boom!
As the Ghost King sacrificed seven or eight magical weapons, a brilliant light burst out.
"magic weapon……"
"All magic weapons?"
"Yes, and they are all offensive magic weapons."
"Each piece is priceless!"
The people at the scene gasped and looked shocked when they saw the magic weapon sacrificed by the Ghost King.
This is true even for powerful forces.
Big forces have a lot of good things, but they belong to the sect and have nothing to do with individuals.
Only those of extremely high status can use the sect's magic weapon.
But the Ghost King is different, these all belong completely to him.
From just now till now, there have been no less than ten pieces!
The Ghost King was heartbroken at first, but then became a little crazy.
It’s over, absolutely over!
This feeling of giving it your all is quite refreshing!
boom……
At this moment, the Ghost King, like a wizard, launched a large-scale attack.
Many powerful people were within his attack range and suffered his attacks.
Many strong men were caught off guard and were severely injured as soon as they came up.
"rise!"
Blacksmith Zhang shouted in a low voice, and the seven magic swords exuded divine power, like seven meteors, crossing the sky and slashing towards Qingpeng.
His opponent is Qing Peng!
Seeing this, Qingbai flew towards Zhang the Blacksmith.
Upon seeing this, Zhang the Blacksmith took out another item from his storage magic weapon.
This is his hammer!
This hammer is no ordinary item, it is a magic weapon passed down from his ancestors!
On weekdays, he doesn't use it easily.
Even when forging weapons, he would not use this divine hammer unless he was satisfied with the material.
The hammer grew in the wind, becoming several meters long and shining with golden light.
Blacksmith Zhang held the hammer in both hands, shouted loudly, swung it in a circle, and smashed it at Qingbai through the air.
Qingbai frowned. What was he doing?
Just as the thought flashed through his mind, a huge force suddenly appeared in front of him and slammed towards him fiercely.
Qingbai's face changed, and he instantly activated his defense to the maximum, taking on the attack.
Bang.
puff.
A dull sound was heard, and Qingbai spat out a mouthful of blood and flew backwards.
This attack is so terrifying!
Everyone at the scene was stunned!
Qingbai's strength is not as good as Qingpeng's, but the difference is not much, but he can't withstand the attack!
Without waiting for Qingbai to steady himself, Zhang the blacksmith picked up the huge hammer and hit him again.
Kill him while he is ill!
It was a surprise attack!
Swish.
Several elders from Qingyun Tower rushed towards Zhang the blacksmith.
Qingbai also retreated violently, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and looked at the hammer in Zhang the blacksmith's hand with fear.
Ignore space attacks?
At that moment just now, he felt that he could not move.
Then, he was knocked away.
Blacksmith Zhang looked at Qingbai who was escaping, shook his head, and let him run away.
Otherwise, if he was hit by another hammer, the old guy would be seriously injured if not killed.
"You're looking for death!"
Qing Peng was furious and fought with him, and even injured Qing Bai?
He took a step forward, dodged the seven swords, came above Zhang the blacksmith, and slashed down with one sword.
At the same time, attacks from several elders also arrived.
Blacksmith Zhang raised his arms, holding a huge hammer, and swept out.
Ding ding ding…
Several elders were blown away, and even Qing Peng felt a numbness in his arms and looked shocked.
No wonder Qingbai was blown away by the hammer; the force was truly too strong.
“Huff, huff, huff…”
Blacksmith Zhang was breathing heavily. He was already injured, and now he was overloading the hammer, making it difficult for him to continue.
His hands holding the hammer were shaking.
He had to make the hammer smaller, as he could no longer use it after the previous blow.
"Humph, huge consumption? I'll see how many times you can use it."
Qing Peng snorted coldly and looked at the hammer in Zhang the blacksmith's hand with a greedy look in his eyes.
It is definitely a treasure. If you kill blacksmith Zhang, the hammer will be his!
boom.
Blacksmith Zhang walked into the air and smashed Qingpeng with a hammer.
With his strength, he is still unable to unleash the hammer's full power.
But...it also allows him to fight across borders!
Elsewhere, the battle was also extremely fierce.
The white-haired young man slashed several times with a sharp knife.
The three strong men retreated with blood gushing out.
This knife of his was also passed down from his ancestors!
Most of the guardians of Xuanyuan Town have inheritance from their ancestors.
Otherwise, how can we protect the Xuanyuan Realm?
After a few cuts, the white-haired young man's face turned extremely pale, and his originally tight skin became loose and wrinkled.
He...is showing signs of old age!
"Everyone in Xuanyuan Town... has treasures!"
As they each exploded, many of them revealed greedy looks.
They are able to temporarily compete with each other with the help of magic weapons, divine weapons, etc.!
Killing them and snatching it away would be a great opportunity!
For a moment...all forces stopped waiting and took action.
If you act too late, it will be gone!
"See? If they hadn't revealed their cards, there might not have been so many people who wanted to kill them. But now... more and more people want to kill them."
Zhao Tianqiong said slowly.
“These people in Xuanyuan Town have a strong foundation… When they were strong enough, no one dared to provoke them, but now, they are like a piece of fat meat.”
"Well, it's dangerous."
Zhao Cangqiong nodded.
"What's the origin of that hammer? And that knife... I've heard of this ghost king before. He's incredible."
Zhao Tianqiong looked around the whole place and was somewhat tempted, but in the end he shook his head and did not let the strong men from Broken Star Palace take action.
Bang.
The white-haired young man flew up, and the knife flew out of his hand.
He fell heavily to the ground, spitting out large mouthfuls of blood.
At this moment, he no longer looks like a young man, but looks very old.
It is not an exaggeration to describe him as senile and frail.
The strong men did not kill the white-haired young man, because being alive is more valuable than being dead.
They must know the secret.
At this moment, all the strong men rushed towards the knife, started fighting for it.
The masked man in black, Wei Wangliang, and the three unfamiliar faces... were all seriously injured and some could not hold on any longer.
The Ghost King staggered, kept taking out magic weapons, and fought reluctantly.
However, he himself was at the end of his strength, and even magic weapons were of no use.
Li Quezi fell from a high altitude and hit a huge rock.
His intact leg was also deformed.
This was done by Shan Kui, who dealt a heavy blow that crippled Li Quezi.
Shan Kui just said that he won’t need to use crutches in the future.
“Hmm…”
Li Guizi looked down at his deformed legs and gritted his teeth, trying not to scream out.
He looked up at Shan Kui with unwillingness in his eyes.
If he fought alone, he was sure that he could take Shan Kui with him to death.
But now... it's almost impossible.
Shan Kui didn't give him any chance at all.
Bang!
The hammer fell to the ground with a loud bang.
Blacksmith Zhang also fell in a pool of blood, and the seven magic swords... fell beside him.
Defeated.
Wei Wangliang and his companions' return only delayed the time, and the ending could not be changed.
Even... they exposed their cards, which made the people present greedy. They not only wanted to rob them, but also pry open their mouths and dig out all the secrets!
"Old cripple, blacksmith..."
The Ghost King looked bleak, and was defeated in the end.
Can’t escape, can’t survive?
He looked around the room, feeling unwilling.
When his gaze fell on the distance, his eyes suddenly widened, and the unwillingness in his eyes disappeared in an instant!
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