However, when he knew the origin of Yi Bendao, the leader of the Zhuque Sect was slightly stunned. He did not expect that the boy in front of him would become the leader at a young age, and he was also the leader of the famous Longya Sect on the Jiuzhou Continent.

At this moment, he naturally knew that Taoist Miechen died in the hands of the Golden Immortal who was above the Golden Immortal in front of him, so at this moment, he no longer had the pain of losing his disciples in his heart. Instead, he looked cautious and took the young man in front of him again.

"I didn't expect that since you have such combat power, I will see how much weight you have today!"

The leader of the Zhuque Sect said in a low voice with a strong haze on his face. After saying that, he immediately released his cultivation level at the peak of the Daluo Golden Immortal.

The spiritual weapon in his hand was in his hand, and after just a moment, it was melted into a pool of iron. It can be seen that although his cultivation level is at the peak of Daluo Golden Immortal, it is still much stronger than the existence that Taoist Miechen who had just stepped into!

"drink!"

"Swish!"

Immediately afterwards, the leader of the Zhuque Sect raised his thick eyebrows and whispered his hand. In a moment, a brand new long-handled sword appeared in his outstretched hand. Moreover, this sword was actually the legendary holy weapon level. Although it was not a master weapon, it was much better than a spiritual weapon to a master weapon.

"Wow, look, the weapon in the hand of the leader of the Zhuque Sect is the legendary Guan Gong sword?"

"Yes, look at the lines and lights, it should be the legendary holy weapon!"

"No, that's not the ancient divine weapon Guan Gong's sword. The legendary Guan Gong's sword is a weapon that recognizes the master and has long disappeared with his master. The long-handled sword in the hand of the leader of the Zhuque Sect is just a copy, and its power is far lower than the holy weapon that recognizes the master!"

The master's weapon has the wisdom. When the weapon has already recognized the master, he will be loyal to the master for the rest of his life. If the master dies, his wisdom will also die, and in the end it will become an ordinary level weapon, or even a scrap metal. This is also the reason why Wan Lie's spiritual weapon weapon was easily melted by the Zhuque Sect leader after his death.

At this time, many people on the field were surprised by the long-handled sword in the hand of the leader of the Zhuque Sect, and were shocked by the aura emitted by the long-handled sword in the hand of the Zhuque Sect, but some knowledgeable people could see the grade and origin of the weapon at a glance!

"Yes, although this weapon is exactly the same as Guan Gong's sword, its soul is different, and there are even many underneath. The Zhuque Sect is a sect known for its cultivation and military casting methods. This weapon should have been created by this old guy according to Guan Gong's sword!"

"If you want to say that, the leader of the Zhuque Sect can be called the first soldier casting in Jiuzhou Continent. The existence of the fourth-level soldier casting division is probably the legendary Hai Yan!"

After someone solved the doubts in everyone's hearts, these people continued to use their imagination, guess, and create one amazing legend after another.

And when these legends that people guessed were introduced into Yi Bendao's ears, Yi Bendao also frowned and couldn't help but feel surprised.

I think that my method of casting troops is just a third-level army commander, and the leader of the Zhuque Sect in front of me actually reached a fourth-level existence. This envy arose in Yi Bendao's heart without realizing it!

"Hmph, boy, today I will let you see the power of my holy weapon sword, and take it!"

The leader of the Zhuque Sect shouted softly, and immediately waved the long-handled sword in his hand. For a moment, a powerful storm was created for the entire martial arts arena.

"The power of wind spirit!"

A huge sword spirit, wielded the sword in the hand of the leader of the Zhuque Sect, actually incorporated the power of the wind element and rushed straight towards Yi Bendao. Wherever he went, he trembled.

Faced with this scene, Yi Bendao took a few steps back, his eyes were sharp, and his heaven-burning spirit weapon in his hand danced decisively. In an instant, he practiced a set of super powerful talisman spirit techniques. A huge talisman flashed with dazzling golden light, and extremely flashed in the void.

Until an instant, the talisman was like a lion that swallowed the sky and the earth, swallowing straight towards the powerful wind spirit power.

"Bang bang bang!"

Several muffled sounds were produced, like the chewing sound of a lion eating. The powerful talisman actually successfully wrapped the power of the wind spirit and swallowed it successfully.

Seeing this scene, everyone was shocked. Everyone guided the young man more to be powerful, but they did not expect that he would be so powerful.

The same is true for the leader of the Zhuque Sect. After a brief surprise, he felt unwilling to accept it, so he continued to use the powerful technique of Feng Ling's power with extremely fast body techniques.

"Swish swish swish!"

Countless powers of wind spirits shot out, and the strength of the peak realm of Daluo Golden Immortal made everyone present afraid, but no matter how powerful these techniques are, they were eventually swallowed up by the talisman spirit techniques used by Yi Bendao without any room for anything.

At this time, the leader of the Zhuque Sect was angry and furious. His face turned red like a happy eggplant. If the insult in his position just now had ruined his face, but the insult in his strength now made him look shameless!

"I'm going to kill you, and the soldiers will be disbanded into the body!"

The leader of the Zhuque Sect said a furiously, his thick eyebrows frowned, and his hands were instantly opened. Then, his lips lightly opened and he silently recited the mantra.

At this moment, the Sacred Artifact Sword broke away from the control of the Master of the Zhuque Sect and floated in the air by itself. Immediately afterwards, the huge body of the Master of the Zhuque Sect turned into a ray of blue smoke in front of everyone. The blue smoke circled in the air and all merged into the Sacred Artifact Sword.

“This…This…”

"The leader of Zhuque Sect is actually a fifth-level army casting division?"

"Yes, no wonder he is a master of warriors, and he can also have the cultivation level of the peak realm of Daluo Golden Immortal!"

At this time, some senior immortal cultivators on the scene stared at the top of their eyes and shouted in tremblingly, "What kind of powerful is the fifth-level army casting division? It has the ability to disband soldiers into the body. The soldiers are themselves, and they are themselves soldiers."

The early cultivation level of the Chuangbing Division may be much weaker than that of ordinary immortal cultivators. However, as long as the Chuangbing Method reaches level 5 and obtains the power to disconnect the troops into the body, his cultivation level will advance by leaps and bounds into the realm of no one!

It is obvious that the leader of the Zhuque Sect in front of him is such a person. At this time, his cultivation level is no longer a simple existence at the peak of Daluo Golden Immortal!

However, when he saw this scene, Yi Bendao couldn't help but feel a slap in his heart, and his face was full of incredible surprise. Isn't this his proud means and thoughts?

That's right, this is the thought. The holy weapon sword did not float in the air for no reason, but was controlled by the leader of the Zhuque Sect to float in the air with his thoughts. This is not normal for others to see, but Yi Bendao can clearly see it.

At this time, Yi Bendao was filled with shock and fear, because he could clearly feel that the leader of the Zhuque Sect had reached another level of strength, and he was definitely not something he could compete with.
Chapter completed!