Chapter 830: Who hurt my Northern Tang Sect disciple?
Chapter 830: Who hurt my Northern Tang Sect disciple?
Holy weapon, see the holy weapon again!
Everyone opened their mouths and stared.
Like a toad, he stared blankly at the flying sword flying out of the sky.
Even Hong Daoyuan, Feng Lingbei and others were at war with each other.
This is where it stopped.
All eyes.
All gathered on the Void Flying Sword.
Although they don't want to believe it.
But the only thing that can defeat Peacock Ling must be a sacred weapon.
"Master Xiao actually possesses a sacred weapon?"
Yaoyao took a breath of cold air.
The pretty face was full of shock.
How precious the sacred artifact is, as the person in charge of the Wanbao Auction House, she understands it better.
No matter how many channels and strong background Wanbao Auction House has.
But so far, I have never handled a sacred object.
Any sacred weapon is refined by a saint-level expert who has spent countless efforts.
It will only be awarded to certain special descendants.
For example, saintly figures like Baidu Holy Son.
As for others.
Not to mention possessing the holy artifact, even taking a look at it is a luxury.
Yaoyao had previously inquired about Xiao Changfeng's origins.
I know he is from the East Region.
But I didn't expect it.
Xiao Changfeng actually possesses a sacred weapon.
"Is he the Holy Son of the Alchemist Association?"
Yaoyao suddenly came up with a ridiculous idea.
But it was quickly rejected.
The Alchemist Association already had a Holy Son, and it was not Xiao Changfeng.
This guess is obviously not valid.
"Then how did his holy weapon come from? Is he a descendant of a certain saint?"
Yaoyao guessed again, but still couldn't get the answer.
It's not just her.
Hong Daoyuan, Feng Lingbei, Tie Rujun and others were also shocked and speculated.
The meaning represented by the sacred vessel is too extraordinary.
There may even be a saint standing behind Xiao Changfeng.
This forced everyone to treat it with caution.
Even Feng Lingbei looked confused.
If there really is a saint behind Xiao Changfeng.
Then this matter will be difficult to handle!
"Cut again!"
On the dragon-slaying platform, Xiao Changfeng is controlled by his spiritual consciousness.
The Void Flying Sword slashed towards Peacock Feather again.
"not good!"
The Holy Son of Hundred Poisons was shocked.
Quickly control the peacock feathers to avoid.
Although he didn't know why Xiao Changfeng possessed the holy weapon.
But that sword strike just cut off the peacock feather.
This is enough to prove the quality of this sword.
"Damn it, how could he have a holy weapon? This is absolutely impossible!"
The Holy Son of Hundred Poisons was furious and his face was distorted.
At the beginning.
He only planned to defeat Xiao Changfeng with his own strength.
But I don’t want to lose consecutively, or even be defeated.
So he became angry and took out the peacock feather.
He wanted to kill Xiao Changfeng and end this duel.
It's just that he couldn't imagine it.
Xiao Changfeng actually owns a sacred weapon.
And it seems that it is even stronger than Peacock Ling.
This made him shocked and angry.
Bang!
The Void Flying Sword struck Peacock Ling's body for the second time.
Suddenly, three poisonous needles could not hold up and were chopped into two pieces.
This way.
The peacock feather is no longer completed and its power is greatly reduced.
"Three cuts!"
Xiao Changfeng's expression remained unchanged, and he controlled the Void Flying Sword again to slash at Peacock Feather.
Peacock feathers are very extraordinary.
Not only is it one of the top ten hidden weapons of the Northern Tang Sect, it is also a sacred weapon.
Although it is only a low-grade holy weapon, its power is extremely terrifying.
Unfortunately, what it encountered was the Void Flying Sword.
The Void Flying Sword is not a holy weapon.
But a magic weapon.
A magic weapon is not only a fairy weapon, but also a weapon spirit.
Xiao Changfeng once again pulled out the bronze sword soul from Xiao Dilin's body.
Just put it into the Void Flying Sword and become its sword spirit.
It's just that although the sword spirit has spiritual intelligence, it has not yet reached the stage of speaking human words.
But a magic weapon is a magic weapon.
It cannot be defeated by the weapons of the secular world.
