When he saw the missing sword in Fang Zhongjian's hand, there was a burst of joy from the big missing sword in Yang Zhen's storage ring, and the unique laughter of the evil shadow black gluttony, hey, laughed very happily in Yang Zhen's ear, but it sounded like he was swallowing saliva.

The big lack of sword, you actually want to eat the lack of sword?

Yang Zhen looked at the flawless sword in Fang Zhongjian's hand with a strange expression, sharpening iron like clay, it was indeed a good sword, and as Fang Zhongjian said, this sword should not be an ordinary holy soldier, even if it still belongs to the category of holy soldiers, it should be the best among them.

Seeing a strange aura enveloping Tie Fuzi's body, Tie Fuzi's face suddenly froze, and when he waved his hands, the overwhelming talent inscriptions suddenly swept through the entire teahouse, transforming into a long sword in mid-air, blasting towards the flawless sword in Fang Zhongjian's hand.

Boom ——!

An earth-shattering loud bang came, and everyone watching was dumbfounded.

The Infinite Sword is worthy of being a holy soldier, and in the hands of Fang Zhongjian, a person in the early stage of Mahayana, he can actually compete with the pinnacle of the Mahayana period like Tiefuzi, and it seems that he is still at ease.

Obviously, Fang Zhongjian and Lu Tianwei had no missing swords in their hands, and this time they came without fear.

However, everyone still underestimated Tie Fuzi, just when everyone saw that the Infinite Sword was about to destroy the inscription of the Heavenly Qi, Iron Master suddenly snorted coldly, and with a wave of his hand, a violent wave of talent Qi was like a dragon turning over the river, suddenly rising to the sky, carrying a terrifying might, and blasted towards Fang Zhongjian.

Fang Zhongjian's face changed greatly, and the sword in his hand was even better, but he didn't dare to evacuate at will, so he had no choice but to say to Lu Tianwei: "Brother Lu!"

Lu Tianwei chuckled and said, "Brother Fang, don't worry, Lu just said, you can let it go!"

As soon as the words fell, Lu Tianwei suddenly had a non-sword or non-sword weapon in his hand, and between the arguments, a terrifying wave of qi was separated, surging towards the talented dragon in mid-air.

"Bastard, two fight one, I'll fight with you!"

Luoluo suddenly jumped up, and when endless waves of qi erupted in mid-air, his body was like electricity, and the whole person rushed towards Lu Tianwei.

"Luoluo!"

Tie Fuzi's face changed, and he hurriedly waved his hand, and one after another terrifying talent inscriptions surrounded Lu Tianwei and Fang Zhongjian like ocean waves.

The terrifying air wave was as violent as a dragon, roaring and shaking the sky, and the surrounding tables and chairs all burst into powder, and for a while, the dust was all over the sky, and in the midst of the rolling air waves, the electric light in the hand of a small figure shone brightly, rushing towards Fang Zhongjian and Lu Tianwei.

Although Luo Luo was young, he was a monk in the Tribulation Period, and the qi wave in his hand burst out, and Fang Zhongjian and Lu Tianwei also changed their faces.

It's just that the two didn't retreat, but looked at each other and smiled, and a hint of playfulness flashed in their eyes.

A strange-looking True Yuan Cannon appeared in Fang Zhongjian's hand, and he said with a smile: "Old guy, your grandson's life is the price of your obsession!"

Buzz——!

A wave of earth-destroying qi came from the True Yuan Cannon, and everyone's faces suddenly became extremely difficult to look at.

In just an instant, the True Yuan Cannon in Fang Zhongjian's hand gathered the Heaven and Earth True Yuan that made everyone present terrified, and even Tie Fuzi's face changed wildly, roared angrily, and slammed his hands towards the ground.

Rumble——!

Waves of turbulent air came from the ground, and countless waves of earth rushed towards Fang Zhongjian, but to no avail.

Fang Zhongjian sneered, and came into the air, the Heaven and Earth True Yuan buzzing from the True Yuan Cannon disappeared in the cannon mouth, and the next moment, it was when the True Yuan Cannon exploded.

All this happened between lightning and flint, and Tie Fuzi's reaction was not unpleasant, but no matter how fast it was, could it be as fast as the True Yuan Cannon?

