Chapter 12 Who Plays Who

Zhang Bad looked helplessly as the fairy chair in the mouth of the national master hit him and hurriedly hid aside. After all, he didn't know how powerful this chair fell to the ground. If it was really a top spiritual weapon like what the fire unicorn said, this impact could really hit himself into a serious injury.

The national teacher looked at the fairy chair in his heart and flew out by himself. He was suddenly anxious. He had lost a son, but now he lost his baby again, he really lost everything he could lose.

There is no way to live without yourself.

"Breaking and killing." The national teacher roared, and the three black real air condensed flying knives flew towards Zhang Bad.

Zhang Bad just dodged the impact of the chair, and the national division here used it to destroy it again. Zhang Bad could only dodge again, but he didn't want to dodge the flying knife but did not dodged the chair.

It hit Zhang's broken chair again and hit Zhang's broken body, knocking Zhang upside down.

"Puff." Zhang Bad was knocked away by more than ten feet before he stopped abruptly. His chest was stuffy, his mouth was sweet, and he spewed out a mouthful of blood.

"Mom." Zhang Bad stretched out his hand to wipe his mouth and looked at the blood on his hands and couldn't help cursing.

At this time, the chair seemed to be endless and crashed into Zhang Bad, making Zhang's head big. He didn't know how to deal with this already angry chair.

"Try to attack." Zhang Bad thought about it, but dodge is not a way. Now he can only defend instead of attack. Trying to attack may find the weakness of this cow-forced chair.

"Thousands of shadows." Zhang Bad shouted loudly.

Tens of millions of figures appeared in the air and rushed to the chair.

The chair seemed to see that there were so many broken pieces in the sky, and I was puzzled. I didn't know what to do next, but I was motionless. I didn't know whether to attack or what to do.

The national master saw Zhang Bad exerting thousands of shadows in the back. When he saw the chair standing there motionless, he was very anxious.

Although this chair is very powerful, the wisdom of the artifact is very good, and he likes to pretend to be a magic stick, but if you really let him judge something, in fact, this artifact is still very weak.

"Kill."

When Zhang Bad saw that the chair was stunned in place, he was overjoyed and shouted loudly. He gathered on his fists and bombarded the chair. Instead, he wanted to see how capable the chair could fall to the ground and withstand his own attack.

"Bomb."

The air was like a violent explosion. The counterattack force of the impact made Zhang Bad fly backwards in the air until he stabilized his body, but he saw the chair flying with him and hit his body.

"Damn, it's endless." Zhang shouted angrily. The failure just now did not go to him at all. He reached out and held the frost and snow hammer in his hand, clenched his hands, looked at the route of the chair flying, and hammered it down fiercely.

"Bum."

The two magic weapons collided, and there was no more situation just by making a crisp sound.

Zhang Bad and the national master looked at the frost hammer and chair that collided in the air. The two magic weapons leaned tightly together, but they did not repel each other at all. Instead, they stuck together tightly, as if they had not been friends for a long time.

"This, what's going on?" Zhang was stunned and said sly.

That's the top-grade spiritual weapon he got. He doesn't want his top-grade spiritual weapons and other spiritual weapons to run away, and the national master is more anxious. This chair was originally obtained by himself through thousands of hardships, and this chair has a bad temper. How can he let it leave after paying so much? The possibility?

Not at all.

"Return my fairy chair." The national master roared and rushed to the frost and snow hammer, trying to blow the frost and snow hammer away, and then took the chair back.

However, the national master arrived at the place where two magic weapons were close to each other but was frozen in the air by a circle of frost, and the chair turned against each other. He didn't remember at all that this man was his original master and flew into the air and hit the national master.

When Zhang Bad saw this, he was shocked and immediately rushed to the national master, stopped the national master at his waist and pulled him aside.

Avoiding the impact of the chair, Zhang Bad looked down at the national teacher. The strong man in the divine realm, but he didn't expect to fall to this point. His whole body was wrapped in white frost, his face was white, his mouth was blue, and he did not have the demeanor of a strong man in the divine realm at all.

And this result is just a little strength from the two magic weapons. If they are strong, how powerful they will be.

"Hey, old man, wake up." Zhang Bad slapped the national master's face and removed the frost, revealing the national master's painful face.

"Who the hell are you? Why did you do this to me? We have no complaints and no hatred. What's the point of you harming me like this?" The national master took a breath and roared loudly at Zhang Bad.

"You found me first." Zhang Bad saw the painful face of the national teacher and said with a dry smile.

"Where did I provoke you? I just practice every day. It's been ten years, and I haven't been out of my practice room. How can I ask you for something? The national teacher was about to roar and roared loudly.

A flash of light flashed in his bad eyes, and he sneered in his heart and said with an embarrassed smile, "It's your descendants who have provoked me. If I knew that you have been practicing for ten years, I wouldn't have been unable to live with you."

After saying that, Zhang Bad reached out and waved to the Frost Snow Hammer. The Frost Snow Hammer, which used to rely on each other with the chair, immediately flew back to Zhang Bad's hand and looked very obedient.

The national teacher looked at Zhang Bad with a shocked face. After ten years of time, he couldn't figure out how to make the ice snow hammer recognize himself as the master. Unexpectedly, Zhang Bad just got the Frost snow hammer and did what he hadn't done for ten years. He was really envious and hateful.

"How did you do it?" The national teacher said with an envious face.

The chair also flew to the side of the national master at this time, which made the national master tremble all over, thinking that the chair was going to hit him, but fortunately, the chair seemed to have come back to its senses and did not attack the national master again.

He opened the corners of his mouth and smiled and said to the national master, "My teacher has a trick to force the magic weapon to recognize the Lord. It's just a waste of some effort. In fact, it's very simple."

When the national master heard Zhang Bad's words, his pupils dilated instantly and could force the magic weapon to recognize the Lord, which was simply a miracle. If he could know how to make the magic weapon recognize the Lord, how powerful would he be?

Thinking of this, the national teacher's eyes looking at Zhang Bad were full of greed, but in an instant, the national teacher hid this greed and said with a smile, "I'm really a genius."

"It's not a genius, it's just a talent." Zhang said with a bad smile.

The national teacher hugged his fist and said, "Since this is just a misunderstanding, I want to invite my brothers to get together and have a drink. I apologize to you."

Zhang smiled and said, "It's good, but I still have a lot of people following me."

After saying that, Zhang Bad said with an embarrassed face.

"So that's it. How about coming to the palace?" Guoshi said with a smile.

"Old Palace?" Zhang Bad said doubtfully.

"Old man is the ancestor of the royal family, and this can still be done." The national teacher said with a smile

Zhang Bad nodded with a smile and said, "Then it's better to obey than to be respectful."

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