Chapter 303: Magical Spirit Weapon

Along with Zhuang Xian's words, Luo Xinglie and the others looked at each other, although they knew that he was disturbing people's hearts, but they were still inevitably affected, because the real situation was true, and they also felt that since the spirit weapon was broken for the first time and repaired again, it was not used much, and there were frequent problems. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info.v.om (wind and rain starter)

Therefore, although there is a certain advantage in numbers, it is not certain who is stronger and who is weak in the real combat effectiveness of the two sides.

"These people must have also received news on the spot, and they came in a hurry, so that there are not enough people, and they must be solved quickly." After Luo Xinglie figured this out, he directly waved his hand, and everyone behind him had a heart and killed him.

said that he would do it, Zhuang Xian looked at Luo Xinglie's eyes with a little more jealousy.

Of course, he didn't back down, and took the lead to meet it, holding a silver spirit sword in his hand.

Luo Xinglie also held a big knife in his hand, which was also a Xuan-level spiritual weapon.

The two soon fought together, and their men fought fiercely on the left and right, generating movement and power that threatened to destroy the beautiful forest.

"Luo Xinglie, your sword skills are still so bad, let's take out the palm skills you are good at."

The swords rang out, Zhuang Xian instantly gained the upper hand, pressing Luo Xinglie to retreat sharply, and the sword momentum was fast and urgent, which caught people off guard.

Luo Xinglie is obviously not highly accomplished in the blade, and he is skillful in wielding the big knife, but he has no artistic conception of his own, and he is still in a state of form and godlessness, although he can emit a sword, but at his age, it is no longer enough to be proud of this.

Zhuang Xiandu has already comprehended the half-step kendo.

Therefore, it is normal for Luo Xinglie to be invincible, but this does not mean that his strength is not good, everyone has their own good side, and his palm technique is the most powerful, but his spirit weapon crushing mountain gloves have been damaged, and they were sent back to the family for people to repair, and this long knife is temporarily used.

"I see, your spirit weapon is gone, isn't it?" Zhuang Xian laughed loudly, fought very easily, was not impatient, and humiliated the other party fiercely to avenge ten years ago.

"Ahh

Luo Xinglie was ridiculed out of anger, and the horizontal knife slashed, and the moment the knife power was released, his right hand actually let go of the handle of the knife and let the spirit knife fly out.

"Left Tianluo, right ground net!"

Giving up the spirit knife, Luo Erye's whole person instantly became flexible, his arms struck out fiercely, his palms were fierce, and the palm prints in the sky were overwhelming.

Zhuang Xian didn't expect it, he didn't expect him to choose such a way to attack, it was obviously too late to collect the sword, the surging palm power poured into his chest, and the Luo family palm, which could break the gold and gravel, made his whole person fly out sideways, and after his body broke a big tree, he rolled down four or five meters away.

This sudden change made the two warriors stop in unison.

The warriors of the Zhuang family looked worried, and the people of the Luo family were overjoyed.

However, Luo Xinglie was not happy, because he felt his palm hit a hard object just now, and he knew that under the opponent's defenseless robe, he was wearing close-fitting armor.

Sure enough, Zhuang Xian crawled up like a nobody, just blood hanging from the corners of his mouth. He didn't laugh angrily, looked at Luo Xinglie's pair of fleshy palms, and laughed mockingly: "It's a pity, if you have a Xuan-level spiritual weapon, you can break my armor and hit me hard, but now this level is far from enough." ”

What he said is the truth, the spirit weapon is the martial artist's own combat power, and the martial artist who loses the spiritual weapon will naturally have a sharp decrease in combat effectiveness.

Luo Xinglie didn't reply, but looked at the long knife he threw out, and was about to pick it up.

Who knew that a warrior of a dealer had a quick eye, and took the knife in his hand first, and when Luo Xinglie was about to take it back, Zhuang Xian came quickly and stopped in front of him.

This time it was equivalent to Luo Xinglie facing the edge of the spirit sword with his bare hands.

"Luo Xinglie, I heard that you were extremely stupid in terms of blades when you were a child, and then you simply gave up the blade, and then the stupid people used the stupid methods, spent a lot of money to hire someone to create a glove spirit weapon, and applied their own palm techniques. But because of this, you are particularly dependent on that spiritual weapon, but there are very few spiritual weapons in gloves, which is your biggest shortcoming. Zhuang Xian said slowly.

"No more nonsense!"

Luo Xinglie was irritable and impulsive, understood the current situation, knew that it was useless to say more, and took the initiative to rush forward.

"Look for death!"

Zhuang Xian smiled contemptuously, and a pair of spirit swords only ran towards the palm of the flesh.

In an instant, the results of the advantages and disadvantages were clear at a glance, and Luo Xinglie's offensive was greatly affected, and he was completely pressed and beaten, and he couldn't launch an offensive.

The people of the Luo family were secretly anxious, knowing that if the second master had a spiritual weapon, he would definitely not read like this.

"Hades!"

Luo Xinglie knew that if he continued to entangle, he would definitely lose, so he had to fight hard and let the other party fight for his life, so that he would not lose.

He slapped the ground with both palms, and Zhenyuan poured into it, and the next moment, a huge clay palm drilled out from under Zhuang Xian's feet, knocking it away at once, and then countless clay palms stretched out and attacked Zhuang Xian.

"It's still not enough." Luo Xinglie smiled helplessly.

Under his own advantage, he was succeeded by Luo Xinglie, Zhuang Xian only felt that his face was disgraceful, and he was in the air, desperately sending out a furious blow.

