Chapter 137 = This is Diwei!

"Master of the house, look at the weapon in that son's hand!!"

Just as Fang Shiyu was about to make a move, the old man of a plate suddenly pointed to the weapon in Leng Feng's hand and said in a deep voice.

"God, what kind of breath is that? What kind of artifact is the weapon in that hand?"

At this time, Fang Shiyu also noticed the Fang Tian Painting Halberd in Leng Feng's hand. A pair of eyes full of coercion couldn't help but reflect a stream of fine light.

"This is Diwei!!"

When Fang Shiyu repeatedly observed the weapon in Leng Feng's hand for a moment, he discovered an extremely incredible fact. The weapon in Leng Feng's hand was actually exuding imperial might!

The Holy Emperor's exclusive weapon! Oh my God! That's a divine material!

Fang Shiyu finally knew what the weapon in Leng Feng's hand was, it was the imperial weapon forged from the divine material used by the Ancient Holy Emperor!

The emperor's weapon, that son actually holds the emperor's weapon in his hand, although the emperor's weapon is only a prototype, but once it is warmed. That would be a murder weapon that would destroy the world!

Just when Fang Shiyu was amazed by Leng Feng's weapon, the second battleship had been bombarded again by the Fang Tian Painting Halberd in Leng Feng's hand, and there was no scum left!

"I know, just now, Elder Fang's body was suddenly pierced by a ray of light, and he exploded and died, presumably he was killed by the weapon in the young man's hand!"

Kill!!

At this time, Leng Feng was like a demon, one person and one halberd were like no man's land among the many warships, and he killed one with three in and three out. Let the children of the Fang family suffer heavy losses!

"Get out of the way, let me meet this thief!"

At this moment, an old man in a black robe suddenly jumped out of the battleship, holding a mountain-opening broadsword, pointing directly at Leng Feng, who was bombarding everywhere in front of him.

"Elder Mingyun quickly capture that thief!"

If someone else came out to ask for a fight, Fang Shiyu might have stopped it, but when he saw the big knife in the old man's hand, his heart was immediately relieved.

Fang Mingyun was one of the few powerhouses in his clan in the Divine Condensation Realm, although he was only able to reach the early stage of Condensation, the big sword in his hand had already brewed a divine thought. It has reached the unity of man and sword.

"Hmph, even if you have the Divine Material Emperor Weapon in your hand, even if you are a little dragon now, then I will crush you!"

Fang Shiyu looked at Leng Feng, who was fighting everywhere, and said with a sneer.

"Elder Mingyun, please do it quickly. Fang Shiyu said again.

"Don't worry, the head of the family is just a hairbarb. I'll go back as soon as I go," Fang Mingyun said confidently as he looked at Fang Shiyu.

"Haha, old horseman, be careful to blow through the cowhide and collapse your face of cow!"

After Leng Feng once again split a Fang family disciple who was trying to sneak attack him into a pulp, he looked at Fang Mingyun behind him and said disdainfully.

Fang Tian's halberd was like a fish entering the sea, and everywhere it went, the void exploded. The Fang Tian Painting Halberd, which had been cleansed by Dao Qi, had finally awakened like an ancient giant beast!

Leng Feng, who was dressed without sleeves, stood proudly between heaven and earth like a god, and the halberd in his hand rang loudly. The eyes that pierced the sky were like beasts, staring at Fang Mingyun, who had come to him at this time.

"How could this son's eyes be so cold, like a beast, it must be caused by too much evil energy. ”

Although Fang Mingyun was confident in his own strength, he couldn't help but feel a fur in his heart when he looked at Leng Feng, that feeling was like standing naked in front of the other party's eyes, and there was no secret at all.

War!

didn't wait for Fang Mingyun to make a move. Leng Feng took the lead, and with a wave of his big hand, the Fang Tian Painting Halberd in his hand came out of his hand and rushed straight towards Fang Mingyun in front of him, the speed was staggering!

Fang Tian's painting halberd was full of momentum, and the supreme noble temperament that came from the divine expectation was looking up at his life like the rebirth of the Holy Emperor at this time, and the crescent blade was surrounded by streams of chaotic qi. The murderous aura is coming straight in!

"Yes, this is definitely the breath of the emperor's weapon, that prestige, even if the holy weapon is alive, it will definitely not exude this kind of coercion, where did this young man get the prototype of the divine material, and what is the strange weapon in his hand?"

