Rong Qingzhao knew that no matter how much she persuaded her, she couldn't persuade her, and that demon mirror was very important to a spirit master, so she had to retreat to the side with her junior sister Yan Yingshui and give up a piece of Shura field.

Yan Yingshui said: "Imperial Spirit Master, do you want to learn swordsmanship from him with a wooden sword?"

The audience from all over the world laughed.

The Spirit Master said, "Doesn't she have no sword either?"

Lu Qingsi said coldly: "You make a move first." ”

"Okay, I'll let you see how powerful our Dao Town is. The spirit master took a step, danced the red peach sword, and recited a spell, and in an instant, there was a depressing aura in the air that was forced to disperse.

When he was young, he held a wooden sword in his right hand in front of his chest, and his left hand also came in and twisted his mouth, with a solemn and solemn expression. "The sky is firm, the emperor of the earth, the ghost of the corpse, must not be hidden. Get out of my prison quickly, and pay others urgently. Dare to refuse to die, and pay for the drill soup. I practice the Fa-rectification, and the evil ghosts dare to do it. Haste as a law. ”

She recited a "Exorcism Spell", and after reciting it, she waved her wooden sword and lightly swiped a few times beside her, and a few bright golden light streams were outlined, and a few seconds passed.

Strange steps, strange talismans, under the attention of tens of millions of people present, a strange phenomenon appeared.

On the backs of most of the heroes in the audience, even the weapons wrapped in cloth bags began to vibrate, and they sounded inexplicably.

One by two.

Three or four.

The stunned looks one after another, you look at me and I look at you, I can't figure it out, and when I react, it's too late.

Some of the swords, knives, and halberds of the astonished men, whether they were nobles or those who had recognized their owners, vibrated violently in their sheaths, shaking the wrists and backs of their bearers. On the stage, the spirit master who was dressed in green and bravely picked the second place drank in a deep voice, waved his sword, danced quickly with the wooden sword, and kept reading, and the sword in everyone's hands was finally brushed out of the sheath and taken off.

"This ......" In addition to being surprised and puzzled, the vast majority of people surrounding the three-zhang high platform were also angry and secretly blamed for the weapons that had been subdued and recognized by Yijiazi for many years, and listened to the spell of a yellow-haired girl in Daozhen.

When they looked up at the clear blue sky, thousands of swords, guns, swords, and halberds were shining brightly, blocking the light of the sun in this small world, and flashing a cold glow that was not too dazzling.

These weapons are rare things in the hands of the heroes who have come from thousands of miles, and they have experienced a hundred battles and are spiritual. The reason why the Soul Masters were able to use a spell to drive the weapons of the Shaking and Boring into the air was simply because their weapons had killed countless people, and they had been stained with the smell of evil and the like.

The vast majority of evil people are full of ruthlessness and cruelty that ordinary people do not have, and when the weapons are sharpened, they cannot escape the blood of this kind of people.

The aura is hidden in the extraordinary material, and after the bold on the stage, in order to maintain the ownership of the magic weapon of Daozhen, the Demon Mirror, under the spell slave of the spirit master, the things above are sensed and collided.

In the courtyard square of Lingyun Pavilion, there were no surprised sounds, all of them were occupied by the sounds of various and colorful weapons colliding.

On Xiao Man's waist, the two jade fingers of the spirit master with the Qiankun Ruyi gourd reversed in a circle, and the tender red mouth couldn't help but creep and continue the spell, and then waved the wooden sword that everyone thought was very poor in strength.

Numerous weapons converged in the direction of the Spirit Master, converging to block the front. As the sound gradually faded down, these delicate things twisted into a body that was three or four times taller than the average person, huge and friendless, like a human body, with all five limbs, vivid.

The Sen Ran sword halberd around the body is inserted everywhere. The sunlight shone under the behemoth's white-bladed leather surface, shaking the eyes of the small group of people in the audience who were shouting and threatening the woman with the wooden sword to stop the verbal duel.

With the unique and sharp eyes of a swordsman, she looked at an iron object that had never been seen before, a humanoid iron object.

The ironclad man who flew to put together the weapons was holding two large crescent halberds in his hands, his legs were slightly apart, his arms were long, and he stood on the platform like frost, like a frontier soldier, motionless guarding the checkpoint.

On the platform, the seemingly clumsy ironclad man took incredible steps at great speed, and there were dozens of sounds, and the sound came out of the soles of the ironclad man's feet and the firm ground almost at the same time.

The two halberds and crescent halberds of the galloping ironclad man's arms quickly slashed towards the green silk and closed the circle, and the power was extremely fierce and terrifying.

