Immortal Master Invincible

Chapter 771

"discuss?"

Thousands of muddy horses in Xiaonan's heart ran past, discussing what a fart, but naturally the name could not be reported if it could not be reported.

What's more, they are also the sect of the True Sage, and they can hide for a while.

Immediately he raised his head and said, "Don't talk about these, just hit if you want!"

Seeing Xiaonan's arrogance, the Great Elder's expression was also stern. He originally thought that this young man had such strength at such a young age, and it was even more miraculous to sit on that mount; it could be said that the other party was also an outstanding disciple of that saint.

This said, everyone should have a head and a tail.

Who knows that this guy is so ignorant.

"Okay, let's see the old man take you down!"

With an angry shout, the Great Elder didn't say much. With a wave of his hand, a yellow light flashed, and a yellow rope about ten feet long appeared in front of Fang Xiaonan.

Fang Xiaonan was slightly startled, waved his long sword and slashed towards the yellow rope.

It's just that this cut has no other effect, because Fang Xiaonan instantly discovered that the opponent's yellow rope is a magic weapon.

That's right, as a true saint disciple, a semi-holy or even peak-level existence, it's normal to have a magic weapon at hand; it's not normal to have no magic weapon.

Of course, imitating Xiaonan's cut is only defensive; this is the first time he has fought against an existence that may have reached the peak level of a half-sage, so he intends to be cautious.

Seeing that the yellow rope in front of him just dangled, and then shook his long sword away, Fang Xiaonan also sighed inwardly. Speaking of which, until now, except for the yin and yang consonance, he has no Other really magical stuff.

Of course, the yin and yang consonance is his strongest confidence. With this, it is enough to make his waist straight.

So, he looked at this magic weapon, watched the yellow rope grow longer and thicker in an instant, and then circled him in the middle, but he didn't panic at all.

The yellow rope instantly turned into the thickness of a fist, about ten feet long, connected head to tail to form a circle, trapping him and Qiuqiu in the middle.

Although it was only a rope, Fang Xiaonan still frowned slightly. He could feel that his aura had been completely locked by this yellow rope. within the lock range.

It is equivalent to the space that the diameter of the yellow rope reaches has been sealed.

Looking at this yellow rope, Fang Xiaonan's eyes flashed with blazing heat, this is the power of magic weapon.

The space can be locked so easily, and if an ordinary semi-sage enters this circle, there is basically no way to escape.

Sure enough, it looked like Xiao Nan was locked up by the yellow rope, and the doormen behind him cheered.

"Master is mighty!"

On the other hand, the Great Elder and the Ninth Elder in front were a little astonished when they saw Fang Xiaonan who was trapped in the binding rope.

Especially the Ninth Elder, he knew how powerful the opponent was, and he was seriously injured by the opponent's single blow. Although it was likely to rely on some powerful magic weapons, his own strength was definitely far beyond his own.

At least it is half-holy mid-level strength close to the upper level.

How could such a powerful person be trapped so easily?

But no matter what, if you are trapped, you are trapped. This is a dragon rope. If you are generally trapped, unless you are a saint, it will be difficult to escape.

Originally, several sets of plans had been prepared for the person in front of the opponent, and even just now, he was just planning to let the dragon rope hold the opponent for a while, and then let the doormen set up a large formation, so as to ensure that the opponent would not slip away easily.

But at this moment, the Great Elder's expression relaxed, so what can he say if he is trapped?
Take it directly, don't kill it first, take it back to ask about the origin, such a young and powerful person, let alone kill him, find the other sect, it will definitely make a lot of money.

The Great Elder slowly approached, looking at Fang Xiaonan who was trapped in the dragon rope, with a sneer on his face.

The Ninth Elder next to him was even more proud: "Boy, let's catch him without a fight!"

"Catch it with nothing?" Fang Xiaonan shrugged, raised his hand lightly, and a black light cut towards the yellow rope.

"Huh!" There was a muffled sound, and the black light slashed fiercely on the yellow rope, but the yellow rope trembled slightly, and a thick yellow light emerged, directly bouncing the black light back.

At this time, the black light showed its original shape, it turned out to be a half-black blade.

Although it's only half the blade, the aura floating above it is obviously an incomplete magic weapon.

Fang Xiaonan raised his eyebrows, flicked his finger lightly, and the blade bounced up again, slashing towards the void above.

Another thick yellow light emerged, and bounced the blade back.

Fang Xiaonan looked at the yellow rope in front of him with some sighs, such a good baby, it was not his own.

Although this incomplete magic weapon of mine is incomplete, its attack power is still good, at least surpassing the existence of a half-magic weapon level, and it has no effect on breaking through the defense and blockade of the yellow rope.

Of course, it can't be said that it has no effect. If you try your best, it should still have the hope of breaking through the blockade of about one-third of the yellow rope.

That's about it.

If it is a complete magic weapon, there is really hope of breaking through the predicament.

Thinking in this way, Fan Xiaonan remembered that he could really find a way to find the remaining fragments of the magic weapon. If he could make a complete magic weapon, the power seemed quite good.

"Hehe! Don't be in vain. My bundle of dragon ropes is infinitely useful. Since you have fallen into my hands, unless a saint comes, you will not be able to escape!" the Great Elder said proudly.

"Really?"

The corner of Fang Xiaonan's mouth slightly curled up, his figure swayed slightly, the yellow rope shimmered slightly, but it didn't seem to have any effect, just for a moment, Fang Xiaonan, together with the ball he sat down, appeared in front of the Great Elder .

Then a black light slashed fiercely towards the Great Elder.

The Great Elder's stunned eyes reflected the black light, and he didn't react until the black light approached him, roared angrily, and shook his hands.

In the void, a spiritual light emerged and turned into a tortoise-like existence, which stood in front of the black light; but the tortoise shell seemed not to be completely clear, and was slashed by the black light.

"Dang!" There was only a sharp crisp sound, and the black light was bounced back, but the tortoise shell also disappeared, turning into a piece of iron with a gap, and fell powerlessly.

"My Black Turtle Shield!" Looking at the damaged shield, the Great Elder's face turned blue, and he couldn't help but let out a muffled snort. This is a magic weapon that he carried with him for more than sixty years. Having obtained the peak of the half magic weapon, there is only one step away from the real magic weapon.

Normally, even a real magic weapon attack can block a few blocks, but it was activated just now, in a hurry, before it could show its true strength, it was hit by the opponent with all its strength, and it was injured like this.

How could he not be heartbroken.

Of course, what horrified him even more was how the other party escaped from the blockade of the dragon rope?
(End of this chapter)