This is the light of the artifact itself, which contains the ability to defy the will of heaven.

Xu Chongbao, who was originally floating in the air, was shrouded in the golden light, and suddenly felt a thousand pounds heavier, and his body fell down unsteadily.

Duanmu Ming raised his hand and slashed towards his head. The posture was completely like a rhythm that split him into two petals.

"Sharp"

The sound of the sword hitting sounded again in the air.

Xu Chongbao is worthy of being at the sixth level of the Holy Realm, and he is not just a false reputation. Although all this happened so suddenly, he still reacted in the shortest time and raised the sword in his hand to block Duanmu Ming's attack.

But his movement was very hasty, and his spiritual power had no time to pour into the sword. On the contrary, Duanmu Ming's aura was the attack that was released only after it reached the highest point.

Xu Chongbao's sword was quickly pressed down. Just as the tip of the knife was about to bayonet his forehead, his hand holding the sword tilted, and the knife against the sword slid to the side.

He had no time to dodge, and the spiritual shield covered his body was instantly broken.

He hurriedly stepped back, raised the sword in his hand and saw a gap in the place where the knife was pressed against, and the sword body also counted to a small gap.

This sword could not bear the infusion of his spiritual power, for fear that it would break in a moment.

He stared at the weapons in Duanmu Ming's hand. He could destroy his mid-level weapon. That knife was definitely not just the top-level weapon in the holy realm.

His body suddenly sank just now because of the light released by the knife.

His eyes suddenly opened wide, and his eyes were bloody and red lips trembled.

Artifact, this is definitely a tool.

The artifact was actually held in the hands of a person at the fifth level of the Holy Realm. No wonder he could beat him to the sixth level with his fifth level of strength. Xu Chongbao's breathing gradually became heavy and his eyes were full of madness.

It is the truth that has never changed throughout the ages. He originally wanted to leave and join the palace master to report, but now he doesn't think so.

If he exchanged the entire Bronze Sword Sect for a magical artifact, he would replace it without hesitation.

As long as he has a magical weapon, his future will definitely be limitless.

His fists, which were hanging down beside him, gradually clenched, and a burst of explosions sounded in the air.

Duanmu Ming's face was slightly pale, and the continuous attacks consumed his spiritual power to a certain extent. Judging from the other party's expression, he was about to seize his weapons.

He pursed his thin lips tightly, his eyes slowly narrowed. If you want to seize his weapons, you have to see if you have the ability!

Xu Chongbao quickly calmed down his agitation and erected a spiritual barrier again just in case. I have to say that he was really cautious.

He took out a weapon from the space ring and rushed towards Duanmu Ming.

On the other side, the disciples of the Bronze Sword Sect had been wiped out by Jun Qianxi alone. She led the blood-red light on the sword without any trace, and stood in place with a sword in a calm manner and looked up at the night sky.

The two little guys had already rushed to her side, staring at her belly with two pairs of eyes, and said in unison: "Big sister (cute Xier), is Xiao Xiaoxi okay?"

Jun Qianxi's hands subconsciously landed on her lower abdomen and shook her head.

The two little guys touched the back of their heads and looked at the person in front of them in confusion. Since it was okay, why didn’t you help Duanmu Ming?
Chapter completed!