"The Wuji Sword Gang was seriously damaged by the arrow attack and is almost scrapped!"
Looking at the bumpy Wuji Jian Gang in his hand, Zhuo Wen couldn't help but feel a little sad. The Wuji Jian Gang had been with him for several years and was extremely practical. Now that it was damaged like this, it was basically useless in battle.
"Boy! You are stupid. The Wuji Sword Gang is composed of one hundred and eight sword-shaped spiritual treasures. The core is the formation diagram inside. As long as the formation diagram is not broken, the Wuji Sword Gang will not be broken! Now you only need to repair these
The damaged sword-shaped spiritual treasure, the Wuji Jian Gang, can still be restored."
Xiao Hei's voice suddenly rang out, and he continued to say in an arrogant manner: "You are also a fourth-grade arcanist now, and you have several kinds of earth fire in your body. Besides, you also have things like tempered crystal jade, so you can completely defeat him in a short time.
Repair it and increase its power."
Hearing this, Zhuo Wen's eyes lit up. What Xiao Hei said was quite reasonable. Now that he is a fourth-grade arcanist, repairing the fourth-grade elemental formation is no problem.
"That's right! These arrows are all high-grade and low-grade spiritual treasures. I can use the earth's fire to smelt these arrows to repair the damage of Wuji Sword Gang."
Nodding, Zhuo Wen made a move with his right hand and unceremoniously put all the thousands of arrows on the ground into the Qiankun bag. Each of these arrows is a high-grade low-grade spiritual treasure. The value of thousands of them has already been remembered.
It's a low-grade spiritual treasure.
After collecting the arrows, Zhuo Wen noticed the condition of this hall. The hall was much larger than the one just now. The stone pillars standing around it were as majestic as Optimus Prime, and there was a faint sense of vicissitudes of life.
Reveal it.
In the center of the stone pillar, there is a damaged stone pillar with a broken section. On the damaged cross section of the stone pillar, a spear with a surface like a human spine is inserted quietly.
The surroundings of the bone gun seem to be flowing with terrifying energy, constantly devouring the surrounding vitality, and there are faint signs of collapse in the space within a few feet of the bone gun. This bone gun is definitely not simple.
There is a line of light characters above the bone gun: "Dragon Scale Tyrant Bone Gun, a mid-level spiritual treasure of the earth level!"
"Middle-grade spiritual treasure of the earth level!"
After seeing the light characters, Zhuo Wen couldn't help but take a breath. This was the first time he had seen an earth-level middle-grade spiritual treasure!
Although the grade of the Nine-wheel Burning Heaven Cauldron is definitely far higher than that of the Earth-grade middle-grade spiritual treasure, because there is no supply of earth fire, the power of the Nine-wheel Burning Heaven-Burning Cauldron is only equivalent to that of the Earth-grade low-grade Spirit Treasure. It may not be as powerful as
Get this dragon scale bone gun.
"Boy! This Dragon Scale Tyrant Bone Gun suits you very well. You are already a good gun user. Now with this Dragon Scale Tyrant Bone Gun, your strength will be greatly improved." Xiao Hei's voice changed.
said somewhat excitedly.
Nodding slightly, Zhuo Wen said helplessly: "Unfortunately, it is not so easy to get this Dragon Scale Tyrant Bone Gun. I'm afraid the opponent I will encounter next will be extremely difficult!"
As he said that, Zhuo Wen's eyes moved slightly, and his attention was immediately focused on the silent bronze gate on the other side. He knew that the opponent of this hall should be behind the bronze gate.
Zhuo Wen was not in a hurry, but hugged his shoulders, closed his eyes and waited silently. He had a hunch that the opponent this time was probably a genius in the heaven-level area, and was much more difficult to deal with than Lu Hang. After all, this time
The baby is too rich.
Creak!
The harsh sound of opening the door slowly sounded, and his ears twitched. Zhuo Wen's eyes suddenly opened and he stared directly at the other bronze door.
Whoosh!
A ghostly black shadow suddenly jumped out from the other side of the bronze door, as fast as thunder.
Whoosh whoosh!
The moment this figure stepped into the hall, the sound of countless crossbows being fired rang out, the harsh sound of piercing the air resounded throughout the hall, countless cold lights flashed, and dense rain of arrows headed directly towards this figure.
Zhuo Wen's eyes narrowed. It seemed that the arrow rain mechanism in the main hall was not just targeting his door. It seemed that every door contained this weird mechanism.
"It seems that we must be more careful in the trial mountain. After all, the danger comes not only from other warriors, but also from these traps. I don't know if this person can cope with these arrows."
Zhuo Wen is very aware of the power of these arrow rains. Generally, warriors in the middle stage of the second round of the Emperor's Realm are reluctant to block it. I am afraid that only warriors in the late stage of the second round of the Emperor's Realm can avoid this rain of arrows without any damage.
"Hmm? Agency?"
A surprised voice sounded, and immediately the figure that sprang out, its expression remained unchanged, its waist twisted, and its whole body rotated 360 degrees. At the same time, two dragon-headed swords appeared in its hands.
With the power of body rotation, the man's broadswords in both hands were like flexible dragon heads, completely blocking the rain of arrows surrounding him. He even stepped into the void with his feet that still had enough energy, and his figure flew directly out of the rain of arrows.
Within the range, many arrows were suddenly shot empty.
"Master!"
