Chapter 314: Holding a Divine Weapon, the Power of Yueyang!

A big hand held the quasi-divine weapon, surprising both the two masters who were fighting for it.

"No! There's someone else!"

Both of them were in a state of awe and their scalps were numb.

They thought they were patient enough. They had been tracking and waiting for so long, and watched helplessly as two waves of masters fought for each other and died one after another. Only then did they confirm that they were the last oriole.

But now, the appearance of a big hand made the two of them understand that after so-called patient waiting, they were still inferior to the owner of this hand.

In front of the owner of this hand, the two of them are nothing more than praying mantises!

"retreat!"

Although he was extremely eager for the quasi-magical weapon, the moment he held the quasi-magical weapon in his big hand, the magic weapon so close at hand became an existence as far away as the end of the world.

Just one step away...

The black-clothed master was extremely unwilling, but he did not dare to take that step to compete with the master who already had a quasi-magical weapon.

Instead, he quickly retreated amid the lightning and flint.

However, as if he had expected it, the person holding the quasi-divine weapon waved his hand gently, and the magic weapon slashed towards the black-clothed grandmaster.

With a single wave, a majestic sword light bloomed in an instant. The sword's intention surged like a tide, carrying the general trend of the world and slashing towards the black-clothed grandmaster with all-destroying power.

Clang!

The light of the sword flew across the sky like lightning, and the brilliance flashed away in an instant.

"ah!"

Along with the cry of pain, an arm was thrown into the air, bringing up a cloud of blood mist.

The black-clothed master retreated continuously, cold sweat dripping down his face, his face as pale as paper, half from injury and half from fear!

"The grandmaster with the quasi-divine weapon is so powerful..."

Deep fear arose in the heart of the black-clothed master. He tried his best to dodge, but he could only barely avoid having his throat sealed with a sword. However, one arm was still unable to avoid being severed by a sword!

And this is just one blow!

As both masters, even an ordinary second-level true spirit cannot defeat him with one move!

"Grandmaster Yueyang! I didn't expect you to be the real old fox!"

The black-clothed grandmaster tapped his left shoulder repeatedly to cut off the acupuncture point where the blood was spraying. His face was gloomy and ugly, and his eyes fell on the grandmaster holding the quasi-divine weapon.

"Grandmaster Yueyang, weren't you the first to leave Linjiang City?!"

Grandmaster Jinyi also had a gloomy expression on his face and looked at Grandmaster Yueyang who was smiling.

The two masters stood on the same front in a tacit understanding at this time.

Grandmaster Yueyang is of medium stature and has an ordinary appearance. He wears a gray cloth with only a few simple stripes and no splendid patterns or ornaments of mountains, rivers, fish and birds.

He just stood there, with a slight smile on his clean and beardless face, but he gave the two masters a mountain-like oppression.

"The two of you were joking. What's right in this world doesn't necessarily mean it's right, and what's wrong doesn't necessarily mean it's wrong. Naturally, those who leave may not really leave, and those who stay may not really stay."

Grandmaster Yueyang said with a smile, then changed his tone and looked at the two of them again: "Just like you two, didn't you also choose to leave Linjiang?"

The two grandmasters snorted coldly, and the black-clothed grandmaster said: "So, you old fox is really tolerant! You can actually endure it until now!"

Grandmaster Yueyang smiled faintly and said unconcernedly: "The older you get, the less courageous you are. It's just that you are not an old fox."

After saying that, the quasi-magical weapon in his hand flashed with light, murderous intent surged, and his eyes suddenly became sharp: "You two, don't blame me for being ruthless, get ready to hit the road!"

"Wait a moment!"

The master in black suddenly shouted: "The quasi-divine weapon has been captured by you. I am willing to give up the fight. Can you let me go?"

Hearing this, before Grandmaster Yueyang could answer, Grandmaster Jinyi looked in disbelief and said with a tone of hatred: "You! There are two of us. Although Grandmaster Yueyang holds a quasi-magical weapon, he only has one person. How could you give up easily!"

