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The positive light was menacing, the dust was blowing, and thousands of millimeters of light flashed, enveloping Chen Sanlang like thousands of needles. ↑ The top novel, his dust is a psychic-level magic weapon, which has been refined and sacrificed for many years, and he has poured his life's work into it, and it is quite powerful.

It makes sense that he did not attack Xiaoyao Fudao, but instead attacked and killed Chen Sanlang. Chen Sanlang is certainly good at martial arts, but when a martial artist fights a cultivator, he often falls into passivity and is easy to win. As long as Chen Sanlang is killed, Senior Brother Zhang over there will no longer have scruples, and it will be difficult to fly in the free and rich way.

The dust was sprinkled, the attack area was very large, and Chen Sanlang's whole body became a target.

What a scholar, the sword of slashing evil is raised, a little in the center, and it is the center of the dust.

Seeing this, Zhengguang secretly sneered, in his opinion, Chen Sanlang's moves were completely routine of the rivers and lakes, and he saw the tricks and demolishes them. However, the dust in his hand is not ordinary, if he is resisted by such a sword, then wouldn't the Jiazi in the mountains be practiced to the dog?

Sure enough, the blade of the sword was cold, and it was greatly hindered when it pierced into the dust, and it was soft and weak.

Zhengguang smiled and said, "Chen Zhuangyuan, today is the time for you to pay for your life." ”

As he spoke, his mind moved slightly, and the scattered dust whiskers seemed to have spirituality, and they condensed back in an instant, wrapping Chen Sanlang's sword blade layer by layer.

If it is subtle and changing, it cannot be completed by the realm of martial arts. In martial arts, of course, there are ways such as "bunching cloth into sticks", but it is not so easy to tie up thousands of strands.

The dust of Zhengguang wrapped Chen Sanlang's sword blade to death. With a flick of the wrist, the dust burst out. He was already ready to watch Chen Sanlang's sword weapon turn into scrap copper and rotten iron.

It's just that this shake, things have not changed as expected.

"Huh?"

Zhengguang Dao Chang was suspicious. Luck condenses and shakes again.

Motionless!

Chen Sanlang's hand holding the sword was very steady, and the blade that should have become twisted under the erosion of mana seemed to be no different.

"How is that possible?"

Zhengguang didn't believe in evil, and exhaled and said, "Bah!"

Mana infusion, full force third shake.

These three shakes can be said to be the triumphant power of Zhengguang, and there is a famous hall, called "Heavenly Spider Change". It's all because his dusty wisps are mixed with rare heavenly spider silk, so as to refine it. Just whisk the dust away. Wrap the thing in it and shake it gently, and the thing, whether dead or alive, will become unrecognizable and become waste under the action of mana.

The first two missed hands were already beyond expectations, and Zhengguang was unwilling.

However, his cheeks trembled so much that he turned a strange red, and the blade that was wrapped around him was still nothing, so good.

"Hahaha!"

Over there, Xiaoyao Fudao was already laughing heartlessly. Regarding the sword in Chen Sanlang's hand, although he didn't know anything about it and didn't know the specifics, he at least understood that it was not ordinary. It is no less than a psychic-level magic weapon. Zhengguang wants to destroy it with dust, but it is too much to take it for granted.

Hearing his laughter was like a pinprick in the ear. Zhengguang's face became like a pig's liver, and it was difficult to see the extreme.

"Break it for me!"

Fourth shake. The muscles in his cheeks jumped and his beard cocked.

"Why bother?"

Chen Sanlang said indifferently. The wrist was also shaken, but when I saw the edge shining, the hair was blown off, and the strands were broken, and the mountain wind blew and fluttered all over the sky.

"Ahh

The Zhengguang Taoist priest was like a heavy hammer, screaming, puff, his steps retreated a few steps, and the pig's liver face turned into a zombie face, which was terrifyingly white.

His eyes widened, and he looked at the half-bald dust in disbelief, and then as if someone had slashed his face, his muscles twisted in pain.

