Mo Xing was slightly surprised. This flying sword was already a top-grade human-level sword. He activated the Taixuan Sword and did not break the opponent's sword. He looked at it intently and saw the Nine Tribulations Sword Body.
The last green halo suddenly brightened.
"It is indeed a divine pattern!"
Hong Linfeng has already mentioned the matter of divine patterns, but Mo Xing does not believe it. After all, this kind of thing is rarely seen in the Wanshen Sect. Only the Yunlan Chamber of Commerce will sell it, and it is expensive because of the time limit it can last on the immortal artifact.
It doesn't last long, so few Yuanxian are willing to spend immortal stones to buy this kind of thing.
It was a tortoise shell divine pattern, which had the ability to slightly enhance the strength of the immortal weapon.
At the moment, the Nine Tribulations Sword is activated directly on the flying sword, and coupled with the strength increase of the turtle shell, it can barely withstand Mo Xing's attack, but it obviously cannot last long.
Yuan Futu roared low, and the liquid world power exploded instantly, and he saw that another calamity sword formed on the sword body and headed towards Mo Xing to kill him.
The calamity veins on this calamity sword are sparse, and it is much weaker than the great calamity sword. Yuan Futu still needs to retain his strength, so he dare not activate it with all his strength, but it is already quite difficult to achieve this level.
"Tai Xuan Sword and Shield!"
Mo Xing stretched out his five fingers and grabbed hard forward. A large piece of golden sword light spread out from his palm like a peacock's tail, forming a shield glowing with sword light.
Boom!
The Tribulation Sword hit it hard, and the front end suddenly cracked, shattering the Tribulation Veins. Mo Xing also took two steps back, his face turned pale, and the Taixuan Sword and Shield also showed scars visible to the naked eye, but it was not completely broken.
That's all.
"What a domineering sword technique!"
Mo Xing didn't expect the power of the robbery sword to be so powerful, but he immediately noticed Yuan Futu's weakness. He saw that the golden light suddenly became powerful and crushed it straight away, so that the robbery sword on the low-grade immortal weapon
It was cracked inch by inch, and the material of the flying sword inside was also damaged.
Yuan Futu's face was solemn. He had already anticipated the fate of this flying sword. Although the attack power of "Nine Tribulation Sword Art" was great, it had no defensive means. In other words, once the Tribulation Sword was destroyed, he would be the same as
Fish and meat on the chopping board can only be slaughtered by others.
Immortal Mo Yang said: "The gap in strength is too big after all. Just one mask can determine the difference. However, that kid's sword technique is somewhat powerful. Unfortunately, if it collapses, this battle will basically be over."
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Immortal Weiyang laughed softly and said: "I am somewhat interested in his divine pattern. I actually started to come into contact with this kind of thing in Yuanxian Realm. I must have put some thought into dealing with Mo Xing. Do you think he did it himself?
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Immortal Dao Shi shook his head and said: "How can it be so easy to imprint divine patterns? It's not like you haven't seen the foundation of his talent back then. I'm afraid it's very difficult to even visualize the divine patterns, let alone use world power to depict them. And
What is imprinted on the flying sword should be a divine pattern illustration."
The situation was already obvious, Jun Buhui remained silent and watched the battle between Yuanxian with cold eyes.
"I can't hold it anymore!"
Yuan Futu felt that the condensation had been exploded. He looked up and saw that the flying sword had been shattered by the golden sword light, and the divine pattern imprinted on it through the illustration also dimmed suddenly.
The tortoise shell divine pattern lasted even shorter than he imagined. Yuan Futu, who had lost his immortal weapon, kept retreating and came directly to the edge of the cliff. He twisted the sword formula with both hands, and two tribulation swords appeared in front of him.
Stab forward in a spiral style.
Mo Xing laughed wildly and said: "Three-legged cat's methods can't even basic defense. How did your master teach you? You are such a huge idiot. Defeat me!"
The golden light of the Taixuan Sword suddenly surged, like a blazing rainbow of light, and the Nine Sword Tribulations lost the support of the immortal weapon, and its power was greatly reduced. After the two of them collided, they were actually broken into pieces.
Young Master Yu saw that Yuan Futu was standing on the edge of the cliff and had no way to retreat. He was extremely anxious. However, the battle had already begun. There were iron laws in the martial arts approved by the Zhanwu Palace. No one was allowed to interfere, otherwise he would be punished.
Severe punishment, but he was not afraid of these. Just as he was hesitating whether to rush forward, he found that Yuan Futu's expression had not changed at all since he entered the arena. It seemed that everything was developing as he expected, so there was no surprise.
place.
"What on earth was he thinking?"
Mo Xing also discovered this. While he controlled the Taixuan Sword and rushed forward, he had some scruples. If he had no resistance, he would most likely be killed, which would violate the rules of Zhanwu Palace.
If you challenge the rules, you will suffer a lot.
"No matter what, even if it's a big deal, Master will help me. If he doesn't resist, then if he kills a fellow disciple by mistake, the punishment won't be too severe!"
In a flash of thought, the moment of hesitation in Mo Xing's heart disappeared, replaced by firmness of thought.
Yuan Futu stretched out his hands and slowly formed a sword seal on his chest, motionless as a mountain, neither dodging nor resisting.
"There are variables!" Immortal Dao Shi noticed it first, and his cloudy eyes suddenly became bright. He stared at the battlefield and exclaimed: "This kid actually saved a hand!"
Jun Buhui obviously noticed something, and his pupils shrank suddenly.
Just behind Mo Xing, a strange black energy surged, forming a vortex, and from the vortex, half of the simple blade slowly emerged.
Judging from the shape, it should be a flying sword, but its material looked like low-quality stone. As the sword gradually took shape, almost all the disciples present let out a burst of exclamation.
On this flying sword, there is actually a divine pattern on both the front and back. One of them is black, with seven divine pattern lines, which is already very complicated among the one-star divine patterns, while the other one is golden.
There are eight divine lines.
The black lines of the eyeliner are already in a bright state, indicating that its effect has been fully demonstrated.
Immortal Weiyang praised: "I have seen this divine pattern, called breath gathering. It can hide the immortal weapon for a short period of time without being noticed. I have suffered such a loss when I was practicing before. Bubai's disciple is really
Big deal."
"What about the other way?" Jun Buhui suddenly said in a deep voice, his tone extremely cold.
Immortal Mo Yang said: "The other path is called Shining."
As soon as the heavy sword Wu Feng appeared, Mo Xing felt a huge threat coming from behind, seeming to warn him that if you don't take back the Taixuan Sword, your body will be destroyed.
Tsk!
The heavy sword without front moves extremely slowly, but its momentum is like a towering mountain.
Mo Xing roared loudly, withdrew the Taixuan Sword, and struck Wu Feng in the opposite direction. All the actions were completed in one breath.