On the chessboard that day, there were four words written on the chessboard: "All living things are like a chess game." Chen Zhe didn't know that the chess player on that day had surrounded Zhang Shaoyang and saved his life, but looking at the expression of the old man next to Zhang Feng, it was the same. An incredible magic weapon.
Damn it, I am the leader of the Way of All Living Beings, and I don’t have any valuable treasures except Emperor’s Hatred, but you have so many magical treasures just by offering them to me.
Chen Zhe had a smile on his face and was thinking about when to nationalize Zhang Ruoling's Tianji Gua and Tian Xing Qi.
Zhang Feng's face was ashen. The magic weapon he took out was not as good as the few "unconventional cultivators" in front of him. This was equivalent to a wealthy businessman showing off his wealth in front of a beggar with a vase from the Song Dynasty, only to find that the beggar used a broken bowl. It is a bronze vessel from the Shang Dynasty.
If you don't play low-key like this, it will be more irritating than pretending to be cool.
Zhang Feng had murderous intentions towards Chen Zhe and the others in her heart. She turned around and waved her hands and said through gritted teeth: "Elder Liao, take out the jade puppet."
The old man's expression changed. The "Emperor's Seal" is indeed precious, but without the "Hou Tu Shen Ni", it is a waste. The "Jade Puppet" is different. It is a useful magic weapon that can be used, and it can be worthy of a person. A puppet magic weapon for practitioners in the Ruoxu period.
The old man put away the box containing the Emperor's Seal, took out a small cloth bag, and took out a small beauty.
Although the jade figure is small, her clothes and accessories are complete, and her facial features are exquisite. She looks like a person shrunk. Zhang Feng said proudly: "This is a treasure of my Danxia sect. I have used this jade puppet to resolve many dangerous situations. It's equivalent to a great cultivator taking action, but there is a limit on the number of times it can be used. There are still a few times left, so that's it."
Zhang Ruoling sent a message to Chen Zhe, and Chen Zhe nodded: "Okay, then we can compete."
He took a step forward with the Emperor Hate Sword.
Zhang Feng frowned. The old man behind him was an elder of the Danxia Sect. He was a great practitioner of Ruoxu Stage and the Seventh Heaven. The three disciples behind him were all Yuanying Stage. This lineup was already half the strength of the Danxia Sect. Already.
Chen Zhe is quite strong, but Zhang Feng feels that he is a sure winner. Zhang Ruoling's strength is unknown, but Zhang Feng is Ruoxuqi at best. It seems that the opponent is not an unknown person, but with his three junior brothers, he is a sure winner.
As for Jiang Xiaoqiao and Yang Rui, he didn't feel any true energy fluctuations from them, so they could be ignored.
I'm just afraid that the opponent has a magic weapon of thunder type, and he has the ability to play chess. If he comes up with other magic weapons that are against the sky, it's hard to say whether he will win or lose.
"The two of us compete in Taoism. Instead of comparing magic weapons, how about we just use the magic weapon of fate?" Zhang Feng had a calculation in his mind. He was good at thunder magic and knew that the other party was not good at it. He had an advantage in the competition under the sky thunder. His magic weapon of fate was The Thunder God's Cudgel itself is a thunder magic weapon, which gives him another advantage. Therefore, by not allowing Chen Zhe to use the magic weapon again, there will be less changes, and he will be more likely to win.
Chen Zhe knew his intention and said with a smile: "You are smart. You are competing with me under the robbery cloud and not letting me use other powerful magic weapons. It is too harsh."
"You also have a thunder magic weapon, and I didn't take advantage of you too much," Zhang Feng refused to admit that he took advantage.
Chen Zhe said again: "Otherwise, I can use the thunder magic weapon on my body, but not the others, that's all."
Zhang Feng nodded, seemingly relieved.
Chen Zhe secretly laughed in his heart, Zhang Feng probably thought that he had many magic weapons, but he didn't know that besides Emperor Hate, the only thunder magic weapon he could use was the Purple Lightning Sky Thunder Chain.
