"Sword Pan Saint Ancestor, suffer death!"
The piece of scrap metal in the eyes of the Sword Pan Saint Ancestor let out a harsh roar!
"what are you?"
The Sword Pan Saint Ancestor sneered and said, "You think you can do anything to me by using a double-rule puppet?"
Wow!
The robes on his body showed a sea-blue brilliance!
It is a robe of a holy ancestral weapon!
Even the puppet Xiao Wu was shaken by the wave-like lines on it, shaking like a streamer.
But Xiaowu still didn't let go.
"Sword plate, appear!"
The Sword Pan Saint Ancestor had a thought.
Eight long swords of different colors penetrated from the top of his head, forming a blade plate surrounding each other!
The sword plate keeps spinning!
The released sword light frantically cut the puppet Xiao Wu behind him.
In an instant, the body of the puppet Xiao Wu was covered with shocking sword marks. The most serious one penetrated half of the thickness of the body!
The puppet has no pain.
But if the injury is serious, it will affect the performance of strength.
The left arm of the puppet Xiao Wu seemed weak.
Seeing the hope of breaking free, the Sword Pan Saint Ancestor intensified his efforts to control the proud sword pan, and once again released the sword light to cut towards the puppet Xiao Wu behind him.
In the Nine Realms Tower.
Zhao Fan looked thrillingly in front of the light curtain.
"He is truly worthy of being the Sword Pan Saint Ancestor who is comparable to the Three Rules Saint Ancestor."
Zhao Fan sighed with regret: "With just one wave of attacks, Xiao Wu is already weak. If this second wave falls, Xiao Wu will definitely be hit hard."
"You have no chance!"
The sound of the copper lamp sounded, and his flowing water waterfall, which was a large amount of lamp oil, had formed a blockade with no dead ends in all directions around the Sword Pan Saint Ancestor. Not only that, it also isolated the inside and outside, even Zhao in the Nine Domains Tower. Fan can only see a blank light curtain.
everything.
It seemed to fall into silence.
Zhao Fan waited attentively.
One breath.
Ten breaths.
A hundred breaths passed.
Still no movement.
"Did it succeed?"
Zhao Fan couldn't help but worriedly called Tongdeng, but there was no response. He sensed the state of the puppet Xiao Wu again. He was still there, but his state was much worse than before, and he was probably more seriously injured.
After a long time passed.
The void disappears.
The scene was revealed.
Zhao Fan looked at the light curtain and couldn't help but breathed a sigh of relief.
He saw the Sword Pan Saint Ancestor lying weakly on the ground, seemingly with his eyes open, but fell into a deathly sleep.
Half of the puppet Xiao Wu's body was collapsed, but there was nothing serious.
The copper lamp has lost its disguise of broken copper and iron, and its lamp holder is embedded in the head of the Sword Pan Saint Ancestor.
"Boy Creation, hurry up and move us into the Nine Realms Tower. I have no strength left."
The copper lamp smiled bitterly and transmitted the message.
"coming."
After Zhao Fan responded, he directly took the copper lamp, the puppet Xiao Wu and the sleeping Sword Pan Saint Ancestor into the Nine Domains Tower.
"What just happened?"
Zhao Fan asked curiously.
"This Bird Sword Pan Saint Ancestor is a little more tenacious than I expected. He almost overturned."
Bronze Lamp said weakly: "Fortunately, the plan was successfully implemented, and the void in it has been completely dissolved by my lamp oil. No one can detect anything except your dean. Boy Good Fortune, wait a moment Let’s talk again, you first pierce the small straw into the head of the Sword Pan Saint Ancestor.”
"Um."
Zhao Fan nodded, then picked up the small straw and stabbed the Sword Pan Saint Ancestor's head.
An embarrassing scene occurred.
After all, the Sword Pan Saint Ancestor is a dual-rule Saint Ancestor. Even if he falls into a coma, even if he is severely injured, Zhao Fan, who is at the peak of the ancestral realm, cannot break through the defense.
Even the corpse of the Saint Ancestor of Double Rules would be like this...
"Xiaowu, come here."
Zhao Fan threw the straw to the puppet Xiao Wu.
"yes!"
The puppet Xiao Wu used his other intact palm to hold the small straw.
Two stabs in succession.
The small straw was inserted into the head of the Sword Pan Saint Ancestor.
His body twitched, as if resisting, but to no avail.
"As long as my base is embedded in him, he won't wake up."
Bronze Lamp chuckled, then took out something similar to an animal skin bag and threw it to Zhao Fan, "Wrap this around the other end of the small straw. In this way, the rules flowing out from the Sword Pan Saint Ancestor will be It will be stored in it."
"What is this?"
Zhao Fan asked in confusion.
"A treasure made from the skin of a Saint-Ancestor-level beast is of little use."
Tong Leng smiled and said: "But with the ability to swallow, with it, it can not only be stored, but also the time for draining the Sword Pan Saint Ancestor can be greatly advanced. It is estimated that it can be drained in one year. Er Jing, when the time comes we can refine the double rule clone for the Thunder Saint Ancestor."
Then, it said casually: "Hey, I'll give this to you as a reward." Five
Zhao Fan heard this and looked at the copper lamp.
The sea blue holy ancestral weapon robe emerged.
This belongs to the Sword Pan Saint Ancestor.
"The damage is quite serious."
Zhao Fan took it over and looked at it over and over.
"It's not damaged to the core. Let your master repair it later. It's a simple matter."
Tong Leng said thoughtfully: "As for the sword plate, I won't give it to you. You use a sword. Firstly, you can't use it. Secondly, the eight-handled sword combination of the holy ancestral weapon, you can only use it now." It's only one percent effective, but holding it is a burden."
Zhao Fan nodded.
"When the clone of Thunder Saint Ancestor is refined, give it to him."
Tong Leng said slowly: "In this way, his strength will be comparable to that of the Sword Pan Saint Ancestor. He will be a good and powerful helper."
"Um."
Zhao Fan asked with a smile: "Is it time to talk about the process of taking down the Sword Pan Saint Ancestor just now?"
"It's actually nothing."
The copper lamp recalled: "The Sword Pan Saint controlled the sword pan and slashed into the body of my lamp. If he lasted for half a breath, my wick would have been extinguished, but I still couldn't bear to use it after saving it for a long time. The lamp oil was even more powerful and poured into the body of his Holy Ancestor, successfully causing him to fall into a deep sleep."
"That's it, what should we do next?" Zhao Fan asked.
"Go back to the Water Mansion and come out after the clone is refined."
Tong Deng said: "By the way, I will find some materials in Shuifu during this period to repair Xiao Wu. His injuries can only be repaired by the puppet's heart. It will take a long time for him to recover as before."
The puppet Xiao Wu cast a resentful look, "You have a conscience."
