"A monk in the middle of foundation building still wants to fight with me, it's really a grasshopper shaking a tree, and I can't do it! Okay, since you want to die faster, I'll fulfill you. The www.biquge.info old man with hanging eyebrows showed a hint of sarcasm on his face, and after saying this, he patted the storage bag on his waist, and suddenly a scissor-shaped magic weapon flew out quickly.

As soon as the old man with his eyebrows urged, the scissor-shaped magic weapon rose to the size of three zhang in the face of the storm, and I saw the corners of his mouth move slightly, and the words "points" and "together" were spit out in his mouth one after another.

The scissor-like magic weapon first split abruptly, and then quickly closed together, and a dazzling arc of white light quickly formed at the tip of the scissor, and shot towards Xiang Qi's place at an incredible speed.

"Presumably, this volley scissors will be more than enough to solve you. The old man sneered proudly and said.

That is, at the same time as the old man with hanging eyebrows sacrificed the volley scissors, a fierce momentum rose into the sky, and the surrounding void was condensed.

This is a high-level magic weapon with sixty prohibitions, and the old man with drooping eyebrows has naturally completely refined it, and the cut just now seems to be random, but in fact, the power of the volley cut is also stimulated.

Xiang Qizao saw these in his eyes, and knew in his heart that not only could he not resist one or two powerful magic weapons such as the Shining Sun Sword, but would delay the fighter and put himself in a passive situation.

With a sharp roar, an octagonal tripod appeared in the void. It is the Eight Desolations.

Xiang Qi flicked his fingers at the Eight Desolations Linglong Ding, and the small Ding circled several times, and it skyrocketed to the size of Zhang Xu. The red fluorescence on the surface of this tripod is magnificent, and it looks very powerful.

Since the Eight Desolations Linglong Ding devoured the natal essence blood of the Tiancong Sect Demon Cultivator and the weird skeleton attached to a wisp of divine thought by the ancestor of the Yang family of the Northern Han, Xiang Qi also tried to trigger one or two, but failed to do so, and today, maybe the Eight Desolations Linglong Ding completely refined the natal essence blood and the weird skeleton, and Xiang Qi easily stimulated this treasure with a little urging. And its power is several times stronger than before.

After Xiang Qi spit out the word "go", this tripod shot towards the old man with hanging eyebrows.

In an instant, the Eight Desolations and the White Mang Arc met in the void with a short blade, and after a crisp "snap", the White Mang Arc shattered like an egg falling on a solid stone. Thousands of bits of starlight scattered in all directions, and disappeared in an instant.

Looking at these eight desolations, instead of being damaged in the slightest, the surface was full of red light, and the power added a point out of thin air.

Seeing this scene, a trace of surprise flashed in the eyes of the old man with hanging eyebrows, and he was a little angry and flicked his fingers at the volley, and after a few breaths, one after another, the white mang's arc shot into the top of the Eight Desolations, and the sound of "pop" and "pop" continued, and the scattered starlight was even more continuous, reflecting the void beautifully.

"It's interesting! It seems that it will be difficult to kill you without using your real skills!" the old man with his eyebrows was furious, and said coldly while waving his hand to put away the volley scissors.

Immediately afterwards, I saw the sleeves of the old man with drooping eyebrows shake, and a palm-sized white feather fan flew out of it, and with a flick of his fingers, the white feather fan skyrocketed to more than ten zhang in size.

The old man's raised palm slapped left and right, and a large stream of mana passed through his fingertips, and in an instant, it was submerged into the white feather fan.

At the same time as the dazzling fluorescence was released, a shocking spirit rushed into the sky, and after the old man with drooping eyebrows spit out the word "fan", the white feather fan slowly fanned out at Xiang Qi's place.

Suddenly, a suffocating spiritual pressure surged towards Xiang Qi's place.

That is, at the same time that the old man with drooping eyebrows sacrificed the white feather fan, Xiang Qi was shocked by the heavenly spiritual pressure emitted by this feather fan, and when the white feather fan was fanned out, the void around Xiang Qi trembled, and this turbulent air wave was almost about to tear the void apart.

