Chapter five hundred and eighty-eight of the sword of terror
The swords and axes intersected, Zhang Cheng's tiger head was split open, but the black giant ax successfully resisted Mo Xie's sword blade, leaving only a small opening on the ax head.
This ax is indeed a collection of the Yan family. It was made by a master and is extremely hard. Only this kind of weapon can block the edge of the divine sword!
"Zhang Cheng did not fall."
"His weapon blocked Mo Xie."
"What kind of weapon is that?"
At this time, the people at the foot of the mountain suddenly became excited. Through telescopes and drone broadcasts, they could see that Zhang Cheng did not fall, but fought with Qin Yingjun's Moye Divine Sword with a huge black axe.
"What kind of weapon is that black ax? It can actually fight against Moye." An old man said in surprise, "You know, even the weapon made of tank armor can be cut by Moye."
"It's the black sky-opening axe!"
Rong Guoxiu was well-informed and after a few more glances, he recognized the weapon as a black sky-opening axe. He couldn't help but turn his head and look at Yan Chengshu.
Several sensible people also looked at Yan Chengshu with strange eyes.
"Brother Yan, I remember that the black sky-opening ax was a treasured item in your family's collection. I remember that three years ago, you took it out for a public exhibition. Someone offered it a sky-high price, but you didn't sell it."
Qin Riyue looked unhappy and said.
"Yes, this kind of weapon is often priceless, so I'm reluctant to part with it," Yan Chengshu said.
"How did that black sky-opening ax fall into Zhang Cheng's hands?" Qin Riyue couldn't help but ask.
"Zhang Cheng took the initiative to borrow it from me. He saved my little girl's life and owed him a favor, so I had to lend it to him." Yan Chengshu had a good reason, and Qin Riyue couldn't say anything else. He was returning the favor. If it were him
If so, it would be hard for him not to borrow it.
But will things be so simple? At this time, lending the black sky ax to Zhang Cheng is equivalent to standing opposite the Qin family. The meaning of the Yan family made many people present ponder.
"With the black mountain axe, even if Qin Yingjun has the Moye Divine Sword, it will not be easy to defeat Zhang Cheng." Someone said.
But Wan Shixiong sneered: "Everyone, you underestimate Mo Xie too much. This is a real magic weapon, and it cannot be compared to those weapons that can be seen on the market."
Hearing this, everyone was startled. Wan Shixiong was the ninth elder of Wanjian Sect, and Mo Xie was a member of Wanjian Sect. Naturally, he knew Mo Xie's power.
Yan Chengshu frowned slightly, feeling uneasy for the first time.
At this time, Zhang Cheng seemed to have resisted Mo Xie's sword, but the tiger's mouth had already cracked open. With each collision, the cracks in the tiger's mouth became bigger and bigger.
The blade of Moye's sword was not only hard and sharp, but also carried a will that made Zhang Cheng extremely fearful. Most people couldn't feel it at all, but Zhang Cheng could clearly feel it. When Qin Yingjun struck with the divine sword, the sword energy was
Carrying a terrifying will to destroy.
This is like Zhang Cheng's "Ninety-nine Heavens" operating to the fourth level, generating will and having great power.
The same goes for Mo Xie. With this will, Qin Yingjun's sword energy was extremely lethal.
Click, click, click!
The black sky-opening ax kept showing gaps, getting bigger and bigger, and the cracks spread rapidly. There were cracks in several places, but the battle could still continue.
"Zhang Cheng, let me give you a taste of the true power of Mo Xie's Divine Sword. It will be your honor to die under Mo Xie's sword."
Qin Yingjun, who was attacking like a storm, suddenly stopped and wiped his hand on the sword blade, and scarlet blood appeared on Mo Xie's sword blade.
A faint light suddenly bloomed on the blade. The blade trembled slightly and screamed, and a field-like power was released from the blade.
You know, Qin Yingjun has a field. He kept letting go of the battle with Zhang Cheng and suppressed Zhang Cheng, but he couldn't suppress it.
At this time, the power emitted by Moye's Divine Sword did not spread out like the domain, but condensed on the blade, making Zhang Cheng's whole body shivers stand up.
Danger!
Qin Yingjun raised his sword and struck with another strike.
This sword was ordinary, simple, and contained no skills. Zhang Cheng could block it by raising his axe, but it gave Zhang Cheng an unprecedented sense of lethality.
However, his intuition kept shouting at Zhang Cheng to avoid him quickly.
Zhang Cheng stepped back with all his strength to dodge.
"Green Lotus Sword Technique, destroy dust with one sword!"
Qin Yingjun muttered words, changed his sword skills, and continued to chase Zhang Cheng.
Zhang Cheng thought he could dodge, but found that he couldn't dodge at all and could only bear it. The sword from the opposite side had already become powerful and enveloped Zhang Cheng. No matter which direction he dodges from, he can only resist it forcefully.
Thinking of this, Zhang Cheng gritted his teeth and raised his ax to meet this dangerous sword!
The sword falls!
Ax strike!
There was no loud noise. At this moment, the world seemed to be silent. Zhang Cheng did not hear any sound. He only widened his eyes and saw the huge black sky-opening ax in his hand shattered inch by inch and fell apart.
With just one sword strike, the master weapon collected by the Yan family was instantly destroyed and turned into pieces. In front of Mo Xie, it was no different from tofu.
Zhang Cheng could imagine that this sword could easily cut through the hardest tank armor.
What a magical weapon this is, with infinite power!
brush!
A long stream of blood spattered in the air, and the blade of the divine sword cut into Zhang Cheng's chest. Zhang Cheng flew up, flew backwards, and crashed onto the mountain wall.
After witnessing this scene, everyone knew that Zhang Cheng had lost. What Zhang Cheng lost was not his cultivation, but his weapons.
Moye's Divine Sword cannot be resisted by human beings. The Chinese Divine Sword is a historical treasure and truly deserves its reputation.
"Qin Yingjun, don't kill him!"
When Cai Meilin saw this, her eyes turned red and she hurriedly shouted.
It's a pity that her voice can't be conveyed at all.
"Zhang Cheng admits defeat! Stop!"
Cai Tiexin's heart sank, but he was well prepared. He immediately used a loudspeaker to shout towards the mountain. The important thing is that Zhang Cheng is alive. If Zhang Cheng dies, it will be of no use.
"Haha, Quanzi won in the end. There is no way, weapons are also a kind of strength. It was Zhang Cheng who lost." Qin Riyue said with a wide smile, "Brother Yan, do you think so? I'm sorry, Yingjun's attack was not measured.
, and destroyed your black sky-opening axe."
"It was Zhang Cheng who lost."
Yan Chengshu looked bad, but as the notary of this decisive battle, he had to say.
"boss."
Hai Rui and Jia Jinghua looked desperate, they were finished.
"Zhang Cheng." Rong Qiu also looked pale and wanted to stop him, but she knew that even her grandfather couldn't stop him.
"Haha, I knew my idol would win in the end. I asked you to hit me, but now you won't have the chance to hit me again." Yan Zhengliang gloated.
"Haha, as expected, my third brother is still the best. One day, he will become the best in the world. If Zhang Cheng challenges him, he deserves it."
Qin Fanyun laughed.
"Brother, is it possible that third brother really wants to kill Zhang Cheng?" Qin Shiya said unbearably.
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