Chapter 598 (2/2)
The twin swords of son and mother refined by Luo Qingtong, one on the left and one on the right, interact with each other and echo each other from afar!
With the situation of Ling Tianhan, we can give full play to his strength.
In order to improve Ling Tianhan's strength, Luo Qingtong also teaches Ling Tianhan the skill of fighting left and right when he was bored in his previous life.
With that cooperation, Ling Tianhan's double hand swordsmanship was completely terrible!
More importantly, Luo Qingtong told him that if he and the sword fit enough, he could still use his mind to defend the sword! Take the head from the sky!
Use your mind to defend the sword!
Ling Tianhan was shocked when he heard this.
It's something that can only be done by those who are strong in the holy land after they can control the aura around them!
Luo Qingtong even said that this sword can let him use his mind to control the sword?
What level should this sword reach?
But he didn't feel the terrible smell from the sword!
What's more, it's not a man of his cultivation who can control the spirit tools that have reached such a state!
Ling Tianhan didn't know that Luo Qingtong had engraved the inscription in his son's and mother's double swords, so he could achieve this effect!
Otherwise, it is impossible for a common spirit weapon to be like this sword.
After giving Ling Tianhan the sword and the skill of fighting left and right, Luo Qingtong began to refine his spirit weapon for the little overlord of the Yuan Dynasty.
No way, who let the yuan little overlord see Ling Tianhan's son and mother double swords, instantly cry earth shaking, said that among them, he was the most miserable, nothing.
Immediately holding Luo Qingtong's thigh, life and death want her to help himself refining.
”Boss! I will do my best for you, after death! You say I'll hit Shi Qingqing on the chest, I'll never hit her on the thigh! ”
”Boss! You also refine a spirit weapon for me
Yuan XIAOBAWANG held her thigh and cried with tears.
Luo Qingtong looks at his speechless face.
Three big five thick man, holding her leg crying so miserable!
He thought he was out singing? Whose voice is louder and whose cry is worse?