Xiang Qi's heart was full of joy, and he was also thinking about how to deal with it.

Next, Xiang Qi played several magic duels one after another against the Eight Desolations, hoping that it could temporarily resist one or two.

Soon, the turbulent air waves invaded the Eight Desolation Linglong Ding, and after seeing this Ding shake back and forth a few times, it also fell and was swept into it by the surging air waves.

The surging qi wave was unabated and rolled towards Xiang Qi's place.

"Sensei said that it was you, the old monster of the Dan Period, under the full force of the fierce fan, seven or eight out of ten would lose his life!" The old man with his eyebrows who saw this scene showed a hint of smugness on his pale face, and he muttered to himself in a barely audible voice.

This fierce fan is a top-level magic weapon with these one hundred and eighty prohibitions, although the old man with hanging eyebrows has not been able to completely refine it, but it has also refined more than one hundred and sixty prohibitions, and it is not far from complete refining.

However, the biggest difference between full refining and partial refining is that the consumption of mana is completely different when the same power is activated. For example, if he is able to stimulate half of the power of the fierce fan, the old man with hanging eyebrows consumes nearly thirty percent of the mana, and if he completely refines this treasure, he can also stimulate most of the power of the fierce fan by consuming one percent of the mana at most.

The old man with drooping eyebrows was very confident in the fierce fan, and one activation was enough to kill this guy in front of him hundreds of times. Therefore, he did not hesitate to trigger this magic weapon that consumed a lot of mana.

And things are also developing as he expected, under the surging air waves from the fierce fans, even the little Ding who is so powerful is so vulnerable. The next moment, it must have ended in that person's life. The old man with his eyebrows drooping thought proudly.

However, the old man with his eyebrows on his face full of spring breeze suddenly turned pale, and a trace of horror faintly appeared.

When the surging qi wave was about to shoot onto Xiang Qi's body, an almost transparent white light veil suddenly appeared in front of him, which was the spirit veil.

The shading yarn was a few feet square, completely blocking Xiang Qi behind him.

Soon, a surging wave of qi shot out onto the veil, and a suspicious scene occurred.

The surging qi of Shicai was also powerful, but not only failed to break the shading veil, but also failed to shake it in the slightest. This veil is like a mountain, standing quietly, not moving.

But this is not the end, the moment the turbulent qi wave touches the shading veil, the power is suddenly lost, and soon, this turbulent qi wave gradually disappears, and the void becomes calm as usual.

The angry old man with drooping eyebrows recklessly waved at the fierce fan, which once again stimulated the fierce fan.

The old man's face was as white as paper, bloodless, and his teeth clenched and creaked. His eyes were full of resentment and viciousness, staring at Xiang Qi with a look of disgust, eager to devour him alive!

Although the surging air wave from the fierce fan this time still had great power, as soon as it came into contact with the Soul Veil, it immediately lost its power.

Annoyed and angry, the old man with his eyebrows repeated his old trick and wanted to activate the fierce fan again, but he was surprised to find that the remaining mana in his body was no longer enough to activate this fan again.

The old man's heart sank, and his whole body trembled as if he had been struck by lightning, and his mind was much clearer. Only then did he realize that his mana had been depleted by seven or eight out of ten, and although he would not fall into the realm, he had also lost the possibility of killing that person.

After all, he is an old monster who has lived for hundreds of years, and the concept of "if you can't beat it, you can run" is still ingrained in his mind.

At this moment, he saw that a white blade had already pierced his protective aura, and it was about to hit his heart.

I saw him slam sideways to the side, and the white blade pierced a few inches away from his heart, and just as the old man with drooping eyebrows secretly rejoiced, another white blade pierced his protective aura and came straight to his heart. And this time, the old man with drooping eyebrows was not so lucky, and before he could turn sideways, the white blade pierced through his heart!

After the old man's body shook from side to side a few times, he made a "poof" sound, fell to the ground, and couldn't die anymore.