Chapter 80 What's the situation? Being piled to death by a magic weapon?
Chapter 80 What’s going on?
Being piled to death by magic weapons?
One after another, the weapons and magic weapons were densely suspended in the air, dancing through the air and making a terrifying sound of breaking through the air.
"One hundred...one hundred and eight pieces!"
Seeing so many weapons that Zhinu took out, everyone's expressions suddenly changed, and the smiles on their faces disappeared instantly.
Instead, there was shock, surprise, envy, and even jealousy...
Even the head Zhang He, who had been sitting upright with his beard twisted, and Zhu Xuan, who was as cold as ice, were so shocked that they sat up straight, with a hint of shock in their eyes.
The two of them were like this, not to mention the other elders. Their faces were full of disbelief, and they looked at Zhinu with their eyes wide open, as if they were looking at a monster.
One hundred and eight pieces, plus the eighteen defensive magic weapons just now, there are a total of one hundred and twenty-six magic weapons.
You must know that the total number of magic weapons in Hongmeng Sect is only more than 200, and they are all in the hands of the leader, the elders of each peak, and the core disciples.
How could such a disciple of the fifth level of Qi training not be shocked by how he could possess such wealth and heritage?
Thinking of this, everyone's eyes turned to Xiao Xuan.
If the apprentice is like this, let alone the master!
Could it be that Xiao Xuan is actually a master of weapon refining?
Otherwise, how could it be possible to have such a rich heritage and property?
Everyone's hearts couldn't help but feel intense envy, and their eyes burst out with scorching enthusiasm.
If they could also worship Xiao Xuan as their master, wouldn't they also have the opportunity to own more than a hundred such magic weapons?
…
On the stage, Ye Qiuhan was also frightened by these one hundred and eight weapons.
He never expected that Lin Zhi's methods would be so powerful, even using such a trump card.
Ye Qiuhan took a deep breath, suppressed the shock in his heart, and asked in a deep voice: "Are these magic weapons given to you by Xiao Xuan?"
"good!"
Zhinu chuckled and said: "Although my strength is not strong, if I hit you with more than a hundred weapons, it is more than enough to defeat you!"
Ye Qiuhan stared at the child slave coldly and said slowly: "Manipulating magic weapons requires the support of spiritual energy. With your level of cultivation, it is considered good to be able to control one or two weapons. It is impossible to control more than a hundred weapons. You'd better save the money."
Save your energy!"
"haha, really?"
A smile appeared on the corner of Zhinu's mouth, and he pointed forward with his little hand.
The next moment, the various weapons hanging overhead suddenly erupted with dazzling light, and then fell towards Ye Qiuhan like a meteor shower.
When Ye Qiuhan saw this, a solemn look appeared on his face. The tide of weapons that covered the sky was so oppressive that he almost couldn't help but admit defeat.
But when he felt the extremely unstable spiritual energy fluctuations on the pile of weapons, in an instant, the solemn look on his face turned into endless ridicule.
"Lin Zhi, there is no way you can control so many magic weapons at once, all of this is just a bluff!"
Those weapons, the child slaves are not strong enough, they can only control the magic weapon to fly out, which is equivalent to throwing it directly, they cannot exert the power of the magic weapon itself, and they cannot pose any threat at all.
Ye Qiuhan believed that as long as he waved his sword with all his strength to resist, those uncontrollable magic weapons would all fall down.
But soon, the ridicule on Ye Qiuhan's face froze.
Because the weapons that fell one after another did not fall towards Ye Qiuhan, but all around him, covering his entire body and cutting off everyone's sight.
"What...what does this mean?"
Ye Qiuhan's face changed drastically, and a strong sense of uneasiness emerged in his heart.
But at this moment, Lin Zhi had a successful smile on his face, looking at Ye Qiuhan playfully, with strong teasing and disdain in his eyes.
Ye Qiuhan is right. With her current level of cultivation, she is indeed unable to control so many weapons and magic weapons, but...
The next moment, among the densely packed weapons, two or three extremely sharp long swords suddenly shot out.
The long sword contained powerful spiritual energy, and the sword glow surged, like a silver snake, rolling in mid-air, making a sharp whistling sound through the air.
Ye Qiuhan was caught off guard and hit him hard.
Poof!
Blood spattered, and Ye Qiuhan's chest was pierced by the sword. The blood sprayed out desperately, staining his clothes red, making him look extremely miserable.
Then, in Ye Qiuhan's pupils that gradually dimmed, the tide of weapons submerged him...
