The deep mountains and old forests collided with each other, and the trees cut off the waists where they passed, and the vegetation in this area had been severely destroyed, leaving only the bare surface.

"How can you recover your strength? The level gap between us is a bit big, by the way, I'm still a first-grade refiner, do you know what that means?"

Mang Shan laughed wildly, and a bad premonition quickly rose in Duan Wuya's heart, he had ignored another layer of this bandit's identity before.

The refiner is a very special existence on the continent, in short, every refiner must have his own divine weapon, because the refiner profession is originally specialized in refining divine weapons and cultivating divine weapons.

This Mangshan had been lucky enough to get a refining experience on the way to exile before, and it was also bad luck to become a refiner.

Hearing this, Duan Wuya's face was a little strange, and the information of a jade slip quickly drilled into his mind, and four golden characters were clearly printed on it: "Refining Weapon Divine Technique." ”

This thing appeared in his body after waking up from the Divine Gate space, and due to the rush of time, he didn't have time to study it, so it can be understood literally, this is definitely something closely related to the refiner's profession.

Trying to suppress the excitement, he looked up at his opponent again, Mang Shan was still immersed in pride, and slowly raised the tiger head sword in his hand, full of love.

"This knife was forged by my own hands after I became a refiner, when it was first born, it was just an ordinary weapon, and through these years of continuous tempering, it has been transformed into a superb weapon, if it can go further, it can evolve into a real acquired divine weapon. ”

Duan Wuya nodded slightly, a powerful weapon could bring an extremely fierce increase in combat power to the refiner, but he was not afraid.

Divine weapons are divided into innate and acquired classes.

A divine weapon like Duan Wuya, which naturally awakens in the body, belongs to an innate divine weapon, while a divine weapon like Mangshan, which evolves through ordinary weapons, all belong to the day after tomorrow, and there is a gap between the two in terms of power and growth.

Once the Soul Slaying Sword is sacrificed, Duan Wuya has absolute confidence that he will not be defeated, this is the terrifying thing about the innate divine weapon, but unfortunately, his divine weapon is quite strange and cannot be used easily.

"Boy, my patience has run out, so I'll let you taste the true power of the refiner!"

Mang Shan's right palm stretched out, and a strange light cluster had been condensed on it, and then slapped it hard at the big knife: "Source Force Fusion." ”

With the strong drink, the knife body suddenly trembled, and then spontaneously combusted, at this moment Mangshan's momentum actually began to climb, the knife turned into a murder weapon, Mangshan held it with a crazy face: "Give me death!"

The fierce sword rose into the sky, leaving clear traces in the air, and green smoke rose wherever it passed.

Duan Wuya's face suddenly became solemn, his heart was struggling sharply, and in the face of this powerful attack, he seemed to have only one choice left.

After a long time, he finally felt ruthless in his heart, and his finger quickly tapped to the center of his eyebrows, where a strange black light flashed, and some mysterious fluctuation began to wake up rapidly.

Feeling the response of the Battle Spirit Sword, he quietly breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, and then raised his head and grinned at Mangshan, revealing his snow-white teeth.

"A garbage that has not even reached the heavenly gods, and dare to take it out to be embarrassing?"

The corners of Mangshan's mouth twitched, and he was about to shout angrily when he suddenly stopped speaking.

Off the field, I saw Duan Wuya's black hair suddenly windless, and his eyebrows seemed to have a black flame emerging, flying around him.

As soon as the black light appeared, the flames on Mangshan's long knife immediately converged, and a wave of fear came out, and Mangshan's face changed wildly after a short period of misalignment, and he looked at his opponent in shock: "How is it possible? This is a divine weapon suppression?"

Duan Wuya raised his head, and killing intent appeared in his eyes: "Exactly! I forgot to tell you, I am a real innate divine weapon warrior, my divine weapon: Soul Slashing Sword!"

With a gesture of his hand, an object wrapped in a thick black light suddenly caught in his hand, and he couldn't see what it was.

"Uhhh You say it's a sword?"

