Chapter Forty-Seven: Destroy Your Spiritual Weapon!
However, there are some things that they will not be able to "handle carefully" to achieve ultimate victory.
Shen Zhiyou's swordsmanship is not bad, coupled with the blessing of the power given by Mo Zixuan, Shen Zhiyou at this moment can really be described as "ghosts block and kill ghosts, and gods block and kill gods".
One fell.
Two fell.
Three fell......
Hidden in the woods, Xuanyuan Chang, who was full of expectations that Shen Zhiyou would be able to learn a lesson, gritted his teeth, clenched his fists tightly, and the green tendons on his forehead jumped.
It's all waste! Even a stinky girl in the refining period can't solve it, what's the use of raising them!
The ending was almost doomed from the beginning, and these people sent by the third prince Xuanyuan Chang didn't even touch a corner of Shen Zhiyou's clothes, so they fell to the ground one after another.
If it weren't for the death order given by the third prince, I'm afraid the rest of these people would have fled for their lives.
Finally, the last person also fell to the ground with a "poof".
These people didn't die, they just lost all their combat power by Shen Zhiyou.
Shen Zhiyun flicked the spirit sword in his hand and slowly swiped across the arm of one of them.
"Aren't you going to cut off my hands and feet? Now I'd like to ask what it's like to have my hands and feet removed. β
This person's eyes shrank, and he struggled to climb away, but as a result, he was quickly picked by Shen Zhi's eyes, and the spirit sword crossed a graceful arc, and three sword qi were emitted with a "whoosh".
His hands and feet were completely destroyed.
The rest of the people, Shen Zhiyou also concocted the same method, and did not let any of them go.
If anyone does not offend me, I will not offend anyone, but if anyone offends me, he will pay it back tenfold!
Dealing with the enemy, Shen Zhiyou didn't plan to be soft-hearted at all.
After doing all this, Shen Zhiyou's gaze fluttered across the woods beside him, and finally stopped at a certain place.
There, it was Xuanyuan Chang's hiding place.
Xuanyuan Chang's back was cold, and he suddenly remembered that Shen Zhiyou had "heard" the words he had commanded his subordinates.
What does this mean? This shows that Shen Zhiyou's divine sense is incomparably powerful!
Perhaps, from the very beginning, Shen Zhiyou knew that they were here.
Okay, what a Shen Zhiyou, he actually played him around again, this hand pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger is smooth enough!
Xuanyuan Chang was furious in his heart, and suddenly took out a longbow from the storage ring.
This longbow is a five-grade spiritual weapon, and even a small consummation-level monk can shoot it directly.
He didn't believe that Shen Zhiyou could still dodge this final blow!
Hands up, arrows.
A beam of arrows condensed from the vitality flew towards Shen Zhiyou with terrifying power, and instantly arrived in front of Shen Zhiyou.
Shen Zhi's pupils shrank - this arrow, she couldn't avoid it.
"Look for death!"
Mo Zixuan was furious, since he knew the other party, this was the first time Shen Zhiyou had seen this man angry.
The eyes, which were always overflowing with ruffian smiles, were filled with ice slag that exuded a chill.
Mo Zixuan waved his sleeves, and this menacing arrow disappeared into the air in a blink of an eye.
It's so strong!
Shen Zhi's eyes widened in surprise.
At the same time, she only felt a loosening of her hand, and the spirit sword in her hand was taken away by Mo Zixuan's skillful force.
Mo Zixuan threw the spirit sword towards Xuanyuan Chang.
It was obviously a throwing action that was not in a hurry, but after the spirit sword was taken off, it took on a terrifying coercion.
Wherever the spirit sword passed, all the trees were broken by the waist.
Escape!
An urgent alarm bell sounded in Xuanyuan Chang's mind, but his feet seemed to be rooted in the ground, and he couldn't pull them out or run at all.
"Bang!"
After the huge roar, Xuanyuan Chang flew upside down and smashed on the ground more than ten meters away, spurting out a mouthful of blood.
The ribs in his chest were broken.
Of course, what frightened him the most was not his own injury, but that his body protector had also been abolished!
He struggled to get up, and when he looked to the ground, his eyes suddenly widened to deathβ
The sword that Shen Zhiyou used to attack him was actually the Vulture Sword?!
