Ni Zan's eyes were as sharp as a knife. He looked at Pang Yue and said, "A magic talisman clone?"
"Magic Talisman Clone."
Pang Yue nodded.
Ni Zan said: "I heard that your Excellency once defeated the demon snake He Miao with one sword. It is indeed well-deserved. However, the way you just tied up fellow Taoist Wen was not glorious enough and is despised by our monks."
Pang Yue laughed dumbly: "Stop chatting, fellow Taoist, it's better to take action."
Ni Zan shook his head: "You sword cultivators... you really have no patience."
After saying that, he stretched out his hand and a magic weapon and three magic weapons suddenly appeared in the void in front of him!
One cut, one picture, one banner, one door.
The golden dragon whose name is cut is a first-level magic weapon, and its killing power is invincible.
The picture shows Shanhe, which has reached the highest level of magic weapon. It is Ni Zan's natal magic weapon, and it is expected to transform into a magic weapon in the future.
The flag is made of golden clouds, and it is also a top-quality magical weapon, containing countless golden clouds sword energy.
The door is called Nantian. It is a top-quality magic weapon that can attract heavenly soldiers and has unparalleled magical effects.
Nearly half of Chongxuan Sect's inheritance-level magic weapons appeared in front of Pang Yue.
Ni Zan stretched out his hand and pointed, and the mountain and river map suddenly unfolded, turning into a hundred-foot-long landscape with glittering spiritual light.
He walked towards the mountains and rivers and sat leisurely on the top of a mountain, motionless.
"Fellow Daoist Pang, please!"
Ni Zan said.
Pang Yue released a jet-black sword light and instantly cut into the mountain and river map.
But he saw that the sword light, as sharp as lightning, immediately slowed down countless times after entering the mountain and river map, like a black line slowly moving forward, extending towards Ni Zan.
Pang Yue frowned and released another sword light.
Similarly, after this sword light entered the mountain and river map, it also became slower.
Pang Yue had already mastered the way of clearing the heart of the sword, and with a slight sense of it, he knew the reason.
The space in the mountain and river map is infinitely stretched, making Ni Zan, who seems very close, become out of reach.
No matter how fast the flying sword is, it will still be a long process to hit Ni Zan!
"What a magic weapon!"
Pang Yue couldn't help but praise.
Chongxuanzong is worthy of being a major weapon refining sect, indeed extraordinary.
"It's indecent to go back and forth without coming back!"
Ni Zan said.
As soon as the golden cloud flag flickered, countless golden clouds of sword light swarmed out, like a sheet of golden clouds, shooting towards Pang Yue.
On the other side, in the Nantianmen, spiritual light surged, and eighteen light giants came out with weapons in hand. They were all Daoji's late-stage cultivation, and they all attacked Pang Yue.
Finally, the first-level magic weapon, the Golden Dragon Scissors, wandered in the void, wandering around, waiting for opportunities to move, posing successive threats to Pang Yue.
Pang Yue shouted low, stretched out his hand, and spat out his magic power. Golden bubbles appeared out of thin air, covering the sky with golden clouds of sword light, and allowed them to struggle and fly in the middle.
Then, he used his sword technique, and a jet-black sword light turned into a three-foot-long black rainbow. He slashed among the eighteen light giants. The sword light was like lightning, splitting the light giants in half!
But these light giants can return to their original state in the blink of an eye.
For a moment, the black sword light could only trap it in place, and it continued to live and die.
suddenly.
The golden dragon scissors appeared silently behind Pang Yue, the scissors opened, and they twisted hard towards Pang Yue!
Dang!
There was a muffled sound.
A pitch-black hill appeared in the middle of the giant shear entwined by the golden dragon.
The extremely sharp scissors left deep marks on the hill, but failed to cut them off!
"The Immortal Demon!"
In the painting of mountains and rivers, Ni Zan was slightly startled, his eyes showing surprise.
There are not many demons who can block his golden dragon scissors, and the Demon of Bu Guo is one of them!
Pang Yue reached out and made a move, and the two sword lights that were trapped in the mountain and river map slowly retreated.
Demonic light surged around him, and his body dispersed, turning into twenty-nine pitch-black hills!
