"Good guy..." Wu Shen quickly turned over and stabilized his body, looking at Wu Lai over there with vigilance in his eyes. Wu Lai didn't do anything, that is to say, it was simply the instinctive reaction of Wu Lai's body now.

To be precise, it is the body's self-protection.

"Daddy!" Wu Lai shouted in a hurry, afraid that something had happened to his martial god father. He also looked at his hands in doubt. Just now he really hadn't done anything. Why did he just bounce his own?

"It's okay, it's okay, your boy is great now, Dad, I can't match you!" Wu Shen was not angry at all, but very excited, just a little emotion in his words.

"Of course, this is my son. Of course, it's better than you." Murong Xue farted on one side.

"It's not like my son." Wu Shen muttered.

The old man was not interested in listening to the old couple quarreling here. Instead, he looked at Wu Lai and said, "Xiao Wu Lai, put away the fairy sword."

Hearing the old man's words, Wu Lai immediately waved, and the bone sword had already come into his hand.

"Fairy sword, Grandpa, is this really a fairy sword?" When Wu Lai held the bone sword, the whole person became different, the breath on his body rose to the peak at this moment, and the old man's body also involuntarily stepped back.

The pressure is the same as that of a real fairy.

On this earth, only Wu Lai has such strength.

"There is a good Chinese saying. Heroes have been born in youth since ancient times. This sentence is really appropriate for little Wu Lai. Did any of you ever think that there will be a 20-year-old boy whose cultivation reaches the peak, and with only one step short, his body will really soar into the fairyland?" The old man sighed with great emotion: "who could have thought that on this earth, someone would forge a fairy sword with his own strength, and successfully passed the punishment of heaven. Although people did not rank in the fairy class, this sword must be a fairy sword."

Wu Lai looked at the bone sword. Originally, under the immortal robbery, a little crack had appeared on the body of the bone sword, but now, the crack had disappeared, and there it was replaced by golden lines.

There are nine golden lines like lightning on the sword. In their eyes, these nine lines seem to be constantly flowing, especially mysterious.

"Grandpa, at that time, this sword should be able to make those exotic monsters disappear completely." Wu Lai played with the fairy sword in his hand, and his eyes were full of confidence. He was even sure that he would not even use the fairy sword in his hand when encountering foreign monsters again. He could kill unilaterally by virtue of his physical strength now!

At least, the alien monster that jealousy turned into, he can be sure that he only needs a punch, and the alien monster will turn into a corpse under his fist.

"You should be careful. Your strength is not too strong now. The fairy sword has a spirit, and you will choose your master. If you are not careful, your fairy family will break off relations with you directly." The old man frowned and said, when he was in the fairy world, there were many such things, especially the material of this sword, but the bones of exotic creatures!