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The Yin soldiers disappeared, and the thunder and lightning in the air seemed to have lost their target, and they actually hovered in the air, like a thunder and lightning dragon hundreds of meters long.

The courtyard of Hengjiang is very large, with a radius of more than 100 meters, and there are many ancient trees in the courtyard.

The thunder and lightning stayed in the air for a moment, and immediately fell violently, smashing at an ancient tree more than ten meters high in the yard, and then the thunder and lightning did not stop, and bombarded several other trees.

The trees were on fire, and flames rose into the sky.

The Hengjiang River is twenty or thirty meters away from the tree, and the sound of beeping flames can still be heard.

On this day, the thunder and fire were extremely strong, and in just a few breaths, the branches had been burned to ashes, burning the ancient trees that were more than ten meters high until only a scorched black trunk remained.

"The power of heaven and earth is so strong! The people of my generation in the Immortal Sect don't know what kind of realm they have to reach in order to cultivate the Immortal Gate Thunder Law to this kind of power. ”

Hengjiang was amazed in his heart, took out a bone chopping knife from the kitchen utensils sent by the royal dragon, and strode towards the burned ancient trees.

These kinds of kitchen utensils are all refined by Yulongsheng.

Even if it is pots and pans, it belongs to the fairy gate.

Although Yokoe is only holding a kitchen bone chopping knife, the sharpness of this knife is no less than that of the world's famous knives.

Click......

He swung his blade and slashed at the charred wood, as if looking for something.

I cut off several tree trunks in a row, but found nothing.

At the last moment, the charcoal on the periphery of the old tree was cut off by Yokoe with a boning knife, revealing the center of the trunk that had not yet been completely burned into charcoal.

The heart of the tree was about four feet long, the arms were familiar, and the periphery was slightly blackened.

What is amazing is that those scorched black lines happen to form a thunder pattern that looks like thunder and lightning.

Hengjiang slashed at the root of the tree, grabbed the heart of the tree in his hand, and was pleasantly surprised.

This kind of wood is already a strange thing in Xianmen, and it has the effect of suppressing evil and warding off evil spirits, and it is hard to find. Several big trees were destroyed by lightning tonight, and it is rare to be able to get a piece of lightning wood.

"Lightning Strike Wood!

An exclamation came from outside the courtyard walls.

Hengjiang's eyes were cold, Huo Ran turned around, and saw a big black bird squatting on the courtyard wall, and on the back of the big bird, there was a person from the fairy gate wearing a cloud-patterned Taoist robe.

When this person saw Hengjiang looking at him, he opened his mouth and asked, "I bought this lightning strike wood in your hand, count you one hundred taels of silver!"

A hundred taels?

Lightning strikes wood is hard to find, and it is a fool's dream to buy it for just a hundred taels of silver.

"Not for sale!"

Hengjiang flicked his sleeves, looked indifferent, and said: "If you are fine, please leave quickly, my mansion will not accept uninvited guests like you." ”

"If you don't sell it, you have to sell it!"

The man rode proudly and said: "You are a mere mortal, it is useless to get a lightning strike, it is better to sell it to me, and it can be regarded as borrowing a good fate from me." In addition to giving you a hundred taels of silver, I will also give you a peach talisman to ward off evil spirits, if you encounter a ghost, just take out the peach talisman, you can turn evil into good fortune. ”

Peach charm?

This kind of thing, for Hengjiang, is not enough.

If it weren't for the fact that the master only allowed the disciples of the Dao to practice one kind of spell, Hengjiang only needed to borrow a secret book about talismans in the master's gate, and the peach talisman to ward off evil spirits was not yet hand-to-hand?

"Mortals?"

Hengjiang's eyes were cold, and he said, "Your Excellency's eyes, can you see that I am a mortal?"

Hearing this, the man's expression changed, he stretched out his hand and patted the blackbird on the head, jumped over, like a big bird, glided into the Hengjiang courtyard, and stood a few meters away from the Hengjiang.

