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"God! Who is that person? How can there be a spiritual weapon?" A round-faced disciple exclaimed.

"Is it really a secondary spiritual weapon? No way? That disciple is just a five-fold heaven, and he actually has a secondary spiritual weapon. Is he the elder's child? A thin disciple next to him looked shocked and couldn't help blurting out.

"It turned out to be a second spiritual weapon! The disciple brought by Yu Zhenhai is in danger. Although he is a second-generation disciple, he is not a foundation-building period. He can't resist the second spiritual weapon at all.

"What was that spiritual weapon? Flying sword? Short spear? Flying knife? Iron ring? Or what? Why can't you see it clearly?" A disciple who had just entered the general registry looked at the light in the sky and muttered.

"Of course you can't see it clearly!" At first, the round-faced disciple looked at him and said disdainfully, "Once the secondary spiritual weapon is launched, it will emit a strong light. If you want to see the true face of the secondary spiritual weapon in the light clearly, you must at least build a foundation to achieve it. You are just a triple cultivation of qi refining now, and you are still far away!"

"Brother, can you see clearly what kind of spiritual weapon this is?"

"This - what are you talking about! Hurry up and see how the guy named Ding Yang responds!" The round-faced disciple's words stagnated and quickly transferred the topic back to the battle scene between Ding Yang and Ma Huayuan.

Originally, everyone's eyes were all focused on the battle between He Yunpeng and Yu Zhenhai, two late foundation-building monks, but as soon as Ma Huayuan's spiritual weapon came out, it attracted people's attention.

When--

With a sharp collision sound in the air, Ding Yang's pupils suddenly tightened, and he felt an extreme danger in his heart for no reason.

The sword light he emitted was directly shattered in the air, and the light that hit a little, still rushed at the speed of lightning.

brush brush——

Ding Yang circled at his feet, and with the momentum of footwork, he connected the three swords and sent out. Each sword light was exerted with all his strength, and the aura rippled through the air and blocked the condescending second spiritual weapon.

"Huh - don't resist anymore. What do you think this is? The power of the secondary spiritual weapon can't be understood by you, a steamed bun from the lower world. I advise you to quickly abandon the sword and admit defeat, obediently put your hands on the air elixir, and then kowtow and admit your mistake. It's all for the sake of Shuo Tianfeng's fellow disciples, we will let you go this time.

Han Yun, who was beside him, raised his long sword and pointed with a cruel smile on his face. He seemed to have seen the result of Ding Yang's defeat and injury in the second spiritual weapon. His harsh voice made Ding Yang plead guilty. It seemed that he and Ma Huayuan were so kind and generous.

"Do not think about it! You two are just the lowest level of garbage in the Xiuzhen world. Even if there are any spiritual weapons, you can't let me give in. If I admit defeat in front of you two garbage today, how can I stand on this Shuo Tianfeng, let alone make any achievements in the Xiuzhen world.

Ding Yang's eyes are shining with firmness, showing his strong determination. No matter what difficulties and obstacles are ahead, he has only one principle, that is, to move forward bravely and never retreat.

Bangbang - After three shocks, Ding Yang's three swords were broken continuously, and the light of the second spiritual weapon seemed to have been thwarted by Ding Yang's three consecutive swords. However, after restraining, he did not retreat at all, but continued to shoot a strong and dazzling brilliance, flying at a faster speed.

"Ah! What kind of spiritual weapon is so difficult to deal with? What the hell is it?" Ding Yang was also secretly surprised. The swords just now have condensed all his strength, but they still can't stop it. The power of the spiritual weapon was really strong.

buzz-

Deep in Ding Yang's eyes, four-color light suddenly flashed in his pupil, but it activated the power of [Magic Pupil]. He had to see what the second spiritual weapon in the air was. Only by knowing the details of the spiritual weapon could he find the weak point and carry out the most effective counterattack.

The pupil of the phantom has helped Ding Yang a lot on the Xuanhuang mainland, but now this is the world of cultivation, which is a completely different place from the Xuanhuang mainland. He doesn't know whether the pupil of the phantom can still play such a magical role.

However, he heard from A Xue that the owner of the pupil of the phantom is the six-eye phantom phantom rat, which seems to come from a more advanced wilderness like A Xue. It should continue to play a role in the world of cultivation.

