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"Hey!"

"Hah!"

In the Bajian Villa, which had already been wiped out by Jin Chong, there was now a lot of people, and the sound of panting like a cow kept coming from inside.

"The waist should be straight, and the sword should be straight!"

In addition, there is another calm voice, the internal strength of the owner of this voice should not be weak, and the voice of one person can overshadow the uniform roar of more than 100 men in the village.

However, it can also be heard from this that this person should be training this group of men in the village.

"Speed up, is the rice eaten for nothing? Can't lift a sword?"

As if he was not satisfied with the results of the training, the man's voice was full of dissatisfaction and disdain.

Bang!

Suddenly, I heard an earth-shattering loud noise in the front yard of the sword, and even the ground seemed to jump three times in a row, and then, a more explosive voice suddenly roared:

"What the hell, what is a sword?"

"You're going to try to carry this Rausch door panel from morning till night?"

After this loud shout, there was a sudden silence in the courtyard, and the owner of this voice was quite dignified among the men, and he did not move, and the rest of the people did not move.

"Humph!"

After a moment, the sect-like voice snorted coldly and said, "Black Dragon, are you going to take the lead in making trouble again?"

Black Dragon?

The name...... Seems familiar?

"Take the lead, Mom-yes, Meng Hanran, don't make a mistake, these brothers were originally from my Black Dragon Society, Lao Tzu Black Dragon was originally their leader, and I will take your uncle's head!"

The owner of this angry voice turned out to be the Black Dragon, the boss of the Black Dragon Society?

Turning the shadow wall cast by the jade cold stone, the scene in the front yard of the sword came into view, and in the huge front yard, there were indeed more than a hundred and ten men neatly arranged in a queue.

Each of these men has a giant heavy sword unique to the Sword Villa, and everyone is soaked in clothes, sweating profusely on their faces, and they look tired.

At this time, the focus of the field, the direction of everyone's eyes, is the tower-like man standing at the front of the queue, this big man's bald head is shining, and the sweat is only a lot more than the people behind him.

The muscles on the big man's burly and strong body seem to be as sharp as iron, and no matter which direction you look at, it is full of explosive power.

This man...... It was the black dragon that Jian Chen had fought at the Wuzhou ferry more than half a year ago!

He will actually be in Bajian Villa!

The black dragon's angry eyes the size of copper bells were glaring fiercely at the person in front of him, a person dressed in yellow with a calm face.

Meng Hanran, the former owner of the three young farms of Bajian Villa.

At this time, Meng Hanran was no longer as depressed as when the Sword Villa was first destroyed, he was carrying his hands behind his back, and his angry gaze at the black dragon was extremely flat, and it was only occasionally the essence revealed from those plain eyes that his profound skills were suddenly revealed.

Meng Hanran, who hasn't seen him for many days, seems to have made a big breakthrough!

"Black Dragon, you can't even lift a sword steadily, what qualifications do you have to yell at me?"

"A sword?"

The black dragon was almost shaking in anger, and even his big swarthy face turned red.

He fought a small body of strange power, and after becoming famous, he was also a person who was accustomed to heavy weapons, and the fine iron spear weighed as much as three hundred and thirty-three catties when he fought with Jian Chen that day.

Meng Hanran actually said that he couldn't even lift a sword?

Even if it is a giant heavy sword unique to Sword Villa, it will not be heavier than his fine iron spear!

"You call this a sword?!"

The black dragon was furious, his arm, which was thicker than an ordinary person's thigh, trembled violently, and angrily pointed at his feet, where there was a large pit that he had just smashed with his weapon.

This pit is not too deep, but it is very long, the distance between the black dragon and Meng Hanran is three zhang away, and the length of this pit is almost three zhang away.

In the pit, there was a sword, no, to be exact, made of many giant heavy swords connected together, much longer than a gun...... Sword?

"Lao Tzu's previous gun weighed about 300 catties and was fifteen feet long, you look at the sword you got for Lao Tzu, he--it is twice as long as a spear, this is still a sword?"

Meng Hanran smiled lightly, took a step forward, walked to the tip of the heavy sword that made the black dragon angry, and said indifferently: "Haven't you always boasted of your innate divine power? This sword is longer than your spear and twice as heavy as your spear, but that's all." ”

Just?

The black dragon almost spewed fire, what do you mean?

It is true that he is accustomed to heavy weapons, his fine iron spear weighs about 300 catties, and this sword is only about 600 catties, of course he can lift it with his strength, which is also true.

But the problem is that just because you can lift it doesn't mean you can keep it.

Even his spear, although it is as light as nothing when fighting, but it also cooperates with internal forces, and it is not okay for him to eat and sleep all the time with such a heavy weight.

Not to mention this sword, this Rausch sword!

It is twice as heavy as a gun, but it is twice as long as it is long, and it is not as simple as one plus one to swing it, and an inch long and an inch strong is not only aimed at the enemy, but also requires a higher load on itself.

The black dragon wielded this sword, almost ten times more than the force he had used to wield his spear!

And!

What Meng Hanran asked for was not that the black dragon could wield this sword freely during battle, but anytime, anywhere!

It's been a month, and the black dragon clearly remembers that he has been coming to the Sword Villa for a month, and when he first came, the sword that Meng Hanran gave him was slightly lighter than the spear, although it was also very difficult, but after a period of adaptation, the black dragon could also swing the giant sword uninterruptedly for eight hours a day.

At that time, he was even a little happy, to be able to do this, his strength naturally increased significantly, and his cultivation also faintly had a breakthrough posture.

But just as he became familiar with the giant sword, Meng Hanran actually added another one on top of the giant sword, and then, it took him half a month to get used to it, and just after he got to it, this bastard turned out to be ...... One more!

The three connected giant swords, the black dragon tried his best, but he could only wield it for less than an hour, and then his back and legs were numb, and he had no more strength.

"You think this sword is heavy?"

Meng Hanran still turned a blind eye to the black dragon's anger, he just said lightly, and then slowly raised a kick.

"Really...... Is it heavy?"

Rumble!

Slowly raised a foot and stepped down heavily, at this moment, Meng Hanran's face, which had always been indifferent, suddenly became sharp!

The air waves were monstrous, and with the weak body of the black dragon, he couldn't resist the sudden air waves, and he was forced to take a big step back.

Then, his complexion changed dramatically.

With Meng Hanran's kick, the giant sword he hated to the bone seemed to suddenly lose weight, and it was shocked by the shock force of Meng Hanran's kick and bounced!