"Who the hell are you?" Forcibly enduring the continuous bursts of sharp pain from the wound, Qingchengzi's face finally showed a cautious and vigilant look, and the corners of his mouth were twitching up and down involuntarily because his arm was suddenly cut off.

Qingchengzi, he thought that he had already entered the holy realm for the first time, but no matter how he looked at the strength of the two people opposite him, he only had the level of a master, why could two master-level people take away the books in his hand in a short moment just now? And he didn't know that his right hand would be completely cut off without him noticing, until he saw the bloody arm in the distance, Qingchengzi suddenly realized. If the pain in his body is still something that Qingchengzi can bear, then the sudden attack of the two people on the opposite side just now has already caused great damage to his soul.

"Big brother, let's go, anyway, the things are already in hand, so there is no need to delay here any longer!"

"Yes. ”

Seeing that the two of them in the distance didn't listen to his words at all, Qing Chengzi's heart suddenly became nameless, and his arm was broken, although he still hasn't seen the slightest clue from this nameless ancient scroll, but this wordless ancient book has accompanied him for tens of thousands of years. In Qingchengzi's heart, this book has long become a part of his life, and if his arm is broken, it can no longer grow, but this book was robbed, but he can still take it back. Now that the two people in front of him were ignoring their existence, he could no longer hold back the anger in his chest, and with the sharp pain in his arm, he suddenly shouted at the two enemies who had turned around and wanted to leave, and said, "Stand still !!"

This loud shout was full of breath, the voice was loud, and it was like a thunder in the ears of the two brothers, and the ears of the two people were faintly painful, and there were temporary symptoms of tinnitus.

"What's wrong?" The short-haired man with a relatively short temper turned his head and looked at Qingchengzi viciously, and asked in a cold tone.

"Give me back the books you have in your hands!"

"Cut. The short young man laughed angrily at Qingchengzi's words, he pointed to Qingchengzi's right arm that no longer existed, and then pointed to the broken arm he had just discarded, and teased: "You don't want to rob it, do you?"

"Yes and what!" Qing Chengzi looked at the short man with a firm gaze, but in his heart he had already detected the approximate strength of the other party, and said secretly: You are just a master-level fighter, not my opponent at all, but the long hair with the silver sword in his hand, and his strength is only up to the master of swordsmanship, but just now he was able to cut off my arm without me noticing, and he also took the opportunity to snatch the nameless ancient scroll, is it the relationship of the silver sword?

"Yo! Okay then! Since you're going to rob it, you have the ability, so come on. Let your uncle clean up after you, and pay for your other arm!"

The short young man's words didn't reach Qingchengzi's ears at all, and Qingchengzi was staring intently at the silver sword on the waist of the long-haired man who had just turned around. He stared at it for half a minute, Qingchengzi's heart suddenly froze, his heartbeat seemed to stop instantly, he looked at the more familiar silver sword with a surprised face, and was secretly shocked in his heart: This ...... Could it be that this is the Mithril Holy Sword personally refined by the Sword Master in the Ottoman Empire's Sword Academy? If it weren't for the Holy Sword, how could he, a person with only the strength of a sword master, be able to hurt me!

The holy sword is a kind of holy weapon, and the holy weapon is a particularly precious weapon in the Lanfa continent, which is a holy attribute weapon that can only be refined by all kinds of super strong people who have reached the peak of the holy domain, and the materials for refining the holy weapon are not good or bad, gold, silver, copper and iron can all be trained in the hands of the holy domain powerhouse into a holy weapon that can kill the holy domain level master, but to master the use of the holy weapon, you must have a master-level strength second only to the holy domain powerhouse, otherwise you will not be able to exert the true power of the holy weapon at all. On the surface, a holy weapon is no different from an ordinary weapon, and the reason why it is called a holy weapon is not because of how dazzling the light of the holy weapon is and how gorgeous its appearance is, but because of the power of the holy realm injected into it by the person refining the holy weapon, which makes these seemingly ordinary weapons unique. The strength of the holy weapon naturally depends on the amount of power that the powerhouse of the holy domain injects into it. Of course, if the powerhouse of the Sanctuary wears a holy weapon himself, then such a combination is as perfect as a tiger's wings. It's just that in the Lanfa Continent, there are only a handful of Sacred Domain masters, and moreover, there is not much deep hatred between them, so usually they don't have the opportunity to see the battle between the Sacred Domain powerhouses, let alone they will carry the holy weapons they refine to fight to the death.