Ding Yang launched the pupil of the phantom, and felt that the world in his eyes had changed, as if everything around him was different.

It really works! Ding Yang was overjoyed and quickly looked up at the spiritual weapon.

Looking through the pupil of the phantom, the secondary spiritual weapon surrounded by dazzling light is a round blade that rotates rapidly. Looking at it carefully, it turned out to be a crescent-shaped metal blade, spinning rapidly around a center, forming a round blade that rotates rapidly.

The sword light emitted by himself hit the edge of the round blade, and the force in the sword light was directly removed by the rapidly rotating edge of the round blade, and then it was crushed by the extremely sharp blade.

At the moment when Ding Yang saw the real face of this spiritual weapon, the round blade had reached above him with an extremely fast speed, and was about to land down and cover him in.

"Ding Yang!" Yu Zhenhai, who was fighting fiercely with He Yunpeng in the air, let out an extremely angry roar. He was very familiar with the breath of the second spiritual weapon, a monk in the later stage of the foundation. He also saw the true face of this second spiritual weapon, and was immediately shocked.

Ding Yang doesn't know what's going on with the secondary spiritual weapon, but Yu Zhenhai knows it. With Ding Yang's current cultivation, it is impossible to resist the attack of a secondary spiritual weapon at all. If he is hit by the secondary spiritual weapon, he will be seriously injured, and if he may be killed directly.

Yu Zhenhai's eyes showed his anger, and he wanted to quickly withdraw to block the attack of this spiritual weapon for Ding Yang. However, He Yunpeng also saw the following situation and suddenly intensified the attack. The sword light was entangled in the air in Zhenhai and could not be saved.

"He Yunpeng! Ding Yang is a second-generation disciple. Your nephew's attack on him is the following crime. If they hurt Ding Yang with a secondary spiritual weapon again, it will be even more heinous. At that time, even your master can't protect them, and even you will be punished by the door rules. Yu Zhenhai was entangled by He Yunpeng, and his heart was so angry that the corners of his eyes were about to crack.

"Haha - Yu Zhenhai, don't be alarmist. I don't see what's going on below. What happened naturally has nothing to do with me. As for the following crimes you mentioned, it is even more ridiculous. The cultivation world is respected by strength. If you say that my nephew commits the following crimes, what else do I want to say about Ding Yang bullying the young with the big?

He Yunpeng's men showed no mercy and continued to swing the sharp sword light, forcing Yu Zhenhai to have no time to save Ding Yang at all, and he shouted arrogantly.

"If Ding Yang can't even defeat my two nephews in the gas refining period, it means that he is not qualified to be a second-generation disciple at all. He should be directly demoted to a third-generation disciple, or directly expelled from Shuo Tianfeng. The garbage you brought by Yu Zhenhai from the low-level world is simply a joke. Don't even take your master to become a joke of Shuo Tianfeng and even the whole Qingyun Sect!"

He Yunpeng is domineering, pressing step by step, and Zhang Yang is domineering to the extreme. As a disciple of the elder Huang Daqian, he has always been rampant in Shuo Tianfeng. And he knew in his heart that Ma Huayuan and Han Yunju's master, also known as "Brother Hua", is the most beloved and valued disciple of Huang Daqian.

Even if Ding Yang is really injured by Ma Huayuan, I believe that in the face of Brother Hua, Huang Daqian will try his best to maintain it. And this kind of trivial thing, Qiu Ruoxu, the master of the peak, will not care about it at all. Even if Lu Yun, Ding Yang's master, is also a deacon, he must not have a head-on conflict with Huang Daqian for Ding Yang.

At that time, Yu Zhenhai was also a disciple who was deeply loved by Lu Yun. However, after the conflict with Brother Hua, he was still demoted to the low-level plane world. Lu Yun could not save him, let alone Ding Yang, who had just come from the low-level world.

"Damn! He Yunpeng, you are simply crazy. You and your brother Hua are simply a dragonfly. With you running rampant on Shuo Tianfeng, it is simply the sadness of Qingyun Sect!"

Yu Zhenhai had noticed He Yunpeng's despicable heart, and suddenly his chest was full of anger, and the hatred that he was demoted to the Xuanhuang Continent also surged into his heart. He roared repeatedly, urged the sword light with all his strength, and cut at He Yunpeng like a splash.

