The changes in the field were too fast, and Li Linyuan, who was sure to win, suddenly changed from a winner to a prey to be slaughtered, and his three flying swords were shattered, and he was powerless to resist the terrifying white mang.

"Ahh

Li Linyuan shouted in shock, wanting to dodge to both sides, but it was too late, the white light had already revealed its true body in the piercing sound of breaking the air, and it was actually a simple long sword that exuded powerful aura fluctuations.

This long sword is larger than the ordinary flying sword magic weapon, and the blade flows with the same brilliance as water lines, like a long rainbow that breaks through the sky, when the long sword erupts from Wang Cang's mouth, the aura of heaven and earth within a radius of 100 zhang is like boiling boiling water, and it is driven by the breath of the long sword to become irritable.

"The sword is like a rainbow, and the flying sword is not a magic weapon!"

"The sword is in the abdomen, the long sword in his mouth is a magic weapon!"

"Senior Brother Li, be careful!"

Most of the Cangyun disciples couldn't see the truth about the long sword, but a few white-clothed true legends saw the horror of the long sword, what could affect the aura of heaven and earth when the sword came out was definitely not a magic weapon, and the flying sword that could be stored in the abdomen could only be a magic weapon.

A magic weapon, a terrifying weapon that surpasses the magic weapon.

The most powerful thing about a cultivator is not the ontology, nor the mind, but those mysterious mystical Dao methods and all kinds of magic weapons with terrifying powers.

The existence of magic weapons, cultivators are well known, the preciousness of magic weapons, not to mention the magic weapons comparable, a high-level magic weapon attack and defense distance of at most about five zhang, and the most ordinary low-level magic weapon, can be twenty or thirty zhang away, killing people invisibly.

The magic weapon is not only far more powerful than the magic weapon, but the price is even more sensational, and the realm of the magic weapon must at least reach the golden pill, and few people in the cultivation world have heard that the monks in the late stage of foundation building can urge the magic weapon.

The scene of Wang Cang's mouth spitting out the magic weapon shocked all the Cangyun disciples, Li Linyuan's face was pale and stunned in place, not that he didn't want to hide, but he couldn't hide at all, at such a close distance, once he was attacked by the magic weapon, the cultivator of the foundation building realm would definitely die.

Airplanes!

Just when people were shocked, another white ray rose from the deacon hall, flew in front of Li Linyuan like lightning, and crashed into Wang Cang's long sword.

Rumble!

In a dazzling light, a deafening loud noise exploded, and a wave of aura formed by the aura turned into an entity and swept away from the crowd, and the onlookers were staggered and embarrassed by this powerful wave of qi.

After the qi wave, another long sword flashing with dark cyan brilliance appeared in front of Li Linyuan, it was this long sword just now, blocking Wang Cang's magic weapon for him and saving his life.

"The Seven Evil Sects are really extraordinary, even the people of the Foundation Building Realm can have magic weapons, they are really rich and powerful, and they are so domineering!"

In the midst of the loud shouting, a fat figure appeared in front of everyone, and the chin folded into three layers was trembling up and down, looking very funny.

Seeing the comer, Li Linyuan hurriedly got up to pay respects, and the surrounding Cangyun disciples all bowed down and saluted, calling him the deacon elder, this fat Taoist was the deacon elder Fang He of the deacon hall.

The deacon hall was led by the deacon elders, and with Fang He's cultivation in the middle of the Jindan, it was obviously easy to stop the magic weapon flying sword that Wang Cang reluctantly issued, Fang He stared at Wang Cang coldly in his eyes after drinking, and his face sank like water.

"It turned out to be Elder Cangyun, who missed at the next moment and almost injured the disciple of your sect, and I hope that the elder will forgive his sins. ”

Wang Cang withdrew the magic weapon flying sword, and said with an unusually pale face, in the face of the elders in the middle of the Jindan, he didn't dare to be arrogant, and the blow just now had consumed all his spiritual power, if he hadn't used special means, even if he had the magic weapon, he wouldn't be able to urge it.

"Hmph. ”

Fang He snorted coldly and said, "Since you and Li Linyuan are sparring, the victory or defeat depends on your ability, and if you win him, you are considered to be a step ahead, but what you did just now was obviously to kill him, and you dared to commit murder outside my deacon hall, you are really bold!"

