Lin Wushuang no longer focused on Yi Muqin's body, put the silver long sword and golden axe aside, and set his eyes on the fourth golden furnace, which was also the largest golden furnace, and at this time, Yi Muqin also put away the crystal short stick and looked at the largest golden furnace, the intuition in his heart made him sure that the golden furnace must be a quasi-prefecture-level mid-grade treasure.

"Hmm... Open!"

After Lin Wushuang calmed down his heart first, he took a deep breath, shook his right palm, and vigorously lifted the lid of the golden furnace.

Airplanes!

As soon as the lid of the furnace was opened, a strong treasure ripple immediately poured out, and the silver sword and golden long axe beside Lin Wushuang, as well as the crystal short stick in the hand of musician Yi Muqin, trembled, as if they could not resist the treasure that was about to be baked.

Recite!

There was a sword sound that was louder and crisper than the silver long sword, and in an instant, Lin Wushuang and Yi Muqin could be sure that the treasure that was about to appear in this golden furnace must be a sword treasure, and before the sword came out, there were sword butterflies that looked like blue and red, flying out one after another, and swept towards the two of them.

"What a powerful treasure. ”

Yi Muqin didn't dare to be careless, raised the crystal short stick in his hand, and played a circle of stick curtains, trying his best to resist the attack of the sword butterfly.

"I didn't expect it to be a sword treasure again. Lin Wushuang secretly said in his heart, there was a smile on his face that couldn't be hidden, and just the sword momentum was already much stronger than the silver long sword, just the sword butterfly that struck was flying, and it had the full force of the primary combat power of the earth king, if it could be mastered in it, wouldn't the power be several times greater.

Thunderbolt!

Before all the flying sword butterflies could get close to Lin Wushuang, they had been shattered by the sword qi that Lin Wushuang invisibly emanated.

With the disappearance of the colorful butterfly, the sword in the golden furnace appeared, the first thing that appeared was the hilt, the hilt of the sword was snow-white and slender and powerful, vaguely, there seemed to be a colorful butterfly flying, and then the jaw of the sword, like the wings of a butterfly, among the wings, stretched out a long sword, this long sword, just looking at it knows that it is extremely sharp, like a cold light, and like a blazing light, the contradiction between ice and fire, but it is very compatible with the surface, the last tip of the sword, appeared in the eyes of the two, Lin Wushuang and Yi Muqin's eyes, as if they were stung, there was a trace of tears in the eyes。

Zheng!

This peerless fierce sword, after a sword roar, stabbed at Lin Wushuang, who was permeated with sword intent.

Lin Wushuang drew his silver sword to meet the attack.

Clang!

Mars splashed all over the sky, and the ownerless peerless fierce sword actually shook Lin Wushuang, who was holding the sword, back dozens of steps, making Lin Wushuang look stunned.

Just a long sword with spirituality, it can actually shock him back, is this a quasi-earth-level mid-grade sword? Or is it a real ground-level mid-grade sword? But Lin Wushuang immediately came back to his senses, and deeply felt that it should not be a ground-level mid-grade sword, because among his empty rings, there was a ground-level high-grade nine-tin sword, and although the sword in front of him was strong, it still had a lot of gaps with the nine-tin sword, and besides, he had also seen the fisherman's imperial spirit hall, although the other party was an inferior product, but the coercion in it was not much different.

"Quasi-earth-level mid-grade sword!"

After all, Yi Muqin is the king who has been famous for a hundred years, and his knowledge is not something that Lin Wushuang can compare, and immediately, Yi Muqin looked at Lin Wushuang in shock, although the quasi-earth-level middle-grade treasure weapon is not as good as the ground-level middle-grade treasure, but for the martial artist of the Spirit King Realm, it is definitely a great weapon, even if it is the king of the heavenly king-level combat power, he will definitely come to snatch it, and even some ordinary emperors are powerful, and what they hold in their hands is only a quasi-ground-level medium-grade treasure.

