[Chapter 274 Under Strength]

(Second update)

People's hearts are not old, especially shameless.

Of course, the demon that Ouyang Peng said refers to the fifteenth.

As early as in Baiqiu Mountain, Ouyang Peng and 15 had a suspicion. At that time, the dark witch and night general attacked Ouyang Peng, but for the thousand-year-old spiritual root, he attacked 15.

If it hadn't been for the protection of Fu Yantu on the body of 15 and had been killed by Ouyang Peng on the spot, but Ouyang Peng was not a fool. It would have been impossible to see the attack power of the three peak sword masters blocked and absorbed by the fifteenth.

Therefore, Ouyang Peng, who lost the thousand-year-old spiritual root and held a grudge against the 15th, came to get the treasures of the 15th.

The so-called treasure refers to spiritual objects, such as the sword, which are spiritual and non-spiritual. Non-spiritual swords are created differently from the quality of materials to the climate and fire at the time of forging. However, in order to produce spirituality, the first requires aura irrigation and integration into the essence of heaven and earth, and the second requires blood sacrifice.

The two are indispensable. Of course, the spirituality of this sword has nothing to do with the quality of the material, but the requirements for materials are also extremely high to build a magic soldier.

As far as a divine object is concerned, it has been made into a sword, but there is no aura infusion. It is still a dead object, which is no different from the general sword. The only thing that is strong is its own hardness and the unique strength of the divine object, which may surpass most spiritual flying swords.

Of course, there is a difference in the eyes of this magic weapon flying sword in the eyes of monks. It is divided into mortal weapons, spiritual weapons and artifacts, that is, the difference between non-spiritual and spiritual as Yu Heng said. Of course, the artifact is rarely known, because there has never been an artifact in the mortal world, and even the gods in heaven have never owned it. They have more artifacts than artifacts.

Compared with artifacts, it is simply the difference between fireflies and bright moons, which is not the same.

The difference between the divine object and the spiritual weapon is that the spiritual weapon has a spirit. His master can feel the rhythm of its life, while the divine object is spiritless and has powerful and unparalleled power. If you really want to distinguish the advantages and disadvantages of the two, it cannot be compared.

Ouyang Peng's fiery eyes looked up and down at 15. The magic weapon that can absorb the attacks of the three masters must be at the level of spiritual weapons, or even above.

"Maybe it's a divine object..." Ouyang Peng's eyes were cold. He said, "Fifteenth brother, in Baiqiu Mountain, how did you compete with me and the dark witch and the night as a person?"

"This has nothing to do with you..."

15 has saved Lingzhi, and Lingzhe obeyed Ouyang Peng and pushed Lingzhe to 15th. Xiaowu came forward and took Lingzhi's hand and said, "Sister, the fifteenth brother is a good man. Although Xiaowu is a demon, she has never harmed anyone..."

Lingzhi was sad. When she saw Xiaowu pulling her, the evil words in her mind suddenly came out. She quickly withdrew her hand, as if she had let her kill someone.

Seeing Lingzhi crying and her frightened, Xiaowu also let her cry quietly for a while. When she is tired, she will definitely feel better.

15* ignored Xiaowu and Lingzhi. He looked at Ouyang Peng and his party coldly. With his kendo realm at this moment, he may not be afraid of being alone, but if these people rushed up, they would not want to go out alive today.

"I don't want to waste my lips and tongue with people like you..." The fifteen words are simple, but it is also shocking. Ouyang Peng's strength is much stronger than Lingzhe, and he stands on the sword spirit, with a faint and ethereal breath.

Fifteen frowned, and Ouyang Peng's cultivation was much more refined than that of Bai Qiushan.

"Haha... Fifteenth brother, since you don't want to talk to me more, how about leaving the artifacts on your body and letting you live?"

Ouyang Peng, this is already a nud threat, but when he heard his words in everyone's ears, he was shocked again. Is there a divine object on the fifteenth?

At that time, everyone's eyes were full of fanaticism, but these people were all headed by Ouyang Pengma. Duan could not rob what belonged to him under his eyes, so there was also a trace of disappointment in everyone's eyes.

"I don't have a divine object..."