The black-clothed grandmaster sighed lightly, but didn't say much.

Grandmaster Jinyi has not personally experienced the power of the quasi-divine weapon and does not have a deep understanding of it.

And he had just faced Grandmaster Yueyang who was holding a quasi-divine weapon in person, and his arm was easily cut off with a sword. Although there was an element of being caught off guard, the fear of being in the situation was extremely strong.

"Another Grandmaster emerges!"

Lin Bei smiled bitterly.

He still underestimated the temptation of a quasi-magical weapon. Six of the eight great masters came, plus the new grandmaster, a total of eight grandmasters coveted the quasi-magical weapon.

There were only two grandmasters, either because they had not appeared yet or because they had resisted the temptation of the quasi-divine soldiers and did not participate in the fight!

"No matter how many masters come, I'm afraid it will be difficult to change my ending..."

"Unless they can fight for a while, giving me a chance to regain a certain amount of strength!"

Lin Bei looked at the reappearance of Grandmaster Yueyang, holding his quasi-magical weapon, but there was not much excitement in his heart.

"I wonder how powerful the quasi-divine weapon the grandmaster possesses is!"

Lin Bei secretly guessed, and finally shook his head.

As the master of Shenglin, he knew the power of this magical weapon.

Grandmaster Yueyang, who can roughly guess that he has a quasi-magical weapon, will probably take out the two grandmasters faster than the two grandmasters fighting each other!

"Okay, let me send you two on your way!"

Grandmaster Yueyang did not answer the question of the black-clothed grandmaster, but directly raised the magic weapon in his hand!

"Grandmaster Yueyang, you are going too far!"

Although if he puts himself in his shoes, it is impossible for the black-clothed grandmaster to let anyone go after he obtains the divine weapon, but at this moment he is still extremely angry.

"Go together!"

Grandmaster Jinyi still had extravagant hopes for the quasi-divine weapon. When he saw Grandmaster Yueyang pointing the sword at him, he shouted low and waved the folding fan in his hand, creating golden fan-shaped edges.

"kill!"

After receiving a negative answer, the black-clothed grandmaster had to regroup and wave the Fangtian painted halberd in his hand, converging terrifying brute force and sharpness to kill Grandmaster Yueyang.

The two great masters reunited and launched their most powerful attacks to kill Grandmaster Yueyang.

However, Grandmaster Yueyang held the magic weapon and faced the two great masters who came to kill him, but he remained as steady as a mountain and calm and composed.

I saw his eyes suddenly sharp, his body moved, and the magic weapon in his hand suddenly burst out with several rays of sword light. The sharp edges were like turbulent waves, forming a terrifying and sharp meaning that seemed to be able to cut off rivers!

Dang, Dang, Dang!

A series of short and violent collisions of gold and iron exploded.

The black-clothed grandmaster and the brocade-clothed grandmaster both retreated with several sword marks on their bodies.

"So strong!"

The black-clothed grandmaster and the brocade-clothed grandmaster looked horrified, looking at Grandmaster Yueyang with deep fear in their eyes.

"die!"

Grandmaster Yueyang did not give the two of them a chance to breathe. His body swayed and turned into an afterimage, rushing between the two of them.

Then the sword light was like a thunderous giant, flying and shooting, blooming with a bright and sharp light.

Ding bang! Ding bang! Ding bang!

In the fierce battle, the black-clothed grandmaster and the brocade-clothed grandmaster became more and more frightened, and they deeply realized how powerful the grandmaster with the quasi-magical weapon was!

But in the face of life and death, they still struggled desperately and did not dare to relax at all.

It's a pity that in the face of strength, the two people's struggle is destined to fail.

When a sword light that nearly covered the entire valley exploded, it quickly ended.

Plop! Plop!

Two figures fell to the ground.