However, a surprised and uncertain voice quickly rang out: "Why are you unaffected by my domain?"
Meng Chan looked over in surprise and delight, only to find that the Meng family patriarch was standing unharmed not far away.
Where there was just now, there was a paper figure that had burned and disappeared.
It's so good that Grandpa is alright!
Meng Chan immediately felt that the sky seemed to have become more colorful.
However, a sense of unease crept into his heart. The old ancestor seemed to have lost some of his confidence in speaking. Just a moment ago it was "this old man," but now it's just "me."
Substitute Life Magic Treasure!
Zuan was initially surprised, but then he felt relieved. When he fought Zhao Hao, Zhao Hao had a lot of such magical treasures, which caused him a lot of trouble.
Meng Jing is one of the Eighth Dukes of the current dynasty and the ancestor of the Meng family. It is not surprising that he has such a life-saving treasure.
However, only Zhao Hao could possibly have that many; other people would have at most one.
"It's just a broken domain. If it were that useful, why didn't you challenge for the throne back then?" Zuan said casually.
He had indeed felt the air around him become stagnant; it was the constraint of the rules.
However, with his current cultivation level, it seems he can easily break free from those rules.
To some extent, he even felt that these rules were too ordinary, after all, he had seen higher-level and more terrifying rules.
Meng Jing's breath caught in his throat upon hearing this, but he reacted quickly: "Arrogant brat, how dare you compare yourself to the Emperor!"
He dared not be negligent in the slightest. He reached out and a beam of light broke through the roof of the Meng family ancestral hall and flew directly into his hand, gradually revealing the shape of a knife.
Upon seeing it, Meng Chan was somewhat excited: "It's that legendary sword from our family!"
Celestial Weapon - The Water-Severing Bone-Scraping Knife!
It was the sword of the first patriarch of the Meng family. After the first patriarch passed away, the sword remained in the Meng family and was enshrined in the ancestral hall by generation after generation.
Over the centuries, this knife has only been used three times, each time eliminating a formidable enemy for the Meng family. This is the fourth time.
Meng Chan looked at Zu An with a complicated expression. The ancestor had even brought out this sword. Could it be that this guy had become so powerful that even the ancestor was unsure of him?
Meng Jing respectfully accepted the knife with both hands, gently wiping it with his fingers: "Boy, you should be proud to die by this Water-Cutting and Bone-Slicing Knife."
Zuan scoffed, "With such a grand display, I thought you were going to bring out some divine weapon, but this is all? And the name sounds as awful as a butcher's knife."
Seeing the excitement of Meng Chan, Meng Jing, and the Meng family members in the distance made him a little nervous. But when he looked, he realized they were only at the Immortal Rank. Was it really necessary to make such a big fuss?
"You brat, you're asking for death!" Meng Jing roared in anger. This knife held an extraordinary place in the hearts of the Meng family. Not only him, but the other Meng family members watching from afar were also filled with righteous indignation.
Meng Jing's anger level increased by 999+999+999...
From Meng...
...
Seeing the densely packed anger points contributed by the Meng family members in the background, Zu An thought to himself that Xiao Zhao's Marrow Cleansing Pill was now secured.
At this moment, Meng Jing's Broken Water Bone-Scraping Knife suddenly shot out and slashed directly at the opponent. Streams of water-like blade energy gushed out, rushing towards the opponent like a surging river.
No wonder it's called the Water-Cutting Cave!
Just as the sword energy, as powerful as a river, was about to touch the opponent's neck, Zu An suddenly reached out and flicked it lightly.
With a crisp sound, the surging river water disappeared, and the knife was actually flung away.
Meng Jing remained completely calm. A phantom emerged from his body, its appearance vaguely discernible, almost identical to his own.
That was his spirit.
The Yin spirit leaped forward and attached itself directly to the Water-Severing and Bone-Scraping Knife.
Immediately afterwards, the knife seemed to come alive, emitting bursts of cheerful and sharp whistling sounds.
Without the slightest delay, it launched another attack on Zaun.
As it flew, it disappeared into the void.
Meng Chan, having seen the world, roughly guessed that the knife hadn't disappeared, but rather that its speed was too fast for their eyes to keep up with due to insufficient cultivation.
I wonder if that guy will be able to react in time. Hopefully, he'll be killed by the patriarch, otherwise...
However, she quickly found the answer. Suddenly, Zuan raised his hand and flicked it into the air.
bite!
Finally, I saw the knife again, this time flying back with a buzzing sound.
Almost simultaneously, a white beam of light, seemingly connecting heaven and earth, sliced through Zaun from another direction.
"Hmm, this is quite interesting." Zu An wondered if this was the special skill of the sword.
He could sense that the rules of destruction were gathered on that white ray of light, and it was clearly not a good idea to confront it head-on.
No wonder the Meng family values it so much; there must be some secret to it.
Unfortunately, trying to injure someone at that speed is wishful thinking.
He stepped to the side, easily avoiding the white light.
At this moment, the Water-Cutting Bone-Splitting Knife disappeared into the void again, and attacks came from all directions towards him.
Zuan pointed to a spot in the void, and the blade, which had been moving so fast it disappeared in everyone's eyes, was once again flung away.
At this moment, the white light returned, but this time it suddenly turned into a cross-shaped cut.
Zuan seemed to be deep in thought, could it be...?
As he pondered, he took a step to the right, easily dodging the cross-shaped white light.
Looking from a distance, Meng Chan was somewhat disappointed. The legendary sword of the Meng family seemed to have nothing particularly special about it, except for its speed, and it even had the blessing of the ancestor.
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