It’s not like Zhang Yuanqing hasn’t seen props in various forms before, such as red dancing shoes and military spirit mask, but those are all props with multiple functions.
As for the prop in my hand, each one has a different form and completely different functions, and they are more like three independent props.
There is no doubt that this is a magical artifact.
There are three forms, each of which is of top quality. In addition, it is also a rule-based prop.
There are three rules in total:
1: Resonance can destroy all defenses in the world.
2: Binding, it cannot be used by anyone before the owner dies.
Three: Energy storage, can resist any level of physical attack. 8\./2\./Novel\./No\./Wrong\./First\./Publish~~
A hammer that can destroy items, a thunderstorm cannon that can fire ball lightning, combined with night travel, is simply a magical weapon for sneak attacks. Even if the sneak attack fails, I can still deploy a purple thunder shield to resist...
However, the Purple Thunder Queen can only resist attacks from the front, which is not as good as the Earth Monster's defensive items, which provide all-round protection. In addition, it is not yet known what the defense limit of the Purple Thunder Queen is.
After all, the Purple Thunder Queen's defense itself is not a rule, and as long as it is not a rule, there must be a limit.
“Try the power of these items first.
If one plan fails, try another.
Hand over the props as compensation. If they really succeed, even the authorities won’t be able to take them back.
To settle privately is to "be willing to fight and be beaten", which is a robbery in accordance with the rules. "What if I don't agree!" Zhang Yuanqing's expression turned cold.
"What do you think?
Zhao Hongzheng raised his hand, and the men in black outside the door rushed into the store and stared at him coldly.
Zhang Yuanqing couldn't help but think back to when he was in school. A senior classmate stole his pocket money, so he cried and went to Brother Bing. Brother Bing was furious and beat up the guy.
Afterwards, the classmate's parents came to the school to make trouble, never mentioning their son's behavior of stealing money. They demanded that the school expel Bingge and him and apologize.
Zhang Yuanqing had an idea, and the ball in his hand turned into a small pumpkin hammer, 50 meters long, small and exquisite, flexible and easy to use, very suitable for close combat attacks.
Then, he took out a piece of red iron ore from the gang warehouse. This item was called Fire Demon Ore.
As the name suggests, the Fire Master profession uses materials of saint quality.
The Fire Demon Ore has two major characteristics: high temperature and hardness, which makes it suitable for refining cold weapons. However, due to its hardness and high temperature resistance, it is extremely difficult to smelt.
Zhang Yuanqing threw the basin-sized Fire Demon Ore on the ground, swung the Purple Thunder Hammer, and smashed it down hard.
" when! "
The shrill sound echoed in the room.
I saw a half pumpkin mark on the surface of the Fire Demon Ore. "Heavy strike" is one of the characteristics of the Purple Thunder Hammer. Every hammer is a heavy strike, but the resonance characteristic does not seem to be manifested.
Zhang Yuanqing stared at the Fire Demon Mine for a moment, and soon, as if he had discovered something, he let out a light exclamation and stretched out his finger to touch the surface of the Fire Demon Mine.
The next second, his fingers went numb and he felt a slight pain. It felt like when he put his hand on a high-frequency vibrating engine as a child.
The vibration of the Fire Demon Mine was destroyed, and a slight ripple appeared on the surface, which then disappeared.
Zhang Yuanqing stretched out his finger and touched it again, and the numbness disappeared.
It turned out that the Fire Demon Mine had been vibrating at a high frequency but slightly... Zhang Yuanqing understood something, raised the Purple Thunder Hammer, and hit the surface of the Fire Demon Mine again and again.
Ding ding ding…
The vibrations on the surface of the Fire Demon Ore became more and more intense. Finally, when he struck the fifth hammer, the Fire Demon Ore suddenly exploded with a bang, turning into dust and tiny fragments on the ground.
"Tsk tsk, the hardness of the Fire Demon Ore is even stronger than many props. It exploded after five hammer strikes." Zhang Yuanqing stroked the little pumpkin as if he had found a treasure. Next, he tested the defense of the purple thunder queen and summoned the Blood Camp Wei who was guarding outside the door, asking her to transform into a werewolf and attack the queen.
