A sword aura blasted away the two silver-armored guards who rushed up, Xiong Lie exerted all his strength, stepped out of a big pit with both feet, and his body was electrified, turning into a water dragon, and pounced on the Iron Wolf King.

This sword was as fast as lightning and as powerful as thunder, and I faintly saw that four waves of qi followed by the sword qi, and a dull beast roar came out of the air!

A silver-armored guard tried to intercept and was shocked by the sword qi.

The second place was also knocked out.

Third, fourth...... When the seventh silver-armored guard was shocked into the air by the sword qi, the four waves of qi behind the sword qi had already dissipated and became invisible, revealing the true body of this top-grade spirit weapon sword named Dongyue in Xiong Lie's hand!

At this time, there was no one between the Iron Wolf King and Xiong Lie.

Xiong Lie's eyes were shining, and the spiritual energy in his body frantically poured into his arm, and the dissipated sword qi re-condensed, stabbing fiercely into the heart of the Iron Wolf King.

The Iron Wolf King only had the cultivation of the Qi Refining Realm, and in the face of the full force of the Qi Transformation Realm Xiong Lie's blow, there was no way to dodge at all.

But just when Xiong Lie thought that he was about to end this bloody battle soon, a strange smile suddenly appeared in the Iron Wolf King's frightened eyes, and a silver-armored guard standing three meters behind him suddenly disappeared on the spot, and the next moment he arrived in front of the Iron Wolf King, stretched out his green and squeezing right hand, and grabbed Xiong Lie's Dongyue Sword!

Disheveled!

Xiong's fierce body instantly stopped, as if hitting a wall, under his unbelievable gaze, the silver-armored guard who grabbed the Dongyue Sword blasted out with a punch, and the furious and unrivaled strength smashed into his chest like a hammer, and the youngest Qi Transformation Realm master in the Tang Dynasty flew upside down like a broken kite and fell heavily on the ground for more than thirty meters.

Turning over and jumping up, Xiong Lie clutched his suffocating chest in pain and looked at the silver-armored guard who punched him away in horror, and couldn't help but scream when he saw the ugly face of the thin and sallow.

"It's you!"

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The sharpness of the Rat King's blade is comparable to that of a holy weapon, but the fly in the ointment is that this naturally generated holy weapon that has not been tempered by a refiner has no additional abilities other than sharpness.

In other words, it can slice through any metal solid that is inferior to its rank, but that's a different story for armor weapons that are blessed with circle runes.

The cultivation world has its own set of standards for the evaluation and positioning of divine weapons, but many times this set of standards is only a rough estimate, and sometimes it cannot withstand scrutiny.

This is because many weapons can be very different when used in the hands of different people.

A spiritual weapon armor and a holy weapon sword, there is no doubt that a holy weapon with its sharpness is enough to pierce any spiritual weapon-level armor, but what can be pierced, how long it will take to pierce it, and how much strength it will take to pierce it are completely different concepts.

Zhang Qingfeng's Rat King Blade is a genuine holy weapon, and he asked himself that the Seven Kingdoms of the Central Plains did not have an armor that it could not break, but it was only for ordinary armor less than half an inch thick, and when the Rat King Blade met the nearly two-foot-thick trap beast shell that blessed the magic circle, it was a little powerless.

Zhang Qingfeng is not a thousand-year-old rat king, and he does not have the innate strength of his front paws.

When he finally jumped on a trap beast and stabbed the black beetle with all his strength, he knew that his plan had failed.

The carapace of the black beetle was actually made of the hundred refining steel used to refine the medium-grade treasure weapon, and the Rat King blade was only three fingers deep and could no longer enter an inch.

Zhang Qingfeng used both hands, the two rat king blades flew up and down, and even stabbed hundreds of knives in one breath but dug a hole the size of a cup, at this speed, it would take half an hour to break through the carapace and kill the people inside, even if the rat king blade was intact for such a long time, Zhang Qingfeng's aura would definitely not be able to support this high-frequency knife swing.

The carapace could not be broken, Zhang Qingfeng changed his target and stared at the more than ten long knives inserted on both sides.

These long knives don't know how many people have been cut down with the black beetle's movement, and as long as they are cut off, the black beetle will lose half of its lethality.

But these long knives are also forged with hundreds of steel, wide and thick, the blade is easy to say, light and thin as paper, but the thinnest back of the knife is also half a foot thick, to cut off more than ten long knives stained with blood and flesh, the time is by no means less than piercing the carapace, only a few cuts Zhang Qingfeng knew that this second way would not work.

Finally, Zhang Qingfeng's gaze fell on the two sets of flying scythes on the head of the black beetle.

This kind of trap beast is named the flying sickle black beetle, and the power is on the flying sickle that is constantly rotating on the head, but the flying sickle rotates too fast, and the iron pillar below is the thickness of human legs, Zhang Qingfeng uses the Rat King blade to cut it, just like cutting wood with a dagger, and it is unknown how long it can be cut.

The most important thing is that the metal carapace of the black beetle is slippery and does not leave a hand, even if it lies on the ground and does not move, it is difficult for people to stand on it, not to mention that it is still moving quickly, if it were not for Zhang Qingfeng to stabilize his body with the footwork skills of ghost shadow steps, he would have been thrown out a long time ago.

"What should I do?"

Zhang Qingfeng's anxious heart was like fire, and it was at this time that he saw the scene of Xiong Lie being blown away by a punch in the corner of his eyes.

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"It's me! Why, when I see your master, don't you kneel down and salute?"

The yellow-faced silver-armored guard took off his helmet, revealing a bare, shriveled head that looked to be sixty or seventy years old, to say the least.

"Iron Wolf King, I can't imagine that you dare to take in my wanted criminal of the Tang Dynasty! Have you forgotten how the old emperor died?"

Xiong Lie asked sharply, the thin old man who appeared in front of him was too surprising to him.

In terms of seniority, he is the master's fellow brother, and he has to call him uncle.

In terms of identity, he was once the head of the high-ranking and powerful Supervisor of the Tang Dynasty, and his status was comparable to that of a prince.

But it is such a powerful and powerful, it stands to reason that there should be no more dissatisfaction and ambition of the guy actually secretly killed the old emperor who had the grace of knowing him, that is, the father of the Iron Wolf King and the current emperor of the Tang Dynasty, after the incident, the Tang Dynasty issued a first-class wanted warrant, but since the last siege failed five years ago, he has lost his trace, Xiong Lie has always thought that he fled the Central Plains, and he didn't expect to meet here.

Xiong Lie didn't mention that the old emperor Iron Wolf King was not angry, when he thought of his father, who had been indifferent to him since he was a child, his heart was furious, he snorted coldly, and said angrily: "Don't be that damn fool in front of me! I, Iron Wolf King Wen Taowu Luo, what is not as good as the waste on the dragon chair! He actually passed the throne to him? What a sight to behold, and he is innocent of death! Ghost Military Master, kill Xiong Lie for me, let Zhao Tianshi know that you are the number one master of my Tang Dynasty!"

"Chatter, thank you for taking care of the prince in the past five years, with my ghost Xiaoxiao, no one can survive the enemies present today!"

The wizened old man, whose real name was Xiaoxiao, laughed fiercely, and his miserable green claws burst out ten one-foot-long cold rays, pounced on Xiong Lie.