Zuo Mo could feel the other party's hostility without asking, but the Squid Thief didn't think it was necessary at all.
I am just a foundation builder, do I need to waste my time?
Although he knew that Zou Han was eager for revenge, Zhang Hao decided to send a few of his subordinates to test it out first. You will know the magic of that Wukong flag once you try it. Zhang Hao has experienced countless battles and knows that he cannot be careless. One
It is quite normal for the core disciples of the sect to have one or two life-saving magic weapons.
Most of these life-saving magic weapons are given by the elders in the sect, and they are extremely powerful. If you are not careful, the boat will capsize in the gutter.
It's so bad that Zhang Hao can't bear it.
There are currently seventy people in the Black Wind Pirates, and five of them have reached the Pulse Condensation Stage. These five people are the backbone of the Black Wind Pirates. The people below can be replenished at any time, especially in today's increasingly chaotic situation.
He called five of his men in the foundation-building stage to come forward. Even though the opponent held a heavy treasure, his cultivation level was limited. With one against five, he was at an absolute disadvantage.
"Quick victory." He said casually, then turned to comfort Zou Han: "Don't be anxious, brother. When they catch this kid, whether to extract the marrow or peel the skin, I can do whatever you want!"
Zou Han said gratefully: "Thank you very much, boss!"
Zhang Hao burst out laughing: "Don't say such outlandish things. I've made a lot of great contributions over the years. It's no big deal about trivial matters."
The five of them did not dare to be careless. The flag above the opponent's head flashed with brilliance, and they knew at a glance that they were not ordinary. If it was one-on-one, they knew that they were no match for those disciples of the sect. But if it was five against one, they had enough
Confidence. If you want to gain a foothold among the Squid Pirates, especially foundation-building cultivators, you must learn how to cooperate with your companions.
This is also the reason why the cuttlefish has been able to live happily all these years.
The cooperation between them is very skillful, and it is especially obvious in group battles. Using more to defeat the stronger, and using more to defeat the many are their best fighting methods.
For the disciples of those sects, what they pay attention to is personal cultivation. This also destined them to have no advantage in group battles.
Five cultivators approached, their positions were staggered, and they vaguely echoed each other.
Zuo Mo stared at the five people without any nervousness. The sword light surrounding him was flying steadily and orderly.
There were five cultivators, three of whom were sword cultivators. One was holding a black flag, and the other was carrying a chain hook. The cultivation level of the five people was not much different from that of Zuo Mo, and they were all at the end of foundation building. The cultivator holding the black flag shook black
I saw a black cloud as dark as ink moving toward Zuo Mo.
The three sword cultivators also launched an offensive. Three flying swords of different colors turned into three rays of light, changing in the air and shooting straight towards Zuo Mo.
A sneer appeared on the lips of the cultivator holding the chain hook. The dark chain hook in his hand swayed gently, and a fine buzzing sound sounded rhythmically. The front end of the chain hook was a sickle hook, the chain was slightly thicker than the thumb, and the chain tail
The end is a drip-shaped pointed cone. The black chain hook has a hint of blood, which shows that it drinks a lot of blood. It is a murder weapon!
Zuo Mo naturally didn't dare to neglect, the empty flag above his head fell into his hand, and he waved the flagpole.
Hiss!
Countless sword lights flew out from the flag body and flew straight into the black clouds.
The sword light effortlessly pierced through the black clouds, which were churning endlessly and then returned to normal in the blink of an eye.
Zuo Mo stared closely at the black cloud. Among the five people, the black cloud and the man holding the chain hook gave him the greatest sense of threat. On the contrary, the three sword cultivators were the least threatening. None of these three sword cultivators understood the sword's intention.
In Zuo Mo's eyes, the three sword gleams were just superficial.
This black cloud gave Zuo Mo a feeling a bit like the blood evil in the sect's sword cave, gloomy and dirty.
His consciousness was clear, and the origins of the three flying swords were clear to him. Zuo Mo moved his feet and the three flying swords flashed past. He was still staring at the black cloud, thinking rapidly in his mind about how to deal with the guy using the banner.
, hiding behind a few people and trying to attack him directly is a bit unrealistic.
The cultivator holding the chain hook remained motionless, like a seasoned hunter, full of patience, just waiting for Zuo Mo to reveal his flaw.
The speed of the black cloud is not very fast, but its range is very large, making it difficult to dodge. The sword light whizzing through the hole did not stop it for a moment.
Difficult guy!
Zuo Mo's head grew bigger.
In the distance, Fu Feng and others were watching on the wall with a leisurely expression. But when Fu Feng saw the black flag, he was slightly surprised: "Black blood flag? Is there anyone else who refines it?" He looked at it carefully and felt relieved.
He said: "It turns out that it is incomplete. No wonder."
"What is the Black Blood Flag?" Gui Feng asked suddenly. In the "Nine Ghost Nail Curse" given to him by Fu Feng, the Black Blood Flag was mentioned, but the details were unclear.
"A kind of side magic weapon, which is refined from filthy and filthy things. It can defile people's flying swords. It is quite effective." Fu Feng did not hide it and answered very readily: "This kind of magic weapon is mostly seen in cultivators.
It's just that it's not easy to refine for cultivators like ghosts, ghosts, and gods. The banner is made of black dog blood, which is of low grade, and the refining method is incomplete, so its power is very limited."
Gui Feng listened very attentively. Although he practiced sword techniques, it also belonged to the category of Gui Ming Yin Shen. There are many practitioners of Gui Ming Yin Shen in casual cultivation, but in sword cultivation, it is difficult to enter the hall. He
There is no one to ask for advice on weekdays.