Now that the fall is not over, the whole person is completely exposed to Fang Zhongjian's True Yuan Cannon, and when he looks up in shock, he happens to encounter Fang Zhongjian's hideous expression that seems to be smiling but not smiling.

Silence, deathly silence.

In the entire teahouse, except for the iron master roaring angrily, frantically rushing towards Luoluo, there was no sound around.

"Die!"

Fang Zhongjian laughed, the expression on his face was almost hysterical, the Zhenyuan cannon in his hand, no, it should be called an Italian cannon, a small pinch of light popped out, like a fart that was not too loud, without even a foot rushing out, it disappeared without a trace.

Smack!

Fang Zhongjian fell to the ground, looked at the muzzle of the True Yuan Cannon with a confused expression, where was there still a little bit of True Yuan fluctuation, and couldn't help but turn around and look at Lu Tianwei.

"This ...... What's going on? It's not working?"

The confusion on Lu Tianwei's face was no less than that of Fang Zhongjian, and it was even more intense, and when he came to Fang Zhongjian, he said hesitantly: "It shouldn't be!"

"Shouldn't it?" Fang Zhongjian's face turned blue with anger, and he stared at Lu Tianwei and said, "Lu Tianwei, this is what you said, the Italian cannon that can destroy all those black puppets with one shot?"

"What?" "Falling and dying and still alive, when he heard the name of the Italian cannon, he was taken aback, and when he faced death, his face did not change slightly, but now after hearing the name of the Italian cannon, his face became pale, and he shouted: "Yang Zhen's Italian cannon, how can it be in your hands?"

Fang Zhongjian angrily threw back the fart Italian cannon in his hand to Lu Tianwei, and said in a cold voice: "Lu Tianwei, aren't you being deceived by that Yang Zhen, how can this kind of thing burst out with such power as you said, it's ridiculous!"

Tie Fuzi came to Luoluo's side, staring at Fang Zhongjian with an angry expression, where was there still a little meticulous appearance at this time, it looked like he wanted to tear Fang Zhongjian to pieces.

Fang Zhongjian stared at Tie Fuzi with a cold expression, and said in a cold voice: "Tie Fuzi, today's incident is just an accident, don't think that I can't do it with the two of you, even if there is no Italian cannon, it will be easy for Fang Mou to want your life." ”

"You can try it!" Tie Fuzi's eyes flashed with murderous intent, he squinted at Fang Zhongjian, and stretched out his hand to pull Luo Luo behind him.

In the teahouse, a group of monks looked at the strange scene in front of them with bewildered faces, an Italian cannon that condensed such a violent heaven and earth true element, and finally just released a ...... Fart?

Looking at the embarrassed expression on Fang Zhongjian's face, everyone wanted to laugh but was not too embarrassed, they all held back a puff sound, and even Lu Tianwei's face flashed with a burst of gloom.

"Impossible, I have personally used the Italian cannon, and the power it exerts is comparable to the peak blow of the Mahayana period, how can it suddenly be unusable?"

"Hmph, Yang Zhen's things, can they be reliable?" Fang Zhongjian's flawless sword in his hand suddenly emitted bursts of cyan light, and said in a deep voice: "Don't talk nonsense, hurry up and kill these two people, we have to rush to the Tianxue Sacred Domain to join Senior Brother Li." ”

Lu Tianwei took a deep breath, shook his head and said, "No, there must be something strange in this, Brother Fang, retreat, let me try the power of the Italian cannon again." ”

As he spoke, unable to speak, Lu Tianwei raised the Italian cannon again.

Tiefuzi stared at Lu Tianwei with disdain, but Luoluo's face changed greatly, and he hurriedly pulled Tiefuzi to dodge.

I said...... Brother, isn't it a bit too much for you to play Ben Saosheng's invention in front of Ben Sao Sheng, and to beat Ben Sao Sheng's little fan sister?"

Yang Zhen slowly stood up, but his eyes kept staring at the flawless sword in Fang Zhongjian's hand.

Feeling the information coming from the Great Missing Sword, Yang Zhen suddenly had an idea, I don't know what interesting things will happen if this Infinite Sword is smelted into the Great Missing Sword?

"Who?" Lu Tianwei's face suddenly became bells and whistles, staring at Yang Zhen who was wearing a hat, obviously listening to the voice a little familiar, and was startled.