"Boom!"

At the moment when the colored light curtain collapsed, dozens of majestic energy fluctuations suddenly erupted in the main hall, everyone's eyes became red, and dozens of figures rushed up together, greedily grabbing those heaven-level spiritual weapons in the air.

Fang Ye suppressed the phantom spirit's restless emotions, staring at the field with a slightly reddened gaze without blinking, not rushing to make a move, silently using the Xuan Huang Dao Seal, trying to trigger the realm of the first to care.

He had long taken a fancy to the black magic knife in mid-air, but with the two great martial kings here, he was not sure that he would be able to take the magic sword from the hands of the two great martial kings. Just now, Nie Wentian had already ordered the people of the Deception Mansion to fight for the black magic knife with all their might, and the Tuoba Huang's eyes were also staring at the black magic knife in mid-air without blinking, and the battle for the black magic knife would definitely become the hottest battle in the entire hall!

As soon as the light curtain broke, dozens of figures scrambled to swing the wings behind them and rushed towards the air. As expected, most of the people couldn't hold back the greed in their hearts, abandoned the other spiritual weapons, and rushed towards the black magic knife, while the other three spiritual weapons were much less contested.

Nie Tiancheng, the martial king of Tuoba Huang and the Heavenly Mansion, also swept towards the black magic knife in mid-air, and their faces were full of fierceness, and they looked like they would not give up without an oath.

Fang Ye's eyebrows twitched slightly, and to his surprise, Nie Wentian, the young master of Naba Heavenly Mansion, didn't care about the black magic knife at all, but directly swept towards the pair of green silk gloves that shimmered with a little silver light in mid-air!

This Nie Wentian seems to be reckless, but his mind is very meticulous, letting others fight for the black magic knife, but he himself fights for the green silk glove.

There are not many people competing for the green silk gloves, and Nie Wentian's wishful thinking is good. If you want to take the green silk glove yourself, and then help others fight for the black magic knife, you can kill two birds with one stone, and you can get at least two heaven-level spirit weapons!

There are not many people, and that is also relative to the black magic knife, the person who snatched the green silk glove. There are also six or seven people, and most of them are not weaker than Nie Wentian's cultivation, and it is not so easy for him to take off the green silk gloves.

The golden sharp sword and the blood-soaked mace were also fought by seven or eight people, and the scene was extremely hot.

Fang Ye's gaze swept over several other Heaven Rank Spirit Weapons, his eyes were firmly fixed on the black magic knife, he knew his strength, at most he could only take one Heaven Rank Spirit Weapon.

If you want to grab, grab the most haode!

And. It was still a long knife that was perfect for him! No matter how many people robbed him, he would take the black magic knife!

And right now, the competition there is indeed the hottest place in the entire hall, and he is quietly waiting for the best time to make a move.

"Get out of here!" Tuoba Huang roared angrily, and the golden battle in his hand slashed diagonally, slashing a young strong man who rushed in front of him on the spot, and the young strong man fell down screaming, blood mixed with internal organs flowing and spilling into the air. Stained large swaths of the ground blood-red.

"You get out of here!" Another cold shout came out, and Nie Tiancheng, who was wearing a black power suit, quickly appeared behind Tuoba Huang. A faint golden light flashed on the fist, mixed with a sharp sound of breaking the air, and it slammed down towards Tuoba Wasteland.

A touch of ferocity emerged in Tuoba Huang's eyes, and a large area of Gang Qi defense was quickly condensed behind him.

"Bang!"

Nie Tiancheng's fist slammed into Tuoba Huang's back, as strong as Tuoba Huang's smashed mouth, the corners of his mouth overflowed with a trace of blood, and his whole body approached the black magic knife in mid-air even faster. Reaching out and grabbing the magic knife.

Fang Ye was shocked, his right hand holding the Tiger Spirit Sword tightened slightly, he had been waiting for the opportunity to make a move, but he didn't expect Tuoba Huang to be so fierce, and he wanted to get the black magic knife even if he was injured. The light in his eyes became unusually cold.

