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Yuan Yangchun's face was ugly: "The old man came from thousands of miles away, and you are so lazy for some trivial things?"

Yuwen Wanshi is also from the Great Qin family and has his own pride, but he also knows that Yuan Yangchun is too big, and although he said that he is here to ask for help this time, but after all, he represents the Vermilion Bird Alliance, and he is not good, but his voice gradually became colder: "Maybe we are wrong, but is the master also out of grace?"

"Presumptuous!" Yuan Yangchun was furious: "You dare to contradict the old man, have you forgotten that the Thirteen Dynasties of the New World really blocked the attack of the demon clan and sheltered all of you!"

Yuwen Wanshi gritted his teeth and held back his anger: "Master, please come with me, I have already arranged a place for you to live." ”

"I'm not going!" Yuan Yangchun snorted angrily: "Where are they Sun Yuanhai? Let him come to see the old man immediately." ”

Yuwen Wanshi was also on fire, and said with a stiff neck: "I'm afraid not, the young general just came out of the customs and came up with a very outstanding work......

"Sneer-" Yuan Yangchun sneered: "A little guy from the Thirteen Dynasties of the New World, sitting in a well and watching the sky, really thinks that he is a master creator?

The fourth prince's face changed, no matter how unhappy he was that this little bastard kidnapped his daughter, but deep in his heart, he had already decided that Sun Ang was his son-in-law, and if someone said this about his son-in-law, he was going to do it on the spot.

However, Yuan Yangchun suddenly flicked his sleeves: "Hmph, okay, take the old man to have a look, lest you say that the old man does not mention the juniors, and when the old man nods him a few words, he will definitely benefit him for life." ”

Yuwen Wanshi was depressed and almost spit out a mouthful of blood, you old guy is more than a hundred years old, you are an eighth-order creator, my family's young general is only seventeen years old, and he is already a seventh-order, who is more promising at a glance, the more you are a young general, the sooner you are, you are still so arrogant?

But the old man is now a high-level, an eighth-order creator, and if he wants to call you a seventh-order creator, Yuwen Wanshi can't find an excuse to refute it. So he lowered his head and gritted his teeth to lead the way in front.

Yuan Yangchun put his hands behind his back and walked proudly behind with his entourage. The fourth prince thought about it and followed.

Not long after, a huge school field appeared in front of them, it was already night, but there were a large number of warriors around this school field, and in the school field, there was actually a seventh-order Mahayana talisman seal sealing town, and the situation inside could not be seen from the outside.

Yuan Yangchun sneered: "So it's mysterious." ”

Yuwen Wanshi is now the deputy commander of the entire Hejian City, and all the soldiers know him, and when they see their group coming, they immediately salute and let them go.

After they entered the school field, they passed through a faint film of light, and suddenly felt a powerful coercion rushing towards them, and then heard a powerful roar, a huge light rose in the center of the school field, and the aftermath of the explosion followed closely, and the strength of several entourages behind Yuan Yangchun was not good, and they actually took several steps back.

The light of the seventh-order Mahayana talisman seal seal above his head swayed, and he almost couldn't block the aftermath of this explosion.

But there was not a single exclamation from the crowd, for they were all stunned by what was in front of them.

On the school ground, there was a burst of laughter, including Sun Yuanhai, Qin Liben, Gong Yuzang, and Zuo Zhenzong. Almost all of the giants of RiverCity are concentrated here.

And what they were talking about was standing in the middle of the school field, and it was that thing that came out of the earth-shattering blow just now. It took Yuan Yangchun and the others, who had just arrived at the school ground, to come back to their senses for a long time, and someone asked dryly: "What is that?"

And the thing in the schoolyard seemed to notice them, the huge head turned around, and a pair of huge red eyes hidden under the visor, looked at them with contempt.

Several of Yuan Yangchun's entourage were very poor, and they sat on the ground in fright.

Yuan Yangchun couldn't help but tremble in his lips, and pointed at that thing: "This, this, this...... Is this a divine weapon or a fetish?"

He had no way to define it, and in fact Sun Ang had no way to define it.

Yuan Yangchun looked at this thing seriously, it was ten zhang high, and it looked like a full-body armor infinitely enlarged. But unbelievably enough, this thing can move freely, walk and jump like a human, and even perform martial arts!

After all, he was an eighth-order master, and he could see at a glance that this thing was extremely powerful, but he couldn't clearly define whether it was a divine weapon or a divine object. In fact, he also saw the power of the sigil from this work.

The huge armor strode to the edge of the school field, and then stood up with a click, and then the red light in his eyes gradually extinguished, and the huge armor on his chest was lifted with a snort, and Sun Ang jumped out of it.

Yuan Yangchun stammered and asked, "This should be considered an agency person?"

It's not that no one has made a machine man now, in fact, Sun Ang's machine arm is borrowed from the manufacturing drawings of some machine people. But the machine people are not so flexible, and they are not so powerful.

