The best spirit weapon is worth a lot of money, and it is not surprising that such a sword can be sold for twenty or thirty thousand spirit stones.

The price of getting it was only a battle with the three Zhuji disciples.

Wang Xiang couldn't help but be moved.

However, he was a little embarrassed, and smiled awkwardly: "Zhong Feng, this is a bit unpleasant, right? This flying sword is also a little too valuable." ”

"It's okay," Zhong Yuan said, "I already have another flying sword." ”

When he was refining the Guiyuan Sword back then, many people watched from the sidelines and knew that he had refined a magic weapon-level flying sword by himself.

When Wang Xiang heard him say this, he didn't hesitate too much, and said with his sword: "Then I'll sacrifice my ugliness again!"

In his mind, doing so was indeed offering ugliness.

Ling Qinghan encouraged him and said, "Wang Xiang, your contribution sect will remember." ”

In terms of the generations of the sect, Wang Xiang is two generations lower than her, and it is nothing to call her by her name.

When the best spiritual weapon was started, Wang Xiang couldn't use it directly, but spent two hours of sacrifice so that he could use it handily.

Two hours later, he held the Mochizuki Sword in his hand, his eyes shot with essence, he felt that the person and the sword were combined, his momentum rose a lot, and his self-confidence was also stronger, and he said, "You can start!"

The three of them on the side of Ziyuan also set up the three peerless sword formations, and they were ready for the battle.

"Huh", a black light flew up, Wang Xiang sacrificed the Moon Sword, carrying the whirring wind, and rushed towards the three of them.

Zhou Yu and Wang Ruofeng pressed the sword trick again, and the two sword lights met side by side.

But this time it didn't block Wang Xiang's flying sword, and the two sword lights were suppressed and retreated straight back.

Ziyuan was about to attack the enemy, but when he saw this scene, he immediately changed his target, and he also used a flying sword to meet him.

The three sword lights were almost close together, forming a sword rainbow that blocked Wang Xiang's Moon Gaze Sword.

After she joined, she was able to withstand the attack of the Mochizuki Sword.

However, it was only very reluctant to resist, and it seemed very difficult.

Ling Qinghan looked a little disappointed and said, "With this look, it's hard to resist a moment's time." ”

The three of them were already so difficult to resist Wang Xiang's flying sword with all their might, and if Wang Xiang cast another spell, they would not be able to deal with it at all, and they would soon be defeated.

Zhong Yuan smiled: "Yes." ”

As he spoke, Zhou Yu's right hand held Wang Ruofeng's left hand, Ziyuan's left hand held Wang Ruofeng's right hand, and Wang Ruofeng's flying sword withdrew and reached the feet of the three people.

At this time, only the two flying swords of Zhou Yu and Ziyuan were left, and it was said that it should be more difficult to resist the Mochizuki Sword, but these two flying swords suddenly shone brightly, and instead forced the Mochizuki Sword back.

The three of them stood side by side, holding their hands in one place, flying with their swords, and Zhou Yu and Zi Yuan's free hand pressed the sword trick, commanding the two flying swords with great power in the air, and fighting with the Mochizuki sword in one place.

Ling Qinghan was taken aback, and his face turned to Zhong Yuan: "Why did you suddenly increase your power?"

Zhong Yuan explained: "When the Three Absolute Sword Formation is dealing with the strong, there is a set of methods of joint force, which is to gather the mana of the three people into one place, and everyone can use the mana of the three people together, and the power will naturally increase greatly. ”

Ling Qinghan said suspiciously: "Even if the mana of the three people is added together, but they are still three people, and if they use their mana at the same time, it can only be the average of the three of them, right?"

"This is the mystery of this sword formation. Zhong Yuan said with a smile, "With this method of joint force, the three of them can use the combined mana of the three people at the same time, but the consumption of mana is three times faster." ”

"And this method of synergy?"

Ling Qinghan was very difficult to accept, but seeing that the power of Ziyuan and Zhou Yu's flying swords had indeed increased a lot, he had to believe it.

She had already made a decision in her heart - no matter how long these three peerless sword formations could support Wang Xiang's attack, she would promote this set of sword formations in the Flying Immortal Gate.

In front of the two flying swords that suddenly multiplied in power, Wang Xiang's imperial envoy's Mochizuki Sword was already a little unable to resist.

He was secretly shocked in his heart - the three of them had not done their best before, otherwise with such a joint effort, his flying sword with a medium-grade spirit weapon would have been unable to support it for a long time.

Now I changed to a superb flying sword, but I was still suppressed by the opponent's two flying swords and retreated.

Wang Ruofeng Imperial Sword carried three people, converging the mana of the three people, and the speed of the imperial sword flight was much faster.

It almost formed a situation of chasing Wang Xiang again.

Wang Xiang had no choice but to use the wind blade technique to block the enemy while resisting the sword.

In this way, Zi Yuan and Zhou Yu could only resist his flying sword by themselves, and break his spells by themselves.

When Wang Xiang cast the spell, the power of the flying sword weakened, and one person could withstand it.

Suddenly, it became a tie.

Their fight was somewhat intense, and it soon attracted many disciples to watch.

At first, I didn't know what was going on, someone shouted, Ling Qinghan raised his voice and said, "This is them practicing the formation, no need to make a fuss." ”

The movement is a little smaller.

But when they saw clearly that it was Zhong Yuan's three registered disciples and Wang Xiang, the Jindan monk, they were all shocked.

In everyone's minds, the suppression of the great realm is incomprehensible, no matter how many people there are, they can only kneel down when they encounter a monk of the high realm.

Now that three foundation building monks can actually fight with a Jindan monk, this is too unexpected for everyone.

Zhong Xianfeng is really a man who is good at making miracles!

A quarter of an hour passed, and a fierce battle was raging on both sides.

Ling Qinghan could see that Wang Xiang did not leave his hand in any other way except for not leaving the distance of one mile, and he was indeed doing his best.

In this case, fighting is quite telling.

She looked at Zhong Yuan, her eyes were full of color, and said: "Zhong Xianfeng, thank you for contributing this set of sword formations, with this sword formation, our side will definitely win!

Zhong Yuan thought to himself: "I just want to make my cultivation environment a little safer. ”

With a smile: "I am also a member of the Flying Immortal Sect now, and it is only natural for me to contribute to the sect." ”

The battle between the four people in the air became more and more noisy, and there were more and more onlookers, and even some Jindan monks ran out to watch.

Some of them had been invited by Ling Qinghan, so they naturally knew what those four people were doing.

Some people secretly rejoiced in their hearts: "Fortunately, I was smart and didn't promise Elder Ling, otherwise I would be the one who would be embarrassed in front of everyone now—the disciple of Zhong Xian, but is it so easy to deal with?"

It's not just one or two people who have this kind of thought.

Two quarters of an hour later, the two sides were still fighting fiercely.

After three quarters of an hour, it was still evenly matched.

The monks watching below were speechless in shock.

This situation seems too unreasonable.

(Chapter 64 has been lifted)