"Vertical Zier dare!"

Chen Ming got up angrily, his hands clenched into fists, as if he suddenly understood something from Fang Shou's tone at this moment. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

I saw Fang Shou, the moment he pulled out the Heavenly Sword Fetal Sword, suddenly a majestic momentum emerged from his body, and the turbulent air flow swept in, forcing Chen Ding to take a few steps back, and a bad thought suddenly rose in his heart.

"Bang~"

A bright white light suddenly appeared, piercing Chen Ding's eyes, he subconsciously raised his left arm to block, but everything seemed to be too late!

With a sneer, Chen Ding's left arm was cut off shoulder-high, and blood splattered out, scattering into a fan shape in the air.

Chen Ding's face was hideous, the green tendons burst out in his forehead, knowing that he was facing a life-and-death crisis, so he endured the pain, and controlled the Yin Soul Bell with one hand to prepare to fight back, but before he could react, another flash of light flashed, he only felt that his right shoulder was light, as if he had lost something, and the Yin Soul Bell was also out of his control, just about to lift his legs, he suddenly couldn't use his strength, and his whole body seemed to be drained.

"Ah~"

A sharp pain that ripped his heart and lungs spread all over his body in the blink of an eye, Chen Ding gritted his teeth and tried to get up, but then he found that he was only left with his torso, and his limbs had been cut off by the sword in Fang Shou's hand, and they were scattered to the side.

As for the Yin Soul Bell, it was lying alone at Fang Shou's feet, without Chen Ding's stimulation, the ghost head pattern on both sides of the Yin Soul Bell was slowly hidden, returning to an ordinary copper bell.

"Looking for death!" Far away in the circular hall, Chen Ming saw Chen Ding's tragic situation, and immediately wanted to intervene, but he didn't expect that the old ape would team up with Yang Gang and the reluctant hermit to go down to the competition platform first.

Chen Ming then arrived, but after all, he was a step too late, Fang Shou had already been surrounded by the old ape and them into buckets, and the defense was extremely tight. Through the cracks in the person, he looked at Fang Shou, his eyes narrowed into a line, and he opened his mouth and spit out the two words:

"You dare!"

Chen Ming's tone, from beginning to end, did not have the slightest doubt, he looked at Fang Shou, the corners of his mouth hooked up a grim smile, this is not that he does not care about Chen Ding's life and death, but in his opinion, with him here, Fang Shou will not dare to kill again.

After being silent for a while, Fang Shou and Chen Ding glanced at each other, then withdrew their gaze and wiped the remaining blood stains on the fetal sword with the hem of their clothes.

After personally trying it, Fang Shou found that although this fetal sword was not of high grade, it had an advantage - it was indestructible!

You must know that since he himself entered the bone refining, the muscles and bones have been tempered to be extremely tough, in the words of the old ape, with Fang Shou's current physical strength, it is completely enough to bypass the second order of blood melting and transformation in the back, and directly enter the knot. To put it a little more vividly, ordinary mortal weapons can't hurt him, even if it leaves a trace, it is very difficult.

At that time, after Fang Shou successfully broke through the third-order "bone refining" of the foundation building, he did not leave in a hurry, but after learning the news that the third day of the Tianjiao Battle had opened, he continued to tinker in front of the grinding plate for a long time, and finally his hard work paid off, and he became the first person in the pattern gate to obtain the fetal sword of the Heavenly Sword.

However, to Fang Shou's surprise, the fetal sword of the Heavenly Sword, a mere inferior mortal weapon, was so sharp that it could be broken when it was blown out, and it was only an experimental light stroke on his reverse scale bone, and a bloody opening was opened, and the blood overflowed incessantly, and it took half a sound to recover.

"The reverse scale bone can resist the attack of the Jiedan, but under the edge of the fetal sword, there is no resistance at all, which shows that although the fetal sword cannot be used with the usual power, it is also an extraordinary sword. ”

After initially realizing this, Fang Shou asked the old ape to take him to a mining area rich in "turtle breath stone" in Shizhi Mountain, and asked to test the hardness of the fetal sword, after all, turtle breath stone is known as the strongest natural ore in the Fang Realm, and the ordinary Yuan Infant Realm can cause slight damage to turtle breath stone, and it cannot be artificially used without special skills to melt and smelt. Therefore, it is also because of its "solid" characteristic that most of the magic weapons above the treasures of the Fang Realm are made of turtle stones.

Although the situation was urgent, and it had been nearly an hour since the opening of the Tianjiao Battle, the old ape was still patient and agreed to Fang Shou's request-in his mind, since it was too late, he didn't care about delaying it for so long.

Next, the two of them found a remote mountain col and drilled into it.

As if holding some mysterious ceremony, Fang Shou solemnly raised his fetal sword with apprehension, and slashed it vigorously at the whole turtle stone in front of him that had just been stolen from the mining area by the old ape.

As a result, not only Fang Shou was shocked, but even the old ape, a capable man who claimed to have seen strong winds and waves, was so shocked that he dropped his jaw.

The expected fierce confrontation was not staged, and I saw that the fetal sword, like cutting tofu, easily split the turtle breath stone that the Yuan Ying and the strong people couldn't help but split in half, how could this not be surprising?

"This ...... That's an exaggeration, isn't it?"

Fang Shou and the old ape looked at each other, originally they were just holding the mentality of giving it a try, and even the old ape was worried that Fang Shou had broken the fetal sword this time, and he would not be able to explain to Situ Nan and them when he went back.

After getting this astonishing result, the old ape instructed Fang Shou not to let anyone see that this sword had this characteristic, and after he returned, he had to pretend to be generous to express his disgust with this sword.

However, there was no need for the old ape to remind him, Fang Shou himself was quite disappointed with the fetal sword.

Perhaps because the expectations were too high, Fang Shou thought that for the monk, whether a magic weapon was sharp or not did not mean much. Especially after he heard that some high-level magic weapons can exert the power of spells and form a great gain on the holder, he is even less interested in "sharpness".

For example, the Yin Soul Bell at his feet was obviously a high-level magic weapon.

Resisting the urge to collect the "loot", Fang Shou continued to wipe the fetal sword, which in Chen Ming's opinion, was already its deterrent work, and the monks present also thought so.

There is still a long way to go, Fang Shou is about to be sent to experience after the Tianjiao War, and in the future, there will be occasions to travel alone, and it is by no means a fun thing to be stared at by a strong person who can cultivate.

But at the same time, there is another mystery that lingers in the hearts of most of the people present, that is, how did Fang Shou knock Chen Ding down with one blow?

At this moment, it was embedded in the stands on all sides, and together with the stands, it formed a huge pentagonal circular hall, and the powerhouses of all forces moved out of the hall and came to the front of the competition platform, and gathered together with the old ape and others.

Relatively speaking, they prefer this kind of on-the-spot experience, which is admired by thousands of people from above, and there is no attraction to such a strong person.