Of course, Sun Ang would not tell him that the inspiration for his work was silicon-based lifeforms, that is, Transformers. It's just that it's not so rebellious now.

Yuwen Wanshi also just saw Sun Ang's work, and then he immediately had confidence, jumped forward, and enthusiastically introduced: "Young General, this is Master Yuan Yangchun, a powerful creator of the eighth order, his old man has promised very generously just now, I want to point you out, don't be polite to him, quickly show your work, and ask the master to point out your mistakes." ”

Sun Ang looked at Yuwen Wanshi, and then he frowned. Looking at the future father-in-law on the side, his face was also pale, and he immediately understood everything.

The six ancient dynasties look down on the thirteen dynasties of the New World.

Sun Ang raised his eyebrows, this kind of performance is not the right opportunity, thank Your Excellency Yuan Yangchun for sending it to the door.

He smiled slightly and said politely: "Okay, just ask the master for some guidance." He didn't wait for Yuan Yangchun to refuse, his figure flashed back into the giant battle armor, the breastplate closed with a click, and with a sizzling sound of Yuan Energy activation, the two huge red eyes under the armor opened again.

Rumble!

The giant armor moved.

It is agile, although this agility is only equivalent to the level of the peak of the life prison realm, but it is far beyond the gods such as the machine man chariot.

Under Sun Ang's manipulation, this product of the combination of a seventh-order divine artifact and a sixth-order rune performed a set of fist techniques like a peer, and it was also a fist technique as high as the fifth order, with complex movements and great power.

Every punch of the huge armor was accompanied by a huge air explosion, and a storm rolled up around it in the entire school field.

The last move, a punch into the sky, the violent power roared, spewing out a ball of blue light from its steel giant fist, condensing into a huge and hideous dragon head, and rushing towards the rune light mask above its head.

Zuo Zhenzong let out a strange cry, raised his hand and released a Mahayana sigil again—this time it was already an eighth-order sigil. He also broke through to the realm of an eighth-order talisman not long ago, but compared to his disciples, he could only be embarrassed.

Boom! That punch unsurprisingly shattered the light shield of the seventh-order rune in the air, but fortunately, the eighth-order rune was ready, and with a gentle force, it slowly dissolved the remaining power.

After the demonstration of the boxing technique, the giant battle armor returned to its position with a click, and saluted the surroundings with a fist, and everyone felt that a strong pressure was coming.

Yuwen Wanshi hated Yuan Chunyang very much, and immediately shouted: "Young General, what other skills do you have in this work, show it to Master Yuan one by one, don't hide it." ”

Yuan Yangchun's face was miserable, and he couldn't find a crack to get into.

Just by boxing, he already understood that this work could not be left with its own beak! it was extremely powerful, and from the level of a seventh-order creator, it was almost impeccable.

Even if he looked at it with the eyes of an eighth-order creator, he couldn't find anything that could be improved for a while. He was already worried that when Sun Ang's demonstration was finished, he would change how he would end the show.

If Qin Liben hadn't been standing on the side, he might still be able to fool around a few words, but Qin Liben was there, so he couldn't get past it......

Sun Ang promised in the giant battle armor: "Okay!"

Then the giant armor was under his control, and it flipped back in a volley, and reached the center of the school field, and in front of him, there was a one-man high stone platform. On the stone platform is a high-level sigil.

Z -

The sigil was activated, casting a beam of light that condensed a huge shield of light in front of it. The shield is intertwined with three colors of light to form a mysterious pattern.

Yuan Yangchun could see that this was an eighth-order rune "shield target", although this kind of rune was an eighth-order, it was the easiest one to make among the eighth-order, because it had only one purpose: to release a light shield with a defense of an eighth-order divine soldier as a target to verify high-level weapons.

Whether it was Zuo Zhenzong or the long-famous eighth-order master Gong Yuzang, they could easily make a large handful of these sigils.

However, although the sigil is not precious, this light shield is the defensive ability of a genuine eighth-order divine weapon, and it is not easy to break it, and even the defensive power of the invincible demon chariot that has recently appeared on the battlefield can only reach this level.

On the shoulders of the giant battle armor, a huge armor piece was flipped up, and a large "pocket" divine soldier rose below. Compared to other large divine soldiers, the size is much smaller, but it is much larger than normal divine soldiers, in short, a person does not want to manipulate.

This divine weapon was a shrunken Xuanlei cannon, but it was only at the level of the seventh order, and as Sun Ang's mind moved, a thunderball shot into the light shield with a bang.

On the shield, the mysterious pattern of the three-color light condensation activated, relying on the world order here, the defense of the light shield was strengthened, and it reached the defensive power that an eighth-order divine soldier should have in an instant.

The thunderball and the shield of light all burst out with incomparably dazzling light in an instant.