Xueyingwei's attack power is enough to rival a level five swordsman, and her claws are best at breaking armor. The defensive item of the previous level five swordsman was scratched by the werewolf's claws.
But now, the sharp claws scratched sparks on the surface of the back, making a sharp sound that made people's teeth ache. No matter how hard the werewolf tried, he could only scratch shallow white marks on the back.
Twisted electric snakes shot out from the surface of the circle that was attacked and hit the werewolf.
Each electric snake made the werewolf's body stiffen, his hair like steel needles stood up, and his movements slowed down.
In less than half a minute, its attacks lost their swiftness and its claw strikes became weak and powerless.
At this time, switch to the thunderstorm cannon immediately and fire it once, it will definitely hit. Zhang Yuanqing thought so in his heart, but did not put it into action, but issued a stop order.
The werewolf was panting heavily, his back was hunched, and his ferocious and pale body was in a state of confusion, as if he had been electrocuted. Zhang Yuanqing examined the surface of the card and saw claw marks on it.
He had an idea and switched to thunderstorm cannon mode, then switched back to round.
This time, the claw marks on the surface behind the circle disappeared.
From this point of view, the essence of this prop is "liquid purple", and the damage on the surface will not affect the prop;
Just switch the form and it will return to normal.
In this way, even if the round shield is cracked one day, I don't have to worry about it being damaged. Zhang Yuanqing stroked the round shield and liked it more and more.
Auntie Sanyue is not willing to give her nephew even a tube of Life Essence? Although Life Essence is indeed very expensive. Zhang Yuanqing asked again:
"Who is coming?"
"Zhao Feichen's father, real name unknown, spiritual realm ID is Zhao Hongzheng." The man in black answered. 8\./2\./Novel\./No\./Wrong\./First\./Published~~
Nonsense, who among the people of the Spirit Realm family uses their real name? No, who among the Spirit Realm practitioners uses their real name? Zhang Yuanqing nodded: "I understand."
It would be fine if he wasn’t the patriarch of the Zhao family.
But even if Patriarch Zhao came, he would not be afraid.
"Leave your clothes and pants behind and go out," said Zhang Yuanqing.
"???"
A moment later, the burly man in nothing but a pair of shorts left with a few pieces of ore in his arms, smiling.
A moment later, Zhang Yuanqing brought Xueyingwei out of the room, who was wearing a black shirt and black pants. The clothes were too big and looked loose on her.
Lian Sanyue sat at the cashier counter in the messy little shop, one hand folded across his chest, the other holding a cigar, his eldest brother Zhao Hongzheng's roar in his ears:
"Who is it? Who hurt my son like this?"
Zhao Hong was examining his son who was lying on the stretcher, breathing weakly. When his eyes fell on the thigh which was wrapped in gauze and faintly bleeding, his eyes were bloodshot.
Zhao Hongzheng has gray hair, deep nasolabial folds and crow's feet. He loves and dotes on this son, who was born when he was forty years old.
Zhao Hongzheng attaches great importance to this son. Talent is one aspect, but the most important thing is that Zhao Feichen was raised by the old patriarch.
The old patriarch doted on this young grandson very much and regarded him as the apple of his eye. He also loved Zhao Hongzheng's lineage as well.
The grandfather and grandson have a deep relationship. If the old patriarch wants to abdicate in the future, who will be the patriarch?
Even though Zhao Hongzheng's talent is not the best among his brothers, for the sake of Zhao Feichen, his father will look at him more and give him more consideration.
"Even if you have a bad relationship with your father, Feichen has called you aunt for so many years. How could you just watch him have his legs chopped off in your territory?"
Lian Sanyue sneered: "There are many people who call me aunt, let alone aunt! I am willing to accept the loss of the bet. Zhao Feichen is seeking death on his own. What does it have to do with me?" "You..."
Zhao Hongzheng was about to reprimand him, but Lian Sanyue's face turned cold: "Zhao Hongzheng, you are not qualified to teach me a lesson. Wait until you become a master."
