Seeing the embarrassing scene that suddenly appeared in front of him, Yuan Zun, who was still expressionless at first, suddenly twitched the corner of his mouth and hurriedly took back the long sword that he had drawn again in his hand. Yuan Zun's sword avoided Xiao Han's delicate body and fell into the wall behind her with a clang.
in.
Quickly closing her long skirt, Xiao Han used delicate steps to leave the corner. He tilted his mouth unwillingly and said angrily: "This matter will definitely not be let go like this!"
"Shua"
As Xiao Han left angrily, the eight-story tower hall fell into silence again.
Yuan Zun glanced at Mu Feng, who had no intention of leaving, and said lightly: "What, you want to come and try too?"
There was a wry smile on Mu Feng's face. He knew that he could never be Yuan Zun's opponent, but he still replied stubbornly: "This martial arts volume is at the lowest Nirvana level. No one can follow it if they see it."
Just let it go."
"I know that I am no match for you, but I don't want to watch this martial arts book taken away by you."
He took a breath of cold air, and the star energy in his body was mobilized, and he made a posture as if he wanted to give Yuan Zun a try.
If he hadn't noticed that most of the star energy in Yuan Zun's body had been consumed by Xiao Han, Mu Feng would never have taken this risk.
Since there is still a chance, he will naturally try his best. Maybe there will be an unexpected turn.
Looking at the nervous Mu Feng, Yuan Zun curled his lips and chuckled, slowly raised his feet, and then landed with a bang. A powerful sea of fire spread from his body, even making the air in the tower change.
It has to be a little thin.
The flames surrounding him gradually formed into a roiling fire dragon. As each flame on the fire dragon disappeared, Mu Feng could feel his breathing becoming unsmooth.
Although Yuan Zun did not use martial arts, the flames of the winged snake that erupted from his body were extremely manic. This momentum alone could make a warrior of the same level lose any fighting spirit!
"I decided to give up."
Shocked by this momentum, Mu Feng, who originally had some hope, hurriedly raised his hands to Yuan Zun, glanced helplessly at the passage leading to the ninth-floor tower, and finally shook his head and sighed.
Presumably, Yuan Zun will definitely go to the ninth level after taking away the creation that guards the eighth level. Rather than looking for trouble, it is better to just forget it.
Looking at Mu Feng's leaving figure, Yuan Zun showed a rare hint of appreciation on his face. It is said that those who know the current affairs are heroes. I don't know how much better this Mu Feng is than some arrogant people.
The arrogant people Yuan Zun said included Xiao Han, and he had clearly kindly reminded her not to covet the things in the last two floors of the tower.
If the last dramatic scene hadn't happened, perhaps Xiao Han would have died completely by the sword.
Putting aside these boring thoughts, Yuan Zun narrowed his eyes. In order to avoid falling into any restrictions, he stepped back a distance, and the void sucked the fluorescent martial arts into his hand.
As he mastered martial arts, Yuan Zun quickly opened one corner, and several dazzling big characters suddenly appeared in front of his eyes.
This is indeed a volume of low-grade Nirvana martial arts. What is a bit regretful is that this is not a sword-style martial arts, but a volume of extremely rare sword-style martial arts!
Regarding this result, Yuan Zun was not too disappointed. Swordsmanship is inherently blessed by two hands, and two-handed swords are equally adaptable.
As long as this volume of martial arts is slightly modified based on his attainments in swordsmanship, a brand new volume of sword-style martial arts can be obtained!
Although this is somewhat different from creative martial arts, not everyone can do it.
Putting away his martial arts skills, Yuan Zun walked towards the ninth floor tower without any intention of stopping.
As soon as he stepped into the tower, there were scattered corpses of warriors lying on the ground. They were exactly the same as those he found in the corridor on the seventh floor. They were all killed by someone piercing the brain with a sword.
Of the thirty or so warriors who entered this ancient tomb with him, only a few are left now!
Yuan Zun glanced around and found that the ground was full of broken weapons, covered with a thick layer of dust.
Judging from the refining techniques of the weapons, they are definitely not ordinary weapons, but all spiritual weapons! The number is also terrifying, at least reaching nearly a hundred Bings!
It was really sad to see it all broken into a pile of scrap metal.
"ding dong"
Feeling that someone was coming from the front with a broken sword, Yuan Zun also increased his vigilance. The ninth floor of the tower was extremely dark, not as bright as the seventh and eighth floors.
Yuan Zun lit a fireball in his hand and threw it forward with a roar. A stream of light flashed past and the fireball was immediately extinguished.
He secretly raised his eyebrows and learned that the person who made the move was a seventh-grade Little Perfect warrior. And among the ancient warriors, Jiang Yong was probably the only one from the Jiang family who had reached this level.
"The things inside are beyond your control."
Jiang Yong's indifferent and slightly impatient voice came from the front. When he saw Yuan Zun, he was slightly stunned and his eyes became much lighter.
"Although I entered this tomb in the name of Jiang Yong, I don't want to interfere too much in the matter between you and Jiang He. Get out of here quickly. You may be able to survive me and get out of this tomb."
Yuan Zun sneered, folded his hands and said calmly: "Many people have said the same thing to me, but they are all dead."
"I, Yuan Zun, don't know how to roll away. If you are willing, why not come and teach me how to do it?"
"Huh, arrogant!" Jiang Yong shouted coldly, and the wind of his fist landed directly in front of him, but Yuan Zun deftly resolved it. The two fought several times, but still no distinction was made between the weak and the strong.
Yuan Zun, Yuan Zun, and Jiang Yong looked a little surprised. He was a dignified seventh-grade Small Perfection, but he couldn't even win a fifth-grade Small Perfection?
You know, the martial arts cultivation between the two people has separated the entire first-level and two-level stages! If it were placed on other people, Jiang Yong might be able to completely destroy a fifth-level small perfect warrior with just one punch.
"Papa"
Yuan Zun punched out and collided with Jiang Yong's other arm. The two of them retreated a hundred feet apart, and the entire nine-story tower began to shake.
"Seven-grade Little Perfection, nothing more than that!" After several rounds with Jiang Yong, Yuan Zun felt an excitement in his heart. He tilted his head and chuckled a few times. What he was sure of was that he
It's been a long time since I've been this happy.
Seeing that he didn't take her seriously at all, and still had such a sarcastic look on his face, Jiang Yong's aura of stars immediately filled the air with a ruthless smell.
"You are indeed very strong. This level of fighting alone is not enough for us to decide the winner as soon as possible! I just don't know if you have the strength to take over my martial arts!"
Jiang quickly formed seals with his hands, and a giant khaki-colored spear jumped out in front of him. The thickness of the spear alone was three times the size of his body!
"Medium-level martial arts can give you such confidence! Then I will show you today what true martial arts is!"