Chapter 270: Burial Sword

"Liang Wei, kill the scum of Xuanmen. ”

"Ling Haifeng, one move flattened that guy who was as black as a piece of dung. ”

The audience shouted at the moment when Liang Wei made a move, and on the Xuanmen side, under the signal of Chen Jidong and others, they quickly became foul.

Liang Wei completely ignored the noisy noise below, and when he started the handsome fight, the wildness in his heart exploded, and from today onwards, he stepped on the Xuanmen.

Ling Haifeng and Liang Wei didn't have too many white scenes, and as soon as they came on stage, they worked together in a hurry.

Bang!

The two fists collided, and each took a step back.

Ling Haifeng has not yet turned into a dragon, so even if he is practicing physical arts, he will not have half an advantage when facing a master like Liang Wei.

"Kill!"

After Liang Wei took a step back, his hands flipped over, and a blue-black battle axe appeared, the battle axe was about a meter long, glowing with a terrifying glow, and the step was full impact.

Just now in Keyunju, the two had a short fight, but that moment of fighting made Liang Wei judge that Ling Haifeng's strength was very strong, and the arm of the dragon gave him a feeling of palpitations.

It is very unwise to fight hard with a person who is stronger than himself, and if a person is strong, his speed will be a little slow, so he chose to use his speed to control the frequency of battle.

Rustling......

Ling Haifeng raised his eyebrows, and quickly took a few steps back when the opponent's big axe swung in, and at some point, a rusty iron sword appeared in his hand.

This iron sword has been with Ling Haifeng for a long time, and it is still fighting from the battle of the Spirit Seal to the present, but this iron sword is obviously not the opponent of the big axe.

"Bell!"

With just a crisp sound, some faint cracks appeared in the iron sword.

In this regard, Ling Haifeng didn't care at all, this sword, after following him for so long, it should rest in peace, a sword, to withdraw from the stage of history, the last way is not to collect it, but to break it on the battlefield.

This was the fate of this sword, as it could no longer keep up with Ling Haifeng's pace.

Liang Wei didn't know that Ling Haifeng was already planning to bury the sword, after he saw that the other party's weapon was cracked by himself, the disdain in his heart was even worse, the turtle was the turtle, even the sword, it was also such a garbage sword, compared to the "strange sand axe" in his hand, the iron sword couldn't even be called a weapon.

This is also the reason why they look down on Sanxiu or Xuanmen so much, Sanxiu is a group of poor people, who want resources but no resources, want power but no power, and what rights do they want, what kind of cattle do they pretend to be.

Therefore, when there was a crack in the iron sword, Liang Wei was full of energy, to smash the opponent's weapon in the shortest possible time, and then use his strange sand axe to chop the opponent into slag.

Liang Wei doesn't care about killing people even if he loses, as long as he kills these people, Xuanmen, is he still qualified to win?

Boom! Boom!

The speed at which the strange sand axe was swung down was very fast, and with the blessing of the axe, even Ling Haifeng, who was strong enough to rise, was forced to retreat to a corner.

"Casual cultivation is casual cultivation, so you should stay in your position and don't think about over-ordering. With another swing of the axe, Liang Wei's black clothes were windless, and this time, Ling Haifeng had already been split into a corner, and the surface of the doutai was also cracked.

"Which force was not formed by casual cultivation, I really don't know what kind of brain you have. Ling Haifeng snorted coldly, this question is like people in the city looking down on migrant workers, in fact, whose ancestors are not farmers, this kind of contempt is sometimes very nonsense, but it is real.

Therefore, there are contradictions, there are disputes.

Liang Wei can become the helmsman of Wenyuan Hall, and he can even be called the number one master of Jiugongque in the junior area, and his strength is naturally very strong.

The strange sand axe is a medium-grade spiritual weapon, and Liang Wei has been able to activate sixty percent of the power of the strange sand axe, and every time he swings it, it has at least the power of five tigers.

Ling Haifeng is known for his strength, even if the other party has the power of the Five Tigers in every stroke, or even higher, he does not flinch, and every blow is hard.

"Yo, there are two more hits, but how many times can your broken sword withstand it?" Liang Wei sneered twice, the battle axe in his hand flew over, and each blow was deadly, wanting to smash the opponent's weapon like a burning stick.

The two competed, and if one side had no weapons, the advantage occupied by the other side would still be great.

Clang!

The battle axe slashed at the iron sword again, but this time, the iron sword in Ling Haifeng's hand clicked, and the crack became even bigger.

Xue Sanqian looked at all this coldly, Liang Wei was a first-class good player in terms of speed and strength, even if he was on top, he didn't dare to say that he could win, and a group of turtles in Xuanmen also wanted to turn over, and it hadn't been long since he fought, and the weapon was about to be scrapped.

"The master of Xuanmen is nothing more than that. The calf squinted and looked at the stage, looking disinterested.