Three sword rays, a hill, returned in an instant!
Thirty-three dark hills instantly formed a talisman array, like an ancient stone tablet, and a tyrannical momentum spread across the four poles.
The stone tablet shook in the air and was imprinted on the mountain and river map!
A huge, irresistible force of shock instantly destroyed the spiritual light of the mountain and river map!
The beautiful scenery of mountains and rivers turned into scattered rays of light and disappeared in the blink of an eye.
The golden clouds that filled the sky and the eighteen light giants gathered together, but were slightly shaken by the shadow of the stone tablet, and they all dispersed.
The golden dragon scissors hit the shadow of the stone tablet, the aura flashed and flew out.
Pang Yue also had no idea that the ancient talisman array he got from Zhao Mengyuan could be so powerful!
It is comparable to the second-level magic weapon!
A picture of mountains and rivers appeared in the sky, and the aura dimmed.
Ni Zan's magic power was low and seemed to be quite damaged.
His eyes showed a solemn look, and he raised his hand to release a dazzling white bead.
A bead the size of a fist instantly made the sky pale!
The lightning exploded in the air, and a thunder sea as big as an inch appeared in the sky.
The tall figures of the twelve Immortal City Thunder Gods gathered endless thunder light and slowly floated up from the thunder sea.
Heavenly Thunder Bead!
Ni Zan activated the Thunder Bead, and the twelve immortal thunder gods gathered into one, turning into a thunder giant with a height of a hundred feet, and suddenly struck Pang Yue with a palm!
Lightning is like a catastrophe, there is no way to avoid it!
The phantom of the stone tablet suddenly came forward, shook the air, and collided with the big hand of lightning.
boom!
Violent explosions resounded in the sky.
Invisible ripples spread loudly in the sky.
In the dazzling thunder light, the shadow of the stone tablet collapsed, and the thunder god's colossus also dispersed into twelve pieces and fell into the sea of thunder.
Ni Zan stood proudly in the void, looking at the disintegrating wake of the stone tablet, his heart felt relieved.
At this moment, a sudden change occurred.
An octagonal square mirror appeared quietly wrapped in a magic vine.
The mirror shines on Ni Zan!
Ni Zan suddenly felt that all his magic power was gone, and his body seemed to be condensed into amber, making it difficult to move at all.
He suddenly gathered his magic power and broke the restriction instantly.
But...it seems too late.
He saw a flash of black sword light in front of his eyes.
Rolling thunder sounds come one after another...
The black sword light unfolded his body-protecting spiritual light, slashed through his mask, and left a deep blood mark on his face!
The sword light turned around and came back, revealing Pang Yue's tall and straight figure.
The mask slipped off, revealing a handsome and resolute young face.
Ni Zan showed unwillingness, grabbed it with one hand, and the lightning boiled, and he wanted to continue to take action.
At this time, Meng Xuan on top of the cloud said: "That's enough."
The low voice was like magic, immediately stopping Ni Zan.
Then Meng Xuan shouted: "The key to fighting is to practice thousands of times and calculate thousands of times, and gain or lose only in the moment before the battle!"
"Just now you were just immobilized by a medium-grade magic weapon, and you almost lost your life. How can you continue to fight with others?"
There was a sense of instruction in his words.
Ni Zan was stunned for a moment, and then he realized that the small mirror that had just fixed him was actually just a medium-grade magic weapon.
If not, he wouldn't have been able to break free in an instant...
But when masters compete, victory or defeat can be determined in a blink of an eye!
That extremely short period of time was a critical moment for a swordsman like Pang Yue to reverse the outcome.
That sword only needs to be fast enough.
Meng Xuan looked around and asked loudly: "Is there anyone else coming up to challenge?"
There was silence on Yingxian Mountain.
No one dared to answer the question.
Don’t you see, both the first-level magic weapon and the second-level magic weapon have failed to achieve anything, so who has the courage to go up and humiliate themselves?
"Fellow Daoist Pang, I will give you this Purple Sword. I hope you will cherish it."
Meng Xuan smiled slightly, and a purple electric light flew out of his sleeves. He suddenly jumped in front of Pang Yue and stood still.
In the lightning, there was a flying sword carved like purple jade!
