Speaking of weapons, among all the people, only Ouyang Wuyan's Meteor Sword may not be afraid of the claws of these strange beasts.

But the Meteor Sword is the treasure of the town sect of the Cang Tantric Sect, not to mention that it is used by outsiders, and it is very difficult to even look at it.

At this time, the situation was special, if there was no Wang San's help, the eight major factions would probably only be able to leave those juniors behind, so everyone turned their attention to Ouyang Wuyan.

"Elder Ouyang, for the sake of these juniors, please take out the Meteor Sword!" Seeing that the beasts were besieging the herd, Ouyang Wuyan was still hesitating, Guo Qing couldn't help but open his mouth to persuade: "The other party has already said that it is just borrowing, and after everyone is out of danger, it will definitely be returned, why should Elder Ouyang hesitate?" ”

"Humph! The thing is not from your Wudang faction, of course you won't care, if it is replaced by a measuring ruler, will Master Guo hand it over to an outsider without hesitation? ”

Ouyang Wuyan glared at Guo Qing with horizontal eyebrows, and reluctantly took out an ancient sword with a simple color, about three feet long, and wide and heavy.

The ancient sword looks very ordinary, very similar to the weapons collected in those antique shops, and the wide and thick sword body is uneven, like a sword embryo that has not been carefully polished, which is very inconspicuous.

Taking out the Meteor Sword, Ouyang Wuyan glanced at Wang San in a daze, and said: "Xiaoyou, this is the treasure of my Cang Sect, I never show people lightly, and I hope that Xiaoyou will keep his promise and return it immediately after use." ”

"Dian Cang Pie?"

Wang San didn't rush forward to take the Meteor Sword, looked at Ouyang Wuyan and the others a few times, and asked, "Are you the monks of the Eight Great Sects of Tantra?" ”

"Amitabha, what the donor said is very true, Lao Qu Fachen is an elder of the Shaolin Tantric Sect, I don't know what the donor is called."

"Guo Qing, the head of the Poor Dao Wudang Sect!"

"In Xiahuashan, send Shenyi."

"Emei Piei Li Xi!"

“……”

Wang San asked, Guo Qing and others reported their homes one after another, and there was no lack of friendship with them in their words.

Seeing this, Wang San was silent, and had no intention of befriending him, strode forward, stretched out his hand to take the meteor sword in Ouyang Wuyan's hand, and said lightly: "Please rest assured!" Wang did not have the habit of taking other people's things. ”

Wang San's seemingly slow movements, in the eyes of Ouyang Wuyan and the others, were incredibly fast, and it took everyone to hear two or three words clearly, and the Meteor Sword had already reached Wang San's hands.

Wait for the strange beasts around to react. Wang San was already standing with Ouyang Wuyan and the others.

This astonishing speed, which did not rely on any mana and only relied on the human body, immediately shocked everyone, and the beast king with fierce eyes.

"Huh!"

Wang San raised his sword and swung it twice at will, and suddenly there was a piercing scream, and the surrounding air burst layer by layer, setting off a wave of heat.

"The sword is a good sword, but it's a pity that it's too heavy, do you have any lighter weapons?"

Feeling uncomfortable, Wang San looked at Guo Qing and the others, and his flat eyes gave people a feeling of disbelief.

You must know that the Meteor Sword is the treasure of the town faction, but now in Wang San's eyes, it is no different from an ordinary magic weapon, and it is even unabashedly provocative.

If such a statement comes from a high-ranking senior, then it is okay, maybe everyone can still reluctantly accept it.

But at this moment, Wang San showed that he could no longer see anything other than his amazing speed, and he couldn't even use the magic weapon correctly.

Normally, after obtaining a magic weapon, the first thing a monk does is to inject spiritual energy to test the power of the magic weapon, and he doesn't care about its appearance and weight at all.

And Wang San's various appearances confirm that he is indeed a mortal, at least he is not a monk.

However, at this time, whether everyone can retreat with their whole body is very important, although everyone has a lot of dissatisfaction and full of questions, they can only force themselves to suppress it, and shake their heads one after another, saying that they have no better magic weapon except for the meteor sword.

After asking to no avail, Wang San was no longer picky, and walked towards the beast king with the meteor sword, and only when he was three or four feet away from it did he pause.

"As a strong beast, Wang believes that your spiritual intelligence is far from comparable to other strange beasts, and you will definitely be able to understand Wang's words.

Communicating with a strange beast seems very ridiculous, but in fact, all psychic beasts can understand some human language to some extent, and Wang San's move can be regarded as a salute before the soldiers, and a warning to the beast king in advance!

"Woo woo woo ......"

After listening to Wang San's words, the Beast King let out a series of whining sounds, and his originally blue eyes suddenly flashed with a burst of red light, and grinned at Wang San, indicating his position.

Compared with humans, beasts pay more attention to prestige, and the more powerful the enemy, the less they will retreat, and many times even fight with their lives to gain the recognition of their kind.

Perhaps this kind of behavior is incomprehensible to humans, but in the law of the jungle, it is the supreme state pursued by all beasts.

After staying in the secluded forest for several months, Wang San also had some understanding of beasts, and when he saw the beast king put on this posture, he couldn't help but shake his head: "It's really stubborn, since you insist on looking for death, Wang will fulfill you today." ”

After that, Wang San and the Beastmaster moved their feet almost at the same time, and the speed of one person and one beast was as fast as lightning, and by the time everyone reacted, the Beastmaster had already fallen to the ground with serious injuries.

"Wang doesn't like to kill, take your kind and leave, I believe they won't stop it."

Glancing indifferently at the beast king lying on the ground, his feet covered with blood, Wang San turned around and walked towards Ouyang Wuyan.

The beast king was seriously injured, and the rest of the beasts no longer had the fighting spirit, looking at Wang San's eyes, they all showed a sense of fear, and after Wang San left, he actually surrounded and protected the beast king, and it was no longer Ouyang Wuyan and the others to stay.

However, just as Wang San was about to return the Meteor Sword to Ouyang Wuyan, a figure appeared indifferently beside the beast king.

This is a very young-looking man, with a thin face and a white beard, thick eyebrows and phoenix eyes that are slightly feminine, giving people a very strange feeling, coupled with his black shiny battle armor and scarlet blood-like cloak, he is almost like a demon king.

As soon as the man appeared, the strange beasts around him retreated, and like well-behaved pets, they all lay on the ground, looking at him in a daze.

"What a bold man, he dares to hurt the ancestral spirit beast, I think you are all tired of living, right?"

The man glanced at the Beast King twice, raised his head with an angry face, and his sharp gaze swept over everyone one by one, and finally stopped at the Meteor Sword in Wang San's hand. (To be continued.) )