This change of face, the richness of the layers of changes in the erotic state of the gods is more than that of the drama on the stage.

"My dust!"

The howl hurt my heart.

"It's amazing......"

Xiaoyao Fudao saw it clearly, and he was surprised that Chen Sanlang's sword could actually cut off the heavenly spider silk, which was too sharp.

What kind of treasure could it be to cut a psychic weapon?

"What?"

Senior Brother Zhang was taken aback, he was very clear about Zhengguang's dust, although the new Lingtong grade was not long, but there were thousands of threads, each of which was extremely tough, far better than steel wire. But under Chen Sanlang's blade, it was as fragile as human hair, and it broke suddenly.

"The sword?"

The look in his eyes when he looked at the Evil Sword suddenly changed.

To tell the truth, the appearance of the transformed Evil Sword can only be said to be average, and without being urged, there is no mana fluctuation at all, and it looks like an ordinary sword. Not to mention the magic weapon, even the magic weapon sought after by the people in the rivers and lakes is not counted.

It's not that Senior Brother Zhang is clumsy, it's just that the origin of the evil sword is unusual, and it is different from the origin of the magic weapon in the normal category.

But even if you are clumsy, you will be sober in the face of the facts.

Looking at the sword and the person, Senior Brother Zhang couldn't help but groan, thinking that it was time to re-examine Chen Sanlang?

With a sword in his hand, and a young age, will he ...... if he takes time? No, it's impossible, with the root of his life, it takes at least three generations to operate to have a princely atmosphere, and it is still very tender.

Senior Brother Zhang rejected the bold inference and turned to other ideas, his face becoming cloudy.

At this moment, the sky is gloomy, the mountain wind from the beginning of the "whirring", into an angry roar, whining, under the action of the wind, the clouds began to gather, the heavy rain brewed, and came in an instant.

The dust was cut in half, and the light was like being dug out of the flesh of the heart, this magic weapon had already been refined and sacrificed by him to have a heart-to-heart and was closely related, and the dust was damaged, which was also a huge blow to it and was traumatized.

Chen Sanlang showed such a hand, and the confidence of the free rich road increased greatly, holding the inheritance talisman, and said loudly: "Qingcheng Daoyou, how do you feel now?"

Previously, Zhengguang and Senior Brother Zhang came together, pointing and pointing, domineering, as if he and Chen Sanlang were already meat on the chopping board, and they could cut it as much as they wanted.

When Zhengguang heard this, he was angry, but he didn't dare to move, and looked at Senior Brother Zhang.

Senior Brother Zhang stepped forward, with a graceful demeanor and a master's demeanor, and said loudly: "Chen Zhuangyuan, do you really want to interfere in this matter?"

Chen Sanlang didn't answer, but only raised the sword in his hand to show his attitude.

Senior Brother Zhang sighed: "In this case, even if this way violates the rules of the court, it has to be offended." ”

Xiaoyao scoffed: "It is said that the Dragon and Tiger Taoist is the most hypocritical, and now when I see it, it is really better to meet than to be famous, admire and admire." ”

Senior Brother Zhang was also not moved: "Daoyou hand over the box in your hand, and you can turn each other into jade silk, why not?"

Xiaoyao said: "This Daoist is not happy, you have the ability to rob it." ”

Senior Brother Zhang nodded: "This matter is related to the common people in the world, then I will be offended." ”

Xiaoyao Fudao was choked by such a sentence and almost rolled his eyes, robbing is robbing, he has to occupy the moral high ground, and pull out the world's common people, the thickness of his face is indescribable:

"Don't talk nonsense, even if you let the horse come, this Dao Master also wants to see how many catties and taels of Dao magic power there are in Longhu Mountain?"

Senior Brother Zhang didn't say a word, and pulled out a sword with his backhand, this sword was green all over, like a spring water, rippling with light, and he could feel a cold breath coming from his face, and he was so cold that he was about to shiver.

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