Moreover, the Void Flying Sword is the most powerful flying sword among magic weapons.
Even if they are of the same grade, they are still invincible.
A mere peacock feather is naturally hard to resist.
Of course, this is also because the Holy Son of Poison's aura is far inferior to his magic power.
Therefore, the power of the peacock feathers controlled is also much inferior.
Click!
The third cut fell.
This time, eight poisonous needles were cut off.
Suddenly, the peacock's feathers seemed to have lost their feathers, and they were extremely embarrassed.
"Peacock Ling, come back!"
The Holy Son of Baidu was very anxious and wanted to take back the peacock feather.
Otherwise, if it continues, Peacock Feather will be severely damaged even if it is not destroyed.
"The fourth cut!"
Unfortunately, Xiao Changfeng did not stop there.
The Void Flying Sword fell for the fourth time.
In the past, Xiao Changfeng could only perform five swords.
But now it has broken through to the Nascent Soul stage.
There is plenty of mana in the body.
It is no longer restricted and can be used at any time like an imperial weapon.
when!
The fourth cut fell.
This time, eleven poisonous needles were cut off.
However, Peacock Ling also escaped back into the hands of the Hundred Poison Saint Son.
It's just that a large piece of the iron fan that was re-condensed is missing.
It doesn't look very beautiful.
But this is better than having the peacock feathers destroyed.
Just this way.
The Holy Son of Hundred Poisons was completely defeated.
Five Poison Techniques, Heavy Rain Pear Blossom Needle, Martial Soul Fusion, plus this Peacock Feather.
The Holy Son of Hundred Poisons has already used all his methods.
But still could not do anything about Xiao Changfeng.
Instead, he was seriously injured.
Even the peacock feather was cut off by twenty-two poisonous needles.
This battle.
The Holy Son of Hundred Poisons lost.
And he lost completely, leaving no room for struggle.
Looking at the miserable Saint of Hundred Poisons.
Everyone was shocked.
Everyone in Feng Lingbei and the Northern Tang Sect was filled with grief and anger.
No one expected it.
The final result will be like this.
"The fifth cut will end the cause and effect and send you back to the west!"
Xiao Changfeng's eyes brightened, and his spiritual consciousness surged out.
Immediately, the flying sword in the sky burst into light and struck out the fifth sword towards the Holy Son of Hundred Poisons.
This sword.
It is more powerful than the previous four swords.
The air was directly torn open.
The flying sword in the void was like a bolt of lightning that split the heaven and the earth, heading straight towards the Holy Son of Hundred Poisons.
"Lord Holy Son!"
I feel the terror of this sword.
Feng Lingbei and others' expressions changed greatly, and they turned around to enter the Dragon Slaying Platform and save the Hundred Poison Saint Son.
But this time.
Things are changing.
But it was Hong Daoyuan and Tie Rujun's turn to stop them.
In an instant, a battle broke out among the six powerful men in the powerful realm.
The battle fluctuated like a volcano erupting and a tsunami coming.
The spectators all around were shocked.
But they fight.
This makes it impossible for anyone to step into the Dragon Slaying Platform.
And at this time.
The Void Flying Sword has been chopped down.
"I'll fight you!"
The Holy Son of Hundred Poisons has a ferocious face, a hundred poisonous spirit bodies, and a poisonous martial spirit that are moving crazily.
The peacock feather in his hand also opened its tail again.
Whoosh!
But this time.
The Void Flying Sword disappeared from the same place.
When he reappeared, he appeared directly in front of the eyebrows of the Hundred Poison Saint Son.
Teleport!
The Void Flying Sword has its own abilities.
Directly avoiding the obstruction of Peacock Ling, he wanted to kill the Holy Son of Hundred Poisons with one sword.
At this moment, everyone felt nervous.
Is the Holy Son of Hundred Poisons going to die like this?
"Who hurt my Northern Tang Sect disciple?"
At this moment.
The Dragon-Slaying Platform shook violently, and roared loudly, like the power of heaven.
All I could see were countless subtle patterns on the dragon-slaying platform.
Suddenly lit up.
Then an illusory finger appeared next to the Void Flying Sword.
With a flick of his finger, the Void Flying Sword couldn't bear it.