Chapter 419: Eighth-Grade Spiritual Weapon? Shattered!

Chu Shaoyang frowned slightly.

His eyes were still too eye-catching.

Just as he was about to attack, Zhuge Tingxue said calmly: "Leave them to me."

With a flip of her hand, the jade-colored long sword came out of its sheath.

Zhuge Tingxue pointed the sword at the rough man and said in a deep voice: "I will be your opponent."

The rough man was stunned for a moment, and then laughed.

The smile was full of teasing!

Zhuge Tingxue's face darkened, and without any nonsense, he stabbed with a sword!

The jade-colored streamer flashed, as fast as lightning!

In an instant, the figure flashed in front of the rough man and stabbed the sword at the center of his eyebrows!

"So fast!"

The rough man's smile froze, showing a bit of panic.

He quickly drew out a broadsword and held it in front of him.

Dang!

The tip of the sword touched the blade, making a crisp sound.

The force penetrated the back of the sword and hit the rough man hard, knocking him back dozens of meters.

The warriors who were watching the fun all showed surprised expressions.

"This girl looks weak, but her physical strength is not small!"

"Looking at her sword skills, she is obviously a sword master. Fortunately, I didn't provoke her."

The burly man swung the broadsword, narrowed his eyes, and stared at Zhuge Tingxue.

"I underestimated you!"

He cut his palm with the broadsword and smeared the blood on the broadsword.

Buzz——

The broadsword hummed and lit up with a bloody light.

Dense blood-colored runes instantly covered the entire arm.

The amazing aura suddenly burst out!

"The peak of the seventh level of the True Martial Realm!"

Many warriors hurriedly retreated in panic.

"With this strength, you can compete for the seventh floor, why are you running to the periphery?"

"This girl is probably doomed."

The burly man laughed fiercely: "Remember, I am the 624th on the Thousand Kills List, Blood Sword Zheng Feihong!"

"Since you don't know how to respect me, I will kill you!"

He waved his broadsword, stomped on the ground and soared into the air, slashing at Zhuge Tingxue's head!

The sound of breaking the wind was piercing, and the force was heavy!

Not only did he have the power to kill the seventh level of the True Martial Realm in seconds, he also had a force of three million pounds!

He was also a personal cultivator!

"She's dead!"

The short man sneered: "Eighth-grade broadsword against seventh-grade long sword, that's a crushing defeat!"

"Sword cultivator? It's just trash!"

Zheng Feihong's broadsword smashed hard on Zhuge Tingxue's long sword.

Boom!

The aura burst out, raising invisible air waves, shocking many warriors back.

But Zhuge Tingxue's weak figure did not show any sign of retreat.

With only one hand and a sword, he blocked Zheng Feihong's knife steadily.

"How is this possible?"

Zheng Feihong was shocked and kept increasing his strength.

Zhuge Tingxue gradually gained a majestic aura.

In a blink of an eye, he surpassed Zheng Feihong and suppressed him forcefully!

"Eighth level of Zhenwu Realm!"

Everyone gasped!

They never expected that the seemingly weak Zhuge Tingxue was actually the eighth level of Zhenwu Realm!

The gap seemed to be one level, but it was a world of difference!

It could not be made up by the grade of spiritual weapon!

Zhuge Tingxue shook his long sword and directly shook the broadsword away.

Then, the sword came out like lightning!

Puff!

It pierced Zheng Feihong's shoulder, knocked him out fiercely, and fell heavily to the ground.

"Only one sword!"

The short young man stared at Zhuge Tingxue in horror, and said in disbelief: "With your strength, you can even occupy the third floor!"

"Why are you here?"

Zhuge Tingxue did not answer, but just put away his sword and walked back.

The short young man suddenly narrowed his eyes, quietly urged his power to condense into a formation symbol, and wanted to attack Zhuge Tingxue.

Zhuge Tingxue was unaware, and her face was full of hesitation.

To kill or not to kill, she still chose the latter.

After all, she could not kill as decisively as Chu Shaoyang.

"Go to hell!"

Suddenly, the short young man roared and blasted out with a palm.

On the palm, sixteen formation patterns emerged and turned into a red formation!

The blazing white flames spewed out from the formation, like a giant dragon of fire, rushing straight to Zhuge Tingxue!

When Zhuge Tingxue turned around, it was too late.

The fire dragon roared, and the flames were raging!

This is the sixth-grade formation, the Dragon Flame Formation!

It can burst out a powerful flame force in a short time to attack the enemy.

It is the most common formation among the sixth-grade formations.

"A sneak attack!"

The warriors were shocked at first, and then sighed with regret.

"It's a pity that such a beautiful woman is so young and has been tricked by others!"

At this moment, a more terrifying flame aura suddenly rose!

Chu Shaoyang raised his hand, and the blood-colored flame condensed and turned into sixteen formation symbols.

In an instant, the formation symbols condensed into a formation.

A huge dragon head poked out of the formation and roared wildly!

"Sixth-grade Dragon Flame Formation?"

The short man exclaimed: "You are also a formation master!"

"And there is also the spirit flame of heaven and earth?"

His flame is just beast fire, slightly stronger than Dan fire.

It is impossible to compete with the spirit flame of heaven and earth!

Moreover, Chu Shaoyang waved his hand to form a formation, and his speed was several times faster than his!

Whether it is the completeness or strength of the formation, he was trampled hard under his feet!

Roar!

The blood-colored fire dragon roared away and hit the white fire dragon hard.

Directly smashed it apart!

The blood-colored fire dragon opened its mouth and sucked, swallowing up all the white flames.

It continued to move forward and crashed into the short man.

"Ah!"

The short man was swallowed by the fire dragon, his whole body was burning with flames, and he was in excruciating pain!

In just a breath, he was burned to ashes by the flames and dispersed with the wind.

All the warriors present were stunned.

"It's obviously the same formation, why is the power so different?"

"I thought that this girl was the strongest and he was just a gigolo."

"It turns out that he is stronger than this girl!"

Everyone looked at Chu Shaoyang with a little more vigilance.

Zhuge Tingxue came back to her senses and said apologetically: "Thank you, I was careless."

Chu Shaoyang did not answer, but suddenly stretched out his hand and pulled her behind him.

Zhuge Tingxue was stunned.

But when the warriors around her exclaimed, she reacted.

"Die!"

Zheng Feihong, who was seriously injured just now, came to kill again!

The blood-colored lines had already spread all over his body, and even his eyes turned red, revealing a cold killing intent!

The aura even broke through the bottleneck of the seventh peak of the Zhenwu Realm and reached the eighth level of the Zhenwu Realm!

It has surpassed Zhuge Tingxue!

The blood knife fell, leaving a bloody track, as if it was going to cut through the void!

Chu Shaoyang just raised his hand, clenched his fist, and punched out!

"What? He actually used his flesh fist to touch the eighth-grade spiritual weapon?"

"Is he crazy!"

Countless exclamations rang out.

Zheng Feihong laughed disdainfully: "You want to block my spiritual weapon with your flesh?"

"You overestimate your ability!"

The blood knife slashed down and hit Chu Shaoyang's fist.

Dang!

The sound of metal clashing sounded.

Then, there was a 'crack' sound!

The blood knife broke with the sound, but Chu Shaoyang's fist was not hurt at all, and it hit Zheng Feihong's face hard!

Bang!

One punch, bang!

The corpse fell heavily to the side of Chu Shaoyang, struggled a few times, and then there was no sound.

Suddenly, the entire periphery fell into a deathly silence!