Chapter 829: Who said that only you have the holy weapon?

When this ray of saintly power appears.

Everyone near the Dragon-Slaying Platform felt their hearts sink.

It was as if I was carrying a huge mountain on my back and my breath was suffocated.

It was as if the common people had seen the lofty emperor.

Fear inside.

"Hey, Lord Holy Son finally took it out!"

Feng Lingbei had expected it, so he was not surprised and just sighed.

As soon as the sacred weapon comes out.

Then it means that the Holy Son of Hundred Poisons has truly been defeated.

Based on his true strength alone, he is no match for Xiao Changfeng.

This is for the Holy Son of Hundred Poisons and for the Northern Tang Sect.

It's all a huge blow.

"But as long as you can kill him, it doesn't matter even if you have a bad reputation. Since ancient times, you have been the winner and the loser!"

Soon Feng Lingbei's energy skyrocketed.

No matter what happened before.

As long as Xiao Changfeng dies.

At that time, the most I will get from others is a few gossips.

But the Holy Son of Hundred Poisons is still there, and this duel will eventually be won.

A little bit of gossip.

Still can't shake the Northern Tang Sect!

"This is the treasure that the sect master personally rewarded the Holy Son when he became the Holy Son!"

Xu Mohe was amazed.

The saints and saints of various major forces are not just symbols of status.

He will even be given a sacred weapon by the saint.

And at this time.

The Holy Son of Hundred Poisons took out his holy weapon.

Under the saint realm, although the true power of the holy weapon cannot be exerted.

But it's also extraordinary.

With the strength of the Holy Son of Hundred Poisons, once the holy weapon is used.

It can even kill the Emperor Martial Realm.

Therefore, no matter how powerful Xiao Changfeng was before.

But as soon as the holy weapon came out.

No one thought he had a chance of winning.

Whoosh!

I saw an iron fan appearing in the hands of Saint Son of Poison.

This iron fan is no bigger than your head.

Semicircular shape.

The whole body is glowing with a dark metallic luster, and it is even more poisonous.

A touch of saintly power.

It just overflows from above.

"What kind of sacred weapon is this?"

Master Huang looked surprised and could not recognize the iron fan.

It’s not just Master Huang.

Xiang Fei and other spectators couldn't tell the difference either.

After all, there are very few sacred objects.

Even fewer appear in the real world.

Most people have only heard of sacred vessels, but have never seen them.

"This is the peacock feather, one of the ten hidden weapons of the Northern Tang Sect!"

Hong Daoyuan suddenly opened his mouth and told the origin of this iron fan.

Both are among the top ten hidden weapons.

But the peacock feather was refined by the head of the Northern Tang Sect himself.

It is a sacred vessel.

It is far stronger than the Rainstorm Pear Blossom Needle that Baidu Holy Son took out before.

"The peacock feather is an extremely domineering hidden weapon. It is said that there are a total of 365 poisonous needles in it, which are divided into twelve categories. Some are designed to break the physical body, some are designed to damage the soul, and some are specialized in aura.

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As a blacksmith, Tie Rujun also has a deep understanding of the ten hidden weapons of the Northern Tang Sect.

At this time, he opened his mouth and explained to Master Huang and others.

"What? It's such a terrible hidden weapon, and it's also a sacred weapon. It's not fair!"

Xiang Fei exclaimed, her pretty face full of shock.

Ordinary peacock feathers are already very scary.

What's more, it was a sacred artifact made by the head of the Northern Tang Sect himself.

Its power.

I'm afraid even the Emperor Martial Realm will fall on the spot.

"No, little friend Xiao is very important to our Alchemist Association. I can't watch him be killed!"

Hong Dowon's eyes flickered and he finally made a decision.

Suddenly the figure flashed.

Rush towards the Dragon Slaying Platform.

Because of the special nature of the Dragon-Slaying Platform, he could not intervene from a distance.

If you want to save Xiao Changfeng, you can only step into the Dragon Slaying Platform.

Help Xiao Changfeng block the peacock feathers.

"Hong Daoyuan, this duel is fair and just. Do you want to break the rules?"

Hong Daoyuan just moved.

Feng Lingbei quickly appeared and blocked him.

"Hmph, it was you, the Northern Tang Sect, who broke the rules first and won with the sacred weapon, and you were not afraid of the world's ridicule!"

Hong Daoyuan's eyes showed impatience, and his whole body was full of momentum.

"The holy weapon was given to Lord Saint Son by the sect leader. It naturally belongs to Lord Saint Son's power. If you are not convinced, you can also give Xiao Changfeng a holy weapon!"

Feng Lingbei sneered, his breath also surging.

Fighting alone, he is not afraid of Hong Daoyuan at all.

"Strong words!"

Tie Rujun gave a low roar, like a blazing furnace.

"I will never let you disturb the Holy Son!"

Xu Mohe and Patriarch Huaiyin flew out and stopped Tie Rujun.

Even the ancestor of the Lu family flew over.

For a while.

Things are tense here.

The 100,000 spectators also looked at him sideways.

And at this time.
To be continued...