As the Ghost King sacrificed seven or eight magic weapons, a bright light burst out.
"magic weapon……"
"All magic weapons?"
"Yes, and they are all offensive magic weapons."
"Every piece is priceless!"
The people at the scene gasped and looked shocked when they saw the magic weapon offered by the Ghost King.
This is true even for powerful people.
There are many good things from big powers, but they belong to the sect and have nothing to do with individuals.
Only those with extremely high status can use the sect's magic weapon.
But the Ghost King is different, these are completely his own.
From just now to now, there are no less than ten items!
The Ghost King felt distressed at first, but later became a little crazy.
It’s too good, it’s too bad!
This feeling of risking yourself is still very satisfying!
boom……
At this moment, the Ghost King, like a mage, launched a large-scale attack.
Many strong men were within his attack range and suffered blows from him.
Many strong men were caught off guard and were severely wounded when they came up.
"rise!"
Blacksmith Zhang shouted low, and the seven divine swords were filled with divine power, like seven meteors, streaking across the sky and slashing towards Qingpeng.
His opponent is Qingpeng!
Seeing this, Qingbai flew towards Blacksmith Zhang.
Upon seeing this, Blacksmith Zhang once again took out an object from the stored magic weapon.
This is his hammer!
This hammer is no ordinary product, but a magic weapon passed down from his ancestors!
On weekdays, he doesn't use it easily.
Even when he is casting weapons, he will not use this divine hammer unless he is satisfied with the materials.
The hammer grows in the wind, turning into several meters in length and shining with golden light.
Blacksmith Zhang held the hammer in both hands, shouted loudly, swung it round, and hit Qingbai through the air.
Qingbai frowned, what was he doing?
Just as his thoughts flashed across his mind, a huge force suddenly appeared in front of him and struck him fiercely.
Qingbai's face changed, and he immediately activated his defense to the maximum and withstood the blow.
boom.
puff.
There was a dull sound, and Qingbai spurted out a mouthful of blood and flew backwards.
This blow is so terrifying!
Everyone at the scene was stunned!
Qingbai's strength is not as good as Qingpeng's, but it's not much different, but he can't block a blow!
Before Qingbai could stabilize his body, Blacksmith Zhang hit him again with a huge hammer.
Take advantage of his illness and kill him!
He was caught off guard!
Swish.
Several elders from Qingyun Tower rushed towards Blacksmith Zhang.
Qingbai also retreated violently, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and looked at the hammer in Blacksmith Zhang's hand, full of fear.
Ignore space attacks?
At that moment, he felt like he couldn't move.
Then, he was shot away.
Zhang Tiejiang looked at Qingbai who was escaping, shook his head and let him run away.
Otherwise, with another hammer blow, this old guy will be seriously injured even if he doesn't die.
"you wanna die!"
Qingpeng was furious, fought with him, and even hurt Qingbai?
He took one step forward, avoiding the seven swords, and came to the top of Blacksmith Zhang, slashing him down with one blow.
At the same time, attacks from several elders also arrived.
Blacksmith Zhang raised his arms, holding a huge hammer, and swept out.
Dangdangdang...
Several elders were knocked away, and even Qingpeng's arms went numb and his eyes looked shocked.
No wonder Qingbai was blown away by the hammer. This power was indeed too strong.
"Huhuhu..."
Blacksmith Zhang was breathing heavily. He was already injured. Now he was overloading the hammer and it was difficult to hold on.
His hands holding the hammer were shaking.
He had to make the hammer smaller. He could no longer use the blow just now.
"Hmph, it consumes a lot of money? Let me see how many times you can use it."
Qingpeng snorted coldly and looked at the hammer in Blacksmith Zhang's hand with a look of greed.
It is definitely a treasure. If you kill Blacksmith Zhang, this hammer will be his!
boom.
Blacksmith Zhang walked through the air and hit Qingpeng with a hammer.
With his strength, he is still unable to exert the most powerful power of the hammer.
But... we can also let him fight across borders!
Elsewhere, the battle was fierce.
The white-haired young man used a sharp knife and cut several times in a row.
The three strong men retreated with blood flowing.
This knife of his was also passed down from his ancestors!
Most of the guardians of Xuanyuan Town are inherited from their ancestors.
Otherwise, why should we protect Xuanyuan Realm?
After several cuts, the white-haired young man's face turned extremely pale, and his originally tight skin became loose and wrinkled.
He... shows his age!
"Everyone in Xuanyuan Town...all has treasures!"
As they broke out, many people showed greed.
They can temporarily compete with the help of magic weapons, magic weapons, etc.!
Kill them and rob them, it will be a great opportunity!
For a moment...all the forces stopped waiting and watched and took action directly.
If you start too late, you will be gone!
"You see? If they don't expose their cards, there may not be so many people who want to kill them. Now... more and more people want to kill them."
Zhao Tianqiong said slowly.
"These people in Xuanyuan Town have a lot of background... When they were strong enough, no one dared to mess with them, but now, they are like a piece of fat."
"Well, it's dangerous."
Zhao Cangqiong nodded.
"What's the origin of that hammer? And that knife... I've heard of this ghost king before, it's amazing."
Zhao Tianqiong looked around the audience, feeling a little moved, but in the end he shook his head and did not let the powerful men from Broken Star Palace take action.
boom.
The white-haired young man flew up, and the knife flew out of his hand.
He hit the ground hard and spit out a large mouthful of blood.
At this moment, he no longer looks young, he looks very old.
To describe him as 'senile' is an understatement.
The strong men did not kill the white-haired young man. Life is more valuable than death.
They definitely know the secret.
At this moment, all the strong men rushed towards the knife, started fighting, and fought.
The masked man in black, Wei Jie, and those three unfamiliar faces... were all seriously injured at this moment, and some of them could no longer hold on.
The Ghost King staggered, kept taking out magic weapons, and fought reluctantly.
However, he himself is at the end of his game, and no matter how powerful his magic weapon is, it won't work.
Li Zizi fell from a high altitude and hit a boulder.
His intact leg was also deformed.
This was Shan Kui's blow. Li Laizi was crippled with a heavy blow.
Shan Kui just told him not to use a crutch in the future.
"Well……"
Li Laizi looked down at his deformed legs and gritted his teeth to prevent himself from screaming.
He looked up at Shan Kui with unwillingness in his eyes.
If he fights alone, he is sure to drag Shan Kui to death with him.
But now...it's almost impossible.
Shan Kui didn't give him a chance at all.
boom!
The hammer fell to the ground and made a loud noise.
Blacksmith Zhang also fell in a pool of blood, and seven divine swords... fell beside him.
Lost.
Wei Jie and the others came back, but they only delayed the time, and the outcome still cannot be changed.
Even... they revealed their trump card, which made everyone present become greedy. Not only did they want to rob them, but they also wanted to pry open their mouths and dig out all the secrets!
"Old cripple, blacksmith..."
The Ghost King looked bleak, and he was defeated after all.
If you can’t escape, can’t you survive?
He looked around the audience, feeling unwilling.
When his gaze fell in the distance, his eyes widened suddenly, and the unwillingness in his eyes disappeared instantly!
