Chapter 348 Is this a breakdown of the negotiation?
"Ah, is this negotiation broken down?"
Cao Ning kept slapping his mouth, thinking that he wouldn't need to do anything, but he didn't expect that the other party wouldn't be fooled.
I don’t know if I’m really smart or just a coward!
"Old Zhang, he dares to look down on you. I can't bear it and go up and mess with him."
Cao Ning was fanning the flames on the sidelines. If there was a lot of excitement, how could he be left out?
"I'm...not Brother Ning, am I the only one going up?"
Zhang Fei walked towards Cao Ning with a slumped face, pointed at himself and pushed him twice.
"Brother Ning, you may not know!
The spiritual realm is actually the battlefield where gods and demons fought in the past, and there are scattered spiritual weapons everywhere.
This guy has been here for thousands of years, and his strength has long been different.
Well, of course, even if you have practiced for thousands of years, you are definitely still far behind me.
I'm sure there will be no problem, but it will take some time.
Otherwise, you'd better do it!
Finish it early so that I can take you to appreciate the beautiful scenery of the spiritual realm."
"..."
Cao Ning rolled his eyes. How could he not see this guy's little thoughts? But at this time, he still had to pretend to be stupid.
"That's it. How about asking Lao Li to join you, and you two fight each other. It will definitely be fine."
Li Kui was stunned when he heard this. Why did he still want to catch up with him?
He smiled and came to Zhang Fei's side, tugging at the corner of his clothes to tell him to shut up.
"Hey, Brother Ning, aren't we afraid of being said that there are too many people and there are too few to bully? It's up to you to do it."
"Yes, yes, that's what I mean too!" Zhang Fei echoed.
"It's okay, it's okay, I don't mind if I bully the larger ones with the less, you can all come together."
At this time, Pan Feng couldn't stand it anymore. He was holding the giant ax on his shoulders and couldn't wait to take action.
"I..."
Zhang Fei was instantly angered and became very angry!
Pan Feng has already said this, and if he continues to push the blame, he will really lose face.
"You talk a lot, don't you? Since you want to be punished so much, I will personally teach you how to behave.
Lao Li, come with me, lest this guy says I'm bullying the big one."
While talking, he held Li Kui in one hand and went up with a spear in the other.
Li Kui was in a daze the whole time!
The tall man in front of him was several times taller than the two of them. If he really wanted hard steel, he wouldn't necessarily get any advantage.
"This guy has been burning oil pots for thousands of years, but he has learned a lot. He actually pulled Lao Li up at the end."
Cao Ning saw Zhang Fei dragging Li Kui up, and felt funny for no reason.
Probably because he is a little different from the fierce Zhang Fei in the book.
Looking at the backs of the two men rushing forward, Lin Xiaoyun finally couldn't bear the doubts in her heart.
"Cao Ning, how much must they have suffered down there to make these two unwilling people lose their temper so much?"
"It has indeed changed a lot!"
Cao Ning smiled bitterly and shook his head: "Actually, this was all forced out of me."
"Forced?" Lin Xiaoyun looked at Cao Ning doubtfully.
Cao Ning smiled and rubbed Lin Xiaoyun's little head: "You will know when I have the opportunity to take you down there.
To be honest, for more than 1,800 years, if you watch people getting into the frying pan every day, their skin will be peeled off and their muscles will twitch, you will always have a terrifying day.
At that time, even a strong man will eventually give in."
On the other side, Zhang Fei and Li Kui rushed forward with spears and axes.
Although the two of them are both second-level ghost kings in strength, they are far inferior to Pan Feng and B-level soul generals.
The three of them were fighting together. Although Pan Feng was tall, he was not very agile and was often restrained from both sides by the two of them.
Zhang Fei took advantage of Pan Feng's distraction and stabbed him in the back with a few spears, but Pan Feng's armor was too hard and could not hurt his body.
"Grandma, where did you get this guy's armor? Why is it so hard?"
