In the dust all over the sky, Bingyang stood straight in it like a pillar of optimus, and as the smoke and dust gradually dissipated, his figure appeared little by little—embarrassed, a pure white robe stained with dots of mud, the corners of his clothes had been burned by the scorching heat and many small scorched black holes, and he himself had messy hair, and the crown of hair on his head fell hundreds of feet away. The cuff of the left hand holding the scabbard of the pen & fun > www.biquge.info has been completely burned.

At this moment, the shield that protected him on Bingyang's body was gone, and even if he was far away, Li Shan could feel the fluctuations emanating from the robe on Bingyang's body: it turned out to be a robe of a high-grade magic weapon! No wonder Bingyang was able to resist the Dao method that was comparable to the full force of the early monk of the Jiedan, but unfortunately, this high-grade magic weapon was on the verge of destruction, and it was almost burned clean by Cheng Pan's blue flame, and I am afraid that it can still be worn intact on the body now It is still the credit of Bingyang's scabbard.

Li Shan looked at Cheng Pan thoughtfully-that terrifying blue flame, I am afraid that the magic power of this jade fan is the dozen or so blue flames, that terrifying majesty, this jade fan is worthy of being a top-grade magic weapon. Li Shan thought of his Jin Qi Zi Mother Blade, the power of the Jin Qi Zi Mother Blade of the complete set of magic weapons was definitely not inferior to this jade fan, but it was a pity that the Jin Qi Zi Mother Blade was already missing, if this problem was not solved, I am afraid that the power of the complete set of magic weapons would not be able to be exerted at all.

Li Shan attaches great importance to the Jin Qi Zi Mother Blade, most of the complete sets of magic weapons are more powerful than ordinary single magic weapons, especially in the supernatural power, he is also looking for a way to repair the Jin Qi Zi Mother Blade, maybe he can find a way to repair it in the Yuan Ji Sect.

Continue to look at it, Bingyang over there seems to be injured, this is inevitable, there are so many monks in the martial arts arena I am afraid that except for a few elders on the stage, who can take over that magic power unscathed, even if Bingyang is strong, he is only in the late stage of foundation building, and the moves that can resist the power of this Jiedan are all based on a magic weapon!

Bingyang glanced at the scabbard that was already full of cracks and was on the verge of damage, and then put it back into the storage bag, the long sword in his right hand stood in front of him, he took a deep breath, and the long sword floated in front of him with both hands.

One turned into two, two turned into four, four turned into eight, and finally a full sixteen long swords floated in front of him, each of these identical long swords pointed directly at Cheng Pan, and all the common ones emitted a trace of cold air as if they were made of ice.

In Li Shan's eyes, the spiritual energy vortex around Bingyang's body that seemed to be like a substance, and his face suddenly looked a little surprised—could it be that Bingyang's mana was not enough to fill the void of this high-grade magic weapon in his hand?

Li Shan, who was a few miles away, could see clearly what was happening to Bingyang, how could Cheng Pan not see it, Bingyang was obviously preparing the magic power of the high-grade magic weapon, which made Cheng Pan suddenly vigilant, Cheng Pan knew that he couldn't hesitate at this moment, and he couldn't care about what was consumed or not, although he didn't know how powerful Bingyang's move was, Cheng Pan couldn't be careless.

The sword of the ice sun, almost everyone in the Luoxia Valley does not know its name, nor does it know what its magical powers are. This kind of supernatural power has never been revealed in front of Luoxia Valley, and today is probably the time for this trick to see the light.

The essence of the ice blue sword continued to swallow, sixteen long swords buzzed, under the infusion of the mana of the ice yang made a pleasant sound, this sound only lasted for a few breaths, as if it had absorbed enough of the master's mana, the cold aura around these long swords was even thicker, thanks to these cold air, the ice yang side has begun to flutter and fall ice chips.

On the other side, it was completely the opposite, Cheng Pan seemed to be squeezing his mana, barely piecing together another magic weapon, and his face was rapidly turning pale - this was the reason for the rapid consumption of mana, which put a huge pressure on Cheng Pan's dantian, after all, overdrawing mana could easily hurt the foundation.

Eventually, an ice blue flame that seemed to be slightly less powerful than the first one was formed, which Cheng Pan barely maintained. The supernatural powers of high-grade magic weapons are well-known to consume mana, and Cheng Pan's ability to use two magic weapons in a row in the later stage of foundation building has really proved his amazing strength, but it is a pity that the second ice blue flame is not as full as the previous one, and each of the dozen flames is a circle smaller, and it looks inferior.

Li Shan was secretly worried about Cheng Pan, after all, it was really not a reliable thing to use an incomplete magic weapon to fight against Bingyang's intact and mana-absorbing divine power.

The air on both sides is changing, one cold and one hot, one blue and one red, and after a short accumulation of energy, they are shouting and rushing towards each other at the same time!

When the ice blue flame left in front of him, Cheng Pan's whole person fell to the ground as if he had collapsed, and he fell to the ground on all fours, and he didn't know what to say, with Li Shan's eyesight, he could see that his lips moved slightly, and then he couldn't cry or laugh, what Cheng Pan said was: Mom, don't play anymore!

On the other side, the two opposing supernatural powers collided together viciously, and exploded at the moment of contact - this was caused by Cheng Pan's blue flames, these blue flames seemed to explode the moment they touched anything, of course, the ice flames that were also supernatural powers were no exception, and it was a vigorous explosion!

"Boom ——!"

The aftermath of the explosion buried the two monks who were somewhat overconsumed at the same time in the smoke and dust, leaving the spectators in the audience secretly wondering who had won!

Li Shan's eyes flickered, and he swept into the formation with his divine sense, which was as strong as a monk of Jiedan, and suddenly he could see it in the smoke-filled ring.

Cheng Pan was still lying on the ground on all fours, with no scars on his body except for embarrassment, and dozens of talisman seals were pasted on his body, and there were faint fluctuations from these talismans, protecting Cheng Pan tightly. But at the same time, these runes burned one after another without wind, obviously these runes blocked the collision of the two supernatural powers for Cheng Pan, of course, the final result was that all of these runes were destroyed!

Li Shan's face was strange, and he looked at Cheng Pan from afar: This person is really a wonderful flower in the cultivation realm! There are definitely no less than a hundred protective talismans on his body!

Of course, Li Shan forgot that he himself was not a strange person in the cultivation realm, which normal cultivator would carry hundreds or thousands of poison pills on his body.

A slight sword sound sounded in Cheng Pan's ears, and Cheng Pan suddenly rolled to the side, but unfortunately it was still a little late, and an extremely fast flying sword pierced his arm, leaving an icy wound - no blood flowed out, because the blood had frozen before it flowed out!

Cheng Pan glanced at his injured arm, and when he saw that the long sword was attacking again, he said helplessly: "Okay, I admit defeat!"

On the other side, Bingyang stood straight in place, his face was also extremely pale, and at his feet there was a jade pendant with broken bones, which seemed to have resisted this attack for him. At this moment, Bingyang pinched the trick with one hand and was expressionless, knowing that he only put down his hand when he heard Cheng Pan's admission of defeat.

"Bang dang!" The long sword flying in mid-air fell directly to the ground - Fang Cai's control was probably Bingyang's last strength.

But even so, Bingyang stood stiffly, unlike Cheng Pan on the other side, who had become a soft bone.

Of course, Li Shan prefers to believe that Cheng Pan is lazy.