The Red Flame Tiger raised its head and let out a silent roar, resisting the electric light of Ji Wenming's fat-stealing giant axe with its sharp teeth, its own light and shadow dimmed, Zhu Rong Golden Tiger stimulated the three-element true fire to inject new vitality into the instrument spirit, which allowed him to regain some of his power, and at the same time swung the red blade and stabbed at the vital point of Ji Wenming's neck.

Ji Wen's feet flashed with lightning, and in the blink of an eye, he had already avoided the long sword, but came to Zhu Rong Jinhu's side, the axe flashed, and he slashed directly at the door, Zhu Rong Jinhu blocked the axe blade with his backhand sword, but he couldn't prevent a three-inch bird from jumping out of the axe, and the flame beak pecked at his eyes.

In the midst of the crisis, Zhu Rong Jinhu only had time to flash his head, and shouted in his mouth: "Attack the spirit weapon?"

In the Great Wilderness, real weapons are rare, not to mention the attack spirit weapons of half-living spiritual creatures? Even if it is the Zhurong clan, in the past tens of thousands of years, there are less than a thousand spiritual weapons that have been refined, and if you add wear and tear, I am afraid that there are only a few hundred pieces that can still be used in the world.

To refine a spiritual weapon, it is necessary to integrate the soul of a top-level demon beast into the creation and become an instrument spirit, and let the weapon and the spirit complement each other, grow together, and constantly improve, in order to reach the level of the spirit weapon. Compared to the real weapon, the spirit of the spirit weapon is more self-conscious, and it has enough energy of its own, and can rely on its talent to attack the enemy to protect itself.

It's a pity that the soul is very mysterious, and it is difficult to succeed once if it is built a hundred times, which is the main reason for the scarcity of spiritual weapons.

The fat-stealing giant axe in the hands of Ji Wenming was originally only at the level of magic weapons, he practiced hard casting in the furnace city of the underground demon punisher, and learned and comprehended the magic of the divine pattern in the god city, so that he personally recast the fat-stealing giant axe, incorporating a variety of precious materials, so that the axe and the fat-stealing bird can achieve a harmonious symbiosis, and after continuous maintenance, the fat-stealing giant axe will be upgraded to the level of spiritual weapons.

Ji Wenming has never used this method to attack the enemy, just to save the hole cards.

At this moment, the Fat Stealing Weapon Spirit came suddenly, and the sharp long beak almost touched the eyelids of Zhurong Golden Tiger, even if it had a thorn fire armor body, it couldn't resist the fat stealing bird with the same fire attribute, and it was about to burst its eyeballs and become a blind man.

Zhu Rong Jinhu subconsciously flashed his head, the bird's beak crossed his face, and suddenly a half-foot-long wound appeared, blood stains quickly flowed down, and his left ear was also torn into two pieces by the fat stealing bird, which looked very miserable and hideous.

The Fat Stealer struck a successful blow and did not like to fight, and flew back into the axe with a flap of its wings, its energy accumulation was insufficient, and it could not maintain its attack state for a long time, and it had to be replenished in the space of the axe. And the current state of the fat stealing bird is not complete, under the conception of the fire of humanity, its hair falls out, and there is a possibility of escalating again.

Zhu Rong Jinhu was injured, but he was not timid at all, as the pride of the Zhurong clan, under the vigorous cultivation of the family, he was not a simple martial arts cultivator, but a master of law and martial arts double cultivation, at this moment, he was seriously injured like this, and almost lost an eye, and his heart was furious.

He stretched out his hand and pulled off the torn ear that hung on the side of his face, stuffed it into his mouth and kept chewing and swallowing, and said with a maniacy smile: "Good boy, you actually kept the machine spirit so secret, but unfortunately it didn't kill me!

He was worthy of being a battle maniac, and he actually chewed his own flesh and blood, regardless of the heavy injuries on the side of his face, and pounced on Xi Wenming again.

It's just that this time, Zhu Rong Jinhu looks manic, but in fact, he is vigilant, he is not blindly attacking, but leaving three points of strength to protect himself, it is really because he has suffered a big loss, and he does not dare to be presumptuous.

