Thunder Martial

Looking at the excited Meng Jianfeng, he said with regret: "The Devil's Knife possessed wisdom and ran away himself! ”

Meng Jianfeng was equally sorry to hear about it, and asked: "What about the sheath of the knife, where is the demon bone palm? ”

Zixuan looked at Meng Jianfeng, and an accident appeared on his face. I didn't expect this guy to know the magic knife messenger so well.

Meng Jianfeng said: "I come from Meng domain, although usually not to be seen, some news can still be heard. So I know something about the Demons. The Messenger of the Knife is already the most powerful force on the battlefield of the Gods. Every battlefield trip, countless spiritual and divine people are killed by them. ”

"I've refined the palms of the demonic bones, and I still have the sheath," said Purple. ”

“Can I see it?” Meng Jianfeng's mood became excited again.

Zixuan took out the sheath and threw it towards Meng Jianfeng.

Meng Jianfeng cautiously picked it up, measured it up and down, and at the same time touched the road pattern above with his hand, he couldn't help but love to let go.

“There has always been a rumor that the Messenger of the Knife has three treasures, the Knife, the Sheath, the Palm of the Hand, the combination of the three, shows the peak of one knife, enough to sweep across the same level. ”

Meng Jianfeng gently touched the sheath, like touching the lover's skin, “I really didn't expect that one day I could also watch the sheath myself. ”

Purple asked: "Do you think this sheath is a treasure? ”

Meng Jianfeng nodded: “Of course, this is the same level of existence as the Demon Knife, called the Spiritual Sheath, it is with the Demon Knife during the week, to warm the Demon Knife, but if there is no Demon Knife, put other long knives into it, it can also serve as a spiritual support. In addition to making the soul stronger in the knife, it also enhances its quality and sharpness. ”

Then Meng Jianfeng sighed and said: "Unfortunately, why did I use a sword? If I had a knife, wouldn't I have an edge? ”

Purple took a knife sheath and said lightly: “You think too much, even if you use a knife, it's not your chance. ”

The voice fell and a stone knife appeared in Purple's hand.

Looking at the little stone knife in Purple's hand, Meng Jianfeng couldn't help but laugh: “How can you call it a knife? Don't be ridiculous, the sheath is a little extraordinary, but it's not extraordinary enough for even a knife to be warm. ”

Ignoring Meng Jianfeng, the stone knife was immediately enlarged and inserted into the sheath.

“This…”

Meng Jianfeng looked a little silly when he saw this scene.

Purple raised his knife sheath and said, "How about now? ”

Meng Jianfeng was very speechless.

He was holding a long knife, and the purple one was reminiscent of that long knife with a sheath when he was in the world of thunderstorms.

It was one of the nine poles of the world, and it came to the Holy Spirit world, and Purple knew that the world was unusual, such as the existence of demons and gods.

So what does the original knife have to do with the current magic knife?

Shuā

The black wind appeared in the sky and the sky came out of it, saying: "There is a strange beast ahead. ”

“Oh, is it a native beast? ”

Purple eyes shine, Meng Jianfeng says: “Lead the way, it must be a native beast! ”

Heavenly Wind speaks of a beast, a thousand miles away.

When Zijuan arrived, he saw a beast flying towards the sky.

The exotic beast was lit up with a unique scent, full of fine scales and a strange head, like an irregular triangle.

“is the native beast! Don't let it get away. It's worth it! ”

Meng Jianfeng didn't say anything, his body was in front of him.

His right hand grabbed the handle behind him, and as both sides drew close, he cut out his sword.

Shuā

A sharp sword went up against the sky and headed straight for the native beast.

The native beast detected the anomaly and immediately turned around. At the moment when the sword was near, a light appeared on its body surface, which protected the body.

Sword Qi cut open the light and fell on it.

With a tremendous shock, the body of the native beast flies backwards.

Watching this scene purple, the look is different.

Meng Jianfeng's sword is so powerful, he knows very well that even the powerful Shanghai Demon Nation can kill with one sword.

But at the moment, his sword went down and his sword exploded, only shattering a few scales of the native beast.

Meng Jianfeng, who also saw this scene, couldn't help but curse: “It's a native warcraft! ”

“What's the difference?” Zijuan asked.

“Native Warcraft, the energy attack is not strong, but the flesh is stronger and stronger than the demons in the demon clan. Killing them is laborious. ”

When Meng Jianfeng spoke, the whole person did not stop. He quickly passed by the purple body and the second sword was cut out.

This sword is more powerful and falls on the native beast, but it also leaves a blood mouth, not counting even minor injuries, called skin trauma at best.

After two hits, the native beast was provoked, and it roared out into the sky before rushing towards Meng Jianfeng.

The light shines on the native beast and becomes extremely fast.

Purple Heaven feels a different breath from the rest, very unique, not belonging to any of God, Demon, or Spirit.

A tremendous earthquake struck Pong. Meng Jianfeng was struck with a sword. In the middle of the sky, there was blood spilling.

After flying into Meng Jianfeng, the native beast turned his head and stared at Zijuan. His eyes were cold.

“Purple, be careful, its body is stronger than Magic! ”

Meng Jianfeng's reminder just rang, and the native beast rushed over, like a whizzing meteorite.

Lights of thunder on purple beams.

He inspired the thunder body and countless strengths converged towards the fist.

The native beast came, purple punched out.

Thunder blast!

A fierce roar shook the entire heavens and earth, and countless explosions of thunder covered the bodies of native beasts.

In the thunderbolt, the purple body backed away, his fists uploaded a glimmer of pain.

Opposite him, the native beast also rolled out.

Its body surface, the residual lightning flashed, was not damaged in any way, only where it came into contact with the fist, some scales broke and spilled blood.

Purple pupils can't help but shrink, each other's flesh and body, the fruit is really strong.

In the distance, Meng Jianfeng was surprised to see the scene.

How is it possible that Zixuan is able to resist a native warcraft?

You know, the physical and physical power of the native warcraft is stronger than the demon.

Just when Meng Jianfeng was shocked abnormally, he saw that Zixuan had once again gone forward and fought with the native warcraft.

The heavens and the earth are trembling, the roaring sounds are constant, the thunderous forces are pouring wildly, forming ripple fluctuations scattered.

Looking at Meng Jianfeng, not weaker than the native warcraft, suddenly his pupils shrunk, he thought of some possibility.

“Is it the power of thunder? Is he from the thunder sanctuary? ”

Meng Jianfeng felt incredible. Why did people in the higher minefields come to such a remote place?

Besides, in the camp, it was targeted?

Boom!

Another roar saw the body of the native warcraft smashing towards the earth.

Purple flew backwards, but as he flew backwards, the light flashed in his hand and appeared with a sheath knife.

Right hand forces, stone knife out of sheath.

Shuā

There is a thunder between heaven and earth.