The Mine Pickaxe Magic Weapon, which froze in the sky above the hall, emitted a dazzling red light, and no matter how hard Ishikawa tried, he couldn't manipulate half a minute.

"Strange?" Ishikawa said secretly in his heart, "What is crazy about this magic weapon, why don't you listen to it?"

To tell the truth, although this mine pickaxe magic weapon is a little ugly, but for most of the magic weapons, it is basically indestructible and very practical, and in recent days, Ishikawa has also used it very easily. The sudden occurrence of this change made Ishikawa a little uncomfortable for a while.

But since this was the case, Ishikawa didn't care about it anymore, and casually took out a high-grade Xuantie sword and attacked Huang Feng Roar.

At the same time, a golden talisman was also punched out in his hand.

Huang Feng roared and his upper body froze, and the Tian Yuan puppet immediately found an opportunity, and smashed its eight arms fiercely.

"Poof!" a few crisp golden sounds.

On the arm of the Tian Yuan puppet, there were a few shallow scars.

"Red copper?" Huang Feng shouted loudly, "I understand, I understand, I actually used red copper to repair the Tian Yuan puppet, so that the Tian Yuan puppet advanced to the fourth layer of the Qi cultivation period?"

Huang Feng looked at these four huge Tian Yuan puppets, his face changed even more, if they were really repaired with red copper, the red copper used by these four Tian Yuan puppets would probably make them use the Spirit Sword Pavilion for more than ten years.

"Who the hell are you, otherwise don't blame me for being rude. Huang Fengyu felt a little fluctuating in his heart, and the Taoist in Tsing Yi in front of him really put a lot of pressure on him.

"It doesn't matter who I am, it's useless if you know anyway. "Ishikawa found that Huang Feng Yu was really not so easy to deal with, eighteen flying swords to protect himself, eighteen flying swords to defend against the enemy, according to what Long Yanning said, Huang Feng Yu should still have thirty-six flying swords that have not been used.

If you show it at the same time, how strong do you have to be?

Ishikawa's face changed slightly, and he secretly said in his heart: "No, this battle can't be delayed, it must be resolved quickly!"

"Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh" Four or five high-grade Xuantie swords attacked at the same time.

"If you only have this kind of ability, hurry up and arrest it, I can still leave you a whole corpse. Huang Feng looked at these high-grade Xuantie swords and laughed.

Huang Feng roared and laughed, naturally he had his capital, just a few high-grade Xuantie swords, they couldn't cause him any harm at all. His flying sword, although it is only a medium-grade magic weapon, is better than a lot.

Huang Feng roared loudly, his face turned pale, and eighteen flying swords flew out from his cuffs. And these eighteen swords turned out to be high-grade magic weapons.

Ishikawa's face was shocked, he didn't expect Huang Feng Yu to have such a strong means, just now I heard Huang Feng Yu outside that he could deal with the monk of the tenth layer of the Qi training period, and thought that he was bragging, but now he saw Huang Feng Yu manipulating fifty-four flying swords at the same time, and he really had the power to fight with the monk of the tenth layer of the Qi training period.

At the same time, Ishikawa also secretly sighed that Huang Feng's divine thoughts were powerful.

With Ishikawa's current divine thoughts, he far surpassed that of ordinary ninth-level monks in the Qi cultivation period, and the magic weapons he manipulated at the same time would not exceed ten. And Huang Feng Roar actually manipulated fifty-four magic weapons, which seemed to be at ease, and he couldn't help but make Ishikawa sigh.

The eighteen high-grade magic weapons were almost integrated, and they collided with Ishikawa's high-grade Xuantie Sword, and two Xuantie swords were directly broken into two and fell to the ground.

The remaining ones were also not lightly damaged.

"Haha......" Huang Feng's miserable white face showed a hideous smile.

Ishikawa watched as thirty flying swords came at him, throwing out several immobilization golden talismans and stagnant talismans, and he dodged over. At the same time, he manipulated the several damaged top-grade Xuantie swords to slam at Huang Feng.

"I can't do it!" Huang Feng sneered, manipulating thirty-six flying swords to pursue Ishikawa. At the same time, the eighteen flying swords that protect the body are the high-grade black iron swords against Ishikawa.

"Bang, bang!" Several more high-grade black iron swords were shattered and fell to the ground.

In an instant, only a flying sword emitted a faint blue light remained.

With a flash of blue fluorescence, the sword suddenly fled more than a foot and jumped directly to Huang Feng's side.

Huang Feng's face was shocked, his divine mind had already manipulated fifty-four flying swords, and his body technique was naturally much slower.

"Poof!" a sword stabbed him in the shoulder, blood pouring down.

"You want to die!" Huang Feng roared angrily, and eighteen high-grade flying swords flew out of his cuffs.

At this time, the flying swords that Huang Feng roared at the same time actually reached seventy-two, of which thirty-six were high-grade magic weapons and thirty-six were medium-grade magic weapons.

After forcing away the magic sword that had stabbed him, Huang Feng swallowed a few pills. His face turned even paler.

Ishikawa had already played the Divine Speed Golden Talisman, and the pace under his feet increased several times, dodging the pursuit of the thirty-six flying swords with extremely agile body movements, and at this time, Ishikawa began to slowly pay attention to the changes that occurred in the Yellow Wind Roar.

Among the several high-grade Xuantie swords that Ishikawa had just released, there was a hidden underworld sword obtained at the auction, and the main task of the high-grade Xuantie sword was to protect the underworld sword, and the damage of the high-grade Xuantie sword made Huang Feng paralyze and careless, thinking that Ishikawa was nothing more than that. Unexpectedly, Ishikawa actually had a netherworld sword.

"What's going on?" Huang Feng howled, no matter what method he used, the wound could not stop the bleeding. And a chill slowly swam through his body.

In the time of a stick of incense, the pace of the yellow wind roaring has slowed down a lot.

Ishikawa knew in his heart that Huang Fengyu controlled seventy-two magic swords, and the divine consciousness consumed was naturally extremely large, as long as he delayed with him for a while, Huang Fengyu would definitely not be able to support it.

In addition, the cold poison of the Underworld Sword will also spread in Huang Feng's roaring body, and this cold poison cannot be expelled without the True Yuan Fire of the foundation building period monks. This is also the reason why Ishikawa wanted to buy this Underworld Sword at all costs.

Against monks below the foundation building period, the odds of winning increased a lot.

Ishikawa walked in circles with the yellow wind, and at the same time focused his attention on the mining pickaxe magic weapon, the periphery of the mining pickaxe magic weapon seemed to be slowly melting, and the blood stains on it slowly melted into it. Ishikawa tried to retract it into the storage bag, but the mind was like a mud cow entering the sea, and it was impossible to manipulate it.

Within a quarter of an hour, Huang Fengyu was already a little unable to support it, his face changed color and sallow, and there were layers of sweat beads on his forehead.

"I want your life!" Huang Feng said viciously.

Seventy-two flying swords formed a huge sword array, circling all over Huang Feng's roaring body, and the spiritual power in the entire room seemed to be surging towards the sword array.

Ishikawa's face changed slightly, and he couldn't help but think of Chu Yunfei's bright silver sword, which seemed to have this effect.

Huang Feng roared and the green tendons on his forehead bulged, and shouted: "Disease!"

Seventy-two flying swords struck at the same time, shooting at Ishikawa's. Looking at Huang Feng's behavior and tone, it was like fighting hard and fighting to the death with Ishikawa.

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