This is a unique ninth-level instrument.

After several waves of attacks, Zong Changkong inferred through his personal experience, he inferred the attack limit of this ninth-level instrument, which was equivalent to an ordinary attack by a powerful Du'er at a time. Frankly speaking, this is not much different from ordinary ninth-level offensive and defense equipment, and it even seems a little weaker.

From this point of view, it is probably not enough to completely win the trust that Mu Xue defeated the two powerful men of Duhe that year.

However, compared to attack, these ninth-level instruments are obviously much better in defense.

According to Zong Changkong's understanding, there is no doubt that the strength of offensive and defense equipment is, but completely pursuing balanced offense and defense will easily become mediocre. Therefore, there must be different tendencies in offense and defense.

What interested Zong Changkong the most was this kind of defensive light curtain. He has been scattered throughout the world for thousands of years, and it was the first time he had seen it in other domains. He heard of this kind of curved defense for the first time, which is extremely distinctive.

After thinking about it, while using the small shield fist, he repeatedly suffered attacks from ninth-level instruments. When the fist soul collapsed again, Zong Changkong looked around and found the joy, satisfaction, and excitement of Cui Jinglan and others.

What are these people happy about? Zong Changkong didn't understand clearly, so he simply said to Tan Weiran: "You can ban air and attack, mainly because of excellent defense. Are you interested in such a ninth-level offensive and defensive magic weapon?"

Rather than saying that Sect Changkong asked Tan Weiran if he was interested, it would be better to say that he was asking Tan Weiran if Tianxing Sect has this need!

Tan Weiran understood it as soon as he heard it, and was ecstatic: "Of course I am interested, extremely interested!"

What else is the disadvantage of Tianxing Sect? If you count them one by one, as a sect that has not been rebuilt for a long time, there will naturally be a lot of shortcomings. But if one of the most important ones is that there is definitely a mountain gate defense magic weapon.

Yan Duwu got an eighth-level offensive magic weapon in Baili Cave and handed it over to him to bring it back to the sect. The things were still placed in his Silent Realm Stone. However, the eighth-level one is good, but if you can get another nine-level one, it would be perfect.

"That's good." Zong Changkong stretched his brows and looked at Cui Jinglan and others. Since Tianxing Sect had this gap, it was considered a bad luck in Muxue.

Zong Changkong did not have the style of robbing others. Of course, since it was an enemy, it didn't matter. He gathered his mind and for a moment, it seemed as if everyone noticed the air around him flowing towards him, slowly punching, and landed on the defensive light curtain in an ordinary way.

Bo! Bobo!

A slight explosion suddenly sounded, and the defensive light curtain instantly surged like a wave. The light curtain exploded with light and drifted downwards, and it was extremely gorgeous.

Seeing that Zong Changkong's seemingly powerful punch only blasted the defensive light curtain out, the people in the Starry Light Palace and most of the people in Muxue immediately burst out laughing, either proud or excited, and shouted: "Awesome, really powerful. It is worthy of being a magic weapon that can defeat the powerful Duhehe several times. I didn't expect that Muxue would have such a powerful ninth-level magic weapon. Hahaha. With such a powerful magic weapon, even if it is a realm of Duhe, what can we do to us!"

The shouting people did not notice that the expressions of Cui Jinglan and a few other royal family core members had gone from confidence to suspicion, and even bursts of sweat came out.

When Zong Changkong concentrated his mind, he punched the light curtain.

Just like a bomb was thrown into a river, and when it was detonated, it stirred the boiling of the river. The impact force instantly spread along the light curtain. Just like a long piece of silk that showed a wave-shaped ups and downs.

When this scene fell into the eyes of Cui Jinglan and others, all the pride and excitement were gone, leaving only a heart full of shock. The people from Xingyao Palace and other people who did not know the mystery of magic weapons opened their mouths to ask, and when they found that Cui Jinglan and his other people's faces and clenched fists were white, they immediately guessed that something was wrong.

Zong Changkong slightly raised his eyebrows. A golden sword slowly spit out from his palm, as if he had grasped the sun, even the sun, and swung it out with a sword, surging a shocking sound in the air.

This is a sword that is completely unaware of.

It is not so gorgeous, but dazzling, just like a sword emitted from the sun, making people unable to have the idea of ​​confrontation.

Tan Weiran was amazed. He finally understood why anyone was with Zong Changkong, and the first thing people in the world saw and noticed was Zong Changkong.

The sword energy was silent. As soon as it flashed, the stabbed light curtain melted out a gap like the icy snow encountered by flames. And those strong auras seemed to have a silent burst of power, spreading across the entire defensive light curtain.

The ninth level defense is broken!

Even the word "destroying" is not used. It is completely just after a sword. The explosive power spreads rapidly and gradually melts the defensive light curtain.

Six hundred years ago, it was not that Mu Xue defeated the two great Du Fu realms, but that they repelled.

This special ninth-level magic weapon has excellent defense. It is true that the Duhe who attacked Mu Xue may not be able to break it, but it is undoubtedly part of the reason that he is unwilling to spend time and is unwilling to pay too much for killing Mu Xue.

Cui Jinglan and others were already pale in their faces, and they were so gray that they were not covered with blood. Then they painted a layer of gray paint on their bodies, which was like sculptures.

