Zeng Dazhi took out a magic sword, the sword was black all over, and there were ancient patterns engraved on it, which was a little weird in the complexity.

After taking it out, he almost didn't hesitate, and rushed straight towards Wang Xiaofei, the magic sword was raised high above the top, towards Wang Xiaofei, and slashed down with a sword.

The black light is shining, and the sharp is incomparable.

"That's, that's a high-grade magic weapon. Ink Crow Sword. ”

"Oh, don't, stop. ”

"Dumbo, be careful. ”

When they saw that what Zeng Dazhi was holding in his hand was the famous magic sword in the high-grade magic weapon-Mowu Sword, everyone was shocked, and when they saw him holding the sword and slashing at Wang Xiaofei, everyone was shocked and shocked.

Because all the people in the cultivators, who have a little knowledge, know the power of the black sword, the black sword has been passed down for a long time, and it has been thousands of years, but in recent years, it has lost its whereabouts and is almost lost.

Because it is unique, so priceless and marketable, can not be bought at all, the power of this sword is in the top grade magic weapon, it can be said that in the top grade magic weapon, the power of the Mo Wu sword dares to rank second, and can no longer dare to rank first,

Holding the black sword, you can jump over the level and kill strong enemies,

Therefore, the power of Zeng Dazhi's sword can be imagined.

Mo said that it was Wang Xiaofei's sixth layer of qi refining, and even if he was refining seven layers of qi, he would be killed by him.

It's just that in the face of Zeng Dazhi's sword might, Wang Xiaofei not only didn't hide, but had no fear at all, he froze, stood with his hands in his hands, and smiled lightly, not at all putting Zeng Dazhi and the black sword in his eyes.

This made everyone sweat for him, and they all exclaimed, "Xiaofei, get out of the way." ”

At the critical moment, the left knife dodged upward, wanting to block in front of Wang Xiaofei and block the sword for him, and the loyalty of the left knife can be seen.

Unexpectedly, in the face of everyone's reminders, Wang Xiaofei ignored it, but quickly made a move, and pulled the left knife in front of him behind him, and at the same time, he raised his right hand, and with a bang, a white shadow burst out of his sleeve and stabbed at the body of the black sword that fell.

And then......

Only a slight clicking sound was heard, and a crack opened in the body of the black sword, and the crack expanded rapidly. In the end, it snapped and broke apart.

The Mowu sword, one broken into two.

"Hmm, what's the situation?" everyone's eyes were fixed on the broken Mowu Sword, "The legendary top-grade magic sword, the Mowu Sword, is actually broken. ”

Then everyone's eyes turned to the white shadow, only to see that it was also a sword, the sword and the color of the black sword formed a sharp contrast, the whole body was white, emitting a forest of white light, the sword body hilt was like that, the sword body showed a bone joint, the layers were clear, it was Wang Xiaofei's white bone sword.

"What kind of sword is that, so powerful?"

"Can break the ink black sword, this sword is absolutely extraordinary, most likely a magic weapon. ”

Everyone stared at the white bone sword in disbelief and muttered in their mouths.

Wang Xiaofei didn't answer, but just jokingly smiled, "Evil will never defeat righteousness, and black will never suppress white." ”

Wang Xiaofei pun deprecated Zeng Dazhi and his Mowu sword, Zeng Dazhi was ashamed and distressed, thinking that he would take out the powerful Mowu Sword unexpectedly and kill Wang Xiaofei with one sword, but unexpectedly, at a critical time, Wang Xiaofei also took out a sword and cut his Mowu sword in two, which greatly surprised him.

Ashamed, Zeng Dazhi pointed at Wang Xiaofei with a broken sword, and said angrily, "You, you cut my sword." I, I don't share the sky with you. ”

"Sword, fart sword, how can the sword break?" Wang Xiaofei smiled disdainfully, and as soon as his mind moved, the white bone sword whined, and stabbed towards Zeng Dazhi,

Zeng Dazhi resisted with a broken sword, and when the two swords struck each other, there was a crisp bang, and the Mowu sword broke off again, breaking into three, and only the hilt and a little sword head were left in Zeng Dazhi's hand, which didn't look funny.

"That, that sword has spirituality, that's not a magic weapon, that's a magic weapon. ”

"It's really a magic weapon. No wonder it's so strong. ”

Seeing that Wang Xiaofei's white bone sword was driven by ideas and full of spirituality, everyone judged that this sword was a magic weapon, and they were amazed, because in the eyes of these monks in the secular world, magic weapons only exist in legends, rare in the world, and they have never seen them.

Moreover, before the monk enters the foundation building period, he does not have the ability to refine the magic weapon, because the magic weapon not only depends on the cultivation of the essence blood of the body, but also the warmth of the Dao foundation, and only the monk who has reached the foundation building period can build the Dao foundation in the body.