What is the reason for this? First of all, if it is a prefecture-level medium-grade treasure, it is not a treasure that the king can play, holding a treasure, the prerequisite is to be able to overwhelm the treasure, but once the treasure is more fierce than a person, it will be counterattacked, and the more serious ones will be controlled by the treasure, and why some ordinary emperors can only take the quasi-ground-level medium-grade treasures, for no other reason, although the ground-level medium-grade treasures are not as rare as the ground-level high-grade treasures, but they are also difficult to find in the world, so in the case of the scarcity of ground-level high-grade treasures, even the vast majority of the emperor's realm powerhouses can only take the ground-level medium-grade treasures, therefore, the emperor's powers are also because of this, Most of the emperor's powers can only hold quasi-earth-level medium-grade treasures, and powerful emperors can hold ground-level medium-grade treasures.

Therefore, it is conceivable that the quasi-prefecture-level mid-grade treasure weapon can definitely make most of the warriors blush, which is also the beginning, the fisherman Mo Tinghai would rather give up the dragon's blood rice field and keep the relationship with the Royal Spirit Palace.

"Sword Proud Heavenly Hell!"

Fortunately, Lin Wushuang's soul power was very strong, and in an instant, his soul was imprinted on the silver sword, and in an instant, the silver sword was in his hand, as if it had become an extension of Lin Wushuang's arm, and the spiritual power and the power in the silver sword complemented each other, bursting out with a white-gold sword light that made the sun lose its color.

The thick white-gold sword light flashed and slashed at the peerless fierce sword that was blue and red in the void.

Zheng!

The sound of the sword exploded, and this fierce sword was roughly a quasi-earth-level mid-grade treasure, and the sword body trembled, and in an instant, a layer of Gang Mang condensed outside the sword body, and the Gang Mang emitted was actually extremely tough, and it forcibly blocked the Sword Proud Heavenly Hell.

"It's really a quasi-prefecture-level mid-grade treasure, but do you really think I can't help you?"

Lin Wushuang's sword wings spread out, suspended in the void, holding a silver long sword in his right hand, and the sword qi of heaven popped out from time to time in his left hand.

Musician Yi Muqin's pupils shrank, you know, he is known as a musician, and his sonic skills are in the realm of kings, which can be called one of the leaders, and his offensive methods can be said to be extremely treacherous, making the opponent unguardable, but now, compared with Lin Wushuang, no matter the angle, The strength and timing are undoubtedly trivial, not worth mentioning, and he finally understands why the fisherman suffered a big loss under this young man, and in the end, he had to sacrifice the Imperial Spirit Palace, otherwise according to the words at the time, maybe the fisherman would have fallen under the other party's sword.

Burst!

As soon as the sword step was unfurled, Lin Wushuang passed through it, and the two rows of sparks spread out, and in an instant, a sword slashed on the fierce sword that seemed to be blue and red.

There is no gangmang, how can the fierce sword that looks like blue and red withstand Lin Wushuang's real sword, with a bang, the light on the surface of the sword body exploded, and the whole sword spun around a few times and flew out dozens of meters before stopping the sword body.

But Lin Wushuang followed closely behind, and when the fierce sword didn't have time to react, he grabbed the snow-white hilt.

Multiply... Multiply... Multiply.. Submit... Submit... Submit...

The hilt of the sword immediately emitted extremely freezing air and blazing heat, wanting to shake open Lin Wushuang's palm, and the two concurrently emitted strong qi, colliding and canceling each other.

But in the end, Lin Wushuang, who had the Heavenly Sword Technique, the suppression of the two supreme sword intents, and the endless spiritual power support, laughed to the end, and completely held the snow-white sword hilt, this fierce sword that was like blue and red, surrendered to Lin Wushuang, and the spiritual power was instilled into it, fused with the energy in the sword, and imprinted his own soul imprint.

"Congratulations. Yi Muqin walked over and said to Lin Wushuang congratulatorily with an envious tone.

Lin Wushuang turned his head, his expression was slightly cold, and said, "You... I don't think you're going to say it, are you?"

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........... To be continued.