553 pit an artifact?

No matter how good the alchemy is, you must have the opportunity to use it, take Qu Fengting as an example, although he has an alchemy weapon that can resist the wind, but in the face of a top master like Xia Youchen, he still can't use it, and he doesn't even have a chance to escape.

Comparatively speaking, absolute defense is much more useful.

And Mu Hanyan's most scruples now are the unknown enemy hiding in the shadows, no one knows, when will another black-clothed assassin with amazing strength appear, if there is such an artifact, there will undoubtedly be one more chance to live.

"Okay, that's it. Mu Hanyan said without hesitation.

"Wait a minute, I'll get it for you. Pang Dezong said.

"Such an important artifact, you didn't carry it with you?" Mu Hanyan glanced at Pang Dezong strangely.

"You'll understand in a moment. Pang Dezong didn't explain too much, and turned around and walked out of the tent.

Zhao Sining glanced at Pang Dezong suspiciously, and followed out suspiciously.

"Uncle Shi, do you really want to give him Cangxuanyun Veil, that is the brainchild of the old man's life. As soon as he got out of the tent, Zhao Sining said to Pang Dezong anxiously.

He had also heard of this Cangxuan Cloud Veil, but it was a pity that Pang Dezong was very strict with him, so he only heard of his name and did not see the real thing, and when he thought of letting Mu Hanyan take such a big advantage, he was naturally unwilling.

"What about giving it to him? Do you think that anyone is qualified to use the Cangxuan Cloud Yarn? This Cangxuan Cloud Yarn refined by your master is actually incomplete, and can only be used reluctantly with the help of strength, even if it is the strength of the Sword Saint of the master, it is extremely difficult to use, do you think Mu Hanyan can really use it? If he cultivates honestly, he will use it again when he has the strength, and if his strength is not enough, he will use it rashly, maybe his life will be in danger. Pang Dezong said with a sneer.

It's been so many years, it's the first time he's been tossed around by the nose, how could he swallow this breath and hand over the Cangxuanyun yarn to Mu Hanyan, in fact, he didn't have any good intentions.

"So that's the case, or the master is thoughtful. Zhao Sining suddenly realized. The corners of his mouth also wiped a sneer, compared to Pang Dezong, he hoped that Mu Hanyan would die.

Mu Hanyan didn't wait long, and in less than half a moment, Pang Dezong returned to the tent with a box made of fine iron.

Only then did Mu Hanyan know why he didn't collect it with him, the iron box was more than half a person high, and if it was someone else, it would be too hard to carry it on his back.

Although with Pang Dezong's strength, it is easy to lift, but it is not a big thing for a dignified holy sword master to carry a big iron box around all day long.

Looking closely, the box was obviously a few years old, and the dark surface was somewhat worn, revealing the dark gold and silver color inside, and it was also carved with strange patterns and mysterious characters, not to mention what it contained, perhaps it was made of alchemy.

Mu Hanyan guessed correctly, and came to the front of Mu Hanyan with a big iron box, Pang Dezong didn't say much nonsense, and directly played a series of hand duels.

The patterns and words of the box flashed brilliantly, "click", the box opened, and there was actually a box inside, and the refining was more exquisite, and the patterns and words on it were more dense and complex.

Pang Dezong exhaled, took a short break, and fought again.

It can be seen that these hands are extremely laborious, and even Pang Dezong's forehead has a thin layer of sweat.