"Huh - do you think I'm afraid of you? Two hundred years ago, you couldn't beat Brother Hua. Two hundred years later, you still couldn't beat me. Today, I'm going to show you that Lu Yun's disciples can never beat the elder's disciples.

He Yunpeng roared and kept saying insults in his mouth, but his hand did not stop at all. The sword was like snow, and the sword was full of energy, stirring up all the air within a radius of dozens of feet, and fiercely collided with Yu Zhenhai.

Yu Zhenhai was entangled by He Yunpeng and had no time to relieve Ding Yang. The curved moon blade, with a palpitating light and speed, has rapidly landed on Ding Yang's head, making a stingling roar.

Ding Yang has used the pupil of the phantom to see the appearance of the curved moon blade and its trajectory. His heart is settled. All the innate aura in his body gathered on the red flame sword, with colorful light in his eyes, staring at the future of the curved moon blade.

Sooner or later, the moon blade had fallen on his head in the blink of an eye. Ding Yang raised his head and roared, and the red flame sword, which was already ready to go, rushed up like lightning.

"What? Is this Ding Yang too careless? In the face of the attack of the second spiritual weapon, he didn't know how to dodge and took the initiative to attack. Was he stupid? Some of the onlookers shouted worriedly.

"Hey! The low-level plane is the low-level plane. Although he is lucky to become a second-generation disciple, he is still a local bun in his bones. How can he know the power of the secondary spiritual weapon? Now it's a good show. Some disciples also gloat.

Ding——

A crisp but not flamboyant sound of gold and iron crossfire sounded. Under the gaze of everyone, Ding Yang's red flame sword pierced straight into the light. However, to everyone's surprise, Ding Yang's seemingly ordinary sword hit out, and the light that fell with the power to subvert the world suddenly stopped the momentum of the strike, and most of the dazzling light also directly dissipated. At this time, even the ordinary disciples watching the battle around can see the true face of the curved moon blade hidden in the light.

"What?"

"How come?"

"How is it possible that he directly scattered the light of the spiritual weapon with his sword?"

"What is that? It looks like a crescent moon. Is that the second spiritual weapon?"

The onlookers were stunned by the unexpected change and talked about it one after another. The scene was suddenly full of buzzing sounds.

Ding Yang stabbed out with a sword. It was the central point of the rotation of this curved moon blade, which was the weakest key point. The sharp tip of the Chiyan sword was extremely accurate at this point, and immediately removed half of the horrible force brought by the rotation of the curved moon blade.

With one hit, Ding Yang's confidence increased greatly. He stepped on the eight-step track of Tianlong, and the Chiyan sword stabbed out with another sword, but this time it stabbed one-third below the curved moon blade. With a sound, most of the light of the curved moon blade dissipated, and the curved moon blade itself also shook, almost deviating from the original trajectory.

Dangdang--

After three crisp sounds, the three weakest points of the Chiyan sword were in its skill. The curved moon blade made a sad sound and shook violently. The force on the blade had been almost completely dispersed by Ding Yang's continuous five swords, and it was about to fall down in a straight line.

"It's not good!"

Ma Huayuan's face in the distance suddenly changed greatly. Originally, with his cultivation, he also tried his best to drive the crescent moon blade. After the force applied to the crescent blade was scattered by Ding Yang, under the traction of breath, he almost made him spit blood directly.

Seeing that the curved moon blade was about to fall, Ma Huayuan shouted strongly, pinched a magic formula in his right hand, and took a move towards the curved moon blade from afar.

buzz-

The body of the curved moon blade trembled, as if it was going to fly in the direction of Ma Huayuan, but it only flew five feet and slowly fell to the ground.

Ma Huayuan's face changed. He quickly stretched out his left hand, put his hands together, and made a full move. Only then did the curved moon blade continue to fly towards him, but the speed of flying back was like an ant crawling when he first went out.

sou——

The curved moon blade finally staggered into Ma Huayuan's hand. As soon as he bought it, Ma Huayuan seemed to have exhausted all his strength. A trace of blood overflowed from the corners of his mouth, and his body fell softly to the ground.

Second spiritual weapon - broken!

The whole audience was silent.