Chapter 1432: The Mane of the Ancient Spirit Beast

"Old immortal, don't make a mistake! My Immortal Master has no interest in an immortal cultivator like you who is not at the highest level, he is just a lonely master, and he wants to find someone who is okay to try his tricks, by the way, let me see how the Yuanying Great Perfection was killed by someone! Gong Shaoxi raised his chin and scolded loudly.

"You...... What did you say? Wei Xizhong was still immersed in the pleasure of scaring off his opponent, and when he heard Gong Shaoxi's words, he couldn't react, and asked subconsciously.

"My master wants to die a Yuan Infant Great Perfection, and we have been looking forward to this wish for a long time, and we finally waited for your appearance, so we are so happy!" Gong Shaoxi was not afraid at all, repeated it again, and then shook his legs and let out a sneer.

"How can this be true? Dare to tease the old man, I'll send you kid on the road first! Wei Xizhong realized that he had been tricked, and he suddenly trembled with anger, glared at Gong Shaoxi and yelled.

As soon as the words fell, Wei Xizhong immediately injected his vitality into every silk thread of the iron whisk dust in his hand, and then his palm rose slightly, and those silk threads were like sharp thorns, suddenly erected, and then shot straight towards Gong Shaoxi!

Gong Shaoxi was startled, his sneer stopped abruptly, and he retreated again and again, and was about to shout for Shangxian Master to help, when he saw Xiao Chen suddenly move.

"What kind of mess is this? It's almost the same as being used to repel mosquitoes, and you're embarrassed to take it out to make an ugly offer, don't you have a decent high-end magic weapon on you? Xiao Chen sneered lightly, stretched out his hand, and easily grabbed the silk thread flying past him. Then with a slight effort on his wrist, he snatched the entire iron whisk dust in his hand.

Seeing this, Wei Xizhong's face couldn't help but sink. Xiao Chen's speed of action was really amazing, but he stared at the iron whisk that was snatched in Xiao Chen's hand. A secret gleam of joy suddenly flashed in his eyes.

"Hahaha, Master Shangxian is really powerful!" Gong Shaoxi seemed to change his face, his expression immediately changed from horror to excitement, and he said happily: "It's a pity that my father and junior brother are not here now, if he can let him witness Master Shangxian beat the Yuan Infant Stage Great Perfection to death, then he will be in vain!" ”

"I said apprentice, can you talk well, either call someone else's father, or call someone else's junior brother. A mouthful of a father and a brother, others think it's going on when they hear it! People gave birth to and raised you, can't you respect him a little? Hong Candle slanted Gong Shaoxi's eyes, and said angrily.

Every time he heard Gong Shaoxi say this, Hong Zhu felt very awkward, it was obvious that they were father and son, and they had always called each other brothers, and there was no one else.

"Hey, old shaggy. Aren't you going to be that capable? Xiao Chen shook the iron whisk dust in his hand, and said coldly: "Hurry up and show your unique skills, Young Master Ben doesn't have much time to spend with you, anyway, you won't be able to live today." Just take out the baby at the bottom of the box and let me open my eyes! ”

Wei Xizhong was also confused by Gong Shaoxi's chaotic relationship just now, and when he heard Xiao Chen's urging, he quickly came back to his senses. The weird evil smile said: "The baby at the bottom of the box? Isn't it in your hand? ”

"It's embarrassing to say anything about this fly swatter...... Xiao Chen shook his hand disdainfully, and just said half of the sentence. But I felt as if my fingers were entangled in something.

Looking down in surprise, Xiao Chen found that it was the silk thread that he was holding tightly just now that was actively wrapped around his hand!

Just when Xiao Chen was slightly stunned. The silk threads on the iron whisk seemed to suddenly have vitality, and began to grow and prolong continuously, and soon wrapped Xiao Chen's hands and feet, and then tied them tightly to prevent him from moving!

There were even a few silk threads that had spread down Xiao Chen's chest, strangling his neck.

Wei Xizhong saw that his magic weapon had begun to work, and he couldn't help but look up to the sky and laugh, and mocked mercilessly: "Stinky boy, you are also called an immortal by your apprentice, why are you restrained by this kind of gadget?" I don't think you're like that! It doesn't seem like a big deal! ”

"What the hell is this...... An Xiaomo, what are you still doing in a daze? Hurry up and put ...... The silk thread was cut off...... Xiao Chen tried to struggle a few times, but found that he couldn't break free with manpower, but instead tied it tighter and tighter, so he had to give an order to An Xiaomo with difficulty.

"Yes! Master. An Xiaomo was originally suspended in the air, waiting for Xiao Chen's call again, and when he heard this, he immediately responded and swooped down towards Xiao Chen.

When he rushed in front of Xiao Chen, An Xiaomo operated the flying sword and carefully slashed it on the silk thread of the iron whisk, but it slashed several times in succession, but it kept cutting the silk threads that were getting more and more entangled, but instead broke out a small gap in the body of the flying sword, which made Xiao Chen feel distressed.

"Tsk, you actually have this kind of magic weapon at a young age, it's really good, you must have hit some kind of luck, so you have the courage to claim to be an immortal, right?" Wei Xizhong stared at the flying sword that was acting independently, pursed his lips and sighed.

"Stop talking nonsense, let go of my Immortal Master! My master also has a lot of magic weapons and tricks that you can feel one by one, and I guarantee that you have never seen them in your life! Gong Shaoxi hid behind Xiao Chen and shouted at Wei Xizhong.

"Want to use the agitation method to get me to loosen? Don't waste your time! Wei Xizhong sneered, looked at Xiao Chen, who was still struggling in vain, and said lightly: "Those dust whisk lines are all made of the manes of ancient spirit beasts, which are extremely precious, although your flying sword looks quite magical, but to expect that you can cut my dust whisk line with this kind of mortal iron is simply a fool's dream!" ”

Xiao Chen actually didn't have any fear, although he felt a little suffocated, he was still looking down at the silk thread that bound him with great interest.

He found that the strands of thread were glowing with shiny oil, and although they looked soft and tangled, they were very tough when they were wound around his body, and the continuous slashing of the flying sword proved that these threads were very hard, indeed like the mane of an animal, like the thorns of a porcupine.

Wei Xizhong waited for a while, but didn't see any reaction from Xiao Chen, he couldn't help but feel a little annoyed and angry in his heart, and a faint layer of vitality appeared on his body, and he snorted: "Boy, do you think this is the end?" The old man will let you enjoy some exciting stuff today! So that you will not be in vain! ”

Xiao Chen looked up in surprise when he heard this, only to see Wei Xizhong pinching a few tricks back and forth, and then muttering in his mouth, and the vitality in his body was constantly increasing. (To be continued.) )