Chapter 1893 Borrowing a Sword

I thought I would die this time, but I didn't expect that Zhang Xuan, who was not on good terms with them, suddenly appeared and rushed forward without the slightest hesitation.

Seeing the brilliant shot in the air, unable to use all his strength, the ancient sage Yan Qing suddenly felt ashamed: "Yes, he is a famous teacher. For the sake of the human race, personal grievances are nothing, it is my villainous heart." Already!"

This one, for the sake of the human race, would rather bear the infamy, not hesitate to feign death, sneak into the Foreign Spirit Race, and calm it down. Based on this alone, you know that the virtue is high, and it is no different from Master Kong.

Such a noble person, seeing the situation in front of him, how could he refuse to save him?

The ancient sage Yanqing was ashamed, while Kong Shiyao and the others were shocked speechless. They could not describe the power of this gun in words. , Weakness, seem to be nothing, it seems that all the spirit is lost in this gun, unable to extricate themselves.

The "God" floating in the air seemed to be stunned. Unexpectedly, there was such a strong person hidden here, who was not weaker than him at all. After hesitating, a shot came to the throat.

Puchi!

Blood flew, and the spear pierced his skin and pierced it in. However, it felt as if it had been stabbed on an iron plate within a finger, and he could not move forward any more.

"I didn't expect that such a strong person could be born in such a thin place of spiritual energy. Yes, yes, you and I want it too..."

With a flash of cold light, the "God" smiled coldly, and immediately grabbed the spear in front of his throat.

With a flick of Zhang Xuan's spear, the pitch-black body of the spear immediately turned into a giant black dragon, enveloping the entire body of the "God" in an instant.

Unexpectedly, this gun was so powerful, "God" was stunned for a moment, and then he was full of rage.

It is a great shame and humiliation for a powerful man in the sky to be tied up by a small person in the lower realm: "You are courting death!"

With both arms exerted force, the muscles all over his body swelled, and he was about to shatter the black dragon, when his eyes went dark, and a huge brick fell from the air, hitting his face.

Boom!

Jinyuan Ding was refined into the Great Sage Supreme Treasure by Zhang Xuan. It has been in the Foreign Spirit Race for more than a month, allowing it to absorb the power of the Old Sage, and has already broken through to the level of the Old Sage. Although it is far from the Shattered Void, its powerful weight, With the hard material, even if the "god" is extraordinary and refined, if he is hit on the head, he will still feel dizzy and tinnitus, and almost fainted on the spot.

Of course, above all, shame!

God's super strong man was hit in the face by a native with a brick... He was so depressed that he was about to explode.

Just when I was about to get mad, I heard the voice of "Brick": "I declare in advance, I am not a brick, I am a furnace, and it is my ass that hit you in the face!"

After finishing speaking, he deliberately rubbed his butt on his face a few times.

Kong Shiyao and the others were all dumbfounded.

How could this super strong man have such a cheap weapon?

And... this guy said it was a furnace tripod, a woolen furnace tripod, it is clearly a large brick, how does it look like a tripod?

Are we dazzled?

"Ahhh..."

Feeling the opponent's buttocks rubbing against his face non-stop, as if there were cinders falling like eyes, the "God" went completely crazy: "Go away..."

boom!

The strong aura surged, and the keel sharp spear tied to his body couldn't bear it any longer, and was thrown upside down by the impact, and turned into a long spear again, which was pinched in Zhang Xuan's palm.

Boom!

A punch landed on Jin Yuanding's body.

"My ass..." With a scream, Jin Yuan Ding flew straight into the sky, and the tripod body kept spinning, as if being burned by fire.

"You are all going to die..."

Listening to this guy, shouting his butt, the face of "Shen Ling" trembled again, and couldn't bear it any longer, and suddenly slapped the young man in front of him.

The body swayed,

The blood of the Zhang family in Zhang Xuan's body was activated, and with a single tap, he traveled a distance of hundreds of meters, and with a flick of the spear, he came again through the air.

"True understanding of time?"

Seeing this guy dodging the attack like teleportation, the "God" snorted coldly, just about to imprison this guy with strength, when he heard the sound of "jingling" in the air again, he raised his head hastily, his pupils contracted involuntarily.

I don't know when, the sky is full of weapons, long swords, broadswords, hammers, long spears... There are hundreds of pieces together.

Crash!

His eyes dazzled, and his head and face fell down.

"Do you think this kind of junk weapon can hurt me?"

"God" sneered.

Although he only glanced at it, he could already see that this large pile of weapons were all at the level of the Great Sage, not a single one at the level of the Old Sage. Weapons of this level, let alone hurt him, fell on his body, and even the skin would be damaged. It cannot be pierced.

"I don't expect to hurt you..."

Zhang Xuan responded.

These weapons are all obtained by him from killing the powerhouses of the Foreign Spirit Race and in the Confucian Temple. There are a lot of them, but they have little effect on ordinary Old Sages, let alone the Shattered Void powerhouses.

"No hope?"

The "God" was stunned, and was about to speak, when he felt his body tense again, hurriedly lowered his head, and saw the long spear just now, and at some point, it turned into a black dragon again, tied it tightly, and tried to escape less than.

"you……"

Gritting his teeth, he was about to explode.

After fighting for a long time, the rain of weapons all over the sky is just a cover-up, the real trick is here!

But what about tying yourself up?

As long as you use all your strength, you can break free quickly, but how many times can this black dragon persist?

Even though it is a weapon, it has gone through many times of tempering, but its cultivation level is not as good as his own. If it is tied up forcibly, it will be injured once every time it breaks free. From his eyes, it can be seen that this guy can't bear it five times in a row!

Just as he was about to use all his strength to throw the long spear away again, he saw the young man in front of him and lowered his head suddenly: "Kong Shiyao, please lend me the long sword!"

"Long sword?"

Kong Shiyao was taken aback for a moment, knowing that the situation was critical, she flicked her wrist without hesitation.

call!

The sword in the palm immediately flew towards Zhang Xuan.

"This sword of mine is a treasure inherited from our Kong family. Without the blood of the Kong family, it cannot be refined. If you want to use it, I can lend you a drop of blood..."

Seeing that the young man grabbed the long sword and was about to use it, Kong Shiyao gritted her silver teeth and said quickly.

This long sword was refined by an ancestor in the clan. The blade has already reached the peak of rebirth from a drop of blood. It is only a thin line away from the broken void. The blood is not enough to drive it. She also refined it for nearly three years. It only cracked part of the power and couldn't use all of it.

This one in front of me, if he really wants to use it, he can only use his own blood.

"That's too late……"

Shaking his head, Zhang Xuan flicked his wrist.

hum!

There was a sharp sound of the long sword, and the next moment, he was obedient, like a domestic dog in captivity.

"Refined, refined?" Kong Shiyao couldn't close her mouth.