His pupils shrank, and the man in front of him showed great strength, and the powerful arrow rain was avoided by him in such a leisurely manner. You must know that when Zhuo Wen came in, he was quite embarrassed.
Kick!
After escaping the rain of arrows, the man's feet were a little empty and he landed lightly in the hall. His eyes focused and he directly noticed Zhuo Wen not far away.
This man was young, about twenty years old at most, with a slightly thin figure and a sickly pale face. He held a dragon-headed sword that was extremely inconsistent with his body shape in both hands.
The thin body and the huge sword form a strong contrast, and the whole thing is filled with a strange atmosphere.
"Huh? Aren't you Zhuo Wen, the genius from the low-level city? I really didn't expect that I would meet you in this situation."
After this person noticed Zhuo Wen who was not far away, a simple and honest smile appeared on his face, and he walked towards Zhuo Wen carelessly. His expression was not hostile, but revealed a trace of sincerity.
Zhuo Wen also recognized this person's identity. This person was actually Ling Xiaodao, the third genius of Lingtian City. He was short in stature, but he liked the twin swords that tall and strong men liked the most.
Lingtian City's reputation is quite impressive. It is also a super city, but it is the well-deserved number one among the super cities. It far exceeds other super cities in terms of strength and foundation, and is very close to the five super powers.
It is said that the strength of Ling Tian City's number one genius, Ling Wushuang, has exceeded the early stage of the Three-wheel Emperor Realm. His strength is very close to Lu Yongsheng. Although it is still slightly inferior, the difference is not that huge.
You must know that except for the five super powers, it is difficult for other powers to cultivate young talents in the Three-wheel Emperor Realm, but Lingtian City has done it, which shows that its heritage and strength are extraordinary.
Although this Ling Xiaodao is only the third genius of Lingtian City, his strength is not weak. His cultivation has reached the late stage of the Second-Run Emperor Realm. Especially the two swords in his hands are both earth-level low-grade spiritual treasures named Longyi.
Double sword.
"What's going on with Ling Xiaodao? We're obviously rivals. Why does this guy look like he's in trouble and actually come over to get close to me?"
Looking at Ling Xiaodao with sincere eyes in front of him, Zhuo Wen was a little unsure of the former's intentions. He frowned slightly, but did not make any move. He wanted to see what tricks Ling Xiaodao was playing.
A few feet away from Zhuo Wen, Ling Xiaodao stopped and stared at Zhuo Wen with a smile on his face and said: "Actually, I admire you very much. You are obviously just a warrior in a low-level city, but you can practice to the second level of the Emperor Realm. This is for us.
It’s a bit incredible.”
"It's just luck!" Zhuo Wen shook his head and said calmly.
"Luck? I don't think it's luck that you were able to advance to the second round of the Emperor's Realm. Who is not a determined person who can reach the Emperor's Realm? And you are younger than me, and you are able to reach this level. You are indeed a genius.
"
Ling Xiaodao shook his head and sighed, then narrowed his eyes at Zhuo Wen and whispered: "It's just a pity that you met me, Ling Xiaodao, because what I, Ling Xiaodao, like most is to kill someone as young and young as you."
A gifted genius, Jie Jie!"
As he spoke, Ling Xiaodao laughed nervously. The original sincere eyes were replaced by a touch of madness, and the two sword lights were like thunder and lightning, passing by Zhuo Wen's eyes at lightning speed.
"So fast!"
Zhuo Wen had just reacted when two rays of swords struck him directly in the chest. The shock made Zhuo Wen feel tight in his chest. He spat out a mouthful of blood and flew backwards.
"Haha! Zhuo Wen, you are so naive! People who know my Ling Xiaodao fighting style will not let me get close to within three feet, because my sharp knife is faster than thunder and lightning, and no one can pick it up within three feet.
You can't stand my sword, so you die."
Ling Xiaodao laughed twice again, stepped on the sole of his foot, and his whole body was like a hurricane. He held the knife in both hands and directly caught up with Zhuo Wen who was flying upside down. The two swords were like cold lights in the cold night, and struck Zhuo Wen's chest in a cross pattern.
.
In mid-air, Zhuo Wen's face finally turned ugly. He really didn't expect that Ling Xiaodao's sincere expression at the beginning was actually deceptive. His purpose was to get within three feet of him and use his sharp knife.
In fact, the most important thing was Zhuo Wen's negligence. Although he was always on guard against Ling Xiaodao, he did not know the latter's fighting style, let alone that Ling Xiaodao's knife was so fast that he could not catch it.
If he knew Ling Xiaodao's fighting style, Zhuo Wen would never let him get within three feet of him, let alone let him take the lead in striking.
However, it is too late to think about this now. Ling Xiaodao's sharp knife has already arrived, and the sharp sword energy is connected vertically and horizontally, and it envelopes the vital parts of Zhuo Wen's body at the same time.
If he were hit by Ling Xiaodao's blow, even if Zhuo Wen had abnormal recovery power, he would probably die directly.
"Do you really think I'm such an easy persimmon?"
Although Ling Xiaodao preempted him, Zhuo Wen didn't look panicked at all. With a sharp squeeze of his hands, his body was covered with countless blood lines, and the terrifying blood flames formed a blood shield directly in front of him.
boom!
When the sword light approached, the blood shield shook violently and collapsed. However, taking advantage of this moment, Zhuo Wen twisted his waist, opened and closed the thunder wings behind him, and retreated more than ten meters away...