Chapter 682: Spirit Treasure Collision

Pan Xin grabbed the hilt of the sword with both hands and slashed towards Long Zun in the air.

A dazzling white light like a streamer fell from mid-air, and the air was cut in half, and where the sword qi passed, the air on both sides was drained.

It was as if a flash of brilliance between heaven and earth was covered by a long sword, and where the light passed, there were a dozen deep ditches left on the ground, but they were very narrow.

The air is like a wet piece of tofu, which is cut in half from the middle, and the surrounding air is sucked into the sword light, forming a new sword qi, and the length of the body is stretched out in one step, cutting more air, absorbing more air and continuing to extend the sword light.

"Lingbao!" Long Zun frowned and shouted in surprise.

He hadn't seen many spirit treasures, and now he had only seen the third spirit treasure.

Lingbao is particularly damaging to a martial sect-level powerhouse, and Long Zun didn't dare to make a hard connection, relying on his own speed, he quickly dodged and wanted to dodge the sword light.

With a sneer on the corner of Pan Xin's mouth, with a flip of his wrist, the sword light flew out horizontally, cutting flat towards the air in front of him, cutting it again, extending a longer sword light.

After several consecutive dodges, not only did the sword light of the long sword not decrease, but it tended to increase more and more.

Long Zun knew that he couldn't hide, and if he dodged, he could only make the power of the spirit treasure in the opponent's hand stronger, and it would be useless for other releases.

Thinking of this, Long Zun took a sliding step, stepped on the air backwards, as if stepping on steps, took seven or eight steps in a row, and rose dozens of meters in the air.

Above, I saw that his palms were closed to form a ten, and then his hands were stretched apart, and a jet-black spear appeared in his hand.

The whole body of the spear is ink, and there is not a trace of mottling of other colors, from the head to the body to the last part of the handle, as if it was fished out of ink.

Long Zun held one hand and the other hand horizontal, and the spear was clamped under his armpit, while one hand grasped the barrel of the gun.

The tip of the spear was pointing downward, and the body of the spear was soaring into the sky, and his body spun rapidly in mid-air, and the spear naturally rotated with it.

The Divine Palm fell from the sky, and so did the spear, falling from the sky, rapidly spinning and falling, rolling up layers of air currents, and making a whirlpool falling from the sky.

The whirlpool rotates at high speed, attracting the surrounding air flow to attract the past and wrap it up, making the whirlpool bigger and bigger, full of momentum.

There was a sneer at the corner of Pan Xin's mouth, and the long sword in his hand was picked up, and the sword light slashed out from the bottom to the top.

Wherever the light passed, all the air was cut open, becoming a new air stream and sucking into the sword light, increasing the power and majesty of the sword light.

The dragon venerable and the spear that fell from high in the sky, and the long sword and sword light that rushed to the sky on the ground, faced each other in pairs, and collided in mid-air, making a rumbling sound like thunder.

Countless air currents exploded, turning into powerful air currents that spread out in all directions.

Centered on the point of impact of the spear and sword, the grass on the ground of the surrounding trees and trees all disappeared under the spreading air waves, that is, the ground was hung with a layer, revealing the black dirt inside, and the shallower outward.

Eventually, a large slope-like pit appeared.

Long Zun fell from the sky into the earth pit, and Pan Xin was the same, but he fell into the earth pit first.

The pit was very large, and the deepest part was more than one person deep, and the two people stood in the pit and looked at each other, and then the two people made the same choice, and rushed to the top of the pit first, at least to the shallow place of the pit.

"Lingbao?" Pan Xin was unprecedentedly vigilant, Lingbao was his hole card and confidence, but he didn't expect the other party to also have a Lingbao.

The last bit of advantage in his heart was gone, and he knew that he was by no means the opponent of Long Zun alone, especially when both sides had Lingbao.

"Brother Chen. Pan Xin suddenly shouted to the other side.

His companion flew over from a distance, and it turned out that he had already dodged far away when the two spirit treasures collided before.

When he came back at this time, he first glanced at the long sword in Pan Xin's hand, and then at the spear in Long Zun's hand.

These two eyes showed a look of envy, and there was a faint light of greed in them.

Pan Xin held the long sword in one hand, grabbed the scabbard with the other, and said in his mouth: "Brother Chen, you and I joined forces to kill him together, the sheepskin roll belongs to me, and the spear in his hand belongs to you, how about it?"

The middle-aged man who was called Brother Chen licked his lips and said lightly: "He is very strong!"

"A lot of what was promised to you before will be yours. Pan Xin said, obviously seeing a trace of flesh pain on his face.

Long Zun noticed his expression and immediately knew that there was a deal between the two of them, and Pan Xin promised the other party a lot of benefits.

I felt sorry in my heart, I felt that it was a pity, I only gave ten Spiritual Qi Pills when I asked him to roll the sheepskin in his hand before, he didn't believe that ten Spiritual Qi Pills could make Pan Xin's flesh hurt.

Thinking of this, he inquired curiously: "What benefits have you promised to others, and if it is suitable, I am willing to roll the sheepskin to you?"

Pan Xin looked stunned, and hesitated, the same is to give out the benefits, you can get the parchment roll, which is more cost-effective than not having to fight and kill.

The middle-aged man on the side looked ugly, looked at Pan Xin and said dissatisfiedly: "You didn't call me here to accompany you around!"

As soon as Pan Xin was excited, he immediately realized that if he really wanted to put aside this Brother Chen and choose to make a deal with Long Zun opposite, it was likely that he would offend the two of them at once, and the gains would outweigh the losses.

Immediately, he said to the middle-aged man beside him: "Brother Chen, don't worry, I will never be bewitched by him, and I will still act according to the previous agreement." ”

The middle-aged man nodded, satisfied, and immediately looked at Long Zun with a faint murderous intent in his eyes.

It was all Long Zun's words, and he almost lost the opportunity to get a spiritual treasure, so he decided that when he caught Long Zun, he must not let Long Zun die so happily, and he would be tortured before killing.

Long Zun didn't know what the other party thought, but even if he knew it, he didn't care, if he couldn't beat him, he could still escape, so he didn't believe that the two people in front of him could help him?

Pan Xin pointed forward with the long sword in his hand, "Take your life! ”

As he spoke, he took the lead in rushing forward, and the middle-aged man on the side flickered, and his figure flashed, appearing behind Long Zun to carry out a sneak attack.

Two people hit one in front of the other, flanking on both sides.

In front, Pan Xin used the long sword in his hand to block Long Zun's attack, and the middle-aged man in the back kept harassing and attacking, and when he saw an opportunity, he used a hot hand.

Long Zun used the strength of the spear and the ability of the wind and fire systems to deal with these two people, although the yin and yin had the upper hand, but for a while, the other two could not help him.

One inch long and one inch strong, although the spear can match the ability of the Shanglong Zun wind system, it is like a tiger with wings, and its strength has increased by three points out of thin air.

On the contrary, Pan Xin's side, which had a large number of people, began to look anxious when he saw that he couldn't take the other party.

(End of chapter)