After Situ Ming returned to Jiuhua Sect, Gongsun Zhiming cordially greeted Situ Ming to his side, and then said: "Ming'er, how are you, are you sure of winning? As far as I know, Tianhua
The sect's artifact hall stores the artifact refining experience of countless ancestors, which is comparable to the one we have in Jiuhua Mountain! Therefore, if you can go in and take a look, it will be of great help to your future artifact refining!
"Actually, Gongsun Zhiming didn't doubt Situ Ming's strength at all. What he said was purely to tell him the benefits of the Artifact Hall.
However, "I can feel that Yan Feiyu is very strong, but I am only at the realm of pill formation, and what she has in her hand is an immortal weapon, which is only a step behind mine, so the outcome is
It should be five to five!" Situ Ming looked at Yan Feiyu of Tianhua Sect and said slowly that he had not yet decided whether to go in and take a look at the Artifact Hall. He firmly believed in the gaze of God.
The weapon refining techniques in the Weapon Hall are definitely superior to those in the Weapon Hall.
"Haha, Ming'er, you don't have to be humble with me. That day in the Centenary Competition, who used a low-grade magic weapon to seriously injure Ren Tingshuai, who ranked among the top ten among the new generation of disciples?
!So, I know your strength very well, you know, Ren Tingshuai has not fully recovered yet!" Gongsun Zhiming smiled softly, and then said. However, he suddenly noticed
Situ Ming's eyes actually stayed on Yan Feiyu of Tianhua Sect. Suddenly his heart moved and he thought: This kid must have fallen in love with Yan Feiyu. If he has fallen in love with her, and can marry her,
If you ask Yan Feiyu, that would be the best.
Situ Ming listened to Gongsun Zhiming's words and smiled noncommittally, but he was thinking in his heart, I can't bring myself to beat Yan Feiyu seriously. If I really have to win in this way, I would rather lose.
Give up this competition! Of course, he would never tell Gongsun Zhiming about this idea.
The competition started quickly under Song Jin's arrangement. After a fierce duel, the other eight were determined first. The most surprising thing among them was that they refined the best second-level magic weapon.
Guan Miyun, although everyone was optimistic about his strength, they did not expect that his magical weapon was very weird, it was a slaying sword, and all those who fought against him suffered a lot.
, and even two medium-grade magic weapons were destroyed in the fight with him.
Even Zheng Tian, who had a first-class commercial magic weapon, almost suffered a loss when he faced him. Fortunately, his magic weapon was a top-grade first-class magic weapon, so although it was slightly damaged, it was not destroyed.
If it falls off, as long as you take good care of it, it can be restored to its original state.
In this way, the third place is logically Guan Miyun of Qingque Sect, and Zheng Tian has no choice but to be ranked seventh because the high-grade magic weapon was slightly damaged and was not repaired in time. The last three are two.
A disciple holding a mid-level first-level magic weapon and a disciple holding a mid-level second-level magic weapon were captured.
"Okay, after watching the wonderful performances of all the disciples just now, it's time for the first and second peak showdown. Now let's invite Situ Ming from the Jiuhua Sect, a cold man with a magical artifact, bright eyes, and
Another Yan Feiyu from the Jiuhua Sect, a beautiful woman who has an immortal weapon to ask for love. Next, let us wait and see the fierce collision between the divine weapon and the immortal weapon!" Song Jin announced slightly sensationally, and then the climax
It was brought out completely, listening to Song Jin's words.
Following Song Jin's words, Situ Ming and Yan Feiyu flew onto the martial arts arena at the same time, and then stood face to face. Yan Feiyu looked at Situ Ming with an indifferent face, but in her heart she felt like a deer, and her head was straight.
Jump. And Situ Ming's eyes were indeed full of tenderness, but facing the indifferent Yan Feiyu, he did not dare to be presumptuous.
Yan Feiyu, who had a little deer in her heart, forced herself to maintain her usual cold expression under Situ Ming's tender gaze, then snorted coldly, and then surprisingly, she spoke first: "Situ Ming, you don't want to
I feel that if you have an artifact in your hand, you will definitely be able to defeat me. I might as well tell you that my artifact does not need to be refined since it was released, because it already has the same intention as mine, so I can definitely use it 100% of the time.
The power! Therefore, although you have a divine weapon, there is still a battle to win between us, so be careful!" After saying this, Yan Feiyu used the flying sword to intercede.
Listening to Yan Feiyu's words, which were still so nice and caring, Situ Ming felt like he was about to fly, but he quickly collected his thoughts and said solemnly: "Thank you, Senior Sister Yan!"
After that, Situ Ming also sacrificed his divine weapon, the Bright Eyes, but after his divine weapon came out, he suddenly felt guilty again, because in front of the rightful owner, he took out the divine weapon that was modeled after someone else's eyes. Situ Ming
I ask myself, I’m still not quite used to it.
