Chapter 118 Grab

The power of the magic weapon is also strong and weak. The most powerful magic weapon is to cultivate the spirit, but the magic weapon body has not metamorphed, so such a magic weapon is also called a sacred weapon. For example, the imperial sacred weapons used in the inheritance of major empires and the sword that Mu Zifeng got from the imperial arsenal are actually the top magic weapons.

After crossing the holy weapon, it transforms into a spiritual weapon, and the spiritual weapon has the ability to transform.

Although Mu Zifeng accidentally got a holy weapon, he couldn't move it at all, and it was also a burden to carry on his body all the time. Moreover, he practices boxing. If he consumes energy to practice swordsmanship, it will have a great impact on his practice.

Originally, he came to Shuishan to inquire about the clues of the overlord, but he didn't expect to meet the practicing ancestor with a flying magic weapon. Mu Zifeng was in the realm of Pannirvana. He discussed with the Flying Star King and followed him alone.

There is snow all year round on the landscape. When Mu Zifeng climbs to a height of more than 3,000 meters, the temperature is very low, and even the snow is frozen into hard pieces. He is like an ape, jumping two or three hundred meters, very flexible.

Boom... There was a sudden explosion in front of him, and the power of heaven and earth fluctuated violently, as if someone was fighting. Mu Zifeng's body slowed down and carefully sensed that there were not two practicing ancestors in front of him, but four. One of them is still very strong and can mobilize the power of a small world.

"There is a person who has realized the true meaning of the unity of heaven and man, but he can advance to the realm of heaven and man with perfect accumulation of strength." Mu Zifeng glided flat, hidden behind a stone, and looked at the battlefield ahead from afar.

The practicing ancestor who can control the power of heaven and earth is a woman in her thirties, with a slender figure, holding a long sword as thin as cicada wings. Every time she stabs a sword, she can get a shocking sword mark, such as a curved moon, like ice crystals.

It was the ancestor who fought with her. Although he did not understand the true meaning of the unity of heaven and man, with the help of the power of the magic weapon, there was not only no sign of defeat, but there was also a counter trend. The flying weapon also has six wings. Every time it incites, it will form blade marks at the edge, which is very sharp and can cut open a solidified world.

The other two fought a draw, and their strength was between Bozhong.

"You are the ancestors of the Crescent Empire. Why did you take action against us? This is the world of the Sun and Moon Empire, so aren't you afraid of being hunted down by their royal family?

"The royal family of the Sun and Moon Empire is torn apart, and people's hearts are scattered. Even if a few sober-headed ancestors go to hunt down the overlord, how can they deal with us? As for the reason for cutting you off, you know better than anyone else. The elixir left by the overlord is all good. It's impossible for you to swallow it alone.

"Well, in that case, don't blame me for being ruthless." The woman's figure soared in the sky. She pointed to the sky with her sword, and a light of anger came out of her and communicated with heaven and earth. A confinement space covering a radius of ten meters immediately appeared around her.

The crystal clear gem on the hilt released a dazzling light, and the power of heaven and earth around the sword body was attracted and gathered one after another.

"I don't think you still have a semi-finished magic weapon in your hand. It's just that I have received it. If you go back and re-forge it, you can have one more magic weapon, Jingtao palm." With the help of the speed of the flying magic weapon, with that palm, you can see a circle of ripples spreading out, which is indeed the power of the stormy waves.

"Tear Heaven Swordsmanship."

As soon as the sword in the woman's hand waved, she saw more than ten meters of sword spirit crossing out, and the huge palm print trembled for a breath and was cut into two.

"Are you an inner disciple of the holy place of martial arts?" Seeing that the sword spirit was invincible and the ancestor who fought against it changed slightly. The magic weapon on his body was agitated, and people had rushed out and watched the woman from afar.

"It seems that you still have some knowledge. I am a disciple of Lingshan Sword Hall. I heard that there is a refiner master in the new moon empire who has personally forged three magic weapons, one is a knife, the other is a whip, and the other is the wing of flight. It seems that you are his descendants at that time, right?

Boom... The other two fell apart, and the two gathered together to confront each other.

"I really deserve to be a disciple of Lingshan. I know a lot about it. Unfortunately, if you don't leave half of the treasure you got, you two can't leave this water mountain. After saying that, he turned into a shadow, flew nearly 500 meters in an instant, slapped it, and bombarded a huge stone below. Then he saw a burly figure jump out, and his body was also very fast. Several flashes jumped on another boulder and stood proudly.

"An ant in Pannirvana dares to hide nearby to watch the battle and die." Once again, it was pressed down and stirred up snow all over the sky. The boulder was still smashed, but Mu Zifeng's speed was so fast that he had flashed to the third boulder. He sneered, "An innate ancestor is so shameless. Is the Wangzu cultivated by the Crescent Empire so despicable and virtuous?"

Mu Zifeng escaped the killing of his ancestors twice in a row. The four Wangzu present were not fools, and he could see at a glance that this person was not as simple as he appeared. In this place, ordinary foreign martial artists can't climb up at all. This junior can quietly lurk nearby, indicating that he has strange skills and secrets.