Thousands of sword rays fell like rain and fell on the top of Luo Xinglie's head.

Luo Xinglie had just launched an offensive and was powerless to dodge, so he had to protect the vital point with his arms, and Zhenyuan urged him to try to defend himself.

However, when the sword fell halfway, his whole body flew out sideways and landed on the ground, his body was covered in blood, and the spiritual weapon and protective equipment were also damaged.

"This is the power of the spirit weapon! Luo Xinglie, you have a pair of fleshy palms, aren't you looking for death? Zhuang Xian landed smoothly, proud like a rooster, although his blood was a little churning, he still won after all.

The Luo family and the others seemed to have lost their backbone, and they were stunned and didn't know what to do.

Suddenly, a man jumped out of the river next to the forest and rushed to the middle of the field.

Both sides were startled, unable to distinguish whether they were friends or foes, and they both retreated, and then looked at it and found that the person who came was a young man, carrying a huge burden and various long weapons.

The Luo family's eyes lit up, and they recognized that this was their person, specially used to contact Rushing City.

"Second Master, this is your spiritual weapon."

The young man obviously watched from the sidelines for a while, clearly distinguishing the situation, and didn't want to throw a glove to Luo Xinglie.

Luo Xinglie, who was lying on the ground, had a bright eye, stood up in pain, took his broken mountain gloves, put them on his hand without saying a word, and then quickly took out the pill and put it into his mouth.

"Luo San, Luo Tong, Rome...... These are yours. The young man threw the other artifacts to the others one by one.

"Hahaha! What a timely rain! That's great! ”

Most of the spiritual weapons in the hands of the Luo family martial artists present were used improvised, and some were even ordinary blades, and they almost suffered the same loss as Luo Xinglie in the fight, and at the same time, they didn't expect a big reversal at a critical time.

"Kill him!"

After Zhuang Xian reacted, he pointed at the young man fiercely.

The young man only had the strength of the early stage of Pei Yuan Realm, and among these people, he was vulnerable and pitiful.

The two dealer warriors who were closer to the young man suddenly rushed forward with murderous anger and slashed with a swing of their swords.

"Who dare!"

Luo Xinglie raised his eyebrows, stepped forward quickly, and sent his palms out again, only to hear a 'boom', the palm was like thunder, and the momentum hit the two dealer warriors.

These two people are not ordinary people, and they intended to defend when Luo Xinglie came up, so these two palms are still considered to be on guard.

But even so, the two people who were hit by the left and right palms respectively soared directly into the air, spit blood in their mouths, and flew out for a long distance before falling, and then they were motionless, not knowing whether they were dead or alive.

"Isn't it!"

Seeing this scene, everyone's faces were extremely weird, especially that Zhuang Xian looked like a ghost.

Even Luo Xinglie himself was stunned, looking at the gloves on his hands in disbelief, the palm technique just now was more enjoyable than before, more flexible, and there was a feeling of being handy, and then Zhenyuan played through the gloves, and actually knocked the two mid-term ones away, which was beyond his expectations.

He is the peak of the middle stage, and the others are the middle stage of perfection or the middle stage of the beginning, and the two people who receive him are one of the middle stage of the beginning and the other is the middle stage of the stage.

Although he is not his opponent, intentional defense is not a one-trick that can distinguish the winner from the loser.

"Could it be that the second master has reached the late stage of the Peiyuan realm?"

At this moment, the people of the Luo family couldn't help but think that even Luo Xinglie had such doubts.

"No, it's the effect of the spirit weapon!"

Suddenly, Luo Xinglie came to his senses, and after realizing the point, he was extremely excited, and slammed his palm in the air, and the real feeling convinced him that this spiritual weapon of his own could already be said to be reborn, and its power had more than doubled.

"You won't invite a heaven-level spirit master at home, will you?"

Luo Xinglie couldn't help but think that if it wasn't a heaven-level spirit weapon master, who could raise a spirit weapon by several grades out of thin air and double its power.

At the same time, the other people of the Luo family also realized something and began to wave the spiritual weapon in their hands.

"Really? How do I feel that this spiritual weapon of mine has become a ground level? It's so convenient to use, you don't need to inject true elements to maintain a certain amount at all times, you just need to maintain it, but the power has increased. ”

"Great, what kind of spirit master did our Luo family invite to do such a magical thing."

"Hahaha, the dealer's family, let me die."

With cheers of surprise, and then the counterattack of the Luo family, everyone's strength seemed to have doubled, and the ferocity was abnormal, all thanks to the spiritual weapon in his hand.

"Retreat!"

Zhuang Xian immediately made a decision, didn't think much about it, and immediately gave an order.

"Want to go?"

Luo Xinglie's confidence swelled, and he immediately pressed it and slapped it with one palm.

This time, because there was a spiritual weapon, in the face of Zhuang Xian's backstab, he waved his palm directly and dared to fight against the edge.

When the tip of the sword struck Luo Xinglie's palm, Zhuang Xian felt a powerful force coming, which instantly bent his sword body, and the whole person flew backwards.

"Damn, what kind of spiritual weapon master did the Luo family invite, so ferocious!"

Zhuang Xianqiang endured the severe pain, took advantage of the situation and turned around and ran, remembering the scene just now, the surprise in his heart became heavier and heavier, the Luo family's spiritual weapon had been in trouble before, and he also laughed at the Luo family for not being able to hire a spiritual weaponist, and found a bucket and a half of water, who knew that such a thing came today, but he was stupid.