Chapter 19: The Magic of the Pan

The compound of the Han Family's Marquis.

The attic of the house, a piece of down, is the mark of a fight.

The ancestral hall of the Han family in the center of the compound is messy, is there really an ancestor of the Han family, who came back to life from the ancestral hall?

Look for the sound of the fight.

In the Lianwu Square of the Han family's compound, I saw Yuxiang's embarrassed figure.

In the square, the ground paved with solid rocks was full of potholes, as if it had been smashed by a huge hammer, collapsing and cracking.

The Praetorian Guards killed and wounded dozens of people.

Lin Zi was also lying in a pool of blood with a hole in his chest. Fortunately, there is no mountain heart, just a few broken ribs, a lot of blood, taking super gold sore medicine, plus some solid Pei Yuan Dan, it should not be life-threatening.

After feeding Lin Zi the pill, he let him lie down again and wait for him to recover.

Distance.

A lean, skinny monster, dressed in a quaint way and with a stiff posture. His movements are stiff, but his strength is amazing. Two huge barbed iron balls connected by thick iron chains were wielded by him. The momentum is heavy, and it is scary to watch. The jade fragrance was defeated and smashed by him.

The image of this monster easily reminds Wu Yan of the zombies in costume dramas.

Yuxiang looks elegant and quiet, just looking at his face, it is easy to arouse his mercy.

But her character is very strong, and, from the time she is older, she has been living in the favor of Yuzhong, with outstanding cultivation qualifications, and she became a celebrity.

Her sense of superiority has always been strong.

And now, in order to help the prince eradicate the rotten nobles, he ran into a hard stubble, and let a corpse monster crawl out of the coffin and run away.

All the attacks fell on the dried corpse monster, which had no effect, no pain or itching, and the combat power was always at its peak.

The more you fight, the more you are wronged, and the more you fight, the more you are angry.

Now, Yuxiang is covered in a clean and beautiful blue dress, a set of clothes that the prince likes very much, but it was pierced in several places by the iron thorn ball of this killed dry corpse monster, and the white skin leaked out, but fortunately, there was no mountain skin and flesh.

A cloud of anger rushed straight to his head, and Yuxiang's state of mind suddenly collapsed.

Even if it was smashed into a pulp, she wanted to rush in front of the dried corpse monster and use the sharp judge's pen to break the monster into pieces.

As soon as this idea of hers came out, the anger all over her body seemed to have turned into motivation, and all the dangers were all abandoned.

Yuxiang found a vacancy and did not retreat but advanced.

Suddenly attacked in front of the monster.

However, this monster reacted quickly, although the iron spike ball on his right hand smashed on the ground and could not be waved for a while, but the iron spike ball on his left hand was as flexible as a snake's head, and it smashed fiercely against the jade fragrance that rushed over.

The speed was so fast that Yuxiang broke out in a cold sweat.

This dry corpse monster actually knows how to retain strength, deal with emergencies, and deal with it freely, presumably the combat experience before his death is very rich.

Yuxiang was angry, and she didn't expect the emergency response of this dry corpse monster at all.

This is in trouble, the heavy iron spike ball, whirring with the wind, hitting head-on, can't dodge, can only be hard-connected.

Dry corpse monster, heavy as a mountain.

Yuxiang beauty, delicate.

The two sides form an extremely unbalanced comparison picture.

However, it is these two sides that have to face each other and collide head-on.

As a result, it is conceivable, Yuxiang will inevitably be severely injured, or killed.

Yuxiang didn't want to do this, but she had no choice. At this time, she didn't regret what she did just now, but for the first time felt that she was useless and couldn't complete the task assigned by the prince.

He trusted her so much, but she failed him.

Yuxiang hoped he didn't blame her.

At the same time, she also tried her best, wanting to take the full blow of the peak cultivation of the Dao Body Realm, even if there was little hope, she never had the idea of giving up, but in her mind, the picture of the brain melon being shattered automatically appeared, and the prince actually looked at her broken head, crying like a child, extremely sad.

At this time, Yuxiang even showed a satisfied smile.

For the sad ending, she has no regrets, only satisfaction.

She didn't know when she would have the idea of dying for him without regrets, maybe because she had poisoned him and felt ashamed of him, or maybe it started from her loyalty to Yu, 'there was a secret between her and him', and more likely, in the autumn hunting activity, in the wasteland, his heroic posture, majestic figure, and decisive character deeply moved her......

These thoughts, in Yuxiang's mind, flashed by.

With the courage to die, she urged the strong vitality in her body, poured all of it into the judge's pen, and swung towards the iron spike ball whose shadow had already enveloped her.

Suddenly, Yuxiang saw something in front of her eyes.

This thing made her heart happy, but before she could fully bloom, she was covered by endless worries in her heart.

This thing is Wu Yan's frying pan.

This pitch-black frying pan is nearly ten times larger than when he was roasting the Yuan Beast Pig in the wasteland, and it can actually stand in front of Yuxiang and completely cover her up in Qizheng

"His Royal Highness the Crown Prince, get out of the way!"

Yuxiang was anxious, and Wu Yan actually rushed over, and together with her, faced a huge iron spike ball as big as a stone. Although her heart was warm, she didn't want the prince to die for her. She knew that the prince's cauldron was a treasure, but even if it blocked the iron spike ball, the heavy force could easily shatter their internal organs.

"Let's go...... Quick!" Yuxiang deliberately pushed Wu Yan away.

At this moment, the heavy iron spike ball smashed on the pan with a thud.

Boom!

The sound of the iron ball smashing on the iron pot and the gong was not heard, but the sound of a heavy object hitting the iron mountain was heard, and it hummed lowly.

What's even stranger is that the thin pan is stuck in place, not moving at all.

And the heavy iron spike ball, like a ping-pong ball that has been slapped hard, quickly rebounded back.

Yuxiang's beautiful eyes are like jade eye models, black and white, smooth and smooth, and in her round mouth, you can see a soft and moist tongue, and there is actually a clean and transparent liquid dripping down the corners of her mouth.

Such a big reversal phenomenon makes Yuxiang feel like she is dreaming!

It is only in dreams that such an unrealistic phenomenon can occur, and it can be passed.

She had seen the magic of a frying pan, but she had never touched it, let alone used it.

What Yuxiang didn't know was that under normal circumstances, this pot would weigh more than 10,000 catties.

After instilling vitality, the weight of the pan will increase exponentially, and its weight will continue to improve as Wu Yan's cultivation continues to improve, and the gravity effect will get better and better.

This is one of the magic points of the pan.

Otherwise, how can you be worthy of the word 'supreme'.

Bang!

The iron spike ball that bounced back completely bombarded the heart of the dried corpse monster, and the sharp iron spike failed to pierce the shriveled body.

It can be seen that its body is abnormally stiff!

However, the heavy rebound force smashed the tall dried corpse monster with a muffled sound, and then was bombarded and flew upside down from the ground.

"Hehe!" Wu Yan took his arm and shook it in front of Yuxiang to summon her back to her soul, and then looked at Yuxiang's moist lips with disdain, and said: "Rub your breath, it's ugly to death, this monster's body is weird, it's not easy to kill!"

Yuxiang came back to her senses, a little embarrassed, without words, her eyes showed a worried look, and she looked at the prince.

"Go aside, I'll take care of the rest!"

Wu Yan gave Yuxiang a few pills, and then left her with the majestic and solid back.