Sculptures trembling in fear!

Without the obstruction of the defensive light curtain, nothing could stop Zong Changkong. Suddenly, all the trembling "sculptures" fled wildly and could not even feel confrontation.

Zong Changkong's explosive sound shocked everyone's heart: "Kill!"

The terrifying sword energy was surging and scattered, leaving sword marks on the imperial city.

When a sword stormed by, it seemed as if the most intense ray of sunlight was picked from the sun and whipped it hard on the body of several people. After a slight sound, the golden bodies and inner armor of those people collapsed. Where the sword was inserted, holes or concave penetrating wounds melted out on the spot.

Even a monk could never withstand such serious injuries.

All the Divine Light Realm and even the Breaking Void Realm all fled in a hurry, which is not much better than ordinary people when facing disasters. Once they are swept away by the sword light during the crazy escape, they will only have the life of falling down.

It turns out that their pride and excitement just now were just a joke. The ninth-level magic weapon that could protect them was originally a joke, and it was a joke in the joke that could defeat this realm of the tragedy.

Previously, the crowd thought that what's so great about Crossing the Miracle Realm? Now they know. What's ridiculous is that they just want to know at this time.

It’s not that the strong Duhe is nothing special, but that they have too little knowledge and don’t understand at all.

A group of divine illumination realms and several Void Breaking Realms, plus an excellent ninth-level offensive and defense magic weapon, may not be able to compete with the powerful Duhe under normal circumstances. But that is a competition. Even if you defeat it, it is not impossible. But Tan Weiran dares to say that it must not include Zong Changkong!

He rushed to the roof of a hall, looking at the bright sword light that caused the change of wind and clouds. When the sword light arrived, figures that fled wildly fell down one after another. There were also those who rushed to heaven who had just been swept by the sword spirit, melted into the air before the person fell to the ground. He lived with the heaven and earth.

"No!" The despairing shouts of everyone were deafening.

A group of strong men were wailing in pain under the hands of the stronger men of Zong Changkong, and even the people from the Twilight Blood Royal Family begged for survival.

On the contrary, the people in Xingyao Palace have more backbone. Facing Zong Changkong's deathly sword, even though they feel regretful like others, they do not say a word of begging for mercy at the last moment.

Looking down from the sky, Zong Changkong is like a sun on the ground, releasing the deadly sunlight. The roar of destruction and decay is in the imperial city. Wherever you go, the main hall of the houses and halls are bombarded into ruins and take lives.

None of them was able to escape! Tan Weiran couldn't help but raise his eyebrows. He found that Zong Changkong seemed to be very murderous and never left room for action once he took action. From this point of view, Mingxin Sect and Xingdou Sect wanted to kill Zong Changkong at all costs, which really had a root cause.

At this time, a sigh suddenly sounded in the capital outside the imperial city: "Great Master of Fighting the Evil. Why bother to get involved in secular disputes and even to cause murder."

As soon as this was said, a figure roared from outside the imperial city and punched the sky at the sect. The fist soul caused the spiritual energy of heaven and earth to be confused, forming a scene of hundreds of millions of black shadows. It was extremely impactful!

People from Xingyao Palace can escape, and a few shameless royal family can escape, but where can Cui Jinglan and others escape? At this time, they noticed the sudden aura and were shocked and ecstatic: "Is there any rescue?"

Cui Jinglan and others didn’t know where this realm of Duhou came from, but at least they saw hope.

Is it hope? Maybe.

Boom! While the fist soul collided with the sword soul, the two of them were at the center, and a shocking wave of weather broke out. All the houses and buildings within a radius of three hundred feet were razed to the ground.

As the light filled the light, the sword in the palm of Zong Changkong turned and raised, and the unparalleled sword soul pierced with extremely explosive power.

"Sword Soul?!"

Just as the other party blurted out, his body was swept away by a sword, just like a meteor falling down a mud ditch that was hundreds of feet long in the stone road and countless buildings.

Before Cui Jinglan and others could cheer, they were as if they were strangled by a big hand and could not breathe anymore.

When the light dissipated, Zong Changkong looked at the person who had just fought and sighed: "One-hearted fist! Guan Ci? It turns out that you are not dead yet."

On the edge of the hill made of soil and stones, a young man with a embarrassed but broad face stood up. Although he was a powerful Du'er, he looked so simple that he was no different from an ordinary person: "I dare not say that he died easily. If I live one more day, I can protect him for one more day."

Guan Ci bowed and said very much: "If you can use Yangji sword technique so magical, there are probably only the famous seniors of the sect. Since I happened to encounter this, no matter why the Duxue Royal Family committed the crime, I hope to ask for personal favors from me, so I would like to ask for a big killing."

Zong Changkong refused to comment and pointed at Tan Weiran: "You ask him for this favor."

Can this young man influence Zong Changkong's decision? Guan Ciren looked at Tan Weiran with a glance. He had just arrived and was completely unaware of the ins and outs of today's battle, and was secretly full of surprise.

Tan Weiran took a deep breath and suppressed his agitation: "Since Guan Dazun spoke, I will let them go. However, I will settle this ninth-level magic weapon."

As soon as this statement was spoken, Zong Changkong couldn't help but look at Tan Weiran, thinking that he had taken the wrong medicine by boy Tan? (To be continued...)
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