Fu Feng glanced at it and said in a relaxed tone: "However, if you don't know how to deal with it, this thing is not easy to deal with."
The others in the Black Wind Pirates looked very relaxed. In their opinion, there was no suspense in this battle.
Zhang Hao smiled and said to Zou Han: "The Xuanyin Banner this guy has is a good thing! It can have the effect of a surprise weapon every time, but it's a pity that it is not easy to refine. Otherwise, if we can match a few more banners, our strength will be great
It’s increased a lot.”
Zou Han felt much better at this time and his face calmed down. Hearing this, he smiled and said: "Boss is too greedy. We are lucky to have one in our team. Apart from us, I haven't heard of anyone in the same industry who has one.
The boss actually wants to add a few more shots."
"Haha!" Zhang Hao laughed: "That's right, I'm too greedy!"
He was extremely proud. Although the number of the Black Wind Thieves was not large, there were many strange people and their strength was second to none among their peers in the Sky Moon Realm.
Just when Zuo Mo was in a panic, he suddenly heard Pu Yao snort disdainfully: "It's embarrassing to bring out such rags!" Then he said to Zuo Mo with contempt: "You can't even defeat such rags. It's really too much.
Embarrass me!"
Zuo Mo was immediately upset. What time had this happened? He couldn't help but yelled: "Why are you talking so much nonsense? Tell me what to do?"
"The methods of meditation are very effective."
"Zen practice?" Zuo Mo was speechless for a moment as he looked at the black clouds flying closer and closer. When did this happen...
"Oh, I forgot that you don't understand. You only have a half-baked knowledge of "King Kong Wei Yuan", which is useless." Pu Yao said slowly.
Deliberately, this guy definitely did it on purpose! Zuo Mo felt itching with hatred.
"Oh, I remembered, this thing is afraid of fire."
Zuo Mo was refreshed. He was afraid of fire. That would be easy!
The most indispensable thing in his hand is fire!
Turning his palm, an exquisite box appeared in his hand.
Just when everyone was curious, Zuo Mo raised his hand and threw the jade box towards the black cloud.
The cultivator holding the black flag snorted coldly, and his spiritual energy immediately rushed toward the black flag. The black cloud became thicker and darker, like thick ink, and a disgusting smell suddenly escaped.
His Xuanyin flag was refined using a secret method based on a fragment of a scrap, and it has proven to be a magic weapon for slandering people time and time again.
Seeing the opponent throwing a jade box, he sneered in his heart. The Wu Kong Flag released only sword light, not real objects, so it was not affected.
I am not afraid that you will use the magic weapon, but I am afraid that you will not use the magic weapon!
There was a glimmer of success in his eyes.
The small jade box rolled in the air, attracting everyone's attention.
Zuo Mo's power was so great that in the blink of an eye, the jade box flew into the black clouds.
The cultivator holding the chain hook shook his head, a little regretful that he could not get a chance to take action. He knew the black flag of his companion very well. No matter what magic weapon it was, if it was even slightly contaminated by this black cloud, it would look like scrap metal.
I don’t know how many practitioners in the pulse condensation stage have stumbled on this inconspicuous black cloud.
As soon as the jade box flew into the black clouds, it was quickly eroded. The surface of the jade box was dark, with patches of rotten white spots appearing.
A proud smile appeared on the face of the cultivator holding the banner.
Suddenly, a ray of sword light penetrated into the black cloud and hit the jade box with perfect accuracy!
This is……
The smile on the face of the cultivator holding the banner suddenly froze.
Snapped!
The corroded jade box was extremely fragile and was instantly shattered by the sword light.
A ray of pure golden flame broke out of the box.
Golden Crow Fire!
Tsk!
The thick black cloud was like a ball of black oil, which was suddenly ignited, and the weak wisp of golden crow fire exploded. The fire spread from the middle of the black cloud to the outer layer at an astonishing speed.
The practitioner holding the banner showed a look of horror in his eyes.
Fu Feng, who was watching the battle from a distance, his eyes widened and couldn't help but exclaimed in surprise: "Golden Crow Fire! It turns out to be Golden Crow Fire!"
Golden Crow Fire!
Chang Heng and Gui Feng both felt a chill in their hearts. Their eyes were fixed on the black cloud and they did not dare to move away. The foundation building cultivators under their command looked confused.
"Hey, what's going on?" Zhang Hao was stunned. There was a faint golden light in the thick black clouds.
Could it be that the magic weapon that the little kid threw just now was not affected?
Zou Han couldn't help but stare at the black clouds.
The two looked at each other and found that each other's eyes were extremely hot. There are very few magic weapons that can not be affected by black clouds, so it is definitely a good magic weapon!
The golden light in the black cloud became more and more powerful, and all the cultivators noticed the strangeness of the black cloud. However, their thoughts were exactly the same as those of Zhang Hao and Zou Han, and no one noticed the deep despair on the face of the cultivator holding the banner.
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A ray of golden flame finally burned through the black clouds and came out.
In the blink of an eye, the surface of the thick and substantial black cloud was covered with a layer of blazing flames.
In the sky, a huge golden fireball hung like a scorching sun.
The golden flame is extremely pure, and its domineering power suddenly spreads out, like a hurricane sweeping across!
"Ah!" The heart-rending scream made everyone's hearts jump.
Those who practice by holding flags will become golden flaming people.
With just enough time to let out a scream, the cultivator holding the flag and the black flag turned into a pile of ashes.