Shen Yun was annoyed, snorted secretly, slapped the storage bag, a pebble-like colored magic weapon, jumped out, defended beside him, he accelerated violently, and rushed towards Zhou Ankang again.

Zhou Ankang suddenly looked vigilant, and while quickly dodging away, he hurriedly pinched the trick and recited the mantra.

Not long after, another ice arrow formed in the palm of his hand, turning into a blue ray and shooting at Shen Yun.

Shen Yun looked helpless and ran away again.

In the middle of chasing and running, unexpectedly, the pebble-shaped magic weapon was frozen by the ice archery technique again.

However, although Shen Yun's face was ugly, he still calmly slapped the storage bag again and took out another defensive magic weapon.

Just like this, it didn't take long, and three defensive magic weapons were frozen on the ground. On Shen Yun's side, a fourth defensive magic weapon appeared, which was a golden mirror that swirled and flew around his side.

Zhou Ankang wondered in his heart, in this Shen Yun's storage bag, it seems that the magic weapon is inexhaustible, where did it come from?

Wu Laojiu asked the same in his heart, he arrived before Shen Yun and Zhou Ankang started the battle, so he would definitely not let go of the opportunity to observe Shen Yun up close.

At this time, Zhou Ankang secretly said in his heart that it was not good, and now he consumed a lot of mana, but Shen Yun had not started to consume mana until now.

In the end, Zhou Ankang gave up using ice archery and only attacked with an ordinary flying sword. After all, if he continued like this, he felt that his mana would soon be insufficient, and then he would be in trouble.

Seeing this, Shen Yun smiled, he wanted to wait for the other party to consume another ice archery technique, so he took out the Qingfeng Banner and gave him a round of indiscriminate bombardment, but this kid actually learned to be obedient and gave up the spell attack.

So, with a sword in both hands, he pounced violently, like a tiger descending the mountain, and went straight to Zhou Ankang.

Zhou Ankang was even more depressed at this time, dodging while using a flying sword to fight the enemy.

And there was a sense of anger in his heart, Shen Yun, who was going to suppress him, had no power to fight back, and then reprimanded him well, telling him to lose face, so that he could vent his evil anger for his uncle and nephew, but now he was chased and beaten like this.

When this news spreads, I am afraid that I will die of disgrace.

At that moment, he withdrew his flying sword, took out a short black dagger, and drank in his mouth: "Take your life." "Having said that, he made a very measured move and did not attack Shen Yun's vital point.

At this time, Shen Yun slashed with a single sword, slashed Zhou Ankang's token magic weapon, and slashed the magic weapon against the magic weapon, and the silver light flickered, but in a moment, this token magic weapon returned to its original state.

Immediately afterwards, Zhou Ankang's dagger hit Shen Yun's defensive magic weapon, and the dagger was very powerful, which made Shen Yun's bronze mirror magic weapon a little dimmed.

Zhou Ankang's face softened slightly, after all, if he worked hard, the other party's bronze mirror would definitely be scrapped, and his silver token would be fine.

Shen Yun would let him get his wish, patted the storage bag, and saw a cold luster, which jumped out and sank slightly, and immediately drew a sharp spiral cold light, which shot at Zhou Ankang's chest.

Along the way, the spiral-shaped cold air flew everywhere.

The silver light flashed, and the token hurriedly blocked the past.

Only a "click" was heard, and the silver token was split apart in an instant, falling into the dust.

Zhou Ankang only felt a cold light coming towards him, and his face felt the cold air, and he was suddenly extremely frightened, and his exclamation flashed violently.

The main stab of the soul did not take advantage of the situation to kill Zhou Ankang, and flew back to Shen Yun's storage bag again.

Shen Yun took a brisk step by himself, stepped forward, held a broadsword in both hands, and slashed again.

Zhou Ankang was shocked, turned around and ran again.

At that moment, he felt the threat of death, and until now he was afraid in his heart. Fortunately, at the last moment, Shen Yun finally stayed and took back the magic weapon.