill ”Folding Wing Dance” is already a good swordsmanship, but I did not expect that among these swordsmanship, Folding Wing Dances could be regarded as middle-class;
”Dugu Nine Swords, Six-pulse Divine Swords, Tai Chi Swords, mother-in-law, there are even ways to ward off evil swords ...” Song Jian was a little speechless. So many legendary swords made Song Jian unable to see his eyes.
”Okay, practice well. When you are fifteenth level, you can go to the TV tower to find me. At that time, I will teach you the skill of a refining body!” After Duan Jian said, with a wave, all cards disappeared. The sword pill around him turned into a huge long sword, Duan Jian jumped on the long sword, the royal sword flew, and after a short time, he turned into a small black spot in the air;
”Yu, UU reading book . Yu Jian flying? Is this also a skill that palm sword can master?” Song Jian was surprised;
At this moment, there was a sudden rush of footsteps after Song fitness, turned around and saw that three or four players had rushed to the top of the building;
Seeing Song Jian standing on the top of the building, a few expressions of surprise appeared on the faces of the players;
”Palm sword, are you the professional combat instructor of palm sword?” A player in leather armor shouted towards Song Jian;
After Song Jian became the envoy of the sword, he did not have time to hide his occupation, so his level and occupation are now exposed above his head;
”Probably not. I heard that the palm swordsman has seventy or eighty grades, this one is only ten grades ...”
”Maybe it's that disciple of Palm Swordsman. It may be our master ...”
”Yes, yes, better attitude!”
”Do you have anything to do with my master?” Song Jian laughed;
”Master? It looks like he's right, he's really the disciple of that combat instructor ...”
”Ahem, we also want to be a palm swordsman, don't know if it's okay?” This group of players said quickly;
”Of course, but it depends on how good your sincerity is ...” Song Jian laughed with a smile on his face, stretched out his index finger towards this group of players, rubbed his thumb twice;
”Misty grass, is this going to be a bribe to us? Is the NPC in this game so smart? It's just too human ...”
”Give it, give it, maybe it will make our assessment task easier ...”
This group of people rushed out a lot of doomsday coins from the parcel column, some took out thirty, some took out fifty, and the highest one took out one hundred doomsday coins;
Song Jian glanced at the doomsday coins in their hands, and said disappointedly, ”Your heart is dishonest ~”
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