Ji Wenming also has triple armor to protect himself, seeing that Zhu Rong Jinhu is bound, he let go of his instincts, and exerted his martial arts with all his might, magnifying the fat stealing axe several times, turning it into a two-handed weapon, rounding the axe like a full moon, smashing it wildly, and slashing a full fun.

Originally, the strength of the two was only between the two of them, but now Zhu Rong Jinhu couldn't let go of his hands and feet, and suddenly fell into a disadvantage. Even with the assistance of the Red Flame Tiger on the side, it could not break through Ji Wenming's defense, but it was Ji Wenming's sharp axe and sharp movements, which put Zhurong Jinhu in danger several times, and the Red Flame Tiger had to come forward to save him, and after a few heavy slashes, he finally dissipated and returned to the battle armor to warm his body.

One side is getting braver and braver, and the other side can't show it, Zhu Rong Jinhu gradually couldn't support it, and Leng Buding called for support: "Brother Lilian Shuliang, don't you hurry up and make a quick move?" Do you have the certainty of fighting alone and winning a battle?"

Lilian Shuliang was already hesitant on the side, Yu this guy has a strong defense, and he can't break the armor at all, but without Zhu Rong Jinhu's permission, he is unwilling to intervene in the battle, lest he destroy the fairness of the challenge.

At this moment, Zhu Rong Jinhu opened his mouth to invite battle, and Lilian Shuliang muttered: "Aren't you going to fight him alone?

Zhu Rong Jinhu's heart was cold, he didn't expect that the bold words he just said would be eaten back at this moment!

But if you are not as strong as others, what can you do? You can't just stop and admit defeat! When the time comes, you will not only lose your glory, but also lose the benefits promised by the school palace.

Thinking of this, Zhu Rongjin Hu said angrily: "He wants one enemy and two enemies, we might as well be adults! This is also an agreement between the two parties in advance, why should you hesitate?"

Seeing Zhu Rong Jin Hu rebelling in public, Lilian Shuliang's face was hot for a while, but he didn't expect him to have a bold appearance and promise a thousand gold, but it was actually such a Zhurong Golden Tiger, however, under the oppression of his tiger power, Lilian Shuliang finally drew his sword and joined the battle group.

Although Lilian Shuliang can't hurt Ji Wenming, he is also a master of the half-step Yuan Fetus, otherwise he would not have been able to rank second on the Great Wilderness Talent List for many years! At this moment, he finally made a move, resisting the wind with his gods, and the Qingfeng Sword in his hand danced dozens of phantoms with the help of the wind, condensed dozens of wind blades, and flew towards Ji Wenming.

These blades are so powerful that they can penetrate through the cracks in their armor and turn into ropes to bind enemies, making it impossible to move quickly. Even if Ji Wen's defense is amazing, it can hit the same part with dozens of wind blades in a row, and it can also penetrate the armor and cause damage, which is a set of tricks that Lilian Shuliang has thought about for a long time and came up with, specifically to deal with hard-shell defenders.

If an ordinary innate martial cultivator is hit by the wind blade, even if he is not injured, he will have to change from a flying bird to a turtle, but Ji Wenming is not an extraordinary person, as soon as his mind moves, a whirlwind ignites around him, and this whirlwind vortex rotates around his body, guiding the wind blade to bypass him and fly towards the Zhurong Golden Tiger in the melee.

Zhu Rong Golden Tiger Fire Armor was burning, but the breeze was uninterrupted, and more than ten wind blades cut into the gaps of the flames in a row, cutting off half of the small braids on the top of his head, and the remaining hair was split down, which was very funny, and a strand of hair blocked his right eye.

The left eye was almost injured, and the right eye was blocked again, Zhu Rong Jinhu angrily scolded: "Be careful, I almost broke my trick!"

Lilian Shuliang attacked, and the wind blade of the sword blade here was suddenly stunned, and Ji Wenming took the opportunity to slash horizontally with a long axe, slashing at Zhurong Jinhu's neck, and said with a smile: "The two of you together can also be counted as a five hundred!"

Zhu Rong Jinhu said, "What does this mean?"

Ji Wenming laughed, "Go and realize yourself!"