Supreme Alchemy

Holy weapon, see the holy weapon again!

Everyone opened their mouths and widened their eyes.

Like toads, they stared blankly at the flying sword in the void.

Even the tense situation between Hong Daoyuan and Feng Lingbei and others.

It also stopped.

Everyone's eyes.

All focused on the flying sword in the void.

Although they didn't want to believe it.

But the only thing that could defeat the Peacock Feather must be a holy weapon.

"Master Xiao actually has a holy weapon?"

Yaoyao took a breath of cold air.

Her pretty face was full of shock.

How precious the holy weapon is, she knows better as the person in charge of Wanbao Auction House.

Even if Wanbao Auction House has more channels and a stronger background.

But so far, no one has ever handled a holy weapon.

Any holy weapon is made by a strong person in the saint realm with countless efforts.

It will only be awarded to some special descendants.

For example, the saint son figure like Baidu Saint Son.

As for others.

Let alone owning a holy weapon, even taking a look at it is a luxury.

Yaoyao had inquired about Xiao Changfeng's origins before.

She knew that he was from the East Region.

But she didn't expect.

Xiao Changfeng actually possessed a holy weapon.

"Is he the son of the Alchemist Association?"

Yaoyao suddenly had an absurd idea.

But she quickly denied it.

The Alchemist Association already had a son, not Xiao Changfeng.

This guess was obviously not true.

"Then how did his holy weapon come from? Is he the descendant of a saint?"

Yaoyao guessed again, but still couldn't get an answer.

Not only her.

Hong Daoyuan, Feng Lingbei, Tie Rujun and others were also shocked and speculated.

The meaning of the holy weapon was too extraordinary.

There might even be a saint behind Xiao Changfeng.

This made everyone have to treat it with caution.

Even Feng Lingbei was embarrassed.

If there was really a saint behind Xiao Changfeng.

Then this matter would be difficult to handle!

"Behead again!"

On the Dragon Slaying Platform, Xiao Changfeng controlled his consciousness.

The Void Flying Sword slashed at the Peacock Feather again.

"Not good!"

The Hundred Poison Saint was shocked.

He hurriedly controlled the Peacock Feather to dodge.

Although he didn't know why Xiao Changfeng had a holy weapon.

But the sword just now directly cut off the Peacock Feather.

It was enough to prove the grade of this sword.

"Damn it, how could he have a holy weapon? This is absolutely impossible!"

The Hundred Poison Saint was furious and his face was distorted.

At first.

He only planned to defeat Xiao Changfeng with his own strength.

But he didn't want to fail repeatedly, or even lose the battle.

So in anger, he took out the Peacock Feather.

He wanted to kill Xiao Changfeng and end this duel.

But he never thought.

Xiao Changfeng actually also had a holy weapon.

And it seemed that it was even stronger than the Peacock Feather.

This made him shocked and angry.

Clang!

The Void Flying Sword slashed at the Peacock Feather for the second time.

Suddenly, three poison needles could not hold on and were cut into two.

In this way.

The Peacock Feather was no longer complete and its power was greatly reduced.

"Three cuts!"

Xiao Changfeng's expression remained unchanged, and he controlled the Void Flying Sword again and slashed at the Peacock Feather.

The Peacock Feather was very extraordinary.

It was not only one of the ten hidden weapons of the Northern Tang Sect, but also a holy weapon.

Although it was only a low-grade holy weapon, its power was extremely terrifying.

Unfortunately, it encountered the Void Flying Sword.

The Void Flying Sword was not a holy weapon.

It was a magic weapon.

The magic weapon was not only a fairy weapon, but also had a weapon spirit.

At the beginning, Xiao Changfeng extracted the bronze sword soul from Xiao Dilin's body again.

He put it into the Void Flying Sword and became its sword spirit.

However, although the sword spirit had intelligence, it had not yet reached the point of speaking human words.

But a magic weapon was a magic weapon.

It was not something that the weapons of the secular world could match.