Over the course of thousands of years, the holy weapon has gradually become a killer weapon that can only be rarely seen by master-level powerhouses in battle. Of course, a Sacred Domain powerhouse is not only able to refine a holy weapon, but the holy weapon that is really infused with the power of ten percent of the Holy Domain by them can only be seen in their own bodies, like this holy weapon on the waist of the long-haired man is actually just a holy sword infused by the Sword Master with the power of three percent of the Holy Domain. However, compared to Qingchengzi's current strength, to kill him, the power of the Holy Domain in this holy sword was enough. Qing Chengzi had just stepped into the threshold of the Holy Domain a hundred years ago, his cultivation at the level of the Holy Domain had just touched a little way, and he had been hunted down by the three major kingdoms of the Lanfa Continent for many years, how could he have time to refine a holy weapon of his own? Therefore, after he realized that the other party had a holy weapon, Qing Chengzi's face became more and more difficult to look at, and his brows were almost squeezed together.

"Don't be impulsive!"

"Big brother, don't stop me, although this guy has the strength of the Holy Domain, but now he is injured, if I can't even deal with an enemy who is already injured and is only at the beginning of the Holy Domain, I am not worthy of being your brother!"

After saying this, the short man clenched his fists with both hands and rushed towards Qingchengzi, who was still staring at the silver sword on the waist of the long-haired man, his body moved slightly, and in a blink of an eye, he was in front of Qingchengzi, "Try my trick, Hundred Split Fist!"

Seeing that the short man had already rushed in front of him, Qingchengzi was a little surprised, didn't the other party know that the concept of a master-level powerhouse and a powerhouse in the Sacred Domain was a completely two-level concept? Not to mention attacking, even the master-level tricks, the powerhouse of the Sacred Domain could easily dodge, does this guy want to find death? ,

Qing Chengzi's eyes showed a cold killing intent for the first time, and he just wanted to make a move, but he was surprised to find that he couldn't dodge it, and his body seemed to have a heavy feeling, and he hesitated suddenly, only then did he remember that he had used the big fireball technique to burn the two soldiers of the neutral country of Huesmi, this move consumed a lot of his physical strength, and just now he lost an arm in carelessness, until this time, Qing Chengzi suddenly understood how smart the short brain on the other side was, and he had reached a critical situation.

"Not good!"

"Suffer death, the guy who has just entered the Holy Realm!" After a short drink, two flames suddenly burst out of the short young man's fists, and the flames burned hotly as soon as they "rubbed", and the originally faint flames the size of his thumb increased several times in an instant, completely enveloping the young man's fists. Qingchengzi didn't have time to dodge at all, so he heard a sudden burst of shouts from the mouth of the short young man, "Look at the move, Hundred Split Fist!"

"Puff puff puff ......" punch after punch as strong as a hammer attack bombarded Qingchengzi's thin body, the waist-length green shirt was punched out one after another fist-sized holes, Qingchengzi's face and body were bruised one after another because of the short young man's heavy punch bombardment, and Qingchengzi's expression also became distorted and deformed because of the short young man's heavy punch bombardment.

After a full hundred punches were completely punched on Qing Chengzi's body, the short young man stopped, and the burning flames in his fist suddenly dissipated like a ghost. Looking at Qingchengzi, who had been beaten by himself, and the tattered Qingchengzi, the smug look on his face was unmistakable.

"How's it going? Do you want to fight again?"

"Ahem...... Giggle!" coughed several times in a row, and when Qingchengzi finally spit out the blood clot that had accumulated in his throat, he finally resumed his breathing, and took a deep breath greedily several times, and then he straightened out his breath, and laughed dryly at the young man who greeted him with his fist just now, formed a palm with his left hand, made a gesture of admiration, and praised half-way: "Amazing! ”

"Hmph, what's going on? Do you still want to grab it? It was just a warm-up exercise. If you don't stop trying to steal the book, I'll ......."

"But that attack won't kill me. Now, it's my turn to attack. Qing Chengzi didn't intend to listen to the nagging of the young man in front of him at all, but just whispered a warning to the other party, then swiped the void with his left hand, and after chanting a few spells, a fist-sized ice hockey ball suddenly appeared in his left hand, and then he didn't intend to give the other party a chance to dodge, so he sent the ice hockey ball out in one breath.

Not good!

The long-haired man in the distance saw Qingchengzi's abnormal movements, and immediately sensed the danger of his brother's life, he clenched the nameless scroll in his left hand, and suddenly held the silver sword at his waist with his right hand, and his body rushed out like a meteor, without waiting for his brother to react to what was going on, he came to his back in an instant, and pushed away his younger brother, who was only less than a centimeter away from the ice ball, and slashed at the ice ball with a sword in the midst of lightning and flint.

Just listening to the sound of "pop", the fist-sized ice hockey ball was split in half from top to bottom in front of the long-haired man, and after falling on the hard concrete floor with a crisp sound, the hemisphere that became two halves broke from it, exploded into finger-sized pieces of broken ice, and scattered them at his feet.