As the only remaining weapon master, Zhao San felt strange when he entered the mercenary city, and after using the means of Tongtian, he really found the monk who was left by Zhu Yuan, and he decided to plan it, so there was the following scene.

This is why the monk is late.

Zhao San, who fled quickly, showed a gloomy smile at the corner of his mouth, and the expression unique to seeing a dead person appeared on that very simple face.

Zhu Yuan, this time, I will let you know how good I am.

Zhao San's mind came to mind the meeting with Luo Qianhong in Shuangnaïve a day ago.

The sky is cloudless, the sun floats out alone, the breeze blows, and the beauty of the woman is unlimited, floating out of the dust.

The man was on one side, hunched over his waist, and respectful to the woman.

Under the peak, the clouds covered it, and several white cranes flashed out with spiritual light.

Luo Qianhong turned her back to Zhao San and said with a smile, "Zhao San, you have disappointed me. You know what? I can't do this little thing, how can I trust you?"

Obviously, he already knew about the matter between Zhao San and Wang Chun'an.

Zhao San lowered his head, a trace of hatred came out of his heart, he looked at his chest, a wound that was more than two feet long, suddenly on it, bloody and terrifying.

He bit his lip and said word by word: "Next time, I will definitely not fail, I will bring Zhu Yuan and your head to see you." Junshang. ”

A sneer rang out.

"Ahem, Zhao San, that's what you said. Don't be

When the time comes, they will come to me again. You know, I'm a person who doesn't like people asking for me. Those who have asked me are dead. ”

Zhao San bowed his head and said, "I won't." Junshang. ”

"Is there anything else? If not, you can go. ”

Luo Qianhong gave an eviction order.

This is the supreme mercenary group of the Twin Heavens, and only high-level personnel can enter Tianya Mountain.

According to legend, Gai Shuangtian once enlightened on it, and it was the last foundation and treasure of the Shuangtian mercenary group.

Those who can stay for a long time, except for Luo Qianwei, are only dead people. Even if he covers Zitian, he doesn't have this qualification.

"Your Majesty, Zhao San retired. ”

Zhao San left straight away without the slightest stop.

It's just that when he was leaving, he looked at the back bank of Yashan with deep meaning, and his eyes showed greed.

Luo Qianhong sneered at the corner of her mouth, looking at the downtown below through the clouds, and seemed to be able to smell the cries and shouts in her ears.

"The last happy time is the most nostalgic, cherish it. ”

"Demon Venerable, are you ready?"

These two sentences are not known to Zhao San.

Zhao San hid in the void, remembering this scene yesterday, he deeply regretted his failure last time, this time, he firmly believed that he would definitely succeed.

The monk of the God-level reward wheel, dealing with the initial wheel, isn't that still a matter of being able to catch it?

He escaped for only a dozen seconds before he stopped, turned his back to Zhu Yuan, and smiled evilly.

The sound of explosions gradually fell.

At this moment, a vague barrier appeared silently, completely white, covering the left and right sides of the house.

The voice didn't even get through the slightest.

The people outside, just heard a sound like a table shattering, and that's it.

Zhu Yuan chased out, his whole body soared, and when he came to the void, the cloudless sword erupted in shock, and the dragon shadow on it flashed, defeating the enemy with one blow.

At the moment when he made a move, a sense of crisis came into the Tianhai from the top of his head, Shending was crazy and uneasy, and the psychic grass actually floated to the heart position, wanting to rush out of the Tianhai.

"What's going on? Why is this happening?"

The answer was soon revealed.

In the sky, a hill looks, sharp at the top and thick at the bottom, golden all over, full of charms on it, depicting thousands of people, infinitely powerful, unstoppable, straight to the top of Zhu Yuan's head.

Immediately, the momentum of the siege was sown, so that Zhu Yuan could not move the slightest, and the death crisis followed.

A hoarse and obscure voice came: "Zhu Yuan, accept death, you won't have the luck you had last time." ”

Zhao San's body appeared on the golden cone, his fingers stood together, his brows were furrowed, his expression was serious, and he was methodically performing the Great Weapon Technique.

The tip of his nose was slightly sweaty, and his clothes were fluttering, and he looked extraordinary.

I only heard him say: "The golden cone is up to the sky, and it will kill you." ”

A day and a night of preparation, just for this blow to kill.

It was all foreshadowing before, and this blow became eternal.

Zhu Yuan is already a dead man in his heart.

Zhao San was half a hundred years old, and his wrinkled face showed a unique madness and infatuation at this moment. He had to win, and the idea had become a demonic thought, a will.

"I'm going to kill you---"

Golden lightning appeared on the tip of the golden cone, crackling, there were more than a dozen, twisting and turning, making people feel creepy and dizzy.

It is only a few meters away from Zhu Yuan.

It's so close at hand.

Zhu Yuan was already suspended in the air, his left and right were blocked, and the only option he had was to sink.

He roared, and the Cloudless Sword came out of his hand, erupting in a dragon roar, and a phantom divine dragon appeared.

Then, the Optimus punch was struck.

rumble

rumble

Two explosions appeared on the golden cone.

Zhao San laughed and said, "Haha, it's useless, it's useless." I spent half my life to forge the cone of Vajra, how can the little ant break through and suffer death. ”

In addition to the lightning around the golden cone, layers of bright red storms appeared at this moment, whining, like the screams of humans tortured to death.

Whining...... Passed away, wandering the void.

With the sound, the golden cone descended more violently.

