Chapter One Hundred and Twenty Pseudo Spirit Artifacts
The young marquis punched directly in front of Ye Xiwen. This was an extremely domineering punch. With one punch, the true energy in his body surged out like a flood.
Ye Xiwen stepped down, and the Heavenly Immortal Steps were activated instantly. The power of the Dacheng-level Heavenly Immortal Steps was instantly revealed. His green clothes were fluttering, and he walked with mysterious steps, avoiding the little marquis's punch.
Immediately afterwards, Ye Xiwen clapped his palm. It was as shocking as thunder and lightning, and it exploded instantly. Ye Xiwen's palm was wrapped with thundercloud-like infuriating energy, which exploded instantly. His muscles immediately began to beat with great force.
With a low shout, the thunder hand instantly blasted out, like a ball of thunder and lightning rushing down.
"How is that possible!" The seven young men all had expressions of disbelief on their faces, "How could he be so powerful!"
When the seven young men saw that palm, they suddenly broke out in cold sweat. If this was Ou and their opponent was Ye Xiwen, they would be beaten instantly.
It was not that they had never heard of Ye Xiwen's defeat of Mo Han, but Ye Xiwen had just made a breakthrough in front of them before. In their opinion, no matter how strong Ye Xiwen was, it was impossible for him to be as good as the rumors.
They are warriors who are in the realm of perfection, but this meeting completely overturned what they had originally thought.
And the young prince didn't expect that Ye Xiwen was so powerful. He had always heard those seven people say that Ye Xiwen was just a wasted reputation, and at most he was more powerful than these seven people. But now he really saw it.
Only when I arrived did I realize how wrong I was.
Ye Xiwen's tyranny was far beyond his imagination. Among the inner disciples, he had only seen it in the seed disciples.
But at this time, I couldn't care less about complaining. I quickly held the moon in my arms and put my fist to my chest. In an instant, it was like a steel wall.
For others, it is absolutely an ironclad wall.
"Want to defend?" Ye Xiwen sneered, and his thunder hand sped up a bit again, fiercely and accurately, and instantly hit the little marquis' chest.
Ye Xiwen's thunder hand instantly inserted into the little marquis's arms and hugged the moon, and instantly took a photo of the little marquis.
"Bang!" There was a sound like thunder, and the young prince's body flew out instantly, flew high, and fell hard to the ground.
The young marquis hit the ground hard, and a mouthful of blood spurted out. He looked at Ye Xiwen with a fierce look in his eyes. Suddenly, a cold light flashed out of his body, almost a black light that instantly struck in front of Ye Xiwen.
Ye Xiwen was horrified and immediately knew that this cold light was something serious. He quickly raised his hand to block it and slashed out with a sword light.
"Bang!" The sword light and the cold light collided hard, and Ye Xiwen suddenly felt a huge force spurting out from the cold light, almost making the long knife in his hand fall out.
The cold light fell on the ground, and Ye Xiwen saw it clearly. It was actually a flying sword, coming from across the air, exuding a faint spiritual pressure. So, this was actually a spiritual weapon, but the flying sword
The sword was covered with cracks. The blow just now caused the formation on the flying sword to completely collapse, and the sword body was covered with cracks.
Ye Xiwen was looking at his long knife. It was just like before, glowing with a cold light and without any cracks at all. He was secretly surprised that he found this long knife from the cave of the Iron-backed Silver Ape. At that time, many weapons were
It was rotten, but this one caught his eye. He didn't know its origin, but it was so great that it almost destroyed every other spiritual weapon.
Among those weapons, they are generally divided into ordinary weapons, divine weapons, and then spiritual weapons, and spiritual weapons are divided into four types: low-grade, medium-grade, high-grade, and extraordinary.
The weapons used by ordinary warriors are the so-called ordinary weapons. They are generally used by acquired-level warriors. They are made of ordinary iron. They are easily scrapped and need to be repaired frequently.
Above the ordinary soldiers, there are the so-called divine weapons. Divine weapons are generally those used by masters who are at the peak of the day after tomorrow and before the fifth level of innate weapons. They use more rare materials, such as century-old cold iron. Compared with ordinary ordinary soldiers,
Much stronger.
Extremely sharp, cutting iron like clay is the common standard for a magic weapon. Ye Xiwen always thought that this long sword was just a magic weapon, because ordinary ordinary soldiers would not be cut by him at all and were often scrapped. To say that it was a spiritual weapon, it was not
It did not have the aura of ordinary spiritual weapons, which would emit a faint spiritual pressure. However, this long sword did not have these characteristics of spiritual weapons, so Ye Xiwen only regarded it as an ordinary magical weapon.
But just after such a collision, the extraordinary power of this long sword was immediately revealed. It even chopped off the spiritual weapon. It was hard to say how sharp it was, but its sturdiness was the best Ye Xiwen had ever seen.
That flying sword should have been shattered to pieces by its own counter-shock force!
However, Ye Xiwen immediately had another thought. This young prince has definitely not reached the sixth level of innateness, where the true energy can be transformed into true essence. How could he be able to control spiritual weapons?
Spiritual weapons have spirits and cannot be manipulated by people below the sixth level of innate energy, because in order to control them, they must first have true energy, and only warriors with the sixth level of innate energy or above can transform the original innate energy into true energy, and
This true energy can truly control spiritual weapons.
In other words, this should not be a real spiritual weapon, but a so-called pseudo-spiritual weapon. A so-called pseudo-spiritual weapon means that a master of the true way or above has opened the spirit of a divine weapon. It has some of the characteristics of a spiritual weapon, and its power is of course
It is far inferior to a real spiritual weapon, but the advantage is that it is very easy to control. Even warriors below the sixth level of innateness can control it.
But even so, pseudo-spiritual weapons are definitely valuable. There are tens of thousands of inner disciples, and there are only one to two hundred who can possess pseudo-spiritual weapons. Only the top disciples must be wealthy.
Only those kinds of people can be possessed of pseudo-spiritual weapons.
The young marquis suddenly spat out another mouthful of blood. Even if the spiritual weapon was just a pseudo-spiritual weapon, it still had to contain a trace of soul. This flying sword was completely chopped by Ye Xiwen, and the trace of soul inside had already been there.
He was completely annihilated in the collision. In addition, he was hit by Ye Xiwen's palm before. Now he was injured even more, and he completely fainted.
"Little Marquis!" The seven people suddenly exclaimed. They didn't expect that the little Marquis' plot could not hurt Ye Xiwen. It was a fake spiritual weapon, and it was actually chopped up.
Ye Xiwen took a step forward, stared at the seven people coldly, and said, "Tell me, who ordered you to deal with me last time!"
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