Wang Xiaofei is only a sixth-layer cultivator of Qi refining, and he has no Dao foundation in his body, how can he cultivate the magic weapon flying sword?

So theoretically speaking, Wang Xiaofei has no magic weapon, but what is the white bone sword if it is not a magic weapon?

Just when everyone was suspicious, Wang Xiaofei waved his hand, and with a bang, the white bone sword stabbed at Zeng Dazhi's neck.

Seeing this, everyone exclaimed: "Xiao Fei, stop." ”

Not to mention that Zeng Dazhi is a fellow practitioner, just his family background, it is destined that no one can move him, and now the frog monster is making waves, it is the time to use people, Zeng Dazhi's cultivation is not weak, and he can play a big role in the demon action, if he is killed by Wang Xiaofei, it will be a pity.

Zeng Dazhi's face was as frightened as earth, his eyes were closed, his body trembled, and he broke out in a cold sweat, and the hilt of the ink black sword in his hand fell to the ground with a snap.

It's just that at the moment of life and death, Wang Xiaofei's mind moved, and the tip of the white bone sword stabbed Zeng Dazhi's neck before he was staggered. However, it did not take it down, and the volley was suspended, showing a murderous state of stabbing forward at any time.

Looking at it like that, as long as Wang Xiaofei is unhappy, the sword can pierce Zeng Dazhi's neck.

Zeng Dazhi saw that there was no movement for a long time, so he opened his eyes, and saw that Wang Xiaofei did not kill himself, and suddenly smiled sadly, "Hmph, boy, I know that you don't dare, you don't weigh it, you have a few pounds and taels, you don't ask, who is I, Zeng Dazhi? You kill me, can you live? Can your family still live?"

Threat!

Red fruit land threats!!

In order to take care of the overall situation, he planned to spare Zeng Dazhi, but he never expected that Zeng Dazhi would threaten himself instead of begging for mercy.

What Wang Xiaofei hates most in his life is the threat of others to him.

"Kill me if you have a seed, if you don't, withdraw your sword and be honest with me. After Zeng Dazhi threatened Wang Xiaofei, he saw that Wang Xiaofei still didn't dare to make a move, so he thought he was afraid, so he became even more unscrupulous.

Wang Xiaofei was angry, and when he was about to kill someone, he heard a voice say, "Xiaofei, forget it, take care of the overall situation, just think it is for the people and spare his life." ”

It is the hermitage who speaks.

The hermit is Wang Xiaofei's master, and he has the grace to teach him, so Wang Xiaofei can't help but listen to his words. However, capital crimes can be avoided, but living crimes cannot be escaped.

Wang Xiaofei's eyes flashed angrily, and with a wave of his hand, the tip of the white bone sword was raised suddenly, and with a bang, it stabbed into Zeng Dazhi's mouth, and then, the sword spun like a spinning top, and the situation was like a-stirring stick, constantly stirring in the pit.

It's just that what flows out of Zeng Dazhi's mouth is not, but blood, and those teeth.

"The mouth stinks like a pit, spewing feces from your mouth, Lao Tzu stirs it up for you, see if you can spray it......" Wang Xiaofei scolded while driving the white bone sword to twist Zeng Dazhi's mouth, "Do you really think Lao Tzu is afraid of you? Lao Tzu doesn't care who you are, provoke Lao Tzu, kill you the same, it's just a frog demon, in order to take care of the overall situation, Lao Tzu will spare your life." ”

As he spoke, Wang Xiaofei waved his hand, and the white bone sword was withdrawn from Zeng Dazhi's mouth.

That Zeng Dazhi had a painful look on his face, at this time, his mouth had been completely smashed by the white bone sword, and his handsome face, which was originally handsome, was as ugly as a vampire at this time, he opened his mouth wowly, spit out three mouthfuls of blood in a row, and spit out all the teeth, but it was a broken tooth on the ground, and the teeth were not only stirred off by the white bone sword, but also completely shattered,

Zeng Dazhi had a bad mouth and broken teeth, was in pain, ugly, ashamed in his heart, raised his head angrily, glared at Wang Xiaofei, and instinctively pointed at him and scolded, but just as soon as he spoke, he spit out a string of strange words, "·#¥%—*(—)+"

Originally, his mouth was rotten, his teeth were all out, like an old lady with broken teeth, he looked embarrassed and funny, he didn't scold, but under this scolding, the blood in his mouth was like tap water with a valve open, flowing non-stop, and his mouth whined and said some strange sounds like bird language, which caused everyone to want to laugh.

At this time, Wang Xiaofei said, "The environment of this Dameisha is really good, the flowers and birds are ......."

Hearing this, everyone who was already laughing burst out laughing.