…
"This...is it over?"
"How is Ye Qiuhan?
You won’t be killed by magic weapons, right?”
"The spiritual energy fluctuations on Ye Qiuhan's body disappeared. He seems... really dead!"
Everyone looked at the scene that happened on the ring with dull eyes, and a turmoil arose in their hearts.
"If he doesn't die after being pierced through the heart, then he's really going against the will of heaven!"
"Dog traitor, die well!"
Zhinu sneered in his heart, but pretended to be panicked on his face, and quickly ran forward to take back the pile of weapons and magic weapons.
At this time, everyone saw clearly that Ye Qiuhan had more than a dozen weapons and magic weapons inserted into his body.
There were knives, swords, guns, and sticks... all covered with blood.
Ye Qiuhan was already like a bloody gourd, completely changed beyond recognition, and his miserable death state made people tremble with fear.
Zhinu cautiously stretched out his hand and probed under Ye Qiuhan's nose. After confirming that Ye Qiuhan had stopped breathing, his face suddenly turned as white as paper, and he was so frightened that he collapsed to the ground.
"I...I didn't know Senior Brother Ye was so weak, I...didn't mean it."
Zhinu was in a daze, looking at Ye Qiuhan's body with fear in his eyes, and he couldn't even speak clearly.
Seeing this scene, everyone's expressions changed drastically, and their expressions became extremely strange.
They never dreamed that a disciple would die during the Hongmeng Sect Grand Competition, and this disciple was killed by a pile of magic weapons!
This was so incredible that it made their scalps feel numb.
"Xiao Xuan! What a good thing you did!"
On the high platform, the elder of the Third Peak roared angrily, smashed the chair under him with his palm, stared at Xiao Xuan with wide eyes, and said, "What crime should you deserve if you allow your apprentice to harm your fellow disciples?"
"The essence of the sect competition is for disciples to compare their skills. However, when the point was reached, Lin Zhi became vicious and harmed his fellow disciples. According to the rules, the cultivation should be abolished and the Hongmeng Sect should be expelled!"
"Yes! It is the laziness of a teacher who is not strict in teaching. Not only Lin Zhi will be punished, but Xiao Xuan, her master, should also face the wall for ten years as a warning to others!"
The other elders all agreed and said angrily.
In the history of the Hongmeng Sect, this was the first time that a disciple died during a sect competition.
In the past, even if the disciples were really fighting and wanted to fight, the elders would stop them at the critical moment.
But just now, although the magic weapons thrown out by the child slaves were many and looked terrifying, they actually did not have much lethality.
They were confident that with Ye Qiuhan's strength, although he could not be broken with a wave of his hand, he would not suffer too much damage.
Therefore, these elders took it lightly, relaxed their vigilance, and did not take action to stop it.
But unexpectedly, Ye Qiuhan was inexplicably killed by a pile of magic weapons in the end.
"Haha, are you going to be vicious?"
When Xiao Xuan heard this, he couldn't help but burst out laughing, laughing so hard that he almost couldn't breathe.
"why are you laughing?
Could it be that what I said is wrong?"
The elder of the Third Peak raised his eyebrows, his face suddenly darkened, and he retorted unhappily.
Xiao Xuan stopped laughing, and the smile on his face suddenly disappeared, replaced by a look of indifference.
"In terms of being vicious, Ye Qiuhan is the one, right?
Just now on the ring, Ye Qiuhan used a total of three moves against Zhinu himself, one sword to the heart and two swords to the throat. Each move was full of killing intent. If Zhinu hadn't used a defensive magic weapon, he would have been dead and dismembered.
Already."
"At that time, why didn't you say anything to stop me?"
Xiao Xuan's voice was cold, making people feel a chill from the bottom of their hearts.
"you……"
The elder of the Third Peak was speechless by Xiao Xuan's words and could not find any words to refute for a while.
Xiao Xuan sneered and said: "Besides, everyone should have seen that the child slave's cultivation level is not high, and he has insufficient power to control so many weapons and magic weapons in a hurry. He cannot exert the corresponding power of the magic weapon at all. In my opinion,
Come on, even if Ye Qiuhan's cultivation level has not improved, he can still cope with it..."
"However, who would have known that after Ye Qiuhan transferred to the Third Peak, his cultivation level improved, but his strength dropped so much, which led to such a tragedy... The blame lies on his lack of academic skills!"
"Moreover, I think about the relationship between master and apprentice, and I don't blame his miserable death for scaring my apprentice, but you evildoers are the first to file a complaint?