And Zhang Xiangbei has his own success in this, in his mind, after a vicious battle in the morning, it is impossible for the divine sense to reply so quickly, and now he has made three magic weapons and spiritual weapons, plus two demon pets, how can it last.

As long as he always maintains the containment of his combat power, when Fang Yan's soul is tired, he will perform the lore that has been hidden so far, Fang Yan will be difficult to parry, and the final victory can be expected. And he will thus succeed in replacing the dialect and seizing a place in the Eight Great Sects.

The two of them had their own thoughts, each with their own plans, but they didn't stop at all, their movements became faster and faster, and their attacks became more and more ferocious, not giving their opponents any respite. From the very beginning of the game, the pace of this competition was very fast, the means of both sides were one after another, and the attacks were also wave after wave, continuous without the slightest pause.

In this way, the ring was extremely lively, with nearly ten spiritual weapons flying around, plus a pair of bronze people and two demon pets, the scene was disturbed, and people couldn't help but be dazzled. Everyone in the audience watched it very enjoyable, and it was like watching a big show between coming and going.

In the blink of an eye, dozens of rounds passed, and although Fang Yan did not take out the spirit weapon again, he increased the use of the talisman, with his talisman attack method, and with a few powerful artifacts, he was more comfortable between attack and defense. If it weren't for the relatively small space of the ring, the dialect rune array would be a better choice in such a chaotic situation, but unfortunately it could not be used due to the conditions.

Seeing that Fang Yan added another means, and seeing that he was so skillful, it was not just a few talismans on a whim, but a continuous talisman attack, which broke the original balance again. Zhang Xiangbei also has a bit of a headache, he is not afraid of the variety of attack methods, as a battle cultivation scene has a lot of experience, he has seen many attack methods, but he has never seen such a huge and complex as dialects, and there is not much connection between several attack methods at all.

After a fight. He also felt that Fang Yan's experience in fighting was not inferior to his own, and he was obviously the kind of monk who was used to fighting with others, not a person who grew up by Qing cultivation, and he couldn't take advantage of fighting with such a person. Gritting his teeth, Zhang Xiangbei took out an object again, which was actually a square brick-shaped magic weapon with a yellow color. With a little urging, it becomes a few zhang in size.

It's a Dharma weapon again, and this is since the dialect participated in the Dharma Fighting Conference. The second time I saw someone using magic weapons, none of them were mortal, and their power was no less than that of high-level spiritual weapons. With a "whew", this brick-shaped magic weapon was smashed by Zhang Xiangbei as if throwing bricks, aiming at the dialect, bringing bursts of whistling wind.

Fang Yan was slightly surprised, he had never seen such a strange magic weapon, and the attack method was so special, there was no subtlety. It is relying on the power of the material itself, and it is actually a magic weapon that wins by force, which is really rare. Fang Yan hurriedly flashed sideways, but saw that this square brick magic weapon was driven by Zhang Xiangbei, and quickly chased after him, and fell hard at him again.

A powerful magic weapon, I don't know if this person has practiced alchemy. Looking at the way he manipulated this object, it was obviously a bit stiff, far from being as easy as when he manipulated many spiritual weapons. Even these utensils have been used, and it seems that this person has exhausted his donkey skills, and there should be no decent means. Otherwise, how could such objects be taken out without hesitation?

However, Fang Yan still didn't dare to be careless, and of course he didn't want to deal with this brick-like magic weapon in person. Fang Yan casually summoned a puppet beast, anyway, the material of this kind of refined dead thing is also very hard, and it is very suitable to deal with this thing.

Seeing that Fang Yan summoned another puppet beast, Zhang Xiangbei was secretly happy in his heart, and the two have fought until now. He knows that it is impossible for either side to win in a short period of time, and the only way is to see who can hold out longer. Manipulating a puppet beast is the most mind-consuming, and he thinks that this is where the weakness of the dialect lies, as long as he can hold the dialect to death, and when he runs out of consciousness, it is extremely easy to win.

Who knew that after a period of stalemate, Zhang Xiangbei himself couldn't bear it, at this time his envoy's artifacts had reached as many as eight, although most of them were complete sets of spiritual weapons, and they could barely support it in terms of divine consciousness, but the mana was already unsustainable. And looking at the state of the dialect, there is no manifestation of excessive consumption of divine consciousness, I can't figure out why he is completely fine, could it be that he has taken an elixir that quickly heals his divine consciousness?

However, no matter how good the elixir is, it is impossible for the damage of the divine consciousness to recover in a short period of time, especially if the monk is tired, how can the elixir be able to solve it, it is completely contrary to common sense. Zhang Xiangbei refused to believe that dialect could still have such an amazing effect of the elixir, even if he had Elder Taishang as his master, it was impossible.

It's useless to think about this, and the only way to do this is to use a killer move, otherwise he will have no chance in this battle. Zhang Xiangbei is also a decisive person, without any hesitation, he reached out and took out a longbow from the storage bag, twisted a few fiery red feather arrows in his other hand, pulled out one, and then quickly opened the bow and arrows, and in an instant, the place where Zhang Xiangbei stood became bright red, and the fire aura that was almost visible to the naked eye shot out.

"Soul storage magic weapon! It's still at the level of a spiritual weapon, Senior Brother Zhang actually has such a means. Fang Yan was surprised, he naturally had channels before the fight, and he inquired about the strength of the opponent, but he didn't hear that he had such a sharp weapon, this person is not shallow, and he can hide such a method so deeply.

