Chapter 273

"Hem" piglet swallows the ring loach beads, and the energy in the beads will take a few days to be fully absorbed and integrated,

at this time, the piglet rubs his head on Wang Mang's calf, and grunts to Wang Mang twice in a flattering way,

Wang Mang looks at the piglet's bright eyes, which contain the dependence on his master,

who let himself be the pig No matter how stupid he was, he had to support himself.

Wang Mang didn't complain at this time. He just squatted down and stroked the pig's hard bristles on his head.

listening to his comfortable humming voice, he murmured to himself, "you are so handsome, so heroic, so handsome, so cool, you might as well go to bed Call you stupid pig. "

stupid pig was a little confused at first. After Wang Mang said it twice, he grunted twice and was a little happy. He also had a name.

Wang Mang looked at stupid pig helplessly, and suddenly found that its strength had reached the first level peak.

Wang Mang was a little surprised, but he was not there Wang Mang waved his hand to the green loach bead, indicating that he wanted to play with it,

but he needed to find the two items left after the burst of the guangtuan. Wang Mang had not taken two steps forward, and his mind was stunned,

A knife! A big knife! It's really an exaggerated broadsword,

Wang Mang looked at the three meter long, arm thick and thin blade, two meters long and half meters wide, which is as thick as a door plate.

at this time, the huge sword was inserted in a pool of mud, but the momentum was not wrong! This is the breath of the holy soldier! This is a nine level holy soldier!

Wang Mang could not help but feel excited. As soon as he grasped the thick, slightly cold three meter blade, his hand just touched the blade. The whole blade trembled slightly and sounded like a dragon chant.

pieces of obscure and abstruse words ran from the tip of the blade to the end of the blade, interspersed with a domineering blade pattern, "the way of heaven is missing, the way of the sword comes out." In the world, the sword is like thunder and tiger. "

a message came from the palm of Wang Mang's hand when he touched the blade. Wang Mang could not help but read the obscure words on the blade body,

" this blade is called thunder! What a knife

With all his strength, Wang Mang pulled out the huge sword which was as thick as a door plank from the mire,

"this sword weighs a thousand jin!"

Wang Mang was overjoyed. His blood controlled spirit soldier, the ink dragon spear, only weighed more than 500 Jin,

and the ink dragon spear was the most important key to the Tibetan dragon stele. After opening the Tibetan dragon stele, he was going to find another weapon to weigh his hand.

I didn't expect that he was really sleepy and gave him a pillow. The weight of the knife was just right for his body of nearly 10 tons Power,

Wang Mang waved the amazing five or six meter sword with one hand. The sound of the sword cutting the air was like the roar of thunder, which is worthy of the name of thunder!

Wang Mang carefully communicated with the spirit will of the thunder sabre,

he found that there was an unexpected fit between himself and the spirit, just like the sword he had used for decades. When he was excited and happy, Wang Mang was a little disconsolate,

he used the shooting method in his previous life, but now if he changed to use the knife, there was no suitable knife method, let alone no suitable one What can we do if we can't exert the power of thunder knife?

just when Wang Mang was disconsolate, stupid pig came to Wang Mang with a simple book in his mouth.

Wang Mang took it from his mouth curiously, and was overjoyed. He didn't expect that the third guangtuan was a matching Dao skill. What a fate!