"So fast, what kind of magic weapon is this? Why is it so fast?"

The people off the field looked at Ye Xiong's wings and said in shock.

"It should be a flying magic weapon. I have never heard of any flying magic weapon that is so powerful." Another person said.

At this moment, a figure suddenly shouted: "That is the magic weapon of our ancestor of the weapon sect. How could the Nine Sky Wind and Thunder Wings fall into his hands?"

"Hasn't the ancestor of the weapon sect been dead for a long time? Why did his magic weapon fall into his hands?"

"Do you see the red sword in his hand look like the blood-drinking sword of the Bajian Sect in the rumor?"

"It seems that the Blood-Drinking Sword is no different. How can this guy have so many treasures?"

All the people off the field were attracted by the magic weapons in Ye Xiong's hands, and they were envious and jealous.

With the dragon beard gun given to Zhuo Wushuang, he already has three top magic weapons, and I really don’t know where he got it.

While the people on the field were discussing, the battle on the field had already reached a height. Ye Xiong used his flying magic weapon and the Blood-Drinking Sword to attack continuously, 360 degrees, from all directions, and was frighteningly fast.

Jian Wuhen was really shocked by the Vietnam War. He never expected that the opponent's strength would be so powerful.

In the blink of an eye, the two sides fought for half an hour, and it was difficult to separate.

In addition to a big fight, both sides retreated and confronted from afar.

"Is this the strength of the number one master? But that's it." Ye Xiong sneered.

"You are nothing if you have the magic weapon against the sky in your hands, without the wind and thunder wings and the blood-drinking sword." Jian Wuhen snorted coldly.

"You still have the face to say to me. If you didn't have the Cang Sword and the black treasure robe, you would have been defeated long ago." Ye Xiong said.

"I have the kind of throwing away all the magic weapons, let's see who we are afraid of." Jian Wuhen shouted.

"Don't throw away the magic weapon?" Ye Xiong was stunned for a moment, suddenly laughed and mocked: "Your Sword Pavilion is mainly about swords. Without swords, it is equivalent to a toothless tiger. Do you still have the ability to fight with me?"

"You know, we sword cultivators can turn vital energy into swords, and it's the same if we have a sword or no sword in our hands."

"Then I'll learn what kind of ability you have after you have no sword."

Ye Xiong threw his right hand and his blood-drinking life fell to the ground beside the ban and inserted it on the ground.

Jian Wuhen also threw the Cang sword in his hand far away and landed on the ground.

"Wuhen, no!" Jian Nanshan shouted outside the venue.

Unfortunately, the formation has a soundproofing restriction, and Jian Wuhen couldn't hear him clearly.

Ye Xiong put away the wind and thunder wings on his back, put them into the mechanism, threw them out, and fell next to the Blood-Drinking Sword.

Jian Wuhen took off his black armor and threw it next to his Cang Sword.

The two of them threw away all their assists as if they were angry.

Outside the field, Jian Nanshan was so angry that he trembled all over, and he really wanted to give his son an ear and wake him up.

Just now, he, the bystander, had seen it very clearly that Ye Xiong was good at the five elements spell, not the sword technique. Jian Wuhen was best at the sword technique. Now he didn't use sword to fight Ye Xiong, but just waited to throw away his most powerful attack method, as stupid as a pig.

How could he know that in Jian Wuhen's heart, the reason why Ye Xiong is so powerful was entirely because of the Fenglei Wings and the Blood-Drinking Sword. As long as the Fenglei Wings are there, he would be unable to defeat Ye Xiong, so he agreed to remove his weapons and fight him.

"Jian Wuhen, how about we bet? Take action later. Whoever uses weapons again will be the son of a turtle?" Ye Xiong shouted.

"You said this. If you use weapons later, you will be the son of a turtle."

"One word is determined."

"One word is determined."

After the two agreed, they confronted each other again.

The people off the field started a frenzy again, and they felt that the battle is getting better and better now.

Youming, Zhuo Wushuang, Xue Tu, the three of them stood together and talked a lot.

"Madam, I don't need Fenglei wings at the Pavilion Master, isn't it too much?" Zhuo Wushuang was a little confused. "With Fenglei, he is already invincible. With Fenglei wings, Jian Wuhen can't hurt him at all. Now he threw the Fenglei wings, this..."

"The Pavilion Master has his own ideas for doing this, and I still believe in him." Xue Tu said.

Youming didn't say anything, she didn't want to explain because they would soon understand.

With Ye Xiong's strength, if he wanted to defeat Jian Wuhen, he would have been defeated long ago, and there was no need for the Blood-Drinking Sword and Fenglei Wing.

The reason why he did this was to force Jian Wuhen to take off his armor.

What he wanted was not to defeat Jian Wuhen, but to destroy him.

If Jian Wuhen had been wearing armor clothes all the time, even if Ye Xiong could defeat him, he would admit defeat and Ye Xiong would not be able to take action again.

What he wanted was to destroy him with one move, before he gave in.

"Look at it, you will know in a while." Ming said lightly.

At this time, the field has changed.

Jian Wuhen's vital energy turned into a sword, a faint sword of nothingness condensed in his hands, like a real sword.

cut!

Swing a sword.

A sword light that was no less than the true sword rose into the sky and attacked Ye Xiong.

Ye Xiong's body was full of golden light, and the real ape's three transformations were unbreakable and the golden body was revealed, making his whole body dyed a layer of cast gold.

Whoosh!

His body did not retreat and instead flew towards the sword light, and punched out with a punch.

A huge fist light turned into a tiger's phantom and roared at the sword light.

boom!

The power of the earth was like a shaking mountain, and the two drums of energy exploded, and the true energy suddenly became turbulent within the entire restriction.

The two flew out at the same time.

In the palm of Ye Xiong's left hand, ice and fire beads were secretly condensed.

At this moment, Jian Wuhen's second sword light continued to attack again.

The energy required to condense ice and fire beads is very huge, so Ye Xiong used much less energy to defend.

He just punched out casually, and a fire dragon roared out.

The powerful sword light easily split the fire dragon in half.

"The surname is Jiang, there is no magic weapon. Is this the strength you have?" Jian Wuhen laughed smugly.

"Win first."

Ye Xiong responded casually, and while taking action, he secretly condensed the fire of ice and fire.

For the sake of today's battle, he specially wore a long robe and covered his arms. Even if the ice and fire were condensed inside, no one noticed it.

Next, Jian Wuhen kept attacking, and Ye Xiong fought back with his right hand, while his left hand was just moving like a symbol and was not exposed.

Finally, a few minutes later, the ice and fire condensed.

At this moment, Jian Wuhen approached again and attacked fiercely.

This time, Ye Xiong did not hide anymore and went to meet him.

The moment the two were about to come into contact, his left hand suddenly exposed, and the glowing ice and fire in his palm was completely exposed, attacking Jian Wuhen.

"Go to die!" Ye Xiong yelled!

When Qianjun fired one shot, Jian Wuhen suddenly retreated quickly, and a light flashed in his hand, directly hitting Binghuo.

Boom, rumble...

A shaking explosion wave arose within the restriction, and the waves soared into the sky, and actually broke through the restriction.
Chapter completed!