How powerful is the third-level magic weapon?

The first-level magic weapon is equivalent to the magic attack of the cultivator in the Qi Condensation Stage, the second-level magic weapon is equivalent to the magic attack of the cultivator in the Foundation Establishment Stage, and the third-level magic weapon is equivalent to the magic attack of the cultivator in the Dan-Cracking Stage!

Ordinary magic weapons are mainly divided into three types: one-time, rechargeable, or require the caster to drive them with cultivation.

This Shinshen Crossbow is a magic weapon that requires both energy recharge and cooperating with the cultivation of the spell caster.

Fortunately, Chen Meng's cultivation is not enough to exert all the power of the Shi Tian Crossbow, otherwise, Ning Feng and Liu Ying would be finished just now!

There was dust all around, and the cave collapsed just now and the huge rocks fell down, several holes had appeared, so Chen Meng could not tell the location of Ning Feng and the others at this moment.

The purple-red halo once again condensed on the Shitian Crossbow, and the next blow was ready.

"And that stinky bitch, I wasted my efforts on you before. Haha, you are actually mixed with this waste now!"

Liu Ying didn't say anything, but just held the scimitar in her hand tightly, and the coldness in her eyes became a little more.

I was really blind at the beginning and actually tried to cooperate with such a scumbag.

The attack of the Zhentian Crossbow just now had some minor injuries. Although the injury was not serious, it affected her mobility, so her advantage was gone here. What she could do now is to accumulate strength and wait for the other party to reveal its flaws.

Chen Meng still shook the Zhentian Crossbow back and forth between several huge rocks next to the hole, trying to find the enemy's location.

Ning Feng tentatively threw a small stone to his side.

"Boom!"

As the small stone landed on the ground, a huge pit was instantly blasted out of its location.

Ning Feng's heart sank. I don't know how many times the opponent can fire such a powerful attack.

Although this roar is loud, the level of movement in the depths of the mine veins is not much different from the sound of mining in the usual mountains. In addition, I have already dispersed the surrounding miners before, so it seems that I can't count on support.

"I originally wanted to keep you for a few more days, but now it seems that you have learned about the ore veins deep in the ground, so you can't keep them."

The blow failed, Chen Meng did not look at all disappointed. He licked his lips and then continued to say excitedly:

"That bitch Liu Ying, please listen to me in there. Now let me go out and spend the night with the uncle. Don't play tricks. Serve me well, and I can spare you."

"Brother Chen, don't, the little woman is already injured, her legs and feet are inconvenient... I'll come out soon, wait..."

Liu Ying's delicate voice suddenly came from behind a huge rock. Even Ning Feng, who was beside him, felt a little numb and then looked at her with a strange look on his face.

Then, Liu Ying quickly winked at Ning Feng and pointed to the silver scimitar on her body.

Damn, you really dare to go out.

Even Chen Meng was stunned for the first time, and then suddenly thought that Liu Ying disappeared on the eve of the previous attack in Zhangjiazhai. Could it be that he went to take refuge because he was afraid of death.

Then he felt happy.

"Don't play tricks, come out quickly!"

Then Chen Meng continued to shake the magic weapon in his hand, trying to find Ning Feng's position in the smoke and dust.

Liu Ying really went out, and she dragged her injured left leg and limped out.

"stop!"

Just as she walked five steps in front of Chen Meng, Chen Meng suddenly stopped Liu Ying.

"Bitch, take off the veil you wear on your head!"

Chen Meng suddenly spoke.

Damn, this scum is so cautious that he even needs to inspect the goods first.

Ning Feng couldn't help but complain.

Then Liu Ying moved, she faced Chen Meng, gently raised her hands, and then unbuttoned the white veil she hung on her face.

The next moment, Chen Meng's expression quickly stopped, and then his expression changed and his eyes began to shine.

Unfortunately, Ning Feng could only see Liu Ying's back at this moment. He was actually very curious about what Liu Ying looked like.

After all, I have known each other for so long, even though I have secretly watched someone take a shower, he has not seen his face clearly due to angle issues.

But judging from Chen Meng's expression, Liu Ying must be not ugly, right?

The next second, Liu Ying moved.

Just when Chen Meng was lost, Liu Ying's body suddenly disappeared from the spot!

When it appeared again, Liu Ying had already put on the veil again, and the bright silver scimitar she was holding was only one inch away from Chen Meng's neck.

It's close,

It's closer.

At this time, even if Chen Meng reacted and immediately launched an attack on Liu Ying with the Shi Tian Crossbow in his hand, it would be too late.

Then the next second, a silver-white halo appeared, and the bright silver scimitar in Liu Ying's hand squirted forward fiercely. This was the killing technique she had practiced countless times. She was confident that even a monk in the Foundation Establishment Stage would never be able to stop this attack at such a close distance.

Then Ning Feng also moved. How could he miss such a good opportunity?

He grabbed a handful of fine sand from around him, and rushed out in a roll, throwing it towards Chen Meng's eyes.

"Bang!"

Chen Meng did not care about the scimitar less than an inch away from his neck at this moment, but aimed directly at the direction where Ning Feng jumped out and pulled the switch of the Zhentian Crossbow.

"Boom!"

A powerful crossbow arrow, with extremely violent energy, directly wiped Ning Feng's back, leaving only a long blood mark scratched by the airflow.

Very dangerous!

Ning Feng looked at the huge rock that had been hiding before with lingering fear. At this moment, he had been blown into pieces. If he had been slower just now, he would have died.

"clang!"

At the same time, the sound of metal collision came from Chen Meng's neck.

The bright silver scimitar in Liu Ying's hand was pressed against Chen Meng's neck, but the scene of blood splashing everywhere did not appear. Such a fatal blow left only a deep mark on Chen Meng's neck.

This Chen Meng is actually a personal cultivation.

"Bitch!"

Next, Chen Meng waved his backhand angrily, and Liu Ying, who was already injured, was slapped into the air by him, and then hit the stone wall not far away.

"Go to die!"

The sky-shaking crossbow in General Chen pointed at Liu Ying, and the purple-red light began to condense at the arrow of the crossbow arrow, and then he decisively pulled the switch.

Is it over?

Ning Feng is so far away from him, it is definitely too late to rescue him.

The energy of the jade bracelet magic weapon was exhausted when it walked out of the cave to resist the attack.

A random attack from a third-level magic weapon will cause serious injuries even if a monk in the Foundation Establishment Stage is hit head-on.

Not to mention yourself.

Liu Ying had already closed her eyes in despair and waited for the last moment to come.
Chapter completed!