At the same time, the wind and clouds roared in the air, and suddenly, the sky changed drastically!
With a move in Ao Yi's hand, the Nine Nether Demonic Sword struck directly at Han Sanqian.
If the Ten Thousand Swords just now were just mosquitoes to Han Sanqian, then the Nine Nether Demon Sword now is like a giant python, at least in terms of momentum.
However, Han Sanqian didn't know whether Jumang was poisonous or not, just like he didn't know whether the Immortal Xuan Armor could withstand the Nine Nether Demonic Sword.
Han Sanqian didn't dare to try, because he knew that if he failed, this magic sword would be enough to prevent him from reincarnation.
Seeing Han Sanqian take a few steps back with a solemn expression on his face, a group of people on the ground were happy, but at the same time everything was as expected.
In their eyes, the battle was over when Ao Yi sacrificed the Nine Nether Demonic Sword.
Although Han Sanqian did create a lot of surprises for them, and even had a strange skill like the Wuxiang Divine Skill in his hands, everything was so insignificant in front of the Nine Nether Demonic Sword.
In mid-air, Han Sanqian was unable to retreat.
He stood up slightly, staring closely at the invading Nine Nether Demonic Sword, and his right hand glowed with golden light!
"What? Is this kid really so confident? Now, he still wants to carry the Nine Nether Demonic Sword?"
"I think that kid doesn't want to resist, but wants to use his magic weapon to fight." Someone noticed the movements of Han Sanqian's hands and said.
"Then his brain is really not very good. Is there any magic weapon in the world that can be compared with the Nine Nether Demonic Sword? This will only expose his ignorance."
"He is a bug in the blue world after all. Do you really expect him to have such a high level of consciousness?"
At this moment, under the golden light, a golden ax slowly appeared in Han Sanqian's right hand.
"That's..."
"What kind of magic weapon is that?"
"An axe?"
"Grass, does he want to chop wood?"
The phrase "cut firewood" immediately made a group of guests laugh!
Han Sanqian slowly raised the ax, raised his arms, aimed at the Nine Nether Demonic Sword, grasped it hard with both hands, and then struck it suddenly.
boom!!!!
The ground trembles slightly!
Following Han Sanqian's hard work, a giant golden light burst out from the giant axe, directly hitting the purple-gold light of the Nine Nether Demonic Sword!
At this time, some guests were still laughing, but some guests suddenly frowned, and they felt a little uneasy in their hearts because the power of Han's three thousand golden ax actually gave them a certain amount of pressure.
This is simply impossible. It’s just a rotten axe. How could it make me uneasy?! The magic sword must be the Nine Nether Demon Sword!
Ao Yi also felt it, but he didn't take it seriously at all. In fact, his eyes were full of teasing, and he felt that he was the winner.
Golden light and purple light suddenly collided!
In that moment, there was no collision between the two sides, as if they had merged into one.
The entire scene was so quiet that it was suffocating!
"boom!!!!!"
Suddenly, there was a fierce explosion of golden light and purple light. The sound shook the sky. The entire Fufu was shaken slightly. Then, the air wave of the explosion hit the ground from mid-air. Thousands of trees were bent and broken, and thousands of tables were instantly lifted up to their legs.
At the same time, the huge and extremely sturdy Fujia Mansion also fell to pieces. Before the thousands of guests could react, it was directly overturned to the ground by the air wave.
"this……"
"What's going on?"
After the huge wave passed, the crowd was in a panic. Many experts, including Futian, also stood up, arranged their makeup and hair, and looked into the air in disbelief.
In mid-air, Han Sanqian stood there slowly with a golden ax in his hand. In addition, countless magic weapons that had flown up before quickly fell to the ground like birds with broken wings, forming a rain of swords!
"Ping pong ping pong!"
The magic weapon landed, and there was a sound of iron!
Everyone was surprised to find that these magic weapons had all lost their luster and were dim.
Just when everyone was shocked, a long black sword fell straight to the ground along with the "rain", making a crashing sound!
"This...isn't this the Nine Nether Demon Sword?"
The words woke up the dreamer, and countless people quickly looked over, and then everyone was stunned.
Forget about the other divine weapons losing their light, even the Nine Nether Demonic Sword at this time was completely like a piece of rotten iron, lying obediently on the ground, without any trace of the arrogance it had just now.
On the other hand, the golden ax in Han Sanqian's hand was shining brightly in mid-air!
"No...it can't be right?"
"We...we lost?"
"This is impossible, we...how could we lose?"
A group of people looked at each other. They could not accept the reality of failure, let alone the fact that they were defeated by a person from the blue world. This must be something wrong with the Nine Nether Demonic Sword!
Ao Yi's face was even uglier than eating Xiang. He looked at the Jiuyou Demon Sword that had completely lost its luster, feeling both surprised and angry.
The Nine Nether Demonic Sword is a magic weapon that he is proud of, and is even the treasure of the Zhen clan in the entire Eternal Sea. When Ao Yi came over this time, his father specially gave it to him to show off, and on the one hand, he suppressed the Fu family.
, on the one hand, it can be used to show strength and muscles, with the purpose of making Fujia easier to tame.
Originally, Ao Yi had been reluctant to use it. After all, it was the trump card in his hand. But the situation just now made him know that it was the best opportunity to show off, so he took it out without hesitation. But who knew that something would happen?
It would be like this.
Ao Yi reluctantly tried to control the Nine Nether Demon Sword again, but the Nine Nether Demon Sword seemed to have completely fallen into a deep sleep without any reaction.
Seeing this situation, Futian and other experts were all speechless. Even if they still didn't believe it, the facts were already in front of them!
How could they know that all the weapons under Pangu's ax are nothing but ants!
"What kind of evil weapon did that kid use? How could he not even be a match for the Nine Nether Demonic Sword?!"
"Could it be that the Nine Nether Demonic Sword is simply fake? Some people brought it out to show off, and that's why we suffered such a hidden loss?"
"Yes, the Nine Nether Demonic Sword is a legendary weapon from ancient times. How could it possibly lose? If it's fake, it must be fake."
Ao Yi was very angry when he heard these words. The Nine Nether Demonic Sword is real. If it is fake, there is no doubt about it. How could it be fake? But at the same time, he really hopes that it is really fake. At least, this is not true.
It means he really lost!
"The Nine Nether Demonic Sword is real, but it is normal for it to lose." At this time, the older Mr. Shen was slowly helped up, and he frowned as he looked at Han Sanqian in mid-air.
"Mr. Shen, if it is true, how could the Nine Nether Demonic Sword lose? Are you afraid that you are old and your eyes are dim?"
"The Nine Nether Demonic Sword is indeed very powerful, but what if what it encounters is the Pangu Ax?" Mr. Shen said suddenly.