The people in the audience who felt sorry for the damaged weapons, seeing that the ironclad man was controlled by the spirit master, a large number of them became good, and they really wanted to see how the ironclad man could fight the two strange women with pale and lifeless faces.

They expected that if this powerful combined attack hit the other party, the opponent's cultivation would be even higher. If she can't keep her body from exploding and dying, she also guarantees that she can't keep her bones and tendons from breaking, not to mention that she is still a woman who is mentally weak and weak.

"Khoosh, boom!" There was a sound of two weapons breaking off on the platform, which was very unpleasant.

"Oh, my crescent halberd!" shouted a bearded man in the crowd to the east.

The others were dumbfounded, some let out an "ah", and some shook their heads lightly in disbelief.

The unmoved Silk didn't dodge just now, and when she didn't move, a tiny hair burst out from her two arms, quickly and accurately stabbing the pole of the crescent halberd.

The soft waist of the green silk moved, and the true anger was mentioned. The air around him was bulging, and two long black strands of hair came out of his sleeves in an instant, like a nimble snake.

The snakehead bully slammed into the ironclad man's chest, and the ironclad man raised his head and fought a few battles, and the unevenness between the tip of the sword and the blade cut a few half-inch marks on the ground.

The people who watched the situation on the stage were almost stunned, of course, except for dozens of disciples of Daozhen, the others only knew that Daozhen cultivation techniques to exorcise evil spirits, and they had never seen such a trick, or Dao art.

Before the ironclad man could stand up to his invulnerable strong body, a lock of hair bigger than a rope swept up when the ironclad man fell to attack, so fast that it could not be avoided, and it rolled directly into the thick strong waist, and contracted fiercely in two circles.

Whether it was off-stage or on stage, everyone could see that the strength of this hand had consumed a lot of true qi in Qingsi's body.

If it is a living person, it can squeeze out the internal organs, and in severe cases, it may even strangle the entire waist.

Fortunately, it is not a human being, it is the remnant soul of the blood left on the weapon by the spirit master who uses Taoism to control the evil person, and the remnant soul of the collective consciousness that forms the iron armor.

I saw that the Qing Si Zhenyuan instigated, and once again penetrated the long hair of the enemy, and in the midst of the brilliance, the huge ironclad man was lifted off the ground by an inch.

The power exuded by the ironclad man forcibly confronted it.

The initiator behind it, the spirit master, her simple hand that continued to cast spells trembled, probably unable to control the behemoth. The little lips never stopped, and the beads of sweat the size of soybeans oozing from the pretty face never stopped, and the ironclad man with absolute power did not stop fighting against the suspected evil monster.

"Miss Soul Master, come on!" shouted Qinglian, who was worried in the audience.

A piece of filament slowly lifted up the ironclad man, and the ironclad man's arms violently pounded the bundles of hair that came from his waist, trying to cut it, but no matter how hard he used, it hit it with only a clattering metal impact.

A large strand of hair shot out of the sleeve of the green silk was not only twisted by the iron waist of the ironclad man, but also raised above his head, like flying a paper kite.

The Soul Master was shocked.

"Bah!" there was an explosion that shook the earth.

The Soul Master threw himself on the ground.

The golden iron armor that had just been lifted by Yu Qingsi spread out in all directions, and some of it shot at the walls, stone pillars, and ground of Lingyun Pavilion, and the other part returned to his own master's hands unharmed.

The bundle of hair that was green and silk was thrown out at great speed, snapping towards the woman who fell to the ground.

As soon as the spirit master realized that the other party would not give up, he took advantage of the moment of the explosion and the moment he fell down, and subconsciously turned sideways.

"Boom!" the flat green bricks on the platform shattered, leaving marks covered by the smoke that had just rolled up.

Hearing the sound of the green bricks, the spirit master jumped up his small body, quickly recovered the state of battle, and stepped on the steps and twisted.

She knew that the other party, no matter how he cultivated or used his hair technique, he could make herself die hundreds of times.

Therefore, she has to be fast, and the Dao technique must be used quickly.

The shelves of the magnified shelves at the four corners of the platform have not been affected by the rain of swords, and they are still the same. With the spell of the spirit master, the eight drumsticks vibrated inexplicably, and then quickly hardened, and soon knocked on the big drums that had been placed for a long time and had not been beaten.

The center of the four mouths of the big soup was beaten to a "dong dong" sound, like spring thunder in the sky, which reached everyone's ears, making the heart irritable and difficult to suppress.

Only those who cultivate to a high point can resist it.

Of course, the green silk on the stage is also among them.

The attack of the green silk is no longer arbitrary, and the hair is scattered and slightly blocked, but it still has the most advantage.