Hung Dang

Zhu Yuan landed smoothly, but the situation was one-sided, and he had no power to parry at all.

His fingers moved slightly, and his fingers were like swords, and suddenly, a strange rhyme appeared around his body.

Shen Yun appears.

Hundreds of sword patterns shot out wildly, connecting heaven and earth, and the broken qi appeared wildly, and his body gradually turned white, and he wanted to stop the golden cone from landing.

Zhu Yuan controlled the sword pattern to merge and form a sword of heaven and earth that was unique in heaven and earth, standing proudly between heaven and earth.

He yelled: "Zhao San, you can't kill me." ”

With both hands in the sky, the sword soared into the sky.

Click

A burst of golden light erupted from the Excalibur and the Golden Cone.

The speed at which the golden cone descended was actually slowed down.

It didn't take long for him to stay in the golden light.

Zhu Yuan felt it.

He was happy.

But after only a second, the smile stayed on the face permanently.

Zhao San's voice appeared: "Zhu Yuan, you look down on your own strength. Golden cone, down. ”

Change, change, change

Similar to the appearance of tearing clothes.

The tip of the Excalibur was shattered, broken inch by inch, like the Yellow River flooding and the anthill breaking the embankment, and it was impossible to control the resistance at all.

Zhu Yuan's muscles tightened, and his bones crackled.

His eyes were red, and the corners of his mouth were red with blood. The ink hair is messy, and under the golden light, he is an outlaw.

He roared: "Zhao San, you can't kill me." ”

"Give me a stop. ”

Dozens of patterns gradually rose into the air, and an all-encompassing and mysterious relief appeared.

In the middle of the relief, the three gods are in the shape of a zigzag, rotating and rising into the air, impacting the sword to shatter.

Like a jack, it carried the golden cone that fell wildly.

"Huh?"

Zhao San found that his attack had stopped again.

Zhu Yuan gasped heavily, exhausted.

But the crisis did not dissipate in the slightest.

He knows this very well.

The momentum of the blockade left and right has not diminished, and his life is still in Zhao San's hands.

He sank slightly, and his eyes flashed immediately.

He raised his head, and through the divine sword and the golden cone, he saw Zhao San's tall and proud posture, and naturally, he also saw the internal structure of the golden cone clearly.

A question arises involuntarily.

This is a weapon, will there be a weapon pattern in it? Is there a machine spirit?

The machine spirit must not exist, after all, with the existence of a god, there can be no second thing in the Lingshen Continent.

Zhu Yuan is very sure.

It's not because it's underestimated, but because the Spirit Shen Continent is not enough to produce several major elements of the machine spirit.

Kindness?

Just when he was wondering, his eyes really saw the weapon pattern in the golden cone!

No matter how powerful the golden cone is, in the end, it is just a weapon.

As long as it is a weapon, it will definitely be flawed, and this is irreversible.

A smile emerged.

I've solved it, is this little magic weapon still a problem?

Zhu Yuan said to himself in his heart.

A purple and red light opened his bow left and right, breaking through the void and shooting into the golden cone.

The Twin Pupils Psychic Technique appears.

Zhu Yuan suddenly closed his eyes, and the spiritual light in his divine consciousness entered the golden cone.

Zhao San said loudly: "It's useless, it's useless." Even a transcendent Dao Pattern Master can't save you. Go to hell. ”

He jerked his hands down.

With the action, the three gods in the Dao pattern relief actually retreated step by step and could not hold on. The golden cone erupted with a stumbling light again, forcing the Excalibur back to shatter.

The three gods began to sway.

After a few seconds, it flew straight away.

Without the support of the gods, the relief retreated like a flood.

The powerful attack, covering the sky, was only a few dozen meters away from Zhu Yuan, which could be described as instantaneous.

Zhu Yuan was motionless and fell into a state of dementia.

When Zhao San saw this, he was inexplicably happy, and said madly: "Zhu Yuan, I knew today, why bother in the first place." Die. ”

Ten meters away, breathing.

Zhu Yuan's skin felt the thousand-degree heat, began to turn red, his black hair rose with the wind, his hideous face was exposed, the storm invaded Zhu Yuan's body, and lightning was empowered, slashing at the top of his head.

Although the house was guarded by the white barrier, the attack distance was too close, and it was already lonely, and began to shatter, then dissipated, dilapidated, and shattered.

"Haha, hand over the Shending, otherwise, die. ”

Zhao San withdrew from the golden cone, came to the void, faced Zhu Yuan directly, his eyes flashed with greedy light, his big hand stretched out, and mysterious ripples appeared in circles, and soon, a compass flashed black light, appearing in his bony palm.

A phantom slowly appeared on it, and if you look closely, it is Shending.

Zhao San said: "Hand over the Shending, Zhu Yuan." ”

Zhu Yuan didn't answer and fell into a dead silence.

The golden cone was only a meter above his head, but it stopped.

Zhu Yuan closed his eyes tightly and was silent.

Zhao San suddenly stopped.

The storm was extremely violent, and the lightning as thick as the water bowl was so sharp that as long as it was touched slightly, it would either kill or be injured.

Faced with such a situation, Zhu Yuan did not move at all.

He knew very well in his heart how close death was to him.

But he still chose this way, he didn't want to die, but he knew that lightning and storms couldn't kill him.

He also has a final magic weapon.

Shending.

Danger is often followed by life and hope.

Zhu Yuan muttered softly.

Yes, he saw it.

Just Zhao San waited for three minutes.

It was also three minutes for him to die.

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