Zhao Hong's chest rose and fell with anger. He really didn't say anything else. He turned his head and said to his subordinates who were waiting outside the store:
"Go back to the Zhao family and tell the head of the family about Feichen's experience. Then get a tube of life essence. Be quick.
Outside the shop, a row of spiritual practitioners dressed in formal attire stood in the alley.
The man in black clothes and sunglasses on the far left bowed and accepted the order, then turned and left.
Zhao Hongzheng leaned forward and put a emerald green bead into Zhao Feichen's pale and cracked whistle.
After a while, Zhao Feichen's face gradually turned rosy and he woke up.
When he saw Zhao Hongzheng, his tired and weak face lit up with joy. He immediately grabbed his father's hand and said through gritted teeth:
"Dad, avenge me, avenge me...I want that kid to pay the price."
Zhao Hongzheng patted his son's hand and comforted him: "Dad will. In Huadu, no one has ever been able to escape unscathed after injuring a direct descendant of my Zhao family. Dad has already sent someone to inform your grandfather. Dad will use the source of life to heal your injuries." Feichen, tell Dad who hurt you.
Zhao Feichen looked resentful and gritted his teeth.
"He is a star official, most likely a steward of Taiyi Sect, but not the Emperor of Zhaocheng."
He recounted the conflict between the two parties, adding fuel to the fire.
Zhao Hongzheng sighed, "If it was a deacon from Taiyi Sect, Dad might not be able to kill him to vent his anger, but I will treat him the same way he hurt you.
Zhao Feichen said unhappily: "What's the point of this!"
After a moment of silence, his eyes suddenly lit up and he said, "Dad, I have an idea!"
Zhao Hongzheng leaned forward and said, “You say.
"That kid is using my aunt's Hundred Refinements Furnace to forge a Saint-level top-grade item. I suspect it might be a rule-based item. Have people surround the Wanbao House and don't give him the chance to ask Taiyi Sect for help. Demand compensation for his intentional serious injury and get the item first. After that, even if Taiyi Sect asks for it, we have a reason to argue. Taiyi Sect won't go to war with our Zhao family just for a item of a deacon in the sect."
He still couldn't forget the props in the stove.
It is truly the best of the best, and is perfect in every aspect.
As for its price, it can be said that it is neither heavy nor light.
The price of the Purple Thunder Hammer is that if you are under two meters tall, you can only use it for five minutes. If you use it for more than five minutes, your body will be shattered by the gradually increasing resonance.
The cost of using the Huobao Cannon is clearly written. Although it has not been tested, Zhang Yuanqing guessed that it was a lightning strike, a tactic that kills one thousand enemies but injures eight hundred of your own.
As for the Purple Thunder, although he noted there was only one price: the loss of the desire to attack while holding the shield.
But after using this item, Zhang Yuanqing summarized its three shortcomings. The first is the cost mentioned in the notes, and the second is that it can only resist attacks from the front, and is powerless against backstabs and surprise attacks, unless the holder can actively detect the danger and adjust the direction of the back card to resist.
The third is the reaction force. Under the werewolf's crazy attack, the palm of Zhang Yuanqing's hand holding the shield was cracked.
If it was a stronger force, it might have shattered his arm bones.
"Compared with its functions, these costs are bearable." After Zhang Yuanqing put away the purple thunder with satisfaction, he looked at Xueying Wei.
Her clothes were torn again, and she stood naked in front of her master. Her white and tender body had a sexy waistline under her upright chest, and her legs were round, slender, straight and firm.
Coupled with that flawless face with some artificial traces, it is the most perfect.
After being single for so long, even corpses seem so attractive... Zhang Yuanqing sighed, shifting his attention away from her beauty and body and staring into Ruoxueyingwei's eyes.
She didn't know when it started, but her eyes began to glow with gold and transform into the eyes of an animal.
"You've only used it three times, and your eyes are already changing? Oh, the fighting power of the Little Red Force is really good, but the corrosive power is too strong. I need to refine a few more Yin corpses in the future."