It wasn't until this moment that the man could see clearly, and the aura of heaven and earth around Hengjiang was running around.

"Fellow Daoist is polite, I am a disciple of Dongguan Dojo, and my name is Zhao Wuyi. I'm refining a magic weapon, and I urgently need lightning wood as a material for refining, and I also ask Taoist friends to cut love. ”

Zhao Wuyi took a deep breath, his attitude changed greatly, he smiled, bowed to Hengjiang, and said, "I am willing to exchange other strange things for Daoyou's lightning strike wood, how about it?"

Hengjiang did not relax his dipping, but only asked, "What is it?"

"Mutton fat white jade! Such a big mutton fat white jade!"

Zhao Wuji took out a piece of white jade, about the size of a brick, and scorched in the night.

Hengjiang smiled coldly and said, "This kind of mutton fat white jade can only be made into dozens of jade talismans at best, and its texture can't even be compared to a hundred-year-old peach wood." ”

Zhao Wuyi's expression turned cold, put the white jade into his sleeve, took out a magic sword, and pointed at Hengjiang, "My etiquette has arrived, but Daoyou insists on not changing, then I can only salute first and then soldier." ”

Dongguan Dojo and Xuanming Dojo are both one of the seven major fields in the southeast of the Middle-earth Empire, which can be regarded as a famous sect and the right way of Xianmen.

But if Zhao Wuyi doesn't agree with a word, he will rob it.

Where is this Xianmen disciple, where is the demeanor of a famous and decent family?

Sure enough, where there are people, there are rivers and lakes.

Hengjiang put the lightning strike wood into the Qiankun bag, touched the locust wood token hidden in the sleeve, and flicked his right hand, there was already a flame, gathered into a ball, and swayed out, like a meteor.

This is the fireball technique in the Nine Yao Technique.

"This kind of spell is nothing!"

Zhao Wuji held up a piece of cold ice in his palm, blocking the incoming fireball, and strode towards Hengjiang with a magic sword in his hand, with a bit of disdain in his tone, "Although you have the aura of heaven and earth around your body, but your breath is unstable, I have long speculated that you are a beginner disciple of the Daoist and a disciple of the Immortal Sect who came to seal the Demon Island to practice, and now it seems that you are really a lowly person." With your strength, you can't keep the lightning strike, so it's better to sell it to me, it can be regarded as a disaster, and I will bear this sin for you, okay?"

Yokoe was silent, and another fireball was smashed.

Zhao Wuyi shook his head, the magic sword in his hand waved like lightning, and every time the blade of the sword trembled, there was a handleless blade, separated from the blade, and surrounded him.

After he swung his sword a few times, there were already eight suspended blades around him, levitating around him.

"Hurry!"

As Zhao Wuji pinched out the sword technique, the eight sword blades shot like an electric explosion, slashing towards Hengjiang from all directions.

Unexpectedly, Hengjiang grabbed the big iron pot used to boil the soup during the day, covered it on the top of his head, and then squatted down violently, and the whole person was hidden in the pot.

With a few loud thuds, the blade disintegrated and vanished.

Yokoe held the iron pot and stood up, his eyes blazing with anger.

If this Zhao is not guilty, he just wants to defeat him, and then take his lightning strike wood down.

But this sword blade released by Zhao Wuyi, each of them was aimed at the vital point of Hengjiang, if it wasn't for Hengjiang to dodge in time, I am afraid that it would have been cut into several pieces by the sword blade!

"What kind of magic weapon are you?"

Zhao Wuyi looked shocked, he never thought that a mere iron pot could actually block his Immortal Gate Imperial Sword Technique. How could he know that this iron pot had an extraordinary origin, and it was refined by the personal disciples of the Xuanming Dojo.

"Kill your magic weapon!"

Hengjiang's tone was like ice, carrying an iron pot and holding a bone chopping knife, like a fierce general who rushed into battle and slashed the general, rushing towards Zhao Wuyi.

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