Chapter 192: Flying Sword

Jiang glanced at the black-robed man and said, "Before I start, I want to know something. ”

"Say!"

"Where is Qing Manrong?"

Ma Zhen shook his head, "I don't know, I'm not afraid to tell you, now the whole Nuwa is looking for her whereabouts." Although the woman was hiding deeply, it was only a matter of time before she was found. ”

In this way, Qing Manrong did betray Nuwa. ”

"Hmph!" Ma Zhen said coldly: "That woman has had a disagreement with Nuwa from the beginning, and the purpose of her joining is just to spy on intelligence. The last time she got the results of the Deep Space Project from the Temple, she was supposed to be asked to meet the Three Sages, but something happened halfway through, and since then, she has lost contact. If it weren't for the fact that the Deep Space Project was still in her hands, why would we have gone to such great lengths to find her? ”

"I see!"

Jiang Lai nodded secretly, it seems that what Ma Zhen said is not all lies, the forces that Qing Manrong is loyal to are not Nuwa, but someone else. However, what made him feel a little relieved was that at least the deep space program did not fall into the hands of Nuwa, and what he was most worried about was that someone would use the deep space program to plot against her.

"You already know everything you should know, can you go on the road with peace of mind now?"

Seeing the black-robed man walking towards him, Jiang Lai opened his mouth and asked, "Can you let me see the magic weapon on your body?"

"Magic weapon?" The black-robed man was slightly stunned, and his tone was full of coldness, "How do you know that I have a magic weapon hidden on my body?"

"I naturally have my own way. ”

When he was in Ma's house, the fluctuations of the magic weapon sensed by the Linglong Eight Treasure Plate were very strong, and even the restored mountains and rivers could not reach that level. It can be seen that the magic weapon in the other party's possession is absolutely extraordinary, so he is a little itchy.

The black-robed man pondered for a moment, and then slowly responded: "Okay! Since you want to die at its hands, then I will fulfill you!" The words fell, and he clenched the law in his hand and drank softly in his mouth.

Suddenly, a brilliant purple light spread in the air, instantly enveloping the entire venue. Feeling the majestic majesty, everyone's faces changed, and even Jiang Lai's eyes were full of surprise.

Looking closely, there was a sword suspended above the head of the black-robed man, the sword was three feet long, the whole body was emerald green, the hilt was made of green silk, and there were a few red sword spikes left at the end.

As the flying sword was sacrificed, several Grandmaster realm masters among the four major forces present were immediately moved, and there was a hint of greed in the shock.

"It turned out to be the legendary flying sword!"

"This guy's luck is really good, as far as I know, there are very few flying swords left in the world, our Eight Desolations Sect has been established for hundreds of years, and we have collected a total of three flying swords. ”

Hearing the discussion of the people around him, Jiang Lai's interest in the flying sword became even stronger. He could feel that the power of this flying sword was very strong, and he didn't know how much stronger it was compared to the magic weapons composed of those sixteen-character secret texts.

Moreover, the momentum of this flying sword is fierce, and it should be an offensive magic weapon. Although he had two magic weapons in his hands, the Linglong Eight Treasure Plate and the Mountains and Rivers Diagram, he would rather exchange those two magic weapons for this flying sword.

Thinking about it, a sharp sword light flashed, Jiang Lai swept away, only to see the flying sword breaking through the air and attacking, as if it were devastating, and it was close in the blink of an eye. He didn't have time to think about it, and as soon as his mind moved, a barrier instantly condensed, resisting the attack of the flying sword.

However, when the tip of the sword touched the spiritual power barrier, the sword body shook steeply, buzzing, and exhaling with strength, and it actually penetrated half of the barrier, and it could submerge into his body at any time.

Seeing this situation, Rao is Jiang Lai was determined and couldn't help but be taken aback.

Unexpectedly, the power of this flying sword was far beyond his imagination.

"Boom!"

With a light breath, the barrier formed by the condensation of that layer of spiritual power burst instantly, turning into a surging wave of qi, forcing the flying sword back several meters away.

The black-robed man sneered, "You want to fight with me for this little skill." As he spoke, he flicked his arm, and the flying sword shot towards Jiang Lai again.

Seeing the flying sword burst out with a brilliant purple glow, and the momentum skyrocketed, Jiang Lai's eyes finally had a hint of solemnity.

Suddenly, with a flick of his wrist, a beam of white light rose into the sky, instantly forming a huge picture scroll that covered the entire venue. In the picture scroll, the mountains and mountains, the peaks are staggered, the rivers are surging, the waves are rolling, and the strokes are vigorous and powerful, swallowing the mountains and rivers.

"Close!"

As Jiang Lai's words fell, the brilliant white mangs burst out, forming a strong suction force that shrouded the flying sword. Immediately after, surrounded by that white light, the flying sword immediately became sluggish, as if it had fallen into a swamp, unable to move.

Seeing this scene, the black-robed man shouted, and his whole body burst with momentum, and at the same time, the flying sword rattled, as if it was responding to its master, trying to break free.

At this moment, Jiang Lai tapped his toes, and his body turned into a gust of wind, rushing straight towards the location of the black-robed man. He knew in his heart that it would be difficult for Shanhetu to trap that flying sword, so he had to fight quickly while the flying sword was still out of trouble.

Feeling the strong wind blowing on his face, the black-robed man's eyes were slightly condensed, his eyes looked directly at Jiang Lai, who was rapidly approaching, and he snorted lightly.

"Jiang Lai, even if I don't have that flying sword, I am also a powerhouse in the Half-Saint Realm, why are you fighting with me!"

"Whew!"

The sound of breaking the air sounded, and I saw his figure shoot out, straight towards the rushing river.

"Dongji Palm!"

In an instant, hundreds of palm winds condensed around the black-robed man, surging towards Jiang Lai overwhelmingly.

"Taiyi Eight Style, Flying Frost Style!"

The mind turned, and patches of frost and snow flashed out of thin air, filling the entire venue, fluttering, revealing a bit of bleak beauty.

Jiang Lai pointed at his fingertips, and the frost and snow in the sky instantly converged, surrounding the black-robed man's body. Suddenly, the latter felt his body pause, and his speed gradually became sluggish. This sudden change surprised him, and he hurriedly urged the spiritual power in the dantian to break free from the shackles.

"Condensation!"

Suddenly, countless frost and snow condensed in Jiang Lai's hands, and finally formed a sharp sword blade, moving forward.

"Shhh

Under the gaze of everyone, the blade formed by the frost condensation pierced directly into the black-robed man's clothes and passed through his body. Immediately after, a thick layer of frost spread rapidly on the surface of the black-robed man, and in the blink of an eye, the other party turned into an iceman, motionless.

Jiang Lai slowly walked closer and reached out to touch the other party's eyebrows. Suddenly, only a loud 'bang' was heard, and the black-robed man's body exploded instantly, turning into countless ice cubes scattered on the ground.

With the death of the black-robed man, the flying sword seemed to lose control, and immediately fell from mid-air, the light was exhausted, and it was extremely dim.