However, now that he has refined his own divine weapon, Situ Ming can only think about it. Even if she sees it and asks her, he can deny it. Anyway, he has one pair of eyes and he will not admit it.
She couldn't do anything to herself. After having this idea, Situ Ming breathed out gently, then looked at the artifact suspended in front of him, and said to Yan Feiyu: "Senior Sister Yan, I won't deceive you either.
, in fact, my artifact does not need to be refined, it can still exert its full power, so please be careful!"
After hearing Situ Ming's words, Yan Feiyu also looked at Situ Ming slightly surprised. She did not doubt Situ Ming's words at all, so after the surprise, her face became more solemn, because she knew that if
If an artifact can only exert a certain amount of power, then with the artifact in her hand that can exert 100% of the power, she still has a chance to fight or win, but facing a fully powerful artifact, especially
Whether it was attributes or unknown, she knew that her chances of winning had become very slim.
However, after being surprised, Yan Feiyu immediately invoked the magic formula, and then said: "Be careful!" Then she took the lead in launching an attack. The blue light on the Qingqing Sword flashed, and she suddenly attacked Situ Ming on the opposite side, like
This most basic sword control technique can be mastered by anyone who is in the realm of pill formation, but personal understanding is different, so the power is also greater or less. At this moment, the sword control technique was displayed in Yan Feiyu's hands, and it increased a few points out of thin air.
The power, or rather, the power of the sword control technique was modified by Yan Feiyu and doubled.
Therefore, in the face of the sudden flying sword, Situ Ming tapped his feet fiercely, and then he pulled onions on dry ground. After dodging the attack, he hit the divine weapon Bright Eyes with a magic formula. Being stimulated by Situ Ming's magic formula,
The artifact's bright eyes suddenly flashed with silver light, and it immediately fell into Situ Ming's hands.
After holding the artifact with one hand, Situ Ming's expression was solemn, because through that magic formula, Situ Ming had activated the first function of the artifact. The real energy required to perform the spell was halved and strengthened.
With the control of spells, as the silver light on the bright eyes of the artifact flashed, Situ Ming quickly completed a series of spells with one hand. Because there was less need for true energy, Situ Ming's spell casting speed also accelerated accordingly.
Soon he whispered: "Drowning three thousand feet, the wind is blowing thousands of miles! Extreme ice storm!"
Just when Yan Feiyu controlled the flying sword to draw an arc, pursued Situ Ming again, and was about to hit Situ Ming, Situ Ming's first Taoist technique was also completed, and then out of thin air, he was filled with ice chips.
The storm appeared directly behind Situ Ming, forming a barrier, and Yan Feiyu's flying sword plunged into it. Immediately, Yan Feiyu found that her flying sword became difficult to control.
, and it seems to become extremely heavy in Taoism.
Suddenly, Yan Feiyu was startled. She quickly changed her techniques and controlled the flying sword to escape from the extreme ice storm. After that, she gave up using the flying sword to attack Situ Ming directly. If she tried this Taoist technique again, he wouldn't be able to do it.
She knew whether she could still take back the flying sword. After calling the flying sword back to her side, Yan Feiyu took a closer look and saw that the flying sword was densely covered with ice chips.
After confirming that the flying sword was only covered with ice shavings and not damaged, Yan Feiyu controlled three real fires to sweep over the flying sword, instantly clearing away the ice shavings. Then she switched to holding the hand to ask for help.
Feijian looked at Situ Ming and said slowly: "It is indeed an artifact that has exerted its full power. It is indeed extraordinary! However, I will not admit defeat. Let's see what I do!" After saying that, Yan Feiyu
Suddenly he held the flying sword horizontally, and then hit the flying sword with a series of spells.
Miao Qingxia, who was outside the martial arts arena, said with a slightly green face after seeing what her apprentice did on the stage: "You silly girl, why bother? What is sealed in the Qingqing Sword is a spirit beast in the realm of infant transformation.
, even if you can barely control it, it will still be a huge burden for you. If you can't tell the winner in a short time, you will definitely lose!"
After Yan Feiyu's last spell was played, the Immortal Sword Wenqing suddenly exuded the aura of a powerful spiritual beast. Immediately, Situ Ming understood that there was a powerful spirit beast sealed in the Immortal Sword.
spirit beast, so his expression also changed slightly, and finally he smiled bitterly and said: "Senior Sister Yan, why bother? If you want to win, I can admit defeat!"
"Hmph, I don't need you to let me, I must see your real strength!" Even after releasing the spirit beast, Yan Feiyu knew that her chances of winning were not good. After all, she could control the time of the spirit beast.
It was too short, but she was stubborn and did it anyway.