Chapter 120 The Power of the Soul Sword
In the crowd, a man in a black robe came out more and more. He lifted the big hat at the beginning, revealing a beautiful face, and his two eyes were deep and quiet, like two bottomless tales.
Guan Lin's pupils suddenly tightened, and then stretched normally. He smiled and said, "It turned out to be Mr. Wu. I heard that Mr. Wu had set foot in a long journey. I thought it was a martial arts practice, but I didn't expect him to come back early. It seems that there must be a breakthrough."
Wu Pengwei smiled and said, "Yes, I have really gained a lot on this trip, but I have solved a few people who have troubled me. Thinking about my return will definitely make many people unhappy." While talking, he took out two iron masks with a void move, and his eyes swept over Guan Lin's face as if there were a blade.
Guan Lin saw the three iron masks and was shocked.
This mask is not something else, but the mask worn before the three sacrificial wine of the Wanzhen Pavilion branch. Now the mask is in the other party's hand, which can only explain one thing. The hunting of the three sacrificial wine has failed, and the possibility of the three people will die.
This made Guan Lin take a deep breath.
The three major sacrificial wine are all masters of the divine servant level, especially the silver flute, which is also a great guy. Even Guan Lin himself may not dare to assert that it must be his opponent. Unexpectedly, he was defeated by the unknown boy in front of him, which really shocked him.
As for his last trump card, Yinglong must have failed, and the other party's ability to return to Chitian safely proves that the last insurance is also ruined.
This guy is very tricky.
Guan Lin's heart was heavy, but his face was as calm as usual. He smiled cheerfully: "Well, if Brother Wu comes back, this 'knife appreciation conference' will be interesting. In this way, what kind of soul weapon is Brother Wu going to use to participate in the competition this time? Is it the red soul sword?"
At this moment, a short and powerful dagger appeared on the ancient mirror, with a dark red blade and deep palpitating.
In the red luminosity, clouds and smoke surround, and a huge coiled black snake slowly rises up. A pair of eyes are gloomy like a sea of death, cold and cruel.
"A panic snake? The panic snake ranked 51st among the 81 fierce beasts? How could he subdue such a powerful beast?
There was a sudden noise in the crowd, and they were surprised one by one.
The eighty-one fierce beast, due to its extraordinary talent, is almost far more powerful than that of a martial artist of the same level. The strength of this frightened snake is equivalent to that of a martial artist at the peak of a divine servant, but if it really fights, even the primary soul general may not be able to kill it, because most of the fierce beasts have their own magical powers, and the poisonous fog of this frightened snake can be described as It is extremely sharp and can corrupt people's hearts and even the root of qi and blood. It is extremely powerful.
Guan Lin also looked uncertain. He narrowed his eyes slightly and said with a smile, "So, is Brother Wu participating in the soul sword this time?"
"Me? That's not necessary. This time, it was Master Cat Jiu, who participated. She is the person in the "Trick" Chamber of Commerce. As Wu Pengwei spoke, he walked to Master Cat Jiu and held one of her soft scorpion.
Cat Xiaojiu was slightly stunned, but he still suppressed his doubts and did not make a sound, but a trace of doubt flashed in a pair of bright eyes like autumn water.
Guan Lin's eyes were also full of disappointment. He originally hoped that the unparalleled scorpion tail knife would cut off the other party's soul sword, making Wu Pengwei seriously injured. It is best to kill him. Most of the soul weapons are closely related to the user. If the soul weapon is destroyed, the user will inevitably be devoured.
In this way, the mind is wrong.
"That's all. Take the life of the little girl first, and then clean up this Wu boy later." Guan Lin is also a decisive and vicious character. At present, he no longer cares about gains and losses, but begins to pay attention to the unparalleled scorpion tail knife in the ancient mirror.
This knife is connected to his heart and is completely controlled by him.
"Come on, it hurts a little later. You can bear it. Don't shout." Wu Pengwei held the softness of the cat Xiaojiu and said softly.
Cat Xiaojiu came over and whispered, "What the hell are you doing? This sword is so short that I'm afraid it's not the opponent of the scorpion's tail knife. Do you want the ninth master to die? It's not such a way to seek money and kill people.
Wu Pengwei smiled and said, "Don't worry, I specially forged this sword for you. If I can't win this competition, I will sell myself to you in the future?"
Cat Xiaojiu's eyes suddenly lit up: "Is this true?" However, before the voice fell, a heart-eating pain came from her hand. She read Wu Pengwei's instructions and bit her lower lip tightly. She didn't shout, but a pair of smart eyes were covered with smogs, and she wanted to cry in pain.
"Dad guy, how does it hurt so much?" Cat Xiaojiu stared at Wu Pengwei fiercely, hoping to bite him with a mouthful of meat.
Wu Pengwei let go of his hand at this time and said with a smile, "Let's see what's in your hand."
Cat Xiaojiu looked down and saw that there was a red dagger mark on the root of his left wrist, which was lifelike. Under the pattern, a hovering black snake was fleeting.
"You, did you give me this soul sword?" Cat Xiaojiu was surprised and was able to show a pattern at the root of his wrist, which at least proved that this soul weapon is also a five-grade grade. Only a five-grade soul weapon can communicate with the user's heart and leave the imprint of the beast's soul.
But at the same time, once the soul weapon is destroyed, the damage to the user will be greater. If it is mild, it will be seriously injured, and if it is serious, it will be killed.
Under the five-grade soul weapon, the soul weapon is damaged to multiple injuries.