The next moment, Mang Shan's face became very strange, what appeared in front of him, no matter how he looked at it, it had nothing to do with the sword, he naturally didn't know the otherness of the Battle Soul Sword, but the kind of mysterious fluctuations on it did make him feel weak in his heart.

"Hmph, pretending to be a ghost, I'm not scared!"

Seeing that the attack he had just launched was suppressed by the mysterious object in a blink of an eye, Mang Shan Xin was also heartbroken, and a large mouthful of essence blood was directly sprayed by him towards the big knife, and his face immediately turned a lot paler.

"Bloody food, you have some courage, but it's a pity..."

Duan Wuya's face was sarcastic, the killing intent had already condensed, and in one fell swoop, the black mangs suddenly soared into the sky, and a circle of dark light spread out.

"Streamer Slash!"

"Open the mountain knife!" Mangshan also did not dare to slack off, and shouted loudly through the jungle.

The sword slashed through the air with exaggerated energy and approached Duan Wuya, and a huge streamer sword qi in the other direction spilled out, like an aurora across the sky, the speed was extremely fast, and the breathtaking black light exuded cold killing intent, indescribably weird and domineering.

On the streamer, Mangshan's hairs stood up, and he instinctively sensed a strong threat, and suddenly screamed: "This little ghost's attack... Damn!"

The sword qi in the air quickly slashed the sword, and Mang Shan didn't have time to escape, so he directly raised the big sword and crossed the door of his head, and the gray qi on it churned, forming a thick battle qi shield. He knew very well that if he retreated now, the end would be extremely miserable.

The two energies collided, and there was no sound, and the surrounding trees quickly turned into powder in the aftermath, and a moment later, a ten-meter-diameter crater appeared in the field, leaving only the lonely Mangshan Mountain in the center.

His clothes were shattered into rags, and his sword aura had not yet completely dissipated, attacking his last defenses.

"Jie Ji, even if you can take over my attack of fusing the source power of the refining weapon, there is still a gap between the levels of the two of us, you want to kill me, it's a dream!"

Not far away, Duan Wuyan's aura became extremely disordered, and the aftermath just now also affected him, looking at the proud Mangshan, he also sneered.

"Old ghost, that's not necessarily... How can you imagine the means of the innate divine soldiers?

Hearing this, Mangshan's scalp suddenly went numb, and he saw that the pitch-black sword in front of him was squirming strangely, and then a loud "boom" crossed the sky.

The ferocious energy directly submerged Mangshan, and another terrifying thing about the streamer slash was this hidden second explosive attack, how could Mangshan, who was already at the end of the crossbow, resist it, and immediately begged for mercy.

"No, don't kill me!" the young man had already made up his mind to kill, and let his sharp energy drown his opponent.

When everything was calm, there were no living creatures in the field except for a large area of scorched black soil, and there was a strange black light wriggling on the corpse of Namangshan, and then Duan Wuya saw that a visible red was rapidly flowing into the black light, and it was absorbed by it.

His scalp suddenly tingled: "It seems that this Battle Soul Sword should be used cautiously in the future, in case it can't destroy the opponent, I'm afraid it will suck my flesh and blood." ”

In addition to being frightened, he also felt lucky, now that Mangshan was dead, he finally breathed a sigh of relief, and the Battle Spirit Sword immediately turned into black light and drilled into his body, and a huge feeling of exhaustion finally came, making his eyes blacken.

The body couldn't help but fall towards the cliff behind him, and the simple blow of the streamer just now had drained all the power in his body.

There was a strong wind howling in his ears, and bitterness welled up at the corners of Duan Wuya's mouth, and he could only let his body fall, in his current state, he was afraid that he would fall to pieces this time.

"Am I going to die here? Heart...", he finally lost consciousness and fell into a coma.

Just as he was rapidly falling, a strange golden light suddenly appeared on his body, and the warm energy wrapped him and slowly fell to the bottom of the cliff.

A slightly flirtatious voice sounded: "Hey, this little ghost... It's not insulting the Soul Slashing Sword..."

The sound was fleeting, and the next moment, the valley was calm again.