"sharp!"

Yuan Ming also had a kind of praise. The hundreds of schools of thought were full of talents and surprises appeared at any time.

The son of the Jian family in front of him is able to build a group of magic weapons, with a large number of them without any confusion, which is already more than ordinary practitioners.

He worshipped under Gouqu Mountain Gate. To this day, he has only saved three or four magic weapons of similar levels.

Looking at the opposite side, the number of magic weapons has been hidden in exaggeration, which has an overwhelming advantage on him.

Under his feet was the sacrifice platform, and behind him, there were even Master and Hongluan among them.

Yuan Ming took a deep breath and couldn't retreat, so he could only move forward bravely.

"Swoosh!"

Yuan Ming raised his hand and pointed, the flying sword flew out, and suddenly pulled into the air.

The sword light was dozens of feet long, cutting the magic weapon group of the son of the Jian family in half. With the splash of Mars, it was obvious that the magic weapon could not dodge and directly endured the sharp attack of the flying sword.

"Flying Sword?"

The son of the Jian family finally waited for this move, which was amazingly powerful and was qualified to hurt him, but that was the only way.

He has used all the skills of learning the true treasures of Wanbao, and has the body shape that is strong when encountering strong. Even when facing the sword immortal, he has corresponding tactics and strategies.

What's more, Yuan Ming only shot a flying sword.

Don't think that his son of the Jian family will only queue up magic weapons, and there are even more powerful ones.

"The momentum begins!"

With a command, countless magic weapons in the air rolled up and began to find companions to pair up.

Someone saw the clue on the spot, and it was to allow magic weapons to unite with each other and exert their greater power.

The principle is very simple. A simple lamp and a mirror can kill enemies, but it is limited. If the two are combined, the mirror light sends the light flame to any corner, and even has functions such as twisting, rebounding, and absorption, which can simply double the increase.

It is obvious that the son of the Jian family happened to master such unique skills.

On the rooftop, the originally messy magic weapons were quickly sorted out. Although the number remains unchanged, the power emitted after pairing has undergone a complete transformation, and even the audience in the audience feels a huge threat.

"Son of the Jian family, this is a killer to kill a chicken!"

It is obvious that even though this move is not a skill at the bottom of the box, it is also one of the strongest tricks that the son of the Jian family can master.

Such a big fanfare is not only about defeating Yuan Ming, but also about Fang Dou to see.

The purpose is nothing more than: I am so strong, you can see that all. Although your disciple has been defeated, I did not hurt his life. You have to sell your favors, don't pursue it anymore, otherwise...

"Master, you..."

When Hongluan saw the magic weapon in the sky, she rotated around Yuan Ming's head, and she felt something was wrong.

The precious lights tear apart the clouds and the earth trembled. This is a sign before the son of the Jian family took action.

If you really want to do something, who can stop it?

"Don't worry, Yuan Ming is about to encounter danger, so I will go up and stop him as soon as possible!"

Fang Dou comforted Hongluan.

...

"Yuan Ming, you have seen enough, go down now!"

The son of the Jian family pointed at Yuan Mingchao from the stage without any doubt.

The implication is that you will not go on your own, and I will defeat you with my own strength.

Yuan Ming was not vague and sprinkled rice on the spot, countless crystal grains of rice were scattered in the air, but they were unable to land for a long time.

Then, the flying sword whistled and drilled into a grain of rice.

In the sky, the shadow of the flying sword is always shifting, shuttled, and disturbing the tracking of the son of the Jian family.

The son of the Jian family closed his eyes and remained motionless. In a round mirror above his head, the traces of the flying sword appeared faintly.

Obviously, Yuan Ming was waiting for the opportunity to take action, and the son of the Jian family was with him to the end.

Seeing this, everyone just realized that Yuan Ming's swordsmanship with Qushan was extremely exquisite. Apart from his insufficient realm and fire, there was nothing to blame.

But, just by this, can you defeat the son of the Jian family who is in hand?

"Crazy!"

Three magic weapons, incense burner, palm fan and oil pot formed a formation, spewing white flames, making the surrounding ground curl up.

From time to time, palm-leaf fan swept across the incense burner, sending out a stream of hot air.

The spirit rice on the ring was the first to be hit, and most of it was blown away in an instant, and the flying sword almost revealed its whereabouts.

Yuan Ming hurriedly changed his tricks to stabilize the situation, but there were similar magic weapons on the other side, with four or five, and the situation became more and more critical.

In the eyes of others, Yuan Ming's defeat was just a moment, and there was no need to wait too long.

The next moment, Yuan Ming led the sword with his left hand and held out a fire from his heart with his right hand.

This fire was divided from the hands of the remnant soul, and it was given to Fang Dou for his disciples to defend himself.

"go!"

Yuan Ming fired out the fire, hitting three magic weapons on the opposite side. The surging firepower burst out, and the incense burner melted into liquid on the spot. The palm-leaf fan and oil pot even vaporized on the spot, leaving no residue.

"not good!"

Although a group of magic weapons were destroyed, the son of the Jian Family felt that it was not good, so he had to withdraw several other magic weapons.

However, it's too late.

Yuan Ming blew violently, and the sparks in his palm cracked on the spot, like blooming petals, stretching out his tongue of flames in different directions.

Hurry!

The flames came first, and one or two magic weapons were wrapped around, and they melted on the spot, dripping on the ground and turned into scrap iron.

"This is?"

No one could have thought that in addition to being powerful swordsmanship, Gouqushan also had a sharp fire-controlling spell.

The son of the Jian family felt very distressed. These magic weapons were all his beloved things and the best in his collection.

In just one round, seven or eight pieces were destroyed, and it was a heavy loss.

He immediately changed his mind and said that he would teach Yuan Ming a lesson no matter what.

"Huhh!"

The son of the Jian family suddenly reacted and a ball of fire in front of him magnified rapidly.

"Oh!"

In a hurry, the son of the Jian family, a black light flew out of his palm, and he was in front of the fire.

This ball of fire has burned several sets of magic weapons, which is extremely powerful. He hit it out temporarily, which is not very effective.

However, a miracle happened.

The firelight collided with the black light, no longer as brilliant as before, but it was spread out on the spot, and the black light was not lost at all.

The son of the Jian family lowered his head and showed ecstasy.

What he held was a piece of vine stick, which looked inconspicuous, like the entanglement of the withered vines everywhere in the mountains.

But it was this vine stick that blocked the attack of the fire.

"Um?"

Fang Dou stared at the vine stick. This treasure was extraordinary, and the true fire of the remnant soul could not be burned.

Because the Pure Yang Fire blinked too much, the remnant soul changed the true fire, which others could not see, but its power was not below the Pure Yang Fire.

The rattan pole can block the light of fire, obviously has a great origin.

The son of the Jian family also threw it away casually, but unexpectedly, the inconspicuous rattan pole made unexpected contributions.

"hehe!"

He held a vine stick in his hand, and the wind rose, slashing towards the fire.

The fire was hit by a rattan pole and was beaten in half on the spot, flying away from left and right.

The son of the Jian family looked at the rattan pole again, and the surface was as usual, without any trace of burning.

"What a good baby!"

This vine stick was already very mysterious when he first got it. Even though he used all the treasure appraisal methods, he still couldn't see any strangeness.

Today, the mystery has been discovered.
Chapter completed!