My magic weapons are all rule-based

With the old man's voice, Xu Shan instinctively put the Heart-killing Sword back into his body.

The Yanyun Sword with the fifth sharp edge was put into the storage bag.

Xu Shan came back to his senses and smiled lightly: "Senior, it turned out that I wanted to find an opponent. My master specializes in the art of concealment. He must be nearby. The reason why he hasn't shown up yet may be because he wants to test his skills."

"As a junior, I naturally don't have the ability to touch my master. Senior, please go find it yourself."

The old man in black robe snorted coldly: "Pretend to be a ghost!"

Then he turned into a black light and escaped, looking for someone.

He had no doubt that all the thirteen Nascent Souls in Posha Hall had fallen victim to this trick. This was definitely not a method used by ordinary monks.

In addition, Xu Shan has survived to this day with his foundation-building cultivation and inheritance, so he must be protected by an expert.

Seeing him disappear, Xu Shan breathed a sigh of relief, looked at Fifth Lianfeng and said with a smile: "Fifth Brother, tell me more about the Tianxin Realm, so that I can gain more knowledge."

Looking at him as if he was fine, Fifth Lianfeng's face was as black as the bottom of a pot.

He pointed at Xu Shan's storage bag: "If you still want it, release my sword. Do you think it will be useful if you take it away?"

Xu Shan calmly took out the Yanyun Sword: "If possible, I will trade it with you for the Heart-killing Sword. Do you want to trade it for me?"

Should he say it or not, maybe it was because of the fire spirit root that he picked up the Yanyun Sword particularly smoothly.

If you can use this kind of magic weapon to perform three thousand blows, the damage will definitely be pretty good.

The actual combat effect should be much stronger than the Heart-killing Sword.

"No change." Fifth Lianfeng dropped this sentence and walked away from Xu Shan.

Xu Shan raised his head to observe the battle above.

The sound of thunder in the sky continued, which was the sound coming from the clash of magic weapons and spells between Huang Zhiwen and Sun Yuanzheng.

The white clouds that filled the sky had already been shaken away by the power generated by the two men's attack.

Between the sound of wind and lightning, the two have fought thousands of times.

The sky is clear.

Sun Yuanzheng was surrounded by purple lightning. As the sword blade was swung, thick pillars of lightning shot towards Huang Zhiwen from a distance of a hundred meters.

On the other hand, Huang Zhiwen's expression was as calm as ever, and his sword swings seemed to have a certain rhythm, neither fast nor slow.

The movement seems to be as slow as a mortal dancing with a sword, but the speed is extremely fast.

Countless sword shadows appeared all over the sky, and they were even denser in front of him, forming a wall of dragon scale sword light.

Like a golden dragon, it enveloped him.

The huge electric light hit it and burst out golden light, which was directed towards Sun Yuanzheng.

The two were in a stalemate for a while, and Sun Yuanzheng taunted: "He is indeed a famous swordsman genius in Tianxin Territory!"

"You can fight me so far with the power of the Golden Core Realm, but your spiritual power is probably far from enough, right?"

"Oh, you are a swordsman cultivator who has turned into an alchemy cultivator. It is so stupid to abandon your talent! No wonder the Huang family abandoned you."

Huang Zhiwen pursed his lips slightly and approached Sun Yuanzheng relying on the golden light of the dragon scales.

He was right. It was too difficult to defeat Nascent Soul at the Golden Core stage, and he didn't have the skills to train in swordsmanship.

The dragon-armored wind-cutting sword is no longer connected to his mind.

Coupled with the huge difference in spiritual power, it is already quite difficult to draw a tie with his current conditions.

I originally thought that Sun Yuanzheng, as the sect leader of the Zixiao Sword Sect, would not be too strong because he had no time to practice due to the sect's management for a long time.

But I didn't expect that he has such rich practical experience, far exceeding that of ordinary Nascent Souls.

If you want to get a chance of victory, you can only fight in close combat!

He stepped forward quickly, but Sun Yuanzheng seemed to see through his plan and backed away.

I couldn't help but feel horrified in my heart.

A once-in-a-thousand-year-old swordsman genius, even if he has fallen to this level, his brilliance is still unbearable.

The Fifth Lianfeng looked up from below and said with a deep tone: "Huang Zhiwen is going to lose, after all, the gap is too big. But to be able to see such swordsmanship today... it is a worthwhile trip."

Hearing the fifth Lianfeng speak, Xu Shan silently took out the Palm Immortal Token.

With a squeeze of his right hand, the token shattered and a vision suddenly appeared!

A multicolored light suddenly bloomed from his palm, shining directly for hundreds of meters in radius.

