Chapter 224, Rainstorm Pear Needle

When several people's eyes noticed the person who took the opportunity to start, the master was even more anxious; "The opportunity has come, this is my only chance to turn over. I have always wanted to seize it. If I can't catch it, the chance to become the next head of the family will be gone.

Wh!

This person's figure turned into remnants, and the speed was extremely fast. In an flash, he flashed past the flowing clouds that were fighting, Yan Shisan, a woman in red, Ximen Yuesheng. Directly across a distance of thousands of meters, this extreme speed has simply reached an incredible speed, as if he was running to the bright future he expected with the most extreme speed.

"Bastard." Ximen Yuesheng, who had finished sending the "rainstorm pear flower needle", turned his head and glared at the man, and scolded angrily: "Zhang Pu, how dare you grab my top-quality spiritual weapon? Do you want to die?"

However, this scolding could not stop the Mahayana master named Zhang Ba. After crossing the kilometer distance, he suddenly rushed to the black stone. Most of the black stone has cracked, and the top-grade spiritual weapon is suspended in the center of the black stone, which is powerful and even more ingenious.

"The best spiritual weapon!" Zhang Ba was so surprised that he reached out to grab the spiritual sword, and his palm trembled faintly. He finally got the best spiritual weapon, and it was also a spiritual sword, which was what he dreamed of.

His "Zhang Family in Tianfeng City" is a famous family of swords. If he brings back this top-grade spiritual weapon, he can not only become the owner of the Zhang family, but also have this exquisite top-quality spiritual weapon. At this time, Zhang Ba was very excited and even felt suffocated.

But Zhang Fu, who was happy, suddenly got cold in his vest, and there were four cold killing intentions behind him. Zhang Ba suddenly looked shocked, turned around with a smile and said with a smile, "Guys, since I have obtained the top spiritual weapon, please give me the face of the Zhang family in Tianfeng City. Give me this top-grade spiritual weapon today, and I will definitely repay you in the future.

"What are you? Why should I give you face!" Ximen Yuesheng scolded angrily, but he was so precise. It was not easy to kill the big demon monk, and also stopped Yan Shisan. For the rest, as long as one of them is solved, then he can get this top-quality spiritual weapon at ease.

"The best spiritual weapon!" Ximen Yuesheng is also very much looking forward to it, because this is also his hope for his rise. His West Gate in Shu is a famous family famous for its hidden weapons. As a son of a family, although he can inherit the mantle of his ancestors, he prefers to break out of his own way, but now he has such a stumbling block.

"This top-grade spiritual weapon has been obtained by me, so why do you have to pester it?" Zhangbao was not surprised at all, and did not mean to blame Ximen Yuesheng. He actually said in a gentle tone, "Jin Yang Zhenren of Lanzong said that this treasure is all about opportunity. If it appears, he should be a virtuous person."

"Oh?"

Liu Yun sneered in his heart, "Are you also a virtuous person?"

"Fal your mother!" Ximen Yuesheng was angry and angry and pointed to Zhang Pu and said fiercely, "There is a way to heaven, and there is no way to hell. Since you want to come to die, I will complete you today."

Wh!

Ximen Yuesheng's speed was extremely fast, only three times, in the sky, in mid-air, and finally appeared on the ground. At the same time, three illusions were turned out, so close to Zhang Ba. This has completely exploded his Mahayana power, completely in anger.

I saw a few vague shadows disappear, and he has dodged in front of Zhang Fu. When he arrived in front of him, he stabbed it fiercely with a black dagger, and the trajectory of the stabbing was even more difficult to grasp. In addition, Ximen in Shuzhong is famous for his hidden weapons. This fierce attack seems to tell everyone that he is not joking.

"Peng!"

Zhang Ba resisted at the first time, and his body suddenly retreated rapidly. At this moment, he just wants to escape from here. He has got this top-quality spiritual weapon. Now, his biggest idea is to leave here, not to fight with people stupidly. The so-called treasure-grabbing battle is a battle to grab treasures. He has now got the treasure and of course will run away.

Brush!

After resisting, Zhang Bao directly disappeared into the air and flew away eagerly.