Saying this, Fang He obviously wanted to suppress the arrogance of the Seven Evil Sects.

Wang Cang's face changed for a while, and he was silent, he dared to scold other Cangyun disciples, but he didn't dare to contradict the elders of the Jindan realm, once he angered the other party, this was the territory of Cangyun Sect, and there was absolutely no good fruit for him to eat.

"Say that I committed murder in the Seven Evil Sects, which eye of you, fat man, saw Wang Cang kill someone, which disciple of your Cangyun Sect was killed?"

Just when the disciples of the Seven Evil Sect didn't dare to speak, suddenly there was a cold cry in the distance, and a thin figure had already come to the front in a few jumps, and the person who came was dressed in a brown robe, with a sharp beak and monkey cheeks, eyes like electricity, and no fear in his tone.

"Elder Wu!"

When the disciples of the Seven Evil Sect saw that the person who came was their own elder, they immediately had the backbone of the main body and stood behind the person who came.

"It turned out to be Wu Ren, Elder Wu, who had no one in his eyes in the Seven Evil Sects. Fang He glanced at the other party and said casually.

Wu Ren didn't care about Fang He's ridicule, and sneered at each other: "The old man is no one in his eyes, what's the matter, you Fang Fat Man is a fat pig in my eyes, a rice bucket that can only eat and drink." ”

"You!" Fang He was furious by the other party, he just mocked, and the other party actually scolded directly.

"What are you, what, why do you want to have a fight with me, no problem, I'm accompanied by Wu, don't say it's you, even if your eldest brother Elder Wu comes, I'm not afraid!" Wu Ren pinched his waist and shouted with his face up, he was already very thin, and this posture was like an aggressive big mouse.

"Compete with you, hmph, the old man is not free, if you really want to compete with my eldest brother, I can take you to Fuyao Peak for a tour, I'm afraid you don't have the guts." Fang He directly rejected the other party.

Wu Ren's cultivation was in the late stage of Jindan, and Fang He was only in the middle stage of Jindan, and his realm was one order behind, so it was difficult for Fang He to win compared to fighting.

As soon as Wu Ren heard that Fang He was going to take him to Fuyao Peak, his arrogance suddenly became a little shorter, and he could compare himself with Fang He, if he really wanted to do something with Fang Yan in the Yuanying realm, he was looking for death.

"Cowardly rats, Wang Cang, let's go. Wu Ren scolded and was about to leave with the disciples of the Seven Evil Sects.

"You people from the Seven Evil Sects have deliberately delayed time and damaged one of our Cangyun disciples' cold spirit leaves, if you want to leave, you can leave the compensation and leave!" In the crowd, one Cangyun disciple was angry with the other party's rampant and shouted loudly.

Wang Cang had recovered a lot at this time, and as soon as he heard this, he immediately sneered and took out four hundred spirit stones, threw them on the ground, and said, "It's just a few hundred spirit stones, I should give them to you, buy more pills to recover your injuries, and save yourself from being beaten by me tomorrow and not being able to get up." ”

After Wang Cang finished speaking, he and the people from the Seven Evil Sects left the deacon hall, and the Cangyun disciples shouted and scolded again, one by one angry.

Fang He watched the people of the Seven Evil Sect walk away, waved his hand to disperse the onlookers, and returned to the deacon hall with a gloomy face, he still couldn't understand why Wang Cang could use the cultivation in the late stage of foundation building to urge the low-level magic weapon.

There was no excitement to see, and people dispersed one after another, but Bai Yi stood in place, silent for a long time, looking at the figure of the people of the Seven Evil Sect walking away, his brows furrowed.

Originally, the competition between the Zhuji monks this time was extremely tasteless in Bai Yi's eyes, even if the two people in the competition were extremely outstanding in the eyes of other disciples, it was still too bad in Bai Yi's eyes, after all, he used to be a scattered immortal, and this level of competition could not arouse his interest.

Since Wang Cang spit out the magic weapon, Bai Yi was finally moved, because the spiritual power of the foundation builder will definitely not reach the point of urging the magic weapon, unless Wang Cang uses an unknown special power, and when Wang Cang spit out the magic weapon, Bai Yi faintly felt a very strange aura.