In fact, the spirit storage magic weapon is not uncommon, the dialect has been encountered several times in the fighting method, and he has one in his hand, but it is a magic weapon level, which is acceptable to deal with the monks in the Qi refining period, and it has not been used since the foundation was built, and this high-level competition is even more useless. And the other party's spirit storage magic weapon is obviously of a much higher level, and with a little urging, it has such a momentum, not to mention the high-level spirit weapon, the full urging is probably no less than a blow from the Jindan monk.

Because this kind of magic weapon is not driven by the holder's mana, but is driven by spirit stones or spiritual objects, as long as there is enough spiritual power, and the artifact itself can withstand it, why not launch a super attack. However, the more powerful a magic weapon is, the more complex the structure, and it is difficult to refine it into a portable artifact.

For example, on his way back to South Vietnam, he had seen some large spirit storage magic weapons on the warship, not only the size was extremely large, but it was impossible for a single monk to urge it, like the small shape used by the other party, but the powerful spirit storage magic weapon was very rare, and I don't know what luck he took to have one.

"Yes, Senior Brother Fang has good eyesight, and he can see it at a glance. However, the true power of this item has never been seen by anyone except the senior brother, because everyone who has seen it has died. The junior brother can force this treasure out of the senior brother today. It's already considered glorious even though defeated, I think the junior brother should admit defeat, so as not to hurt himself. ”

Zhang Xiangbei said confidently. Such a powerful attack was no longer able to be resisted by a monk of their level, and he had also relied on this treasure to be invincible and win several fierce battles of life and death. It's just that the cost of this spirit storage magic weapon is too amazing, and it requires a top-grade spirit stone to drive. Moreover, one can only drive three feathered arrows to attack.

The stock of top-grade spirit stones is scarce in the cultivation realm, and it is not easy for foundation building monks to obtain them. Even Jindan monks are difficult to obtain, so usually when it is not a matter of life and death, Zhang Xiangbei is reluctant to use it. Even in the morning competition, he desperately couldn't hold back and didn't take it out, if it weren't for the dialect that forced him to such a point, he himself was extremely eager to participate in the Eight Great Sects, otherwise how could he be willing.

As he spoke, the fire aura around Zhang Xiangbei saw that it was gathering more and more, and at this moment, his whole body became red, and the flame of the bow and arrow also loomed. It's as if it's going to burn in the next moment. The temperature in the ring also rose suddenly, and everywhere was reflected in red light, and a spirit storage magic weapon was like a mighty power.

"Senior brother still refuses to admit defeat, once the attack is launched, even the senior brother will not be able to control it at that time, but don't hurt the harmony of my peers for a place. Senior Brother Fang. Admit defeat, junior brother has already let everyone see your true strength, and if you lose in the hands of this magic weapon today, no one is qualified to make irresponsible remarks. Zhang Xiang tried his best to persuade the dialect, in fact, he himself was a little reluctant to use that superb spirit stone, and it was best to be able to speak the dialect. After all, no matter how you look at him, he is already powerless.

"Senior Brother Zhang, I'm sorry, Senior Brother also has a means to hide so far, but I really want to know Senior Brother's strongest blow for a while. Don't say any more, let's make a move, the junior brother is waiting here, urging with all his might. Don't let your junior brother underestimate him!" Fang Yan suddenly shouted loudly, and then pointed a little towards his chest, only to see a spirit rune with a white glimmer of light suddenly appear on his chest.

As soon as the spirit rune came out, the surroundings of the dialect immediately became cold, and the temperature in the ring, which had become hot because the other party urged the spirit storage magic weapon, dropped suddenly. In the small range of the ring, the natal spirit talisman of the dialect also attracted the aura of heaven and earth, two powerful means that far exceeded the cultivation realm of both sides, and couldn't help but make the people present dumbfounded.

Zhang Xiangbei's eyes froze, he had already seen the power of the dialect natal spirit talisman, but he had to send it when he was ready to shoot, so let's see who was stronger of the two methods that were cited as lore. "Kill!", Zhang Xiangbei roared, three feather arrows were sent out at the same time, this was his strongest blow, if there was no way with such means, he couldn't think of any other means to defeat the enemy.

"Boom", the three feathered arrows burning with huge flames collided with the huge icicles emitted by the dialect in an instant, making a deafening loud noise. The entire ring was almost overturned, and this ring, which was only used for the fighting methods of the foundation disciples, seemed to be unable to withstand such power, and shook violently, and the prohibitions around it shone wildly.

The two of them were in it, and the impact was not small, and they both tried their best to protect themselves at the moment, trying to ensure that they did not lose at all. After the crazy impact, the ring had already become chaotic, and when Zhang Xiangbei had just come back to his senses and was about to look at Fang Yan, he saw him holding a long blade in his hand, and he didn't know when he rushed towards him, and he was already approaching.

With such a violent impact, Fang Yan looked like nothing happened, and he still looked full of energy, which surprised Zhang Xiangbei. In fact, dialect can be like this, relying on nothing more than the super defense of the demon king's shield, so that he can be ahead of Zhang Xiangbei, take the lead in withdrawing from the aftermath of the impact, and then launch an attack on him without thinking about it, how could dialect miss this kind of opportunity.

When Zhang Xiangbei was about to dodge, he suddenly found that the small sword weapon that he had been extremely careful had come to his side at some point. Just now, when he was defending with all his might, Fang Yan actually had the strength to manipulate this small sword, and took advantage of the chaos to come close to him, and Fang Yan himself rushed over to kill him. (To be continued.) If you like this work, you are welcome to vote for recommendation and monthly passes, and your support is my biggest motivation. )

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