The fifteenth put the long sword across his chest. Ouyang Peng was sinister and cunning, and it was not good to be attacked by him.

"That's it..." Ouyang Peng pondered a little, but then he looked ferocious and said, "Then I'll get it myself..."

With that, his people had rushed towards the fifteenth like lightning. His palm condensed into a sword spirit in an instant. Seeing that he was coming fiercely, he hurriedly raised his sword to resist.

"Ding..."

It seems that the sound of gold and iron intersect, and the two long swords intersect, and the energy fluctuates and buzzes, ripples around like water waves.

"Humph, I didn't expect you to become so powerful, but that's all..." Ouyang's eyes moved, and his fierce breath suddenly doubled.

"Bum..."

Where the 15th stood, the soil under his feet was flying and shattered into a piece of fine sand by Ouyang Peng.

"The eastward of disaster..." 15 struggled to hold Ouyang Peng's sword spirit. In the power competition of kendo, he will always suffer losses. At present, he used a trick to lead Ouyang Peng's sword spirit to the left, and then the long sword in his hand stabbed forward slightly, and it was about to pierce Ouyang Peng's chest.

Ouyang Peng, as the best of the young generation of the Ouyang family, how could it be so general? The fifteen long sword stabbed into his chest. Ouyang Peng's eyes were fast, waved his left hand, and there was another sword spirit in his hand, intertwined with the fifteen long sword.

With the help of this mutual force, Ouyang Peng suddenly popped out a few feet away.

With such close contact, neither of them benefited. This seems to be a short blow, but there is too much danger. As long as one of the two is slightly distracted, he will die under the other's sword.

Ouyang Peng had a lingering heart, but he underestimated 15 and almost suffered a secret loss.

At this moment, although there is only the first level of the imperial sword, his strong inner spirit has already surpassed the control layer, which Ouyang Peng did not expect.

"You are really very human, the owner of the colorful Holy Spirit, and the future is unlimited. I'm afraid it will be difficult for me to touch you at all... Hey hey, but for the sake of our Ouyang family, for the gods on you, for you to take away my thousand-year-old spiritual roots, you must die today..."

Ouyang Peng's hand moved slightly, and the long sword in Lingzhe's hand had been summoned back by him. At this moment, he suddenly felt something was wrong. With his ability, it was impossible to kill Ling Yu under his control.

In this case, there is only one explanation. While Ling Zhe sent out the long sword, Ouyang Peng moved his hands and feet, so that Ling Yu died. Thinking of this layer, he said, "You, you, are you? It's you who killed Lingyu, it's you..."

Lingzhe shouted in shock, but Ouyang Peng said coldly, "The sword is in your hand, and everyone has witnessed that you killed Lingyu with a sword. What does it have to do with me... Humph, I don't have time to pay attention to you now..."

Before Ouyang Peng finished speaking, a sword in his hand had danced a sword flower, like a rotating disk, and this space seemed to have been stirred up by him.

"Geotechnical Flying Sword..."

Ouyang Peng's long sword stirred, and suddenly, the rocks around him seemed to be attracted by supreme power. All of them came out of the soil, and the rocks kept flowing, and a trace of flame appeared on it.

"Well, take my move..." Ouyang Peng's sword blade went up and down, like an ancient general, waved his hand, and thousands of troops and horses attacked the enemy.

Countless flame stones, dripping and rotating, under the command of Ouyang Peng, lightning crashed into 15.

Such a huge momentum and the power contained in it, as long as 15 is hit, he will be seriously injured if he does not die.

"That's all..." The blade in the fifteen hand stabbed back, raised his hands gently, and then stepped forward. This posture was exactly the streamer sword formula that he was not familiar with.

The flow-light sword secret can only be used in the realm of the realm of the sword. More specifically, it needs to reach the first layer of the Yuan sword, and the inner spirit and the outside can be used, but the fifteenth is very human. He secretly operates the power of the divine power, and the flow light sword formula that can only be used by the first layer of the original sword can be used at will.

"Wang..."

The sword rain in the sky fell like an ice cone hanging upside down, bombarding the radius within a few miles.

Strength, this is strength... At this moment, the strength of 15 is fully exerted.

PS: Ask for red tickets...