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Chapter 191 Scythe War Sword Eagle

"Two hundred divine emblems, exchanged for a ninth-grade sword!"

Li Kezhou was secretly speechless when he heard this.

He now somewhat understood why this matter was called a once-in-a-century opportunity.

Ninth-grade swords are simply out of reach for ordinary people. Those who are qualified to possess them, without exception, are almost all powerful in the Return to True Realm.

Such a sword can only be owned by a sword cultivator in the Return to True Realm who has spent his entire life accumulating.

But now, you only need 200 divine emblems to obtain it, which is indeed a rare and great opportunity.

Of course! Two hundred coins is not a small number.

Looking at the desert, only a few super powers such as the Desert Snake can possibly gather such a number of divine emblems.

Li Kezhou recalled his current number of divine emblems.

Except for the extremely huge shield-sized divine emblem obtained from the body of the demonic insect, there were a total of 160 emblems accumulated in the pocket, which was still 40 away from the number of 200.

He glanced at Kaname Itachi, seemed to have something in mind, and suddenly said: "Everyone! I, Kamitechi, can still accept a challenge now. I have reached the number of forty, and I will bet with you again. Your spiritual pets,

Is there anyone willing to go out and fight?"

His words did not stir up any waves.

After the battle just now, everyone could see clearly that the Kamaita in front of them was definitely not an ordinary middle-grade spiritual pet, otherwise it would be impossible to have such strength.

Kamaitachi's strength has been exposed. He who thinks he is invincible to his spiritual pet will naturally not dare to take action again.

A moment later, it was still the white-haired Yuantai old man who said with great interest: "Boy! You sick weasel, your strength is really beyond my expectation, but do you dare to compete with my spirit?"

Pet the [Crying Wind Sword Eagle] in a battle?"

The old man and the old god are here.

Mu Qingtong's face changed slightly when he heard this, and he reminded in a low voice: "Don't accept the challenge! This man is one of the best sword cultivators in our desert. His sword eagle is a different species of eagle, ranking among the best."

"And according to what I know about this person, his sword eagle has been cultivated to the level of a master in the late stage of condensation. The most important thing is that it is a flying spiritual bird. Once it flies into the sky, it is almost invincible."

"The top-grade spiritual bird...the late stage of pill condensation!"

Li Kezhou was thoughtful.

He looked at the Kamamaitachi on his shoulder: "Do you want to accept the challenge? But I am sure that this battle will be extremely difficult for you, and the eagles are your natural enemies, and they must have unique methods to deal with you."

Kaname Itachi rolled his eyes and without saying anything, he jumped and entered the scene again.

"This kid is so stupid! He actually let Kamitachi fight against Old Man Sword Eagle's Sword Eagle. No one knows that Sword Eagle better than me. Except for Yuan Fei masters, who have the ability to wield swords, no matter what their strength, this

The spiritual bird will be invincible."

"This is natural! One is running on the ground and the other is flying in the sky. There is no point in fighting at all. Although this Kamaita is rare, when it enters the ring, it is like a target and there is no room for resistance."

"Hahaha……"

The old man Sword Eagle looked in disbelief at first, and finally couldn't restrain his joy and laughed loudly.

He just said it casually, but he knew from the bottom of his heart that the other party would not be able to accept a battle with his sword eagle, because anyone with eyes would see that the situation was one of defeat and no victory.

But he never expected that the other party actually agreed and immediately sent Kamamaitachi to fight. This made him feel as happy as if he had gone out to pick up a million spiritual stones.

"Good boy! You have the courage! Go..."

The old man touched the spirit bag on his waist, and a bright white afterimage flew into the sky.

Everyone gathered to watch.

It was a giant eagle that spread its wings one by one and covered an area of ​​three feet. The eagle feathers were glowing with metallic luster, and the eagle claws were as big as grindstones. It was so ferocious that just one look at it made people feel chilled.

"The body shape...the difference is huge!"

"Can this sickle weasel withstand a blow from the giant eagle?"

"The sword eagle has the name sword because the wind blade he uses must be sharp with sword energy. It's a coincidence that these two spiritual pets use the power of controlling the wind."

"But it's a pity! Kamaitachi's bloodline is ultimately inferior, and is far from comparable to Sword Eagle. Although they are both wind blades, the difference in power is huge, and we will soon see the difference!"

The old man was still laughing: "Hahahaha... Boy, if you, the spirit weasel, can withstand a single blow from my sword eagle today, I will cut off your head and give it to you!"

"Sword Eagle, take action and let me see how you win with one blow."

The cry of eagles came from the sky.

The sword eagle glided, opened its mouthparts, and shot out a beam of white light. At the same time, it opened its huge claws and grabbed it like a chicken.

The sickle and weasel swung its sickle claws sharply, and a piece of flying sickle split into the air.

The sword light spitting out from the sword eagle's mouth has amazing penetrating power. It meets the sickle blade in mid-air and penetrates all the way.

But the edge of the sickle blade is not as simple as it seems. After blocking it layer by layer, the sword light and the sickle blade dissipated in mid-air at the same time.

At the right time, a dark shadow enveloped him, and the giant claws grabbed him.

"It's unbelievable that the sickle blade of this sickle is able to block the sword light spitted out by the sword eagle, but after all, there is innate restraint, and the sickle is about to be captured and killed!"

Just as the voice fell, the eagle caught it with its talons, and the figure of the shrouded weasel flickered and disappeared from the spot.

"Escaped!"

"It's just a trapped beast trying to fight. If you want to defeat the sword eagle, you have to have this little thing fly!"

"Look! This Kamaita is really flying!!"

Everyone's eyes popped out and their jaws dropped to the floor.

I saw the sickle weasel, without wings, but floating in mid-air, with no point of leverage, but able to come and go freely. It flashed in the sky above the sword eagle, its sickle claws danced wildly, and its sickle blades spread across the sky.

The sword eagle missed its catch, had no time to turn around, and immediately fell into the sickle blade.

"Chi chi chi..."

Along with the metallic cutting sound, the iron feathers flew, and the sword eagle resisted the blow and rushed out of the sickle blade.

Li Kezhou's face changed slightly when he saw it: "This sword eagle! It is truly worthy of a top-grade monster beast. Its attack and defense are almost perfect. Even with the power of Xiao Huang's sickle blade, it was able to be blocked by it with an iron feather."

He was surprised in his heart, but he didn't know that the entire audience, including the old man, was already horrified.

"What kind of alien species is this sickle weasel? I have lived for more than fifty years, and this is the first time I heard that there are some spiritual weasels that can fly!"

Amidst the horrifying sounds, Old Man Sword Eagle was horrified. The advantage he had previously gained in his eyes seemed to be being wiped out, which gave him a bad premonition.

A ferret and an eagle confront each other in mid-air.

"Sword Eagle! Don't fight, use the ultimate kill! Tear this little thing into pieces..."

After receiving the master's order, the sword eagle spread its eagle wings, flapped its wings fiercely, and flew away with a sheet of iron feathers covering the sky and the earth.

"Qian Yu flies to kill!"

"Under the special attack of my sword eagle, even if you, the sick weasel, have reached the level of elixir condensation, there is no way to survive! If you, my spiritual pet, can survive this, I will cut off my head and give it to you today.

Hahaha……"

The old man's confidence increased sharply, and he laughed wildly again.


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