After returning from Xiaohanshan, Cao Xiu and Shen Xu both received many rewards from the sect.

However, Chen Xu had treasures prepared by his family, especially the folding fan in his hand, which was a natal treasure tailored by his mother who asked the weapon refiner to help him.

Although it is only a top-grade spiritual weapon at the level, it is to take care of Chen Xu's cultivation. Otherwise, any weapon refiner can take action and use the top-level materials for refining the folding fan to make it, and you can easily sacrifice and refine it into magic weapons.

It is precisely because he already has such treasures that he does not take the rewards from the sect very seriously.

But Cao Xiu is different. He does not have Chen Xu's family background, so he attaches great importance to the spiritual weapons rewarded by the sect.

Although the best spiritual weapon rewarded by the sect is really just the best spiritual weapon, which is different from the folding fan that Chen Xu can easily sacrifice and refine into magic weapons in the future, it is enough for his current realm.

Even for a long time in the future, he will use these spiritual weapons to defend himself against the enemy.

At this time, he pinched the magic trick in his hand, used the sword-control technique inherited by the sect to control the flying sword, and slashed the crescent shovel that was hitting him.

Then the sword body changed, and a hundred sword lights transformed into them. With a sharp power, he rushed towards the fierce monks.

His move seemed to be even more ferocious than Chenxu's twelve fan bone flying swords.

But in fact, his sword-controlling technique is ordinary, far inferior to the Chenxu sword-controlling technique. The hundreds of sword lights are really just transformed, and they do not have much power except confusing their opponents.

The reason why he had such a momentum was that he deliberately chose this Thousand Phantom Spirit Sword when he was rewarded by the sect!

Cao Xiu knew the difficulty of practicing "The Six Poles Holy Demonic Art", and also had a minor in "Nine Levels of Heavenly Luo", so he really didn't have more energy to practice swordsmanship.

Therefore, like most monks in the world of cultivation, although he also learned a sword-controlling technique, he only used the flying sword as an ordinary magic weapon, which was a conventional method of fighting the enemy and would not practice too deeply.

After all, kendo and other practice methods are not compatible.

A monk who specializes in swordsmanship has an unparalleled true energy in his body. He is the best at killing and fighting. He takes advantage of his evil spirits when he kills demons.

But everything has gains and losses. Although such a sharp and powerful swordsman true essence is extremely good at killing and killing lives, it cannot be used to refine alchemy and set up formations. In even the hundreds of cultivation techniques, few swordsmans can involve it!

Therefore, although many monks with skill also carry a flying sword to defend themselves, they will not study the swordsmanship in depth.

The same is true for Cao Xiu, so when he was choosing the flying sword, he specially chose this flying sword that looked quite intimidating.

In fact, the main purpose of these sword energy is to cover up the body of the flying sword. If the fighting experience is a little worse, he may be fooled by him.

At least the monk holding a one-legged bronze man in front of him was unable to see his falsehood.

So the monk quickly activated the magic weapon on his body to protect his body, and then found that most sword lights were as impressive as they were, and even slashed on the protective light did not cause any ripple.

"Hahahaha, I almost scared Master Buddha. I thought it was a master of kendo, but it turned out to be a silver-like gun tip."

A fierce light flashed in the monk's eyes: "Since you are not strong enough, please leave it for Lord Buddha!"

As he spoke, he threw away the one-legged bronze man in his hand, and the magic weapon turned into a bronze giant that was three feet high.

The giant kicked his one foot on the ground, put his hands together, and smashed Cao Xiu with the boy's move to worship Guanyin.

Cao Xiu turned the sword technique in his hand, and Qianhuan Spirit Sword turned his sword body, trying to stop the bronze giant.

As a result, after a ding-dang sound, except for stirring up countless Mars, it was unable to stop the slightest!

Seeing that the one-legged bronze giant was as strong as Mount Tai, the two palms, the size of a palm fan, had reached the top of Cao Xiu's head, but there was no fear on his face, but instead showed a look of interest!

"Just looking for someone to try my physical strength, you came to your door!"

He stretched out his hands and met him.

"court death!"

The fierce monk sneered.

His one-legged bronze giant had tens of thousands of kilograms of power in every move. I really thought he could take it at will?

But soon, he widened his eyes and looked forward incredibly.

With a bang, Cao Xiu's hands firmly held the one-legged bronze giant's bowing power.

Although his body was smashed to the ground by a huge force, he was unscathed!

Even Cao Xiu looked at the bronze giant close to him with interest. After detecting the strength of the bronze giant, he simply dragged the other person with one hand and knocked the bronze giant's head with the other hand.

His fingers were like gold and iron cast. When he hit the head of the bronze giant, he made a sound of an iron hammer hitting the weapon.

"Is this still a human?"

The monk was shocked and quickly reached out and a magic seal was slapped on the bronze giant.

Then, strange runes appeared on the surface of the giant's body, condensed black aura and gathered towards his eyes. At the same time, his body shrank and he was about to get up and launch a new attack.

But Cao Xiu, who had already figured out the power of the bronze giant, would let the other party use it. He flipped his palm, grabbed the bronze giant's palm, and directly swung it on the ground and hit it seven or eight times.

The huge momentum shocked all the houses of the temple, and all the monks who seemed to maintain the movement of the temple were frightened by this incident and avoided them.

The strange runes on the bronze giant were flickered by Cao Xiu's series of actions. Before the monk could do anything else, Cao Xiu broke the bronze giant's arm and broke off the bronze giant's arm without waiting for the monk to make another move.

Then he even kicked the bronze giant's head flattened before all the black gas gathered in the bronze eyes and cast the spell.

"Bang!"

With a light sound, the bronze giant could no longer maintain his image and turned back to his original one-legged bronze man. Unfortunately, his arms were broken and his head became flat, and he looked dissatisfied.

The fierce monk opened his mouth and spitted out blood, his eyes showing horror. He pointed at Cao Xiu just as he was about to speak, but a sword light flashed by, cutting off his head!

"Yes, it seems that my strength has improved again."

Cao Xiu looked at the one-legged bronze man who was stomped on the ground by him, then looked at the fierce monk who was cut by his sword, and nodded with satisfaction.

"Senior brother, don't be so sarcastic there, come and help?"

On the other side, Shen Xu shouted.

Although he was able to use the sword formation arranged in the fan bone flying sword to control the twelve flying swords, it was not fine enough, and the consumption of true energy was also very huge.

Although he was so majestic that he stopped several opponents alone, he complained secretly in his heart after a moment.

Seeing that Cao Xiu had killed a monk, he was still staying there, and he quickly called for help.
Chapter completed!