Xuanyuan Chang didn't notice that there was another person by Shen Zhiyou's side, he just thought that all these attacks were made by Shen Zhiyou.
No wonder Shen Zhiyou was able to hurt him, he didn't expect Shen Zhiyou to have a seven-grade spirit sword in his hand!
"Are you still going to fight?"
A chuckle fell into his ears, and Shen Zhiyou used her spiritual sense to "transmit" the voice.
Xuanyuan Chang gritted his teeth with resentment, but he also knew that he couldn't hurt Shen Zhiyou at all today.
Shen Zhiyou, you wait for me! Xuanyuan Chang silently gritted his teeth and said.
There was no point in lingering any longer, and Xuanyuan Chang took out the teleportation scroll.
Xuanyuan Chang took one last look at the Vulture Sword, and a trace of greed flashed in his eyes.
- Sooner or later, he will kill Shen Zhiyou and get this vulture sword!
After a flash of white light, Xuanyuan Chang disappeared in place.
"It's really cheap for him. Shen Zhiyou snorted and said sullenly.
Mo Zixuan rubbed Shen Zhiyou's hair and said, "Don't worry, with his temperament, he will definitely be unwilling to give up like this, you can keep it and continue to clean him up later." β
What's more, Xuanyuan Chang's body protection spirit weapon is also gone, and this battle is enough to make him feel painful.
Mo Zixuan's eyes flashed, and the corners of his lips picked almost imperceptibly.
As Mo Zixuan guessed, after returning to his bedroom, Xuanyuan Chang angrily smashed most of the ornaments in his bedroom.
The injuries he suffered on his body were secondary, as one of the princes valued by the Emperor of the Flowing Fire Country, his storage ring contained a high-grade healing elixir, and any one of them could allow him to recover quickly.
What really hurts him is not the healing elixir, but his body protection spiritual weapon!
It was a high-level refiner specially found by his father for him, and it took him nine hundred and eighty-one days to refine the body protection spiritual weapon, and the materials in it were even more difficult to buy, and there was no market for it!
This time, it was all gone, and it was abolished by Shen Zhiyou.
Xuanyuan Chang threw the destroyed body protection spirit weapon on the ground fiercely, and kicked it several times in anger.
Useless stuff! It's all useless!
Rong Menglan thought that Xuanyuan Chang had successfully killed Shen Zhiyou, and happily ran over to celebrate, but she didn't expect that as soon as she stepped into the door, she heard the sound of "ping pong" smashing things, sometimes mixed with angry cursing.
"Cousin, what's wrong? Why are you so angry?"
Rong Menglan asked in surprise, a bad premonition flashed in her heart.
Xuanyuan Chang raised his head, his eyes bloodshot, like a mad lion.
"Failed, more than a dozen Jindan monks besieged just one Shen Zhiyou, but the result was a failure!
"What?!" Rong Menglan screamed in disbelief, "Cousin, didn't you use the formation?"
"Who said that this palace is not used!" Xuanyuan Chang slapped the table angrily, "I don't know what chance Shen Zhiyou encountered, there is a vulture sword in his hand, no matter how many Jindan period monks are useless!"
"Vulture Sword?!" Rong Menglan gasped.
She pressed her beating heart, and she was really jealous and hateful to Shen Zhiyou in her heart.
That ugly monster, how can He De get a vulture sword, it's so cheap for her!
"Cousin, are we going to forget it like this?" asked Rong Menglan unwillingly.
"Who said that this palace is just like this? If you don't kill Shen Zhiyou, it will be difficult to eliminate the hatred in this palace!"
An eerie cold light flashed in Xuanyuan Chang's eyes.
Rong Menglan felt a touch of joy in her heart, "Then cousin, you want to ......"
"Heh, this time it's just Shen Zhiyu's good life, Bengong didn't expect that she had a vulture sword in her hand. β
"Next time, she won't be so lucky! Bengong doesn't believe it, she has an endless spiritual weapon in her hand!"
"What if she has a Vulture Sword, against a stronger opponent, she will only die!"
Xuanyuan Chang said with a distorted expression, and with one force, he pinched the teacup in his hand into powder.