But even with such a big risk, a five-grade soul weapon is enough to make the scattered martial artists crazy. A five-grade soul weapon is enough to make only the primary cat Xiaojiu of Jingwei kill the martial artist at the level of god.
This is the power of the five-pin soul weapon.
Wu Pengwei smiled and said nothing, but just nodded and winced at the ancient mirror.
Cat Xiaojiu turned his head and looked. In the mirror, his own soul sword was quietly suspended, and the light and shadow above his head was constantly wandering, as if waiting for the master's order.
A burst of heart-to-heart feeling swept through the heart like an electric current.
Cat Xiaojiu felt that the exquisite soul sword in the mirror was as real as his split.
not far away, the red-haired red sword smiled softly: "Y Feng, it seems that you have a rival."
Mr. Yinfeng had a gloomy face and just smiled coldly: "Love rival? I just want to play with that girl. What's the matter? However, he dares to rob a woman with me. That boy is also tired of living. At the end of the conference, I will definitely want him to look good.
The red sword made fun of it: "Aren't you afraid that Cat Xiaojiu will win the game with this soul sword? This soul sword is not small."
Mr. Yinfeng smiled disdainfully: "It's not so easy. The scorpion tail knife in Wanzhen Pavilion is not an ordinary product, but the top of the five grades, and the person who forges this soul knife is a blacksmith. This old man was the peak skill of a forging craftsman 500 years ago. Over the years, he has been more pure, and he can break through the front line. Breaking to the realm of the master, what he forged is not comparable to ordinary soul weapons. This scorpion-tail knife must have some secret weapons. In any case, that short soul sword can't win.
"What if? What if it happens?" Mr. Red Sword is still arguing.
Mr. Yinfeng said firmly, "It won't happen. The other party's soul sword will only break. At that time, I will use the new 'Yinfeng Sword' to defeat the scorpion tail knife and let the girl engrave my kindness for the rest of her life. Humph, in short, after this game, I will definitely get the cat Xiaojiu, everything. It's all under the control of my Mr. Yinfeng, and there will be no accident. That guy, I will let him disappear soon.
There is an indisputable force in his tone of voice.
The red sword smiled secretly in his heart, "Idiot, you are still as arrogant as before. You don't understand the power of Wu Pengwei at all. That's all, I originally wanted to borrow your hand to get rid of this boy. No matter who wins with him, the real benefit will only be me. I can't say that Haoranzong's ancient book master. The quota of entry-level disciples will only be mine.
Everyone has a ulsitic mind, and each has its own ghosts.
At this time, the two soul weapons in the ancient mirror suddenly moved.
Almost in an instant, these two soul weapons started like lightning at the same time, and they fought fiercely with each other.
At this time, the light and fire splashed everywhere, and the sound of the sound was like an eagle hissing.
Two soul weapons staggered through, and they were intact as before.
"What?"
Everyone who walked through the ancient mirror was shocked and looked incredible.
Guan Lin also frowned. At this moment, he passed through the ancient mirror to isolate the power conversion between him and the soul weapon, and could only communicate with each other. He did not expect that the other party's soul sword was tenacious and could shake his unparalleled scorpion tail knife without any damage.
This is almost an incredible thing.
Because the material of this unparalleled scorpion tail knife is mixed with a very small amount of water grain silver and iron powder, the iron powder is on the edge, like a faint ink color, but it is extremely sharp and can melt the metal made of iron ore. Even if the other party's soul sword is made of purple copper, it is difficult to offset the corrosion of iron powder. The power.
"Well, if I can't do it at once, I will use ten times, a hundred times, and a thousand times. I don't believe in hitting your soul sword."
Guan Lin's mind moved, and the unparalleled scorpion tail knife that passed through the ancient mirror seemed to have received a message. It turned into a dark stream of light and slashed at the poisonous soul sword fiercely.
one time, two times, three times, four times... three hundred and eight times.
For a whole time, this unparalleled scorpion-tailed knife drove the speed to the extreme, with a total of citations of 388.
The sound of sword fighting is endless.
Every time it rings, Cat Xiaojiu's beautiful face is pale. At the end, it is as pale as paper, but it does not vomit blood.
Wu Pengwei felt strange and asked kindly, "It's strange, why is your face so pale? Is there something wrong with the soul sword?"
Cat Xiaojiu stared at him and resisted the impulse to choke the other party's neck. He just said viciously, "You really stand and talk without back pain. If there is something wrong with my baby soul sword, can I still stand here alive? My face turned white. That's why I'm worried that my baby soul sword can't resist.
Immediately, the cat Xiaojiu smiled and was as bright as a spring flower. "However, my little red baby is so good that she is not hurt at all!"
Everyone immediately looked sideways and looked up. They saw that the two soul weapons in the ancient mirror had already been separated, and they were unharmed and sharp.
Everyone was surprised. They didn't expect that this in-eye-catching dark red soul sword could block the powerful cutting of the sharp scorpion-tail sword. It was really unexpected. It should be known that the scorpion-tail knife cut off dozens of soul weapons of more than four grades in an instant. The sharpness of the knife soldiers can be imagined.
At this moment, the thin old iron master who had been standing behind Guan Lin suddenly took a step forward and looked at Wu Pengwei coldly before Guan Lin.
Wu Pengwei looked at each other and said to himself, "Sure enough, it's coming."
At this time, not only did the two people move, but also Du Guchu, who had been standing still above the sky and felt boring, also scratched his ears and said to himself, "Well, it's finally a good show."