Fang Shiyu looked excitedly at the Fang Tian Painting Halberd that was already about to rush to Fang Mingyun's side. That's an imperial weapon, if you can get it, then your combat power will probably increase more than ten times directly!

From ancient times to the present, in the 500,000 years recorded by mankind, only four Holy Emperors have been alive, and each of them has an imperial weapon in his hand!

One is the Mixed Ming Sword left by the Holy Emperor of Ming, and now it is in the Fusheng Cave Heaven, and the Fusheng Cave Heaven has also jumped from a small sect tens of thousands of years ago to the most powerful sect in the Yangon continent now!

As soon as the holy sword came out, who would fight! On that day, in order to obtain the supreme treasure in the ruins, the Xuanshen Demon Clan actually brought the supreme divine artifact of the Demon Clan-Phoenix Shield, but even so. As soon as the Holy Sword came out, the Xuanshen Demon Clan hadn't obediently returned to Xuanshen's hometown.

This is the coercion of the imperial soldiers!

The other has been guarding the hand, and the weapon is said to be a scepter, but no one has ever seen it.

"Emperor soldiers! haha, if I get that emperor soldier, this Yangon, what eldest grandson family, what Ouyang family, don't let me dispatch!"

Fang Shiyu was completely immersed in the fantasy of the future at this time, as if he had forgotten the fierce battle that was taking place in front of him!

"The head of the house. Head of house. What's wrong with you,. ”

An old man on the side looked at the always steady head of the family who looked at Leng Feng in front of him with an extremely hot eye, and couldn't help but ask suspiciously.

"Nothing. The sooner the better, if the old guy from the eldest grandson family comes back again, then we won't have much chance. ”

Fang Shiyu realized that he had lost his mind at this time, and immediately returned to normal after hearing the reminder. But in Fang Shiyu's heart at this time, he had already regarded Leng Feng completely as a dead man.

Although there are very few monks in Yangon who have gone out of their ordinary cultivation to make a move, but in order to get the Shenwu Emperor soldier, what if he makes a move today, how many people in this world dare to speak?

While Fang Shiyu was pondering, the battle in front of him had already come to an end, and he saw Fang Mingyun in front of him constantly waving the big knife in his hand to slash Leng Feng, but every time he was cleverly dodged by Leng Feng.

What made Fang Mingyun jealous the most was the strange-looking Fang Tian Painting Halberd in Leng Feng's hand, the coercion from the soul. It's too powerful, and the big knife in his hand today is like a mouse meeting a cat, and every time he sacrifices it, the big knife can't exert its original power.

Not to mention the divine thoughts in the big sword.

"Old Piff. I think that's all you have to do, and I think we can finish it. Leng Feng didn't have time to play with the old man in front of him now. Right now, time is precious.

"Hmph, you junior, I don't know where to get that strange weapon, if it weren't for the weapon in your hand, I'm afraid you would have returned to the West Heaven a long time ago!"

Fang Mingyun said loudly unwillingly, his big sword was trembling in his hand, just a weapon, he would have been defeated, I am afraid that if it was not for his own hand. I'm afraid the big knife has already escaped from his hands!

"Hmph! No, no, what reason do you have, you said that it was the weapon in my hand that made you unable to win, right, okay! Today, I will let you die to understand!"

Just when everyone was wondering what move Leng Feng would make next, Leng Feng actually made a move that made everyone's jaws drop!

I saw Leng Feng gently wave the Fang Tian Painting Halberd in his hand a few times, and then put the Fang Tian Painting Halberd back into his dantian under the gaze of everyone!

"Brother Feng, are you crazy!"

"Brother Feng, don't!"

Seeing that Leng Feng had made such a crazy move, he couldn't help but shout anxiously, a monk, throw away the weapon in his hand, doesn't that mean that he stretches his neck for people to cut off? ?

"Hey, hey, kid, you brought it on yourself, since you insist on seeking death, then don't blame someone on our side for being unkind!"

Fang Mingyun didn't expect Leng Feng to really put down the weapon in his hand, and he couldn't help but feel ecstatic in his heart. He is a cultivator of the Condensation Realm, although he has only just entered this mysterious realm, but he still has confidence in dealing with a monk in the late stage of Qi transformation.

"Hmph, do you think that if you have a high realm, you will definitely be able to win? I will let you understand today!"

"A strong man will always be a strong man! A weapon is never a reason to fail!"

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