Three hundred and sixtieth chapters do not suffer from widowhood but suffer from uneven
When Zhong Zihao was about to snatch the magic weapon of the halberd, a terrifying offensive attacked him. The attackers were none other than the senior brothers of the young man in red. They all came from the reclusive family - the Fang family.
This is an iron-blooded young man with a stern look in his eyes and an oppressive murderous aura on his body, and his cultivation has reached the peak of the Void Realm.
"Senior Brother Fang Yu, he has more than one divine weapon on him." The young man in red shouted loudly, looking at Zhong Zihao with undisguised gloating.
The person coming was so powerful that Zhong Zihao did not dare to be careless and hurriedly took back the big hand that he had extended out. The true energy in his body surged, and the power of heaven and earth poured out crazily, condensing a golden seal containing strong Taoism, as if he was carrying a piece of heaven and earth with him.
Crushed out with no return.
"Tongtian Palm's Tongtian Seal!"
In an instant, the two attacks met in mid-air, and the terrifying air waves spread rapidly, sweeping across the entire valley, causing other warriors who were taking action to retreat.
"Boom!"
As the earth trembled and the mountains shook, energy fluctuations swept across the sky and the earth. The long-collapsed volcano was affected by the residual power, and half of the earth and rocks turned into powder and dissipated.
Both of them were shocked by each other's strength, and they retreated tens of feet apart, their momentum rising again!
"Hand over the treasure in your hand and apologize to my junior brother. I will consider sparing your life."
Fang Yu held a holy sword and stood proudly in the void. His sharp eyes fell on Zhong Zihao and shouted.
Zhong Zihao sneered and said nothing, and took out the water attribute sword he just collected. The majestic soul power poured into it, preparing to suppress it temporarily and then use it.
He didn't care if the person who came was strong and domineering. The person with the strength always snatched the things that had no owner, but the other party asked him to hand over what he got. It was simply inexplicable.
Let alone asking him to apologize, this is even more nonsense.
Seeing Fang Yu's expression, he knew that this battle was inevitable, but he was not afraid. It was just a good time to test the gap between the effectiveness of his retreat this year and the strength of the peak power of the Void Realm.
"You are stubborn and seeking death!" Seeing that his words were ignored by the other party, Fang Yu shouted angrily and raised the heavy sword in his hand at an angle, launching an even more terrifying attack.
Fang Yu's moves were heavy and steady, yet swift and fierce, like a rainbow piercing the sun, invincible. A black light tore through the void, like a pair of giant scissors splitting the sky into two halves. The terrifying pressure made everyone retreat again and again.
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Zhong Zihao held the holy sword in his hand and glanced at it with slight dissatisfaction.
This sword was slightly cold in the hand, more than dexterous but not powerful enough. He felt a little unable to use it even if he borrowed it temporarily. That's right, he had originally prepared it for his younger sister Zihan, so it would be more suitable to use it in her hands.
Moreover, this holy sword also has a rather nice name: Ripples of Autumn Water.
Seeing that Fang Yu's offensive was approaching, Zhong Zihao no longer hesitated, and the sword field suddenly bloomed. Under the infusion of his true energy, the long sword burst into a dazzling light, and the shadow of a sky-covering giant sword flashed above his head.
"The Sword of the Sky!"
Another wave of unstoppable and shocking pressure came, and the two momentums were at loggerheads. The giant sword that covered the sky rolled and roared out like it was falling.
"Rumble!"
As the earth trembled and the mountains shook, surging air waves spread across the air. A layer of skin was lifted off the surface of the entire valley, and all vegetation was instantly turned into powder.
"Um?"
Fang Yu's expression changed drastically. This guy's cultivation level was obviously one level lower. How could he receive his full blow? But he did not hesitate because of these doubts. He transformed into thunder and lightning and fought fiercely with Zhong Zihao.
together.
"Senior sister, am I useless?" In the distance, Zhong Zihan looked at the battle in mid-air, his beautiful eyes full of worry.
"Zihan Bingxue is smart. It's too late for everyone to like her, so why is it useless? Don't think too much. In the eyes of me and your brother, you are much more valuable than any artifact." Murong Wan smiled softly and comforted her.
She frowned, not because she was worried about Zhong Zihao's lack of strength, but because she was thinking about how today would end and whether she should take action?
However, she was still struggling in her heart, but someone was more anxious than her and took the lead in making a decision for them.
"Everyone, we suffered a lot today, but in terms of harvest, we are not as rich as that kid alone. Can you accept it?"
When the young man in red from the Fang family saw that the other treasures had already been assigned to their respective owners, and that no one had any intention of leaving, his heart moved, and he encouraged: "I suggest that we all work together to capture the people who are traveling with him.
.After my senior brother defeats him, we can redistribute the treasures."
Not to mention, as soon as he said these words, all forces were ready to take action.
Although each party has gained a lot, at least two sacred weapons have been obtained, but compared to the sacred weapons, the sacred weapons are obviously not enough.
Among the four artifacts that were born, they saw with their own eyes that two of them were taken into possession by Zhong Zihao. Although that guy seemed to be extremely powerful and beyond everyone's expectation, but now, wasn't it also taken by the people of the Fang family?
Is it contained?
They couldn't help but think that if the man named Fang Yu couldn't take down Zhong Zihao, then taking action against the people accompanying him would undoubtedly be the best way.
As the saying goes: Don’t worry about scarcity but inequality!
This is the case for everyone at this moment. If only five or six sacred artifacts are born today, and each force gets one, everyone will be content and not think about anything else.
The problem is that not only are there more sacred artifacts than this number, but there are also four artifacts that have been released. But by chance, the young man in black robes snatched two of them.
Moreover, most of the people present come from reclusive families. In their understanding, the rise and fall of the human race are all carried out by their own families, and because they have been living in seclusion for many years, the younger generation has little understanding of the outside world.
Over time, they felt like they were superior to others just like the Tuoba clan back then. Under such circumstances, how could they endure that half of their opportunities here were taken up by an outsider?
"Hey, what Brother Fang said makes sense, I agree!" Someone echoed.
“We also think this method is feasible!”
"Since everyone has the same opinion, let's take action."
"..."
Among the five major forces present, except for the Fang family, only one family had harvested the artifact, that is, there were only three people in that party, and each of them was a family with a late-stage cultivation in the Void Realm.
If Zhong Zihao's side can be captured, each side will have a great chance of obtaining the two extra artifacts. Driven by interests, these people will quickly reach an agreement.
"Senior Brother Mo, we..."
Someone in Beidouya's camp asked softly, because they only obtained two sacred weapons, who wouldn't be jealous of sacred weapons?
"After all, we are all forces from the Shenyuan Domain. Even if we don't help, we can't add insult to injury." Mo Gaoleng shook his head and refused.
Zhong Zihao and Fang Yu were in the middle of a battle in the sky. Suddenly they discovered this change and couldn't help shouting: "Wan'er, be careful!"
Although Zhong Zihan was the weakest, he did not show weakness. He stood side by side with Murong Wan, his sword unsheathed.
Lu Yang had woken up from the cross-legged recovery period and held the reincarnation gun in his hand again, with murderous intent blooming in his eyes: "If you are not afraid of death, just get over here!"
Murong Wan's eyes were like autumn water, she slightly raised her slender jade hands, and the Water Singing Sword appeared out of thin air!