Moreover, the Void Flying Sword was the most powerful flying sword among the magic weapons.

Even if they are of the same grade, they are invincible.

A mere peacock feather is naturally difficult to resist.

Of course, this is also because the spiritual energy of the Hundred Poison Saint is far inferior to the magic power.

So the power of the controlled peacock feather is also much inferior.

Crack!

The third slash fell.

This time, eight poison needles were cut off.

Suddenly, the peacock feather was like a feather, extremely embarrassed.

"Peacock feather, come back!"

The Hundred Poison Saint was very anxious and wanted to take back the peacock feather.

Otherwise, even if the peacock feather was not destroyed, it would be severely damaged.

"Fourth slash!"

Unfortunately, Xiao Changfeng did not stop there.

The Void Flying Sword fell for the fourth time.

In the past, Xiao Changfeng could only perform five swords.

But now he has broken through to the Nascent Soul Stage.

The mana in his body is abundant.

It is no longer restricted and can be used at any time like an imperial weapon.

Dang!

The fourth slash fell.

This time, eleven poison needles were cut off.

But the peacock feather also escaped back to the hands of the Hundred Poison Saint.

It was just that the iron fan that was re-condensed was missing a large piece.

It looked very ugly.

But it was better than the Peacock Feather being destroyed.

But in this way.

The Hundred Poison Saint was completely defeated.

Five Poison Techniques, Rain of Pear Blossom Needles, Martial Soul Fusion, plus the Peacock Feather.

The Hundred Poison Saint had already used all his means.

But he still couldn't do anything to Xiao Changfeng.

Instead, he was seriously injured.

Even the Peacock Feather had twenty-two poison needles cut off.

This challenge.

The Hundred Poison Saint lost.

And he lost completely, without any room for struggle.

Looking at the embarrassed Hundred Poison Saint.

Everyone was shocked.

Feng Lingbei and the people of Beitang Sect were all filled with grief and anger.

No one expected.

The final result would be like this.

"The fifth slash, end the cause and effect, and send you to the west!"

Xiao Changfeng's eyes were bright, and his consciousness surged.

Suddenly, the Void Flying Sword shone brightly, and slashed the fifth sword towards the Hundred Poison Saint.

This sword.

It was more powerful than the previous four swords.

The air was directly torn apart.

The Void Flying Sword was like a lightning that split the sky and the earth, and went straight to the Hundred Poison Saint.

"Lord Saint!"

Feeling the horror of this sword.

Feng Lingbei and others changed their faces and turned around to enter the Dragon Slashing Platform to save the Hundred Poison Saint.

However, this time.

Feng Shui turned around.

It was Hong Daoyuan and Tie Rujun's turn to stop them.

In an instant, six powerful masters started a fierce battle.

The battle was like a volcanic eruption and a tsunami.

The audience around was shocked.

However, their battle.

No one could step into the Dragon Slashing Platform.

At this time.

The Void Flying Sword had already been slashed down.

"I will fight you!"

The face of the Hundred Poisons Saint was ferocious, and the Hundred Poisons Spirit Body and Poison Martial Soul were madly urged.

The Peacock Feather in his hand also opened again.

Swish!

However, this time.

The Void Flying Sword disappeared from the spot.

When it appeared again, it appeared directly in front of the eyebrows of the Hundred Poisons Saint.

Teleport!

The Void Flying Sword has its own ability.

It directly avoided the obstruction of the Peacock Feather and wanted to kill the Hundred Poisons Saint with one sword.

At this moment, everyone's heart tightened.

Is the Hundred Poisons Saint going to die?

"Who hurt my Northern Tang Sect disciples?"

At this moment.

The Dragon Slashing Platform shook violently, and a roar was heard, like the power of heaven.

I saw countless tiny lines on the Dragon Slaying Platform.

Suddenly it lit up.

Then an illusory finger appeared next to the Void Flying Sword.

With a flick of his finger, the Void Flying Sword couldn't bear it.

It let out a wail and flew backwards!