"Kid, who are you?"

Mu Zifeng looked at the guy who incited the wings of the flying magic weapon and said in a low voice, "I won't interfere in the resentment between you. When your affairs are over, just leave your flying magic weapon on your body before leaving, otherwise you can't get out of this water and mountain."

If an ancestor of heaven and earth says this, the four may still be submissive. However, the guy in front of him is obviously a humble warrior. Even if he eats the courage of the ambitious leopard, he should not say such rebellious arrogant words.

"What a fang, I will break your neck first." Another ancestor of the Crescent Empire's chin and beard were upturned. He sprinted with one move, and the sword in his hand attacked Mu Zifeng's throat with cold light.

Mu Zifeng pricked his legs to the ground, grabbed the other party's sword body without fear, and twisted it hard. He only heard a crack, and the sword broke into two sections.

With five fingers, he was domineering and domineering, cutting out five cuts out of the other party's chest martial arts uniform.

Hmm? The four ancestors were stunned, especially the attacking ancestors, who were so scared that their faces changed. They turned in mid-air and punched them.

"That's all." Mu Zifeng felt that the power of the condescending punch was less than 350,000 jin. He couldn't help sneering. He used the 'white tiger claws' to condense a full of attack power of 400,000 catties, disintegrated the opponent's offensive with one punch and bombarded the opponent's fist fiercely.

The sour sound of bone cracking came out, and then he saw that the ancestor was about to retreat. Unexpectedly, Mu Zifeng standing on the boulder suddenly lit up a gorgeous purple light and turned into a hurricane that swept the ancestor in.

"Ah..."

When the other three woke up, they found that the guy they regarded as an ant was carrying the fainted ancestor and flying on the other side. The starlight flying wings on his body are shining, reflecting the vast snowy sea, which is even more mysterious and dazzling.

Flight martial arts! Who are you? Why can a martial artist in the nirvana cultivate into flying martial arts? No, that's not flying martial arts. There is not even a little real fluctuation. Who the hell are you?

Mu Zifeng sneered and said, "Don't think that others can't do what you can't do yourself. If everyone in the world is as stupid and ignorant as you, won't the world become an idiot world?"

The swordsman of Lingshan laughed softly, "This friend is right. Fortunately, we are the same kind of people, which is normal and different from him."

"Let him go, and we will leave immediately, or I won't blame the king and you forever."

"It's still your acquaintance. Get out of here." Mu Zifeng threw it away, and the fainted ancestor flew over.

"The king will come to you to settle this account." The ancestor's wings flapped, and he was about to leave when he catched his companion. But as soon as the man got it, a spinning softness came out of his body.

"Damn." Just as he was about to curse, a crisis suddenly surged into his mind. The purple light in front of him was full, and he raised his hand with an instinctive reaction. Suddenly, there seemed to be a thunder in mid-air, and the snow on the water mountain shook, and then poured down like a flood that opened the gate.

The two slapped each other, causing an avalanche. The snow here is not ordinary soft snow, but frozen snow formed into ice. That momentum and scale, even if the ancestors practiced Qi, they had to sigh at the greatness of natural power.

The two bodies were thrown out separately, and the starlight wings on Mu Zifeng's body had not been condensed and complete. At this moment, there was a tendency to dissipate. His internal organs rolled over, and his breath of blood condensed his chest and was about to be spewed out.

"What a shocking move, the palm is transmitted into the body, like a huge wave rushing. It is very similar to the water pattern fluctuation of sound wave power, and the qi and blood in the body were almost scattered. Mu Zifeng rolled more than ten times in mid-air and finally removed his attack power.

And the ancestor of the Crescent Empire didn't get much advantage. He only had 400,000 pounds of power with one palm. Under the power of Mu Zifeng's fivefold increase, he couldn't even catch his companions and watched him fall on a boulder.

"My Mormon family in the Crescent Empire will not let you go. Wait for our anger." The Mo's ancestor finally told his origin. His hair was scattered and he did not rush to save the companion. After a trace of blood flowed from the corners of his mouth, he turned around and urged the flying magic weapon to escape directly.

"Sister, do we want to catch up?"

"No, even if we urge the secret art, we can't catch up with him. The flying device is not just as simple as auxiliary flight. Once he is desperate for the power of the actuator, even if we work together, it won't be much cheaper.

"That flying magic weapon is really a good thing. Even if we don't have much in Lingshan, it's a pity to let him run away like this."

Mu Zifeng smiled and said, "I'll take that thing. Don't argue with me." As soon as he finished speaking, he heard a sad scream in the distance, and a wave of congenital innocence emanated and blended with the power of heaven and earth.

In a short time, a purple light rose from the foot of the mountain, and the real face appeared in front of the three people in a short time. It was the flying star ancestor that had been hidden. The starlight wings behind her are seven meters long, with magnificent innate power, especially her purple eyes, which show her different identity.

She held the flying weapon in her right hand, and there was still blood on it, falling drops by drop.

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