Every blade here is more than 5,000 catties, and it is full of resentment, and as soon as it comes out of the mountain, it will carry the wrath of thunder. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

Jiang Linxian had seen the wrath of these magic weapons with his own eyes, and he didn't think that Yang Jun had the ability to subdue these magic weapons.

So, I'm waiting to see a good show.

Jiang Linxian saw Yang Jun standing in front of a pair of 18,000 jin short-handled double hammers with a confused expression, so he pulled him forward two steps.

Pointing to a pair of huge rusty maces, he said: "Senior brother, as the saying goes, 'men and horses are forced to fight, the knife is not as good as a stick', you look at this pair of Shura sticks, but the mountain can be broken, and the opponent is wearing a fairy treasure robe. ”

Yang Junhu looked at him suspiciously.

Jiang Linxian pushed himself in front of this mace, but he took a step back and stayed far away. He reached out at the mace, and withdrew it in the blink of an eye.

Yang Jun's eyes flashed. This Shura is amazing!

He looked at the heavyweight mace with countless triangular spikes nailed to his head, and didn't reach out.

Jiang Linxian was even more anxious than him, and urged him vigorously: "Take it, take it down quickly!" ”

The Shura rods had no wooden handles, and were all metal, but they were covered in rust, with only countless spikes gleaming with a cold light.

Yang Jun glanced at it with disgust, and secretly complained: Is this guy used to attract thunder? Carrying such a pair of large metal rods, it's a moving lightning rod, right?

Jiang Linxian saw that he was standing still, and changed his target, "Amway" another metal rod.

"This Qiankun rod weighs 13,600 catties, can be long or short, can be large or small, and can be stretched freely. Senior brother, let me tell you, if you use this Qiankun stick, you must be majestic in all directions and sweep thousands of armies! ”

Yang Jun tilted his head to two hundred and seventy degrees, looked at this three-zhang high and thick stick, laughed dryly, and asked, "Senior brother, you said that this Qiankun stick is retractable?" ”

"That's right!" Jiang Linxian saw Yang Jun asking out loud, and a strange look suddenly bloomed in his eyes, and he said happily.

Yang Jun stretched out his thumb and index finger to draw an inch long distance and asked, "Can it shrink to the size of an embroidery needle?" ”

"Uh," Jiang Linxian withered, "No! ”

Yang Jun pouted secretly, he is not Sun Wukong, what kind of golden hoop stick does he make?

Jiang Linxian pulled Yang Jun to "Amway" seventeen or eighteen weapons, and saw that he had already taken a look at this arsenal, but Yang Jun either said that it was not good here, or it was not suitable there, and there was no one to get his hands on!

Jiang Linxian was a little deflated - this junior brother who used to be stupid and saw a gourd is not easy to fool at all!

Yang Jun didn't know what Jiang Linxian was thinking. He was standing in the corner looking at a knife, a knife with a unique shape.

This sword, like the other weapons in this arsenal, was huge. As for the shape, the blade is about five feet long, the front tip is wide and the back is wide, gradually widening from the tip to the tail of the knife, the widest point is about three feet three inches, the back of the knife is one inch and three points thick, and the blade is three inches wide.

This...... What a pork knife alive!

Yang Jun stood in front of this huge pork knife and sighed deeply: Which predecessor has such feelings and created such a shocking pork knife!

The knife, like the other weapons in the arsenal, had climbed with rust, except for a curved blade and hilt that had not rusted.

The blade is cold and clear, and it seems to be sharp. The handle of the knife presents a pale yellow color and a light cream white, a little like jade, but it does not have such a smooth luster, and the texture is slightly rough, and you can see the lines all over it.

Yang Jun looked at it and felt that the handle of the knife was like a piece of animal bone.

The handle itself is unadorned, but the tail is made in the shape of a beast's head, and the tip of the handle is slightly upturned, as if the beast is roaring.

Yang Jun was attracted by the shape of this "pork knife", and leaned up to take a closer look at the handle of the knife, and unconsciously took two steps closer.

He stared at the knife suspiciously, vaguely feeling that it seemed to have some strange magic.

Jiang Linxian saw Yang Jun looking at a strange-looking big knife in a daze, blinked, and muttered, "When was this knife placed here?" ”

He didn't remember seeing it. However, no one had come to this arsenal in the first place, and he would not have any interest in these bulky weapons if he came himself, let alone the knife placed in the corner.

When Jiang Linxian was a little irritable and impatient, he saw that Yang Jun had already approached the knife seat where the knife was inserted, his eyes rolled, and he slammed towards Yang Jun with a palm.

Yang Jun has been guarding against sneak attacks from behind by Cheng Xu since he was attacked by Cheng Xu, especially when he discovered Jiang Linxian's strangeness just now, he was even more vigilant.

I heard the wind behind me, and as soon as I moved, I immediately turned around to block.

He didn't hear the sound of breaking the sky, knowing that Jiang Linxian only used the power of his palm, and did not carry a hidden weapon, and knew that it would not be difficult for him to take this palm.

How did he know that in a hurry, the power of this palm was accepted, but he took half a step back.

If he was climbing to the top of the clouds, Yang Jun would be able to organize a counterattack immediately. But he was already very close to the knife base, and the tail of the knife was almost out of the knife base. With this retreat, the arm grazed against the blade.

Yang Jun was shocked by a pain in his upper arm, and hurriedly stood firm and waved his hand forward.

When he saw that the blade was covered with rust, but the blade was shining brightly, he knew that this knife must be incomparably sharp, and if he let his arm hit it, he would definitely splatter blood on the spot!

Yang Jun stared at Jiang Linxian tightly, and his face gradually became solemn: "Senior Brother Jiang, if you want to take revenge, just look for me directly, why bother so much!" ”

He moved his right leg, drew a half circle on the ground, put on a posture, beckoned to Jiang Linxian, and said, "Let's do it." ”

Jiang Linxian ignored him, but looked behind him with a shocked face.

Yang Jun wanted to ask him why he hadn't done it yet, but before he could open his mouth, he heard a buzzing sound from behind him, and the shelf where the weapons were placed jingled and rang.

Jiang Linxian wants this effect, how can he fight with Yang Jun? Seeing that Yang Jun had already touched the blade of the knife and touched the spirit of the instrument, he hurriedly smeared oil on the soles of his feet and slipped away.

However, he didn't go far, but hid in the corner of the other side, waiting to see how Yang Jun would be unlucky!

Yang Jun saw that Jiang Linxian didn't come to embarrass him, but ran away in a flash, acting sneaky and suspicious, and immediately thought that he couldn't stay here for a long time, and he didn't care about the pork knife behind him that was trembling more and more, and ran to and fro.

He hadn't taken two steps before he heard a louder buzz behind him.

The great knife seemed to roar, roaring, and the whistling echo instantly spread throughout the arsenal, striking the wall and then refracting back.

Yang Jun's eardrums were swollen by this dull echo, his brain was buzzing, his eyes were dazzled, and the picture he saw in his eyes began to shake and become blurred.