"Lord Jiugong Wang is too worried, a small Xuanmen, how can it be so troublesome, just kill it, you can flatten it, and you can waste so much effort. Ma Shangfeng raised his eyes, full of disdain.

The speed of Ling Haifeng and Liang Wei was very fast, and every time they collided, it was like a landslide and the ground cracked, and everyone was very close to each other, and they could feel that kind of unparalleled power.

According to the current situation, Liang Wei still has the advantage.

At this time, Wang Huan and the others had already returned to the camp where Xuanmen was located, and everyone looked at the stage nervously.

"Brother Haifeng, how can he be pressed and beaten. Chen Jidong looked at the doutai with some puzzlement, it stands to reason that with Ling Haifeng's strength, he should not be suppressed.

"Yes, how do I feel that Brother Haifeng is so weak today?" another member of the Xuanmen also felt strange.

Ling Haifeng is in the Xuanmen, he is known as the first general, and the shot is called a fast and accurate, those who dare to come to the Xuanmen to make trouble will almost be thrown out by Ling Haifeng, how can such a domineering man be pressed and beaten by a person with similar strength to him.

Hearing these doubts from everyone, Zheng Shu laughed and said, "When the sword is broken, it's fine." ”

"Why?" this time, it was Yu Meitang's turn to ask.

"Haifeng, this is going to bury the sword. ”

As soon as the words fell, on the field, the strange sand axe in Liang Wei's hand swung violently, and then there was a "snap", and the entire field was shattered with iron.

Wow......

"See, Xuanmen turtles, this is the gap, your people have even broken their weapons, what else to fight. ”

"Like, wait for death. ”

The sound of the people of Wenyuan Hall scolding came, but they found that this time, the people of the Xuanmen were extremely quiet, as if all this had nothing to do with them.

"Cut, pretend you didn't hear, you said you are turtles, and what kind of BB are you pretending. Another voice came.

Wang Huan frowned, looked at those unpopular little minions scolding beside him, and then looked up at the field.

"Ling Haifeng, your weapon is useless, what are you going to do to fight me. Liang Wei stared at the broken iron on the field and squinted.

At that moment just now, it was very ferocious, and it directly split the iron sword that had followed Ling Haifeng for N years into pieces.

Ling Haifeng's iron sword is also a spiritual weapon, but it is a very low-end spiritual weapon, so this weapon can no longer keep up with the pace of history.

The other party's previous axe was very fierce, although the iron sword was a low-end spiritual weapon, but the spiritual weapon was a spiritual weapon, even if it was a low-end one, it could evenly distribute the force to the entire weapon, so, at that moment, the weapon cracked like a spider's web, and then shattered to the ground.

Looking at the broken iron all over the ground, Ling Haifeng's expression was not sad or happy, he just twisted his neck and said, "The warm-up game is over, and now, our game has officially begun." ”

After speaking, Ling Haifeng's left hand claw had already attached a layer of scales at some point, and the nails had grown a lot, turning into a dragon-like claw.

The expression on Liang Wei's face was even more disdainful, his weapons were broken, and he said to Lao Tzu that it was just the beginning, do you think you will be afraid if you pretend to be B Lao Tzu, I am not scared.

Ling Haifeng exerted force under his feet, like an arrow from Lixuan, and rushed directly towards Liang Wei.

It's fast, but in Liang Wei's eyes, it's average.

"With the blessing of the blood sun, I cleaved him. Liang Wei let out a loud cry in his mouth, his body was suddenly raised, the big axe was still on the ground one moment, and the next moment it had already appeared on Ling Haifeng's neck. Where the blade of the axe, a touch of Yin red appeared, this Yin red, it is the essence of this axe, Ling Haifeng, who has no weapon, what will he do to take this trick of his own?

Liang Wei had a sneer on the corner of his mouth, the qi around him had been completely locked by him, Ling Haifeng rushed so fast that he couldn't dodge it at all, and with his flesh and blood, what could he use to take this axe of his own?

Liang Wei had already felt that miserable picture, Ling Haifeng was going to break at least one hand at this moment, but he didn't know that the other party would break that one.

"Boom!"

The strange sand axe slashed through an arc very handsomely and slashed out fiercely, and Liang Wei also saw that Ling Haifeng's left hand was raised, and the left hand was grabbed on the big axe like that.

The picture stopped, and the fierce axe was actually grabbed by Ling Haifeng with his left hand.

How is it possible? A man's hand can block such a fierce axe, and moreover, he can also catch the big axe.

Everyone couldn't react for a while, but that claw kept enlarging in everyone's eyes. It wasn't a human hand, it was a monstrous claw.

"It's just a warm-up game, you, count the oldest. Ling Haifeng's left hand slammed into the sand axe.

Suddenly, a powerful qi followed the axe and entered Liang Wei's arm.

The tiger's mouth shook, Liang Wei actually clanged and dropped his weapon to the ground.

This time, the scene was in an uproar again, and the people of Wenyuan Hall who were shouting before were full of disbelief, while the people of Xuanmen had smug smiles on their faces.