Li Kezhou's expression suddenly changed when he saw the piece of iron feather that was smashing past.
These iron feathers are as sharp as flying knives and have the power to tear apart the earth and rubble. Once they are swept away, a living person will be cut into pieces by a thousand knives.
The spirit weasel obviously felt the danger, as a strange wind surged around him, and he swung his sickle claws again.
This time, what was swung out was not a sickle blade, but a hurricane. The hurricane enveloped the surrounding area ten feet, and collided head-on with the flying killing iron feathers coming from the sky.
There was another crackling sound.
Tie Yu was swept up by this storm and swept towards the sword eagle in the opposite direction.
"No……"
The old man below, his liver and gallbladder were split apart at the sight, and he roared loudly.
But it didn't help. The sword eagle was hit by the storm, and all its iron feathers were plucked out in an instant. It was dripping with blood for a while, and fell down in mid-air like a kite with its string broken.
"What was that just now? Is this really the power exerted by Kamaitachi?"
"When did the spirit weasel's ability to control the wind become so sensational? It can actually control a hurricane. This is still a weak cultivation. If he has the strength of the Yuantai realm sword cultivator, why not flatten a mountain with just one hand?
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"This is definitely not Kamaitachi! Kamaitachi cannot possibly have such strength!"
The exclamations came one after another.
Li Kezhou secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
A smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.
No wonder it is said that spiritual beasts grow up in the midst of fighting. Just now Kamamaitachi faced a narrow escape, and his ability to control the wind suddenly made a huge breakthrough.
The power of the storm is naturally not what Kama Itachi should possess, but the superpower contained in the rune pattern "Evil Wind" he depicts.
Mu Qingtong's eyes were shocked, and he turned around and asked: "Brother Li! What kind of alien species is your spiritual pet...?"
Li Kezhou was silent for a moment, and finally said: "He used to be a sickle, but now... maybe he should be called a storm sickle. As for his future name, no one can tell clearly..."
Mu Qingtong looked confused when he heard this.
Outside the field, the old man cried out sadly: "My sword eagle!"
Seeing the sword eagle falling to the ground, with its feathers plucked out and covered in blood, the old man felt sad and looked up to the sky and screamed endlessly.
Li Kezhou spoke up and said: "Senior Sword Eagle is indeed a different species, indeed extraordinary. Fortunately, my sickle weasel also has a storm sickle blade. Otherwise, we still don't know who will win and who will lose today!"
The old man was furious in his heart, but his anger was hard to express.
He originally started this battle, but in the end his sword-eagle skills were inferior to others and he was defeated. However, the opponent did not take advantage of others from beginning to end, which left him speechless.
"Kid! I, the old man Sword Eagle, have high morals and high respect. Once I say what I say, it is hard to catch up with me. You can rest assured that I am convinced that I will lose in this battle. I will never deny the money I have set for gambling."
The old man took out a bag, counted it for a moment, and then threw it away with a look of pain on his face.
"Senior does what he says, which is really admirable!"
Li Kezhou got the advantage without counting any points, so he just pocketed it.
When the old man heard this, his face looked a little better.
"This kid is so crazy! First he beat Lu Tianfang with sixty coins, and now he beat Old Man Sword Eagle with forty coins. In just a few moments, he beat me three times as much as I narrowly escaped death and fought for a month."
"The attention that Lu Tianfang came up with, unexpectedly, it actually harmed himself and made him successful. Things are really unpredictable. Fortunately, I didn't take action rashly just now, otherwise I would have lost everything."
"Look! The mirage is falling!"
Some people looked at the sky, were shocked, and shouted hurriedly.
Everyone raised their heads.
I saw a white silk man riding a white camel in the sky, walking step by step. At this time, he had reached the sky above everyone's heads, and his speed seemed to suddenly become faster, and he fell straight towards Tao Jinquan.
Everyone held their breath and concentrated.
That mirage, like a big curtain, stood in Tao Jinquan.
The white camel's pace gradually slowed down, and finally stopped completely.
A misty voice seemed to come from an infinite distance: "Those of you who have divine emblems can give them to me. As long as the amount is considerable, I can give you any treasure in the world you want."
Lu Tianfang walked out impatiently.
He gambled so much that he lost all his money, and eventually even sold his sword, just to take a gamble and see if he could use the fifty divine emblems he got from selling the sword to buy a better sword.
Hearing the mysterious voice, he walked out first and said, "I have fifty divine emblems! I wonder what grade of sword weapon I can exchange for?"
He waited anxiously for a reply.
Everyone has their own ideas and is full of excitement, intending to listen to the purchasing power of the divine emblem.
The mysterious voice said: "Ninth grade of divine emblem, which grade of divine emblem are you holding in your hand? Give me one and let me identify it!"
Lu Tianfang did not doubt that he was there, so he quickly took out one and threw it into the mirage.
A strange thing happened. In the seemingly empty mirage in front of me, the divine emblem entered it and disappeared without any trace.
Immediately afterwards, the voice came again: "You are the lowest ninth level, and I can give you a seventh-level sword in exchange for fifty divine emblems of this level!"
When Lu Tianfang heard this, his excitement disappeared, revealing a sad look.
(It is also the seventh grade. If I had known this, I would not have replaced my silver dragon sword!)
He muttered to himself and finally nodded in agreement.
He threw all the remaining forty-nine swords into the mirage, and the next moment, a brilliant unsheathed sword flew out from it.
Lu Tianfang took a handful of it in his hand, held it in front of him, and looked at it repeatedly, the light in his eyes getting brighter.
"This is... a sword halo! This sword has entered the top seven ranks."
Someone screamed.
"Hahahaha, okay! I, Lu Tianfang, have done a good job in this transaction. I exchanged a seventh-grade low-grade sword for a seventh-grade top-grade sword. It's worth it!"
The man who had previously used fifty divine emblems to buy this man's silver dragon sword suddenly turned gloomy.
Although they are both seventh-grade swords, they are comparable to the best ones. There is a world of difference between them. If these two swords were sold together, their value would differ by at least one-third.
This person lost more than a million spiritual stones in this transaction.
In the mirage, the mysterious man's voice sounded again: "There are no defective items in my hands. All treasures are of the highest quality. Although the seventh-grade sword is of very low grade, it is still a top-quality item!"
"Seventh grade is still low?"
Everyone looked at each other and saw the horror in each other's eyes.
Li Kezhou mingled among the crowd and became increasingly curious about the origins of the mysterious man in the mirage. He even guessed that the owner of the voice was probably not from this world.
At this time, everyone finally knew the terrifying purchasing power of the divine emblem.
Fifty divine emblems can be exchanged for a seventh-grade ultimate sword. Everyone looked eager to try it.