"Would you like to go?" Ximen Yuesheng sneered, and a black box appeared in his palm. Immediately with spiritual power, a silver needle was quickly launched. Each silver needle flashed with cold light. This bud fled in front, and thousands of silver poison needles were chasing behind him. He was irresistible.

This silver needle is the rainstorm pear flower needle!

"No--" Zhang Fang, who was taking off, suddenly roared. He was a master of the Mahayana period. Although it is the early stage of Mahayana, he is at least a master. How could he die so easily? But he didn't resist the silver needle at all. He only cared about running for his life and didn't resist it at all.

Countless silver poison needles in the body, Zhang bud in mid-air, endless unwillingness appeared in the look. Originally, he could have run to the bright future he expected, and he could also become the head of the Zhang family, and he could be proud of Tianfeng City and become a hero. Unfortunately, he did not usher in the bright future he expected, but went straight into hell.

Just when there are countless rainstorm pear needles in Zhang Fu's body, and life is about to die--

Brush!

A figure crossed hundreds of meters in the blink of an eye and appeared in front of Zhang Ba.

This person is Liu Yun, who rushed directly to Zhang Fu and suspended beside Zhang Fu's body that was about to fall. Suddenly, his left hand poked out, grabbed the top-grade spiritual weapon in his hand, and his right hand stabbed out with a sword. A very simple action, like a roll, picked out Zhang Fu's Yuanying.

And Liu Yun didn't even look at the rest of the storage ring and a low-grade spiritual weapon in his hand. For him now, those gold and silver treasures, as well as these low-grade spiritual weapons, have reached the point of irrelevant, but he can have it or not.

"Ryuyun, why did you take my treasure?" Ximenyue stared at Liuyun with life and death.

He has always been arrogant, and his eyes are full of annoyance at this moment. Because what happened today is so complicated that it can be described as twists and turns. First, he planned to kill the demon monk, and then a bud appeared, and then the top-grade spiritual weapon was robbed by Liuyun in front of him.

"You asked me why I robbed your treasure?" Liu Yun looked at Ximen Yuesheng jokingly, with a happy look on his face and said indifferently, "Just now, I saw that it was very interesting to use a hidden weapon, such a small fight, so I just want to help you and help you grab the treasure."

"Do you still want to help me grab the treasure?" Ximen Yuesheng sneered and said, "Very good! In this case, now hand over this top-grade spiritual sword now. As long as you hand over this top-grade spiritual sword, I can let you go.

"You are dreaming." The clouds said lightly.

"You want to die!" Ximen Yuesheng's eyes were full of madness: "How dare you fool me? I have lost my patience. I don't want to talk nonsense with you now. I just want to step on your body to get the treasure. As for who you are and why you grab the treasure, it doesn't matter to me anymore.

"Storm Pear Needle!"

"Sw!" "Wha!" "Oh!"

Countless silver needles shot quickly, and each one flashed with cold light. Thousands of fine silver needles hit, as if they were overwhelming, densely covered, and such a large number, like several weak silver light, ordinary Mahayana masters could not resist at all.

"It's just a small skill of carving insects." Liu Yun sneered, stretched out his hand, grabbed the Can Xue sword in his hand, and stroked his palm from the back of the sword. He said, "Zan Xuejian, you have been following me for a while. After becoming the best spiritual weapon, I haven't let you drink blood yet. Today, let's use this Ximen Yuesheng to sharpen the sword.

Boom!

Countless swordsmanships surged like waves.

These swords burst out along the trajectory of the waves, and the surrounding air is like ripples. Suddenly, the sky was full of countless swordsmanship, which was like a wave of swordsmanship. It condensed directly into a piece, as if it had formed a 100-meter-sized wave, and then pressed towards the rainstorm pear blossom needle.

Storm rain against the waves!

Swish~~ Countless silver needles shot into the waves, and each one was as fast as electricity.

This "silver needle" rushed in, but after these "storm pear flower needles" entered the sword wave, they were all collapsed by the sword spirit, and even bent one by one, some broken into two, and some broken into several pieces, as if they had become curved wires.

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