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The black ding, which was still shaking, suddenly stopped moving.

The thin old man floated down and hurriedly said, "Are you dead?"

The middle-aged man was about to speak, and suddenly his face changed, revealing a little shock, only to see the quiet black tripod, suddenly trembling, a moment later, the soil next to the black tripod suddenly protruded, and a figure jumped out from it.

It was Wu Feng.

At this moment, the clothes on his body were full of holes, as if he had been poked by countless swords, and he became tattered.

"Why didn't you die!" The middle-aged man's face changed, and he hurriedly recalled Hei Ding to take a look, only to see that the countless swords hidden in Hei Ding actually broke by themselves, leaving only the half of the hilt.

"Could it be the protective inner armor?" The middle-aged man immediately looked at Wu Feng, but he could directly see the skin inside from the holes in the tattered clothes.

When he thought of something, his pupils shrank, revealing a little shock.

At this moment, a cold light flashed in Wu Feng's eyes, and he controlled the flying sword to slash head-on, and the aura in his body was injected into the flying sword, and a prohibition on this flying sword was immediately activated.

Airplanes~

The sword body roared softly, and suddenly, from the sword body, a trace of thunder and lightning appeared, carrying infinite power, and slashed towards the middle-aged man.

The middle-aged man's face changed, and he hurriedly sacrificed the black tripod to resist.

Bang!

The flying sword slashed on the black tripod, and the thunder and lightning of the sword body were directly directed into the black tripod. The middle-aged man's body shook, spit out a mouthful of blood, and hurriedly recalled Hei Ding.

The moment the flying sword touched Hei Ding, he felt that his divine thoughts were involved in a stream of thunder and lightning, and there was a feeling of being crushed.

That's when --

Sou!

A tiny flying needle burst from behind the middle-aged man like a poisonous snake and stabbed straight into the back of his neck.

The middle-aged man was dealing with the flying sword, and suddenly his face changed, and a layer of silver-white qi suddenly bulged out on his body, enveloping his whole body.

The flying needle slammed into the silver wave of air, and immediately melted like molten iron.

Wu Feng sighed in his heart, this ordinary mortal iron against the innate powerhouse, it really still can't work, the ordinary innate powerhouse is shrouded in divine thoughts, as soon as the flying needle gets closer, it will immediately be noticed, and it will arouse the aura in the body to resist.

Even some extremely hard metals such as 10,000-year-old cold iron can be easily resisted, let alone ordinary mortal iron.

"In the future, if you have the opportunity, you can find some treasures and refine a set of magic weapons, flying needles. Wu Feng had such a thought in his heart, and he immediately suppressed his thoughts and focused on dealing with the two people in front of him.

"Blood Elder, this person's ** is extremely strong, almost comparable to diamonds, only magic weapons can be killed, let's work together!" The middle-aged man vacated the gap and immediately said to the thin old man.

The thin old man was taken aback and said, "**Comparable to diamonds?, how is it possible, is he the disciple of that old monster?"

The middle-aged man nodded solemnly, and he had already guessed the sword hidden in the black ding just now, without stabbing Wu Feng to death.

"I'm going to use that trick, you're ready. The middle-aged man said in a deep voice.

The thin old man's expression moved, and he immediately nodded.

The middle-aged man immediately shouted, sacrificed the black tripod, enveloped Wu Feng again, and locked him in the black tripod.

Wu Feng frowned, although this black tripod could envelop him, but as long as he cast the earth escape, he could escape lightly, which was not a powerful magic weapon.

However, it is already very rare for a general innate strong person to have a magic weapon.

When the black tripod landed, Wu Feng immediately cast a soil escape, preparing to escape from the black tripod, at this moment, a large amount of black suddenly burst out of the soil under his feet, wrapped around the soles of his feet, and spread along his thighs to his body.

This black general completely blocked the bottom of the ding, and did not let him go out at all.

Wu Feng did not hesitate to urge the silver flying sword to slash away. This flying sword was unusually sharp, and it cut off the black with a light yì, however, the black kept pouring in like a fountain, and the black tripod was crowded all at once.

"You want to squeeze me to death?" Wu Feng's eyes narrowed slightly.

At this moment, all the black suddenly rolled up, and it became as hard as a needle, and it stabbed towards Wu Feng's body, and it pierced into the skin lightly.

Wu Feng's pupils shrank suddenly.

Outside the black ding.

The thin old man held the dust whisk in his hand, and the black silk on the dust jumped into the soil at his feet, and under the guidance of divine thoughts, he jumped into the top body.

"Hehe, if you use this trick, even if you are a mid-congenital powerhouse, you can't be spared. The thin old man said with a hint of cruelty on his face.

The middle-aged man smiled slightly and said, "Of course, the status given to the two of us by the sect is much higher than that of ordinary elders. ”

"Even if this kid's body is like a diamond, he will be pierced by my thousand-year-old black spider silk!" the thin old man smiled grimly.

Then the next moment, his expression suddenly froze, and he saw the black silk that jumped into the soil at his feet, and suddenly burned, and the purple flame burned down the black silk to the dust in his hand.

"Ziyang Heavenly Fire!" The thin old man screamed like a ghost, and immediately threw away the dust in his hand, and in an instant, the dust was wrapped in purple flames and burned into ashes.

At the same time, in the soil in front of the black ding, a figure jumped out and galloped towards the thin old man.

"Not good!" The middle-aged man's face changed, and he hurriedly harnessed the black ding to defend himself, wanting to envelop the thin old man.

However, at this moment, Wu Feng turned around, his fingertips flashed with silver light, and the flying sword rushed towards the middle-aged man like lightning.

This flying sword is small and exquisite, fast as lightning, and the bulky black tripod has not been recalled, and the flying sword has already galloped over!

The middle-aged man's pupils widened.

On his throat, a streak of red blood appeared.

Wu Feng sneered, and continued to chase after the thin old man with the flying sword. This thin old man saw the middle-aged man die, and he was so frightened that his soul flew away, and the innate strong man who had no magic weapon could only suppress the acquired strong, and in the face of the strong man of the same level with a magic weapon, it was almost a dead end, and there was no room for fighting back!

He ran wildly.

But the magic weapon is faster!

With a flash of silver light, a huge head fell directly.

Seeing the two innate powerhouses being killed by himself, Wu Feng was not happy in his heart, at the last moment when he was locked up by Hei Ding just now, if it wasn't for the flame of the purple feather finch to burn the black silk completely, I am afraid that he would be dead at this moment!

The magic weapon cooperation of these two people is almost seamless, even if they are strong in the middle of the congenital stage, or even in the late congenital stage, they may die directly if they are caught off guard!

As for being able to kill a middle-aged man lightly, it was mainly because his magic weapon was a flying sword!

The degree of the flying sword is far greater than that of the black ding, so it can be killed with one hit, which is why most people like to refine the magic weapon into a flying sword, because it is so light and fast!

However, the magic weapons of these people were obviously not refined by themselves, and as far as Wu Feng knew, among the six major sects and demon paths, there was no one who could refine the magic weapons.

It is said that more than 300 years ago, there was a refining wizard who was able to refine some magic weapons, but after his death, no one learned it.

Therefore, most of the magic weapons in the hands of these people are inherited or obtained by chance, and whether they are the type they like or not are two different things.