Zhang Yuanqing put away Little Red Riding Hood, and at that moment, there was a hurried knock on the door.
He manipulated Xueyingwei to hide behind the Hundred Refining Furnace, and then opened the door.
A strong man in black stood outside the door, bowed his head and said:
“The boss lady asked me to inform you that someone from the Zhao family is here and wants to see you.
Coming to call for punishment? Zhang Yuanqing thought for a few seconds and asked:
"Is Zhao Feichen dead?
The sturdy man in black shook his head: "The boss lady has stopped the bleeding and healed his wounds. His life is no longer in danger. He has been carried out to see the Zhao family."
The best item of the Saint Realm, rule-based? Zhao Hong was thinking about it for a few seconds, his eyes lit up, and he smiled, "Good idea!"
He immediately ordered his subordinates to surround the Wanbao House, clear out the ordinary people in the alley, and set up props for Night Wandering and Star Escape. After everything was arranged, he looked at his half-sister expressionlessly and said, "I won't bother with you about Feichen's matter. Just let him out. I know the rules and won't do anything in your store.
Lian Sanyue had been watching the show from beginning to end, and said with a smile: "He has come out."
He raised his hand and waved it gently, and the space inside the store began to ripple, and two figures appeared out of thin air in the Wanbao House.
A young man with ordinary appearance, and a beautiful woman wearing loose black clothes and black pants and barefoot.
It was Zhang Yuanqing and Xueying Wei.
"Dad, that's him!
Zhao Feichen's eyes suddenly turned full of resentment, but his whistle was mixed with a sneer.
Zhao Hongzheng stared at Zhang Yuanqing coldly and said, "I don't care whether you are from Taiyi Sect or a casual cultivator, you must pay the price for breaking my son's legs.
Zhang Yuanqing glanced at Zhao Hongzheng, then at the bodyguards outside the door, then retracted his gaze and looked at the gray-haired middle-aged man again, saying:
"Are you Zhao Hongzheng, Zhao Feichen's father? From what you said, I don't know the whole story. I signed a contract with your son..."
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"I only know that your bet was limited to the flint, and it was you who was resentful and forcibly cut off my son's legs. You must give my Zhao family an explanation for this matter.
Zhang Yuanqing immediately gave up his attempt to reason with him and asked:
"So, what does the Zhao family want to explain?"
Zhao Feichen said immediately
"Compensate me with the item you made in your furnace.
Zhao Hongzheng nodded slightly, stood with his hands behind his back, and said:
"This is our offer. If you agree to settle, you have to compensate Feichen for the props." You bullied me by cutting off my son's legs, causing him to almost die. It's not too much to ask for a prop from you. Take it out yourself, don't force me to use force.
Zhang Yuanqing finally understood. No matter what, this father and son had set their sights on his props and were determined to take advantage of him.
Zhang Yuanqing was at a loss and didn't dare to tell his grandparents, so he went to find his unreliable uncle.
When my uncle heard this, he turned around and stole Yima's bank card, and went to the bank to exchange it for a large bag of coins.
Then he took his nephew to school to meet the parents who had caused the trouble. He first asked his nephew to apologize, then grabbed some coins and threw them at the father and son, handfuls after handfuls.
They were hit so hard that they had to hide in the room with their heads covered.
In the end, it was the teachers who stepped in to stop Uncle Yi's atrocities.
My uncle said arrogantly, "My successor hit someone, it was wrong for him to do that, but you two robbers should not pretend to be innocent. My family has plenty of money, these are rewards for you."
After saying this, he took his successor away and told the teacher that he would report the matter to the Education Bureau.
On the way home, my uncle patted the successor on the shoulder and said: Well done. To deal with naughty children, you must fight violence with violence. To deal with capable parents, you must fight violence with violence even more.
Now that his uncle is no longer around him, his uncle can no longer interfere in such a high-end fight.
But uncle, I have grown up. Zhang Yuanqing slowly took off the disguise ring, revealing his true face, and shouted: "Zhao Hongzheng, look carefully at who I am, who are you going to attack?"
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