Huang Zhiwen and Huang Zhiwen, who were fighting above, immediately stopped.

The old man in black robe who originally ran to nowhere also returned to Xu Shan in an instant.

The fifth Lianfeng who was closest to Xu Shan was surprised: "What... what is this?"

Just as he finished asking, Huang Zhiwen and Huang Zhiwen were already missing at the same time.

Sun Yuan's face was as dark as water. He glanced at the brilliance blooming in Xu Shan's hand, stared at Huang Zhi and asked: "The Palm Immortal Order! Did you give it to him?"

Huang Zhiwen mocked: "What else?"

"I don't care about him now. Xu Shan belongs to you. You can kill or chop him up as you like, but... you may have to think about how to explain to Taikoo Pavilion." Huang Zhiwen touched his chin and smiled thoughtfully. , "I remember that the Zixiao Sword Sect is also a member of Taikoo Pavilion. I wonder if you members of Taikoo Pavilion need to tell you any rules before fighting among themselves?"

"Huang Zhiwen...you are determined to make things difficult for me, the Zixiao Sword Sect!!!" Sun Yuanzheng roared.

Huang Zhiwen picked his ears and said casually: "Why are you shouting so loudly? He has already used it, what do you want me to do?"

The light in Xu Shan's palm dissipated, he raised his hand and looked around and said: "Uh... no one should be able to kill me now."

Huang Zhiwen nodded seriously twice.

The old man in black robe said angrily: "Boy, where is your master? Is he here?"

Xu Shan asked Huang Zhi in a low voice: "Are they really not going to kill me?"

Huang Zhiwen said seriously: "Don't worry, the immortal envoys from Taikoo Pavilion will be here in less than a cup of tea. They dare not move. If they are removed from Taikoo Pavilion, they will not be able to join the Zixiao Sword Sect in the future."

Xu Shan was relieved and looked at the old man in black robe. His expression changed instantly: "Old bastard, you can't even find my master, why are you still barking here?"

Old bastard?

Huang Zhiwen was very upset.

Diwu Lianfeng slowly opened his mouth and was shocked by Xu Shan's courage.

He thought that he was already fierce enough to stop the Kun beast in the secret realm, but now he pointed at a cultivator who was far higher than the God Transformation Realm and called him an old bastard...

He had never seen such arrogance.

The old man in black robe was instantly furious, and his whole body was full of momentum: "Asshole, you are looking for death!!!"

As soon as these two words came out, an invisible surging air wave rushed in all directions out of thin air.

Diwu Lianfeng's face turned pale instantly.

Xu Shan spat out a mouthful of blood. Seeing this, Huang Zhiwen immediately stopped in front of him and whispered.

"Xu Shan, don't be so arrogant."

Xu Shan spat out blood and said bitterly: "I have been holding this breath for a long time. Anyway, I have offended them. I have to confront them anyway, so why be polite?"

After Xu Shan finished speaking, he straightened up, with a slight smile on his lips, and arrogantly squinted at the old man in black robe: "Old man! Don't scream at me, you can scare me!"

"Looking for death!!!" The old man in black robe was furious and stretched out his claws to kill Xu Shan.

"Don't move lightly!"

Sun Yuanzheng immediately stopped the old man in black robe and stared at Xu Shan.

The inheritance of the Immortal Platform is related to whether the fifth family can help the Zixiao Sword Sect return to the Tianxin Region...Now it's invalid!

He worked hard to seek development for the sect, but it was destroyed by such a small bastard!

He also entered the Taigu Pavilion?

If the Supreme Elder could have taken action earlier, he would not have ended up in this situation!

There is no way now.

Sun Yuanzheng was full of reluctance, and finally sighed dejectedly, looking at Xu Shan with cold eyes: "You don't have to be too arrogant, fifty years... The Immortal Master Order can only protect you for fifty years at most, Xu Shan, cherish these fifty years."

"Let's go!"

Looking at Sun Yuanzheng giving up the pursuit, and then looking at Xu Shan who was full of fighting spirit.

Huang Zhiwen smiled with his arms crossed, and couldn't help but sigh in his heart.

Xu Shan is a talent, courageous and smart. Fifty years is enough for a person to grow up, at least escaping the pursuit is not a problem.

Fifty years in the east, fifty years in the west, don't bully the young...

"Sun Yuanzheng, fuck your mother! You wait, if I don't avenge this, you Zixiao Sword Sect will have no money to cover your children!"

Listening to Xu Shan's extremely uncivilized scolding suddenly coming from his ear, a huge regret rose from Huang Zhiwen's heart...

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