Chapter 415 Immortal Cultivation? Repair Magic?

She lost to Chen Sheng.

Results that can be seen at a glance.

However, Venerable Gui Yuan couldn't interrupt, even though he was anxious and distressed, he couldn't intervene at this time.

This was her obsession, and he was afraid that his meddling would destroy her obsession and her way, causing her to have a mental block from now on, and she would never be able to cross this hurdle again.

Seeing that Yan Ge's long sword was sliced ​​off by Chen Sheng's sword, Venerable Gui Yuan slapped his palm, and the table with his hands turned into powder in an instant, and the elders around him almost knelt down without knees .

Grandpa is amazing! ! I really want to kneel down and call 666!

Everyone in the arena did not have the skill of the elders, and they had already knelt on the ground...

When everyone got up, they still felt a little terrified and inexplicable. They didn't understand where the coercion came from to make them so...

Chen Sheng slashed Yange's sword with a sword, and stabbed up to Yange's heart.

Just when Venerable Guiyuan had a thought, Yange's natal magic weapon appeared.

The pot that Yan Ge disliked so much blocked Yan Ge's chest, and helped her to suffer this disaster.

Venerable Guiyuan: ... At that moment, my heart almost jumped out. Shit, my woman's sword was broken, and my heart ached to death.

Everyone: What's the matter with always wanting to kneel on the ground because the two are fighting each other all the time?

As soon as Chen Sheng's sword touched the bottom of Yan Ge's pot, he felt that his own sword seemed to be melting.

This is his natal magic weapon, and the sword embryo is the milk ice stone that his master helped him find most suitable for him. This milk ice stone ranks in the top ten on the hardness list, and now, his sword is actually in the melt?

how is this possible?

The damage to the sword of the natal magic weapon made Chen Sheng feel as if his body was being damaged, and it was extremely painful, so even if he didn't understand what kind of magic weapon it was in Yan Singer, he subconsciously took a few steps back to distance himself .

At a glance, one-tenth of the sword in his hand had disappeared... It was really melted!

Cocoa is his talisman!

What magic weapon is this woman holding in her hand? How did she do it?

Chen Sheng stared at Yan Ge with a gloomy expression. He didn't want to give Yan Ge a chance to catch his breath. After taking a breather, he raised his sword again, avoiding the weird magic weapon in Yan Ge's hand, and attacked Yan Ge's next three attacks. go.

Yan Ge has a pot in hand, it is like a god's help.

After all, it is my own magic weapon, and I used my own body to nourish it into a pot. Although it looks a bit rough, but fortunately, it still has strength.

And this pot is not restricted by heaven...

It sounds like a promising look, and she can only comfort herself like this!

Yan Ge held a broken sword in one hand and his own son's frying pan in the other, and slammed it on Chen Sheng's face.

She held this pot lightly, but it felt like a thousand catties when it hit Chen Sheng's face. The most important thing was that every time, no matter how Chen Sheng dodged or defended, the pot could hit him in the face accurately.

After a few hits, Chen Sheng's face was more like a pig's head than a pig's head, and several teeth were smashed off.

It looked extremely miserable.

Yan Ge finally had the energy to jump up and down with a pot in his hand, and the one that hit Chen Sheng was miserable.

While stabbing Chen Sheng with a broken sword, he said in a leisurely manner: "Senior brother Qi who loves to drink the most was pierced by your sword. He held his intestines in one hand and pulled the steps with the other, and climbed up with his last breath. Go to the main hall, just to report to us in the hall."

She pierced Chen Sheng's stomach with a broken sword, and brought out Chen Sheng's intestines.