"Boss, don't worry, the spirituality in the Heavenly Rank Advanced Spirit Weapon is extremely powerful, and it will definitely resist the external force, and the barbarian can't get it! Even if you want to snatch it, when you hold the handle of the knife, you must secretly control the imprint of the Shending to emerge, otherwise you won't get it at all!" The phantom's voice suddenly sounded in Fang Ye's mind, making Fang Ye breathe a sigh of relief, his eyes staring at the black magic knife in mid-air without blinking, ready to strike at any time.

"Buzz!"

Just when Tuoba Huang's palm touched the handle of the magic knife, a pitch-black force suddenly came out of the knife body, faintly revealing a domineering knife momentum, which shook Tuoba Huang's palm violently, and the black magic knife seemed to be conscious, and dodged to the side autonomously.

The black magic knife can not only resist automatically, but also dodge autonomously, which really shocked Tuoba Huang.

It is worthy of being a heaven-level high-level spiritual weapon, and it still has such a power!

"Brush Brush ......"

Spears, soft whips, broadswords, chains and other weapons all beckoned to Tuoba Huang, and the others took advantage of this opportunity to quickly attack Tuoba Huang, especially the soft whip, which suddenly tied Tuoba Huang's left foot and pulled Tuoba Huang down violently.

Tuoba roared wildly, hurriedly waved the golden battle in his hand, and clinked with the big knife, spear and other weapons dozens of times, but his whole body fell down uncontrollably.

"It's now!" Fang Ye snorted, his eyes staring at the black magic knife in mid-air like blades. The Nine Dragons Breaking Technique in his body was surging endlessly, and his black hair was blown backwards by his powerful momentum, and he had tried dozens of times to be the first to care about it, but he still failed to trigger that mysterious realm, and he kept trying.

At the moment when Fang Ye exited, the impatient phantom who had been waiting for a long time quickly waved its wings behind its back, and a layer of pitch-black magic light flashed on the surface of its body, silently and as fast as lightning, it rushed towards the black magic knife in the sky.

Before everyone could react, Fang Ye had already quickly approached the black magic knife.

"Boy, look for death!" The many strong men below roared angrily, and the many weapons that were originally beckoning towards Tuoba Huang's body were all transferred to Fang Ye's body, and the wind was howling, and the cold light was shining, sealing all the surroundings of Fang Ye.

Whoever dares to snatch the Black Demon Sword, everyone is not inferior to his cultivation. Shooting together at this time made Fang Ye feel a kind of pressure like a mountain. Tuoba Huang was pulled down, and he couldn't pose a threat for the time being, but Nie Tiancheng was powerful, and he didn't know when he had a golden spear in his hand, which stabbed straight into Fang Ye's heart.

Under this super pressure. Fang Ye finally triggered the realm of focusing on the first, and the surrounding scenes came to mind in every detail.

Before his thoughts could turn, his body had already reacted, and there seemed to be five dragon roars in his body, and more than five times the Gang Qi of ordinary people was roaring and circulating in his body, surging into the Tiger Soul Knife in his hand, making a magnificent fiery red emerge from the body of the Tiger Soul Knife.

Fang Ye clenched the Tiger Spirit Knife and slashed out hundreds of swords in an instant, and a sea of fire suddenly appeared around him. Flames bloom everywhere, swords and rays of light are thousands of ways, and the fire shadow is a thousand times.

"Jingle ......"

A series of crisp sounds came out, and Fang Ye indiscriminately stopped everyone's attacks, his arm was slightly sore, and there was a surge of qi and blood in his body.

At this time, Fang Ye reacted, the range attack he had just had. It was the sword light and fire shadow that he had never comprehended! I didn't expect to use it in this situation!

Although Fang Ye temporarily resisted the siege of everyone, he stopped the attacks of so many people at the same time. Even if he exerted five times his strength, he couldn't take it too easy, and a sweet feeling rushed to his throat and was forcibly swallowed by him.

"Bell!"