Zhang Fei was swept away by Pan Feng's whip. Just as he got up, his good brother Li Kui was also thrown beside him.
"Okay, it seems to be a divine armor!"
Li Kui leaned on two noisy axes for support and took a few deep breaths.
Since entering the underworld, he has not experienced such a high-intensity battle for a long time.
"Damn it, if I were still as energetic as I was back then, I wouldn't care if he had divine armor or not, I would have poked a few bloody holes in him long ago...be careful."
Just as the two of them had a chance to breathe, the giant ax in Pan Feng's hand struck down.
If the two of them hadn't escaped quickly enough, they would have been cut into two pieces.
"Hey, Cao Ning, that big guy's armor seems to be very powerful, as if it can't be broken through."
Lin Xiaoyun, who was watching the battle from the sidelines, also saw the clues.
Judging from the recent battles, the two Tiehanhan clearly had several opportunities to injure Pan Feng.
But for some reason, the armor on Pan Feng's body was like a thick iron plate that couldn't be penetrated no matter what.
Cao Ning looked at the three people fighting and frowned: "That should be the divine armor left on the battlefield."
"Divine armor? What is that?" Lin Xiaoyun asked doubtfully.
"It is said that thousands of years ago, a great war broke out between the gods and demons in the spiritual realm. Many god generals died here, and their weapons and armors were left here.
Now it seems that what Pan Feng is wearing is the broken divine armor." Cao Ning explained.
"Oh, so that's it. Then wouldn't he be invincible?"
"That's not necessarily the case!
Once the divine armor loses the nourishment of the spiritual essence of the divine world, it has long lost its power. The current armor is only supported by the last trace of divine power.
And I believe this armor is still a defective product."
Having said this, Cao Ning suddenly raised his bronze sword and hung it three feet in front of him!
"You two get out of the way, I want to test the power of this divine armor."
"Old Li Chahu!"
Zhang Fei heard Cao Ning's reminder and immediately pulled Li Kui out of the melee.
In just a short while, the two of them were beaten to a desperate state. If they persisted like this, they would be exhausted to death even if they were not killed.
"Hahaha, the two old ones are no longer good, now let's replace them with a young one like you?
I want to see what you are capable of!"
Pan Feng defeated Zhang Fei and Li Kui just when he was feeling proud, but he was not optimistic about Cao Ning at all.
"Really? Since you are so confident, do you dare to take a blow from me?"
"Your sword?"
Pan Feng glanced at Po Jun. The sword was stained with rust and might be older than him.
I'm afraid that it will instantly shatter when it collides with my own divine armor.
"Hahaha, can a little piece of scrap metal like you be called a sword?
Just come, but don't cry if the sword is broken."
At the corner of Cao Ning's mouth, a trace of pride flashed on Weiyang's face: "Don't worry, I won't cry even if you cry."
As soon as he finished speaking, the rust on Pojunjian's body instantly faded, and a bronze sword glowing with purple light hung in the air, its blade pointed directly at Pan Feng.
"This, this is?"
When Pan Feng saw this scene, the smile on his face disappeared instantly, his eyebrows knitted together, and an ominous premonition suddenly surged into his heart.
"It's coming!"
Cao Ning grinned, put the fingers of his right hand together and waved casually!
Po Jun let out a long roar and rushed towards Pan Feng like a powerful dragon.
"Ah, not good!"
Pan Feng was shocked!
He dodged the fatal blow in time, but his right arm was still split open by the sword.
"This, this, is this a divine weapon? It's actually a complete divine weapon!"
Pan Feng's eyes were full of shock, and he saw that the armor on his right arm had been directly chopped into pieces.
Pan Feng ignored his injuries and looked at Cao Ning with wide eyes in shock: "Boy, where did you steal your magic weapon?
...How is this possible... There cannot be a complete divine weapon in the spiritual realm, and even if there were, it would never be so powerful."