As for the Zhenshan Stone Tablet and the Soul-Taking Ring, which are useful for sneak attacks, they are of little use against Zhang Feng head-on. Chen Zhe will not suffer even if neither side uses magic weapons.
However, Chen Zhe still sighed: "Anyway, you have taken advantage of it, so I will let you take advantage of it again. You can make the move first."
Seeing Chen Zhe like this, Zhang Feng thought he had a chance of winning, but he began to feel unsure. Little did he know that he had fallen into Chen Zhe's trick, and his confidence in the fight was lost.
Chen Zhe didn't make a defensive posture and stood lazily.
Zhang Feng thought for a while, and instead of using the thunder technique that he was good at, the Thunder God's prong hit Chen Zhe's chest a little bit, with a sound of wind and thunder, and the attack was fierce, but it was actually a tentative killing move.
If he had used thunder at the beginning, Chen Zhe might still be at a disadvantage, but it would be good to test it like this. Chen Zhe smiled and said: "Your Excellency, you'd better remember the sharpness of the Emperor's Hate Sword, so as not to hurt your magic weapon,"
He swung his sword straight forward with unparalleled momentum.
As soon as Chen Zhe said this, Zhang Feng remembered the legend in the spiritual world about the Emperor's Hate Sword. He had some scruples and withdrew the Thunder God's prong. Chen Zhe immediately gained the momentum to attack. His momentum increased greatly. He simply used the true essence of the move just now, and his momentum was strong. Increase.
Zhang Feng leaned sideways and stepped back. Elder Liao behind him frowned: The young man opposite was so powerful that his few words actually made the young master hesitate.
Chen Zhe took advantage of the situation and the sword flowers were flying like a lotus blooming. He used the sword technique taught by Qin Rong. The sword energy wrapped Zhang Feng vertically and horizontally and gained the upper hand.
Zhang Fenglei's prong was extremely short, but the surrounding area of his body was tightly protected from the wind, so he wanted to find an opening to counterattack.
How did he know that the swordsmanship Chen Zhe learned from Qin Xinrong was that one sword was faster than the other. The gap in the swordsmanship was very small. If one sword was blocked, there would be no chance to fight back with the second sword. Master Yueyang died from this move back then. Down.
Even Yueyang Zhenren of the Ruoxu period was cut off by Qin Rong, leaving Zhang Feng with no strength to fight back.
Chen Zhe continued to threaten with words, just to gain the upper hand. After he succeeded, he suppressed Zhang Feng's momentum. The exquisite development of his sword skills made the blue light sparkle and full of power.
The more powerful he was, the less confident Zhang Feng became.
This arrogant and indulgent spiritual genius was actually suppressed by Chen Zhe.
Jiang Xiaoqiao knew Chen Zhe well, and smiled brightly at the side and shouted: "Don't waste time, let's fight quickly, I'm a little hungry,"
When she shouted like this, Zhang Feng became even more anxious: Could it be that Chen Zhe still had some tricks up his sleeve?
Chen Zhe was calm and calm. Zhang Feng was extremely anxious and was beaten by him. However, after a long time, Zhang Feng was surprised to find that although Chen Zhe's offensive became more and more urgent, he still failed to break through his defense...
If he had any trump card, how could he not use it?
"It turns out you were bluffing, haha." Zhang Feng's energy trembled, and he wanted to use the opportunity to counterattack. He took a few steps back to put some distance between himself and Chen Zhe, and raised the thunder prong: "Heavenly thunder helps me,"
The sky thunder was brewing, and soon struck down. Zhang Feng practiced thunder magic and knew the sky thunder very well. As soon as he raised the magic weapon in his hand, there was a "bang" above his head, and a thick thunder magic fell from the sky.
When the twenty-sixth thunder fell, compared with the previous twenty-five, it was attracted by the legendary magic weapon Tianji Gua, and was also attracted by the aura of the nine-tailed sky fox on Jiang Xiaoqiao. Chen Zhe and Zhang Feng What's more, the real energy is clashing below. It's like shouting below: Hit me, hit me.
