Chapter 1727 Disrespectful

"You have to think carefully! You can't use animal pets and tree roots, you can only use weapons at most!"

Seeing that he agreed so quickly, the patriarch of the Zhang family paused for a moment, and a voice came: "It's too late to repent now!"

"I don't regret it, and I hope the other party doesn't regret it!" Back straightened, Zhang Xuan carried an invincible aura: "As a famous teacher, it is my responsibility to fight against the Foreign Spirit Race. Back off!"

"well said!"

The patriarch of the Zhang family snorted again in praise: "Don't worry, since the rules have been set, this old ghost will not dare to go back on his word, otherwise, he will have to look at my sword, promise or not!"

"Hey, as long as you don't regret it!"

Old ghost Yu sneered, with a sinister voice: "You heard it just now, this young guy wants to challenge all of you, and he can fight together... I, the spirit race, contains the blood of the god race, and is the number one in the world. , must not be defeated! This competition, if you lose, you don’t need me to take action, and commit suicide together! If you win, I will personally give you a drop of the blood of the Old Sage!”

"Old Sage blood?"

"Don't worry, my lord, we will never disappoint our hopes!"

Hearing the reward, all the foreign spirits turned red with excitement, and their eyes lit up.

"Then let's get started!"

Hula!

When the sound ended, dozens of Foreign Spirit Race people surrounded Zhang Xuan in unison.

"you……"

I didn't expect these guys to be so shameless that they really wanted to besiege. Many famous teachers in Chunnuanlou were all pale with anger.

"Everyone, don't break the rules..."

Seeing that everyone wanted to rush over to help, Zhang Xuan waved his hand and smiled lightly: "I just said that I can use weapons, right?"

"certainly……"

The old ghost snorted.

"That's good, wait a moment, when I take out the weapon, we will fight..."

Nodding his head, Zhang Xuan flipped his wrist,

A keel gun appeared in the palm of the hand, and with a slight shake, it was suspended in the air and turned into a huge ancient dragon.

"This is... Ranqiu Ancient Sage's keel spear? The real ancient sage's treasure? No, the power is sealed, and at present it can only exert the power of the Great Sage level... This kind of power is nothing to be afraid of..."

Seeing the weapon he took out, Yu Laogui snorted.

In its heyday, the keel sharpshooter was indeed very powerful. He could run as far as he met, but... it was a different matter if his power was sealed.

Almost all of my subordinates who have reached the Great Perfection of the Immortal Realm have the Supreme Treasure of the Great Sage, and it is no problem to resist the impotence version of the sharp gun.

Full of confidence, before the words were finished, the young man in the crowd flipped his wrist again, and a huge brick appeared in the air.

It is also a weapon of the Great Sage level.

"Brick weapon? Refined from gold yuan spirit stone...is there anyone else who wastes it like this?"

Frowning, Yu Laogui was feeling strange, the young man kept flipping his wrist.

Hurrah!

In the blink of an eye, one weapon after another appeared side by side, forming a circle around him.

Mysterious mysterious sword, Boxin's spear, soul-stealing lock, inkstone...

Six supreme treasures of the great sage level appeared in front of everyone, exuding astonishing coercion, like six imperishable Dzogchen powerhouses.

"You...how do you have so many holy treasures?"

I thought that the opponent was just a weapon, and the battle was over. With so much in one go, everyone present was dumbfounded.

The Great Sage’s Supreme Treasure, let’s not talk about whether it is precious or not, it’s not easy to get, but just refining it, which one doesn’t require decades or even hundreds of years of hard work?

A young man in his twenties has refined so much... that's an exaggeration!

"Do it..."

Seeing that there are more and more great holy treasures, it is really difficult to win the battle. In the foreign spirit group, a dark-faced guy shouted loudly.

"Wait... I haven't finished my weapons yet..."

Zhang Xuan waved his big hand, and continued to flip his wrist.

Hurrah!

Four treasures appeared in front of him again, which were the Hanyue hooks that won the bet just now.

When these four weapons appeared, Zhang Xuan's fingers turned into phantoms, and his body shuttled among them, tapping on them constantly.

Buzz buzz!

Four crisp sounds, and the four treasures made surrendering sounds at the same time, completely acknowledging their master.

Crash!

After recognizing the master, the four great holy treasures all flew up together.

"Ten great holy treasures? Is this... a fair duel?"

"Is this what he said when he knew that he was invincible and that he would die, but he never backed down?"

Seeing so many Great Sage-level magic weapons levitating, many Foreign Spirit Race members felt their scalps go numb and were about to vomit blood.

One weapon, you don't need to care about it, ten... is equivalent to ten Immortal Realm Dzogchen powerhouses, how can you fight this?

Thinking of the guy's impassioned words before, he immediately felt panicked.

No match for the fart!

You must die!

Damn, we must die...

"Don't do it yet? Do you want to die in the hands of the other party!"

If you want to be an old ghost, you are also crazy.

As an ancient sage, I have lived for an unknown number of years, and I have never seen such a strange thing.

"yes!"

Knowing that the longer the waiting time, the better the coordination of these weapons will be. At that time, they will really have no chance, so everyone rushes over in unison.

In the crowd, the dark guy who spoke just now came to the front first, and the weapon in his hand was a Crescent Moon Saber of the Great Sage level.

This guy is one of the previous six great perfections of the Immortal Realm, and his strength is no less than that of Bo Yuan. With such a fierce weapon, with a sudden slash, the air emits a violent sonic boom, and the space is distorted.

Hula!

A swift gust of wind slashed down on Zhang Xuan's head.

Seeing that it was about to be split in half, the time around the young man seemed to speed up in an instant, and he came to Yanyue Dao lightly, and pointed his finger.

hum!

The Yanyue knife rang excitedly, its huge body shook, turned the knife head upside down, and slashed down on the dark foreign spirit tribe.

"I wipe..."

The dark foreign spirit race burst into tears.

The next moment, his head fell to the ground, and he was dying without knowing what happened.

"This...was refined?"

Many famous teachers were all stunned.

Yulaogui seems to be crazy.

Fighting against people, the opponent's weapon is refined before it comes to the front, and it turns back to the previous master...

Can you still fight like this?

The shock of the crowd is not over yet, the young man has turned into a ray of light and rushed into the crowd, as long as the weapon his fingers touch, it will turn against each other in the next moment, unite with weapons such as bricks and keel guns, and fight against aliens. Eldar people.

"At first, I thought that so many Foreign Spirit Race people besieged Master Zhang, it was simply bullying... Why do I feel like Master Zhang is bullying them now?"

"In front of you, grab other people's weapons, and use your own weapons to fight against the master... Beg for the psychological shadow area of ​​these Foreign Spirit Race people!"

"No need to ask, the boss must be the boss! No wonder, Master Zhang asked to fight against a group of people, he must have been prepared long ago, and wants to slaughter all these guys!"

...

Amidst the discussion, Zhang Xuan had withdrawn from the crowd at some point, with his hands behind his back, looking at the weapons that were fighting against the Foreign Spirit Race people all over the sky, he was full of relief, and couldn't help but sigh with emotion.

"Thank you for your weapons, I'm so disrespectful!"