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Chapter 917 A whisk?

Such a scene made the baby-faced nun who was originally depressed feel much better.

Seeing this in his eyes, Su Twelve stood aside quietly, his expression not changing at all from the beginning to the end.

Whether the treasures chosen by these people are good or bad has nothing to do with him.

What he was doing at the moment was just analyzing the formations on the stone table based on the opponent's selection experience, and silently pondering the magic weapon he wanted.

It is true that the quality of a treasure cannot be judged by looking at it.

However, Su Twelve was keenly aware that magic weapons of different grades and containing different levels of spirituality would have slightly different powers in the protective formation mask.

Li Piaoyue, who was the first to take action, was definitely one of the best among the seven, if not the strongest.

Among them, although the first one was inexperienced, the formation mask he faced was obviously tougher.

"Well...I think it's not just me, other people must have noticed this as well."

"But the magic mask is obviously a simultaneous formation. If we don't take action, we can't judge by watching."

"Is it true... that there are no flaws at all?"

"It's just a pity that the Soul-Eating Rat is not here. Otherwise, with the Soul-Eating Rat's innate sense of treasures, it might be able to ignore these formations and isolations!"

Su Twelve's mind was spinning, and he calmly analyzed the situation in front of him.

And such a scene also made the monk named Xu who finally came forward unconsciously become nervous.

"Junior Huanyan Realm Xu Yang, this is my token."

After handing over his identity token, Japanese and Indian male cultivator Xu Yang slowly stepped forward.

His eyes swept over each magic weapon on the stone table one by one. Every time he looked at it, a faint bright spot flashed across the sun mark between his eyebrows.

"Huh? His sun seal... is it also a kind of pupil technique?"

"He is activating the pupil technique at this moment. Could it be that he can see through the quality of the magic weapons under these formations? But... this person just now clearly has a crush on the golden bell of the first-grade magic weapon."

"also possible

, this method is not a pupil technique, but a method of close proximity sensing?"

Su Twelve's pupils shrank, and he remained calm, already having a guess in his mind.

Realizing that the monk surnamed Xu was likely to have the ability to discern treasures, he immediately focused his attention on the face of the male Sun Seal cultivator Xu Yang, paying attention to the subtle changes in his expression when he saw each magic weapon in the field.

In particular, there are four sword-type magic weapons among the few.

With the Thousand-Year Strike in his Dantian unable to activate, what he lacks most now is a magical weapon.

Swordsmanship is the strongest among all the spells he has practiced so far.

Soon, Xu Yang glanced at all the treasures in the room.

From the subtle changes in his expression, Su Twelve also locked onto two of the four sword-type magic weapons.

There is a sea blue fish-shaped flying sword that looks like a flying fish, and a light yellow, slightly wider seven-inch flying sword that is like Geng gold.

"This person's peripheral vision has stopped at these two flying swords many times. It seems... these two flying swords are probably the two best quality swords present."

"Sure enough, by letting these people choose first, although there is a possibility that good things will be obtained by others first. But we can also take this opportunity to observe and obtain more information."

"Huh? That's..."

Just when Su Twelve was thinking secretly in his heart, his pupils suddenly shrank, and he couldn't help but look at the monk named Xu with a surprised expression.

In his sight, the monk surnamed Xu was caught in the hesitation and tangle of flying swords. Suddenly, he seemed to have discovered something.

He suddenly turned his head and looked at another stone table with a whisk on it.

Under the light mask, a whisk with black handle and white silk lies quietly.

The whisk was covered with a layer of dust, and the handle was covered with fine cracks. Even the whisk threads were sparse and slightly messy.

With such an appearance, we cannot say that it is ordinary, but should be said to be shabby.

No matter how you look at it, this doesn't look like a treasure, but more like a scrap used to make up for the damage.

But such a seemingly inconspicuous treasure attracted Xu Yang's attention, which surprised Su Twelve, and he couldn't help but pay more attention to it.

Looking at the whisk, Xu Yang looked confused at first, then surprised, and finally hesitant and hesitant.

Under the gaze of everyone.

Sun Yin Xu Yang struggled for a cup of tea, then gritted his teeth and walked to the stone table where the fly whisk was.

But the moment he walked up to him, the tangled look on his face disappeared, and he had obviously made up his mind.

"This fly whisk looks so broken, but it can make this person get entangled, and even give up the two flying sword magic weapons. Could it be that... the value of this thing is still higher than the two flying swords?"

"If he chooses this treasure, it will be a good thing for me. It just so happens... What I want during this trip is the flying sword magic weapon."

"No matter how good other magic weapons are, if they can't exert their own strength, they will just be like a boy throwing away money and giving away treasures to others!"

Su Twelve muttered silently in his heart, his face never showed the slightest expression.

Deep in the cave, Xu Yang stared closely at the fly whisk that was shrouded in the formation's light shield. The moment he made up his mind, the aura around him began to surge.

Squinting his eyes, feeling the full of vitality in his body, Xu Yang decisively pinched his sword fingers and pressed harder against the formation mask on the table.

"Buzz!"

In the air, there was a faint sound of sword light piercing the air.

The amazing aura contained in Xu Yang's sword finger should not be underestimated.

He is also an eighth-grade golden elixir, but his incomparable skills and strength are even higher than that of the Moon Seal female cultivator Li Piaoyue.

However, when this finger fell, the formation mask only trembled slightly, showing no sign of being broken.

"What?"

br Not only Xu Yang, but everyone present also changed their expressions slightly and were shocked when they saw this scene.

Including Su Twelve, no one expected that under such an offensive, the formation mask around the whisk would not be shattered.

And the next second, the eyes of everyone who reacted became extremely hot.

The formation mask behaves like this, which means that the whisk level under the mask will never be inferior in spirituality.

Feeling an astonishing counter-shock force coming from his fingertips, Xu Yang restrained his inner surprise and showed an expression of ecstasy.

At this moment, a supreme and top treasure was waving to him.

"Give it to me...break it!"

There was a loud shout, Xu Yang's true energy was flowing again, the sun mark between his eyebrows bloomed, and the temperature in the cave soared.

And the aura around him reached its peak in the blink of an eye.

Under the blessing of the true energy, the arm with the sword finger seemed to turn into an unrivaled long sword at this moment.

"Buzz buzz..."

The arm swings, and the terrifying sword light hits the formation light shield hard.

A sword!

Two swords!

After three sword blows, the aura around Xu Yang's body became obviously disordered.

And under these three consecutive attacks, it was finally difficult to hold on to the formation mask.

With a loud bang, the formation mask shattered in public and disappeared without a trace.

The whisk lay quietly on the table, motionless, but an incomparable spirituality filled the entire cave in an instant.

The extremely rich spirituality even far surpasses the 'Chunjiang Moonless Umbrella' in Li Piaoyue's hand!

"Hahaha... I finally picked a good treasure!"

What followed was Xu Yang's hearty laughter.

Loud laughter echoed, Xu Yang did not waste any time, and then hurriedly stretched out his hand to take the fly whisk on the table.

But just when his palm was about to touch the fly whisk, a sudden change occurred.


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