A mist instantly rose from the warm muddy ground, and it was dried and cracked almost instantly.
Zhang Feng sneered and said: "Even if you have the magic weapon to attack thunder, you dare to fight with me under the thunder. You are really looking for death."
Thunder spells are the Taoist spells with the strongest attack power, but most of the thunder magic weapons are of the offensive type. Unfortunately, if you don't know the thunder spells, they won't be of much use even under the sky thunder.
Otherwise, Zhang Feng would not have known that Chen Zhe had a thunder magic weapon and would have gone out of his way to fight with Chen Zhe.
"Let's stay far away," Zhang Ruoling led Jiang Xiaoqiao and Yang Rui back a hundred meters. They could still feel the oppressive aura of the thunder.
Jiang Xiaoqiao was even more frightened, feeling that there was a huge creature on the other side that a person could never resist.
Her cultivation level was too low to help, so she could only watch from a distance as Chen Zhe was struck down by lightning.
However, the top of Zhang Feng's head was clean and there was no thunder at all. Lei Gong's prong was pointed at Chen Zhe, and all the thunder was poured out on Chen Zhe due to his temptation.
This time, Chen Zhe, without Zhang Ruoling's help, felt that the pressure was greatly increased, and before he could react, his body was swallowed up by the thunder. Zhang Feng showed a proud look on his face: "The thunder magic weapon on his body is extraordinary, it should not be destroyed by it." ,"
The Purple Lightning Sky Thunder Chain on Jiang Xiaoqiao's wrist was a masterpiece of purple light. She had never worn it with such dazzling brilliance.
Zhang Ruoling stretched out her hand and waved it, covering the light of her bracelet.
Echoing her purple lightning sky thunder chain, there was also a trace of purple lightning lingering in the lightning, which was where Chen Zhe was.
Zhang Feng's face showed pride: "This is a real thunder. You don't think you can block it with a thunder attack magic weapon. It's really childish."
When the sky thunder struck, it was completely different from the sky thunder just now. Apart from being dry and cracked, there was no other abnormality on the ground.
When the thunder dispersed, a string of dazzling purple bracelets floated in the air, and Chen Zhe's shadow disappeared.
"This is..." Jiang Xiaoqiao covered her mouth, tears falling silently.
Zhang Feng's eyes lit up and he frowned as he looked at the Purple Lightning Sky Thunder Chain in front of him: "What kind of thunder magic weapon is this? I've never heard of anyone talking about it."
He stepped forward, and just as he was about to reach out for it, a sharp aura unfolded from behind and struck him. Elder Liao shouted from a distance: "Young master, be careful,"
A burst of sword energy split a deep ravine in the dry land. When Zhang Feng dodged, he was already wounded by the Emperor Hate sword blade, and a column of blood spurted out and fell to the ground.
Chen Zhe hooked his hand, grabbed the purple electric sky thunder chain in his hand and smiled: "This thunder magic weapon is not offensive, it can absorb the breath of sky thunder,"
Jiang Xiaoqiao was frustrated and then surprised. She covered her mouth tightly, laughed and cried, but did not dare to make any sound for fear of disturbing Chen Zhe.
Chen Zhe held the Purple Lightning Sky Thunder Chain to his lips and kissed it gently. This action was seen by Jiang Xiaoqiao from a distance, her pink face was slightly red, and she whispered softly: "Lovely child," she forgot that she was better than Chen Zhe is more like a child.
Zhang Feng covered the wound on his arm and looked pale.
"Are you admitting defeat?" Chen Zhe smiled slightly.
Zhang Feng's cold eyes suddenly burst out with murderous intent: "Lost, Yelang is arrogant,"
He waved the thunder prong in his hand again, and the scattered sky thunders were collected, turning into thunder nets crisscrossing around Chen Zhe: "You think this is my strength, even if your thunder magic weapon can absorb the sky thunder, Can it be infinite?"
The Emperor's Hate Sword was just extremely sharp. Chen Zhe slashed at random, several lightning nets were split open, and they were entangled in countless places.