The green bracelet soared into the sky, turning into a green circular magic weapon with a diameter of three feet, followed by a piercing sword sound, and then, the circular magic weapon ran extremely fast, exuding a green halo, and a green sword light shot out from the circular magic weapon, rushing towards the old Taoist priest and Jian'an Daoren!

The old Taoist priest looked up and chuckled, "Very good magic weapon, if I am not mistaken, it should be from the hand of Jindan Zhenren!"

The flying tiger took up the magic weapon in the white-clothed female cultivator, and then retreated a hundred feet quickly, not daring to approach at all.

It is the same foundation building period, the early stage of foundation building and the later stage of foundation building, it is really too far behind, and the ordinary blow in the later stage of foundation building, the monks in the early stage of foundation building have to resist with all their might, and it is also excellent not to be injured.

"Magic weapon?" Jiang Ping was shocked in his heart, he saw the magic weapon for the first time, but he didn't expect that the appearance was not much different from the magic weapon, but the aura contained in it was not half a star.

Jian Xuzi Lao Dao chuckled, and then took out a jade pendant from his arms, without reciting the law, his finger was on the jade pendant, and the jade pendant suddenly flew up from his side, turning into a big shield in the wind, blocking the flying swords one by one.

"Dangdang!" the sword struck the jade pendant with a muffled sound.

"Broken!" Jiang Ping encouraged the green bracelet in his heart, but the jade pendant seemed to be the nemesis of the bracelet, and all the attacks on the shield were in vain.

The white-clothed female cultivator was stunned and exclaimed: "Ten thousand years of cold iron wood!"

The old Taoist priest laughed and praised: "Yes, yes, it is indeed a 10,000-year-old cold iron wood, stronger than iron, harder than wood! I like your knowledge very much, you can be my daughter-in-law, I will teach you what I have learned all my life, if you like this piece of cold iron jade pendant, I will also pass it on to you." ”

"Don't think!"

The white-clothed female cultivator screamed, her mind controlled the green bracelet, and she sacrificed a long sword, the aura in her body surged, and she rushed out and rushed into the body of the flying sword, and the flying sword turned into two, two into four, and four into eight!

"Whoosh," a handle flew out, turning into a sword flower and pressing towards the sword void violently.

"It's another magic weapon, or an intermediary magic weapon! As soon as you build a foundation and build a female cultivator, how can you have two middle-level magic weapons at the same time, are you the favorite concubine of a certain Jindan real person?" Jian Xuzi was suspicious and guessed.

The white-clothed woman was trembling with anger, and she couldn't wait to dismantle the old Taoist priest.

Jian Xuzi did not sacrifice the ten thousand years of cold iron wood to block the flying sword, but took out a talisman seal from his arms, and the talisman seal in his mouth suddenly turned into silver threads, and met the flying long sword. 、

The white-clothed female cultivator sneered, "This sword is extremely sharp, and it is an intermediary magic weapon, how can you block these silver threads!"

As soon as the words fell, the eight long swords were suddenly intertwined with countless silver threads, crackling, silver light flickering, and before the tea was a moment, the old Taoist's face changed, and he secretly screamed that it was not good.

In the air, eight long swords turned into snow.

"Bang! bang!"

Countless silver filaments were suddenly cut off by the sword light! The countless silver filaments that were broken turned into bits of white light and flew into Jian Xuzi's hand, turning into a talisman seal full of holes.

The white-clothed female cultivator smiled coldly and said mockingly: "A low-level talisman magic weapon dares to be my Snow Light Sword! Since you love your beloved son, then I will kill him, I see who else you let me marry!"

As soon as the words fell, the two long swords danced into a ball of white light and pressed towards the Jian'an Dao people!

Jian Xuzi sneered and took out seven flying knives from the storage bag, each about a foot long.

"I have to look at your strength differently, how many years, there has never been a foundation building monk in my hands, you are the first! It is worthy of my son's favorite! Your snow light sword is good, but the middle-level magic weapon is turned into eight, and each handle is at most a low-level magic weapon, I want to see if I can withstand my seven intermediate magic weapons!"