Suddenly, Nie Tiancheng's golden spear suddenly rushed out from the sea of fire, and before Fang Ye could react, the Tiger Spirit Knife in his hand quickly swept backwards. Unbeknownst to him, the tip of Nie Tiancheng's spear was covered with a sharp metallic rule of energy. The Tiger Spirit Knife only blocked for a moment, and was pierced on the spot by the golden spear!

Fang Ye's thick eyebrows were slanted, and he slapped his palm on the handle of the Tiger Spirit Knife, and the phantom spirit cooperated with him very well, taking advantage of the momentum to rush higher. Come to the side of the Black Magic Knife.

Fang Ye stretched out his right hand as fast as lightning, and when everyone hadn't noticed, that mysterious tripod-shaped mark appeared in the palm of his hand, and he grasped the black magic knife in front of him.

The black magic knife only trembled for a moment, and then it didn't react anymore, didn't resist, and didn't dodge anymore, causing the other people below to have their faces full of shock, and quickly turned into anger.

Fang Ye bit the tip of his tongue violently, and a mouthful of essence blood sprayed towards the black magic knife, quickly submerging into the black magic knife.

"Buzz!"

With the integration of essence and blood, a layer of dark red lines appeared on the surface of the black magic knife, some were shattered hideous beasts, some were headless humans, some were bone mountain magic diagrams piled up by human heads, and so on, it looked extremely bloody, and the entire blade was covered with a layer of black-red death aura.

Fang Ye's gaze looked at the hilt of the knife, and above the skull mountain pattern with a pile of human heads, four large characters were imprinted: "Death Demon Knife!"

When Fang Ye's essence blood merged into the magic knife, he suddenly felt as if there was something more in his mind, this death magic knife was like a part of his body, and it could be turned out at any time with a single thought, which made him extremely happy.

Fang Ye held the Death Demon Knife tightly, feeling the indomitable domineering aura on the knife body, which secretly coincided with his own knife momentum, and with a slight swing, he was able to tear the void with a sneer, and a burst of qi came out of the blade, easily leaving a clear knife mark on a stone pillar next to him.

"Good knife!" Fang Ye blurted out involuntarily, his face was full of a hearty smile, with this Death Demon Knife in his hand, even if he was head-to-head with the powerhouse of the Great Perfection of the Martial Arts, he was not afraid!

The destruction of the Tiger Spirit Knife originally made him feel a little distressed, but now that he had obtained the Death Demon Knife, which was countless times stronger than the Tiger Spirit Knife, the trace of unhappiness in Fang Ye's heart was also swept away.

"Boy, you dare to drop blood to confess to the Lord!" Nie Tiancheng's face was full of implication, and he shouted angrily.

"Kill him, that magic knife will become an ownerless thing again!" Tuoba Huang's eyes were red, he gritted his teeth, and he was full of anger, and the golden war in his hand pointed at Fang Ye.

At this time, the other three spiritual weapons were also taken away, and it was no surprise that the silver green silk gloves were already on Nie Wentian's hands, and the golden sword and the blood-colored mace were also snatched away by the two strong generals of the Great Perfection.

As soon as the two strong men of the Great Perfection of the Great Perfection succeeded, they quickly dripped blood to recognize the master, withdrew their bodies, waved their wings, and flew out of the main hall quickly. Most of them didn't get anything, and a dozen people immediately followed after the two of them.

Nie asked how powerful the heavens were, and no one dared to trouble him, and after getting the gloves, he looked at the black magic knife in Fang Ye's hand with bad intentions.

After a while, Nie Wentian raised his eyebrows slightly, looked at Fang Ye with some uncertainty in his eyes, stretched out his hand to grab Nie Tiancheng, who was about to rush up, and said in a deep voice: "This black magic knife, we won't rob it with you!" Let's go, let's go hunt down the other two!"

Nie Tiancheng looked at Nie Wentian with surprise on his face, then turned his head to look at Fang Ye, with a thoughtful look on his face, nodded, and rushed towards the outside of the main hall, and several people from the Deceptive Mansion quickly followed. (To be continued......)