The piece of ragged iron in the eyes of the Saint Saint of Sword Pan let out a harsh roar!
"What are you?"
The Saint Ancestor Jianpan sneered and said, "I thought I could do anything to me by using a double rule puppet?"
Crazy!
The robe on his body showed a sea-blue brilliance!
It is a robe of the Holy Ancestor!
Even the puppet Xiaowu was shaken by the wave-like patterns on it, shaking like streamers.
But Xiao Wu still didn't let go.
"Sword plate, come!"
The Saint Ancestor Jianpan had an idea.
Eight long swords of different colors penetrated from the top of his head, forming a blade plate surrounding each other!
The sword plate kept spinning!
The released sword light was crazily cutting the puppet Xiaowu behind him.
In an instant, the puppet Xiaowu's body was covered with shocking sword marks, and the most serious one penetrated half of the body's thickness!
Puppets are painless.
However, the serious injury will affect the performance of strength.
Puppet Xiaowu's left arm seemed weak.
Seeing the hope of breaking free from the bondage, the Saint Ancestor of Sword Pan became more and more powerful in controlling the proud sword Pan, releasing the sword light again to cut towards the puppet Xiaowu behind him.
In the Nine Domain Tower.
Zhao Fan was thrilling to watch in front of the light curtain.
"It's really worthy of being the Saint Ancestor of the Sword Plate that is comparable to the Saint Ancestor of the Three Rules."
Zhao Fan sighed and said, "Just five will be weak after just one wave of offensive. If this second wave falls, Xiao five will definitely be severely injured."
"You have no chance!"
The sound of the copper lamp sounded, and his waterfall, which was a large amount of lamp oil, had formed a blockade circle without dead corners in all directions of the Saint of Sword Pan. Not only that, it also isolated the inside and outside. Even Zhao Fan in the Nine Domain Tower could only see the blank light curtain.
everything.
It seems to be in silence.
Zhao Fan was waiting intently.
One breath.
Ten breaths.
One hundred breaths passed.
Still no movement.
"Has it succeeded?"
Zhao Fan couldn't help but send a message to the copper lamp with some concern, but he did not respond. He sensed the state of the puppet Xiaowu, which was still there, but his condition was much worse than before, and he probably was injured even worse.
A long time later.
The blank dissipates.
The scene was revealed.
Zhao Fan looked at the light curtain and couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.
He saw that the Saint Ancestor Jianpan was lying weakly on the ground, as if he was opening his eyes, but fell into a deadly sleep.
Half of the puppet Xiaowu's body collapsed, but there was no substantial problem.
The copper lamp has been removed from the disguise of broken copper and iron, and its lamp base is embedded on the head of the Saint of Sword Pan.
"Boy of Creation, hurry up, move us into the Nine Domain Tower, I have no strength."
The copper lamp smiled bitterly and sent a message.
"Here you come."
After Zhao Fan responded, he directly put the copper lamp, puppet Xiaowu and the sleeping Saint Ancestor into the Nine Domain Tower.
"What just happened?"
Zhao Fan asked curiously.
"This Bird Sword Pan Saint Ancestor is even more tenacious than I expected, and he almost failed."
The copper lamp said weakly and weakly: "Fortunately, the plan was successfully implemented, and the void in it has been completely melted by my lamp oil. No one can find anything except your dean. Boy Creation, let's talk later, you can stab the small straw into the head of the Saint Ancestor Jianpan."
"Um."
Zhao Fan nodded, then picked up the small straw and stabbed the head of the Saint Ancestor Jianpan.
An embarrassing scene appeared.
The Saint Ancestor of the Sword Pan is a double rule. Even if he falls into a coma or is severely injured, he is not something that Zhao Fan can break through at the peak of the ancestral realm.
Even the corpse of the Double Rule Saint Ancestor will be like this...
"Xiao Wu, come."
Zhao Fan threw the small straw to the puppet Xiaowu.
"yes!"
Puppet Xiaowu grabbed the small straw with the intact palm on the other side.
He stabbed twice in a row.
The small straw was inserted on the head of the Saint Ancestor Jianpan.
His body twitched, as if he was resisting, but it was useless.
"As long as my base is embedded in him, he will not wake up."
The copper lamp smiled and took out something similar to an animal skin bag and threw it to Zhao Fan. "Wrap this at the other end of the small straw. In this way, the rules flowing out of the Saint Ancestor of the Sword Pan will be stored in it."
"What is this?"
Zhao Fan asked in confusion.
"A treasure refined from the skin of a Saint Ancestor-level beast is useless."
Tong Deng smiled and said, "But with the ability to swallow and suck, it can not only store it, but also let the time to drain the Saint Ancestor of the Sword Pan is greatly advanced. It is expected that it can be completely absorbed in one year. At that time, we can refine the double-rule clone for the Saint Ancestor of Thunder."
Then, it casually said, "Hey, I'll give you this as a reward."
Zhao Fan looked at the bronze lamp after hearing this.
The sea-blue holy ancestor robe emerged. https://www.
This is from the Saint Ancestor of Sword Pan.
"The damage is not light."
Zhao Fan took it over and looked around.
"It's not damaged the root cause. Let your master repair it. It's a simple thing."
The copper lamp said thoughtfully: "As for that sword plate, I won't give it to you. You use a knife. One is not enough to use it. Two is the Holy Ancestor weapon combined with eight swords. You can now play a 1% effect at most, and it is a burden to hold it."
Zhao Fan nodded.
"When the clone of Thunder Saint Ancestor is refined, it will be used for him."
The bronze lamp said slowly: "In this way, his strength is comparable to that of the Saint Ancestor of the Sword Pan, which is a good strong support."
"Um."
Zhao Fan asked with a smile: "It's time to talk about the process of taking down the Saint Ancestor Jianpan just now?"
"Actually nothing."
The bronze lamp recalled and said, "The Saint Ancestor of the Sword Pan controlled the sword pan and slashed into my lamp body. If he allowed him to breathe for half a breath, my wick would have to be extinguished. But I still saved the lamp oil that I usually couldn't bear to use was even more powerful. It poured into his body of the Saint Ancestor, successfully causing him to fall asleep."
"That's the case, then what will we do next?" Zhao Fan asked.
"Go back to the Shui Mansion and wait until the clone is refined before coming out."
Tongdeng said, "By the way, during this period, I found some materials in the Water Mansion to repair Xiao Wu. His injuries will be repaired by the heart of the puppet alone. It will take a long time to recover as before."
The puppet Xiaowu threw a resentful look, "You have a conscience."