"Seven intermediary magic weapons?" the white-clothed nun stared at her and was dumbfounded.

There are still many monks in the early stage of foundation building who use high-level magic weapons, and some powerful foundation building monks can have a magic weapon to protect themselves, and those who can take out middle-level magic weapons are monks in the middle stage of foundation building.

But there are very few foundation-building monks who can take out seven mid-level magic weapons in one go!

"You and the Black Tiger go first!"

Jiang Ping's ears suddenly heard the voice of the white-clothed nun.

"Want to go?" Jian Xuzi sneered, and two mid-level flying knives were sacrificed, and the two flying knives suddenly turned into large knives several zhang long and slashed towards Jiang Ping and the flying tiger.

And the other five flying knives turned into cold lights and rushed towards the Snow Light Sword!

The white-clothed female cultivator's face changed, and she hurriedly merged the six snow light swords into three, and fused them with the sword light that rushed up, countless sword rays and sword lights intertwined, and they fought countless times in an instant!

And the battle between the green bracelet and the cold iron jade pendant was scorching, and both sides relied on a trace of mental control. The 10,000-year-old cold ironwood was too hard, and the light of the green bracelet really couldn't hurt it in the slightest. The white-clothed nun's face changed slightly, and she had to take back the green bracelet.

But Han Tieyu Pei refused to give up, and turned into a wooden pier that was square and smashed towards the white-clothed female cultivator.

The white-clothed nun was shocked in her heart, and she was happy, she took out an object from the storage bag, and when she was sacrificed, a blue light turned into a big net to include the cold iron jade pendant, and the white-clothed nun took back the big net into her hand with a single move of her fingers!

Jian Xuzi's face changed, it was another magic weapon!

Han Tie Yu Pei is not afraid of swords, not afraid of water and fire, the only thing he is afraid of is the defensive magic weapon, the big net sacrificed by the white-clothed female cultivator, although it is the same level as Han Tie Yu Pei, but the big net just restrains Han Tie Yu Pei, and he is busy with the controller of the seven flying knives, and he is really too busy to take care of Han Tie Yu Pei, so he is relaxed!

Although the seven-handled intermediary magic weapon is a good thing, it consumes a lot of mind, and his cultivation in the later stage of foundation building is barely controlled, otherwise why would he be easily snatched away by the white-clothed female cultivator.

"My son is a genius, he has already cultivated to the late stage of foundation building at a young age, you are blessed to follow him, you dare to refuse!" Jian Xuzi smiled coldly, increased the input of aura, and suddenly, the power of the flying knife became a little stronger!

Originally, ordinary foundation building monks couldn't exert the power of a mid-level magic weapon at all, let alone seven stalks! The aura consumed by each stalk was not something that ordinary monks could endure.

If it weren't for the Seven Flying Knives being a set of magic weapons, he would have been dragged down by the Seven Flying Knives at this time!

"I didn't expect your Snow Light Sword itself to be so hard, and it was hit so many times by my flying knife without any damage!" Sword Xuzi admired, and there was a greedy look in the depths of his eyes.

The white-clothed female cultivator's complexion changed again, she was already struggling to support, and withdrew the two snow light swords and turned them into four, so that she could barely resist the attack of the flying knife, at this time, the old way actually increased the power of the flying knife by nearly three points, and she couldn't support it!

If it weren't for the fact that there were two flying knives to deal with Yuhu and Jiang Ping, and to deal with her instead, she wouldn't be able to last long and be defeated!

She looked in Jiang Ping's direction, her mouth opened wide under the white gauze scarf, and she was suddenly distracted!

Over there, under the huge Flying Tiger, there was a person holding the Flying Tiger with both hands, dodging from side to side, and the two huge flying knives were slashing east and west, but they couldn't cut the Flying Tiger and Jiang Ping.

"What kind of body is this!"

Jiang Ping yelled, "Don't look at it, hurry up and find a way, I can't support it anymore! I don't want to die, I haven't married a wife yet!"