I have a fairy palace in my body

Chapter 342
"What exactly is he refining?" Most of the other disciples of Lingbao Xianzong couldn't see the truth at all.

"It's not easy to be able to turn a dead tree into a spring."

"I think it's just a gimmick, and it's useless in actual combat."

"But didn't you see the reactions of the sect master and the great elder?"

"Is this broom really powerful?"

A group of disciples discussed in low voices.

"Fang Daoyou, the magic weapon depends on the actual combat power in the end, so we will directly enter the last link, the actual combat treasure link." Chen Fengxiao said.

Although what Fang Han said was mysterious, the performance of the magic weapon was also miraculous.

But whether it is appearance, prestige, or practicality, it is not as good as the iron wood sword.

The most important thing about a magic weapon is to show its power in battle.

"Actually, no matter how many tricks this Master Fang pulls out, he will definitely lose when it comes to the actual combat test."

At this time, Nian Xu, an elder of Lingbao Xianzong, said.

A group of disciples looked at him: "Elder He, how did you see it?"

This Elder He is also a master craftsman, but the refining level is not as good as Luo Ningjun, but the theoretical level is still very high.

“罗师兄施展的点化之法，点石成金已经将木系几乎变成了金系，再灌注了杀伐剑意，可以说完全不输于金系的飞剑了，而这位方道友炼制的所谓拂尘，却并没有改变物性，也就是还是木系。别忘了，金克木，即使这位方道友的法宝有诸多神奇的地方，可是一力破万法，在绝对的速度和力量面前根本没有侥幸，而且更大的可能，这个所谓的拂尘更像一个不实用的噱头, 究竟是能防御还是杀伐，却是看不出来。”贺长老淡淡说道。

When everyone heard the words, they nodded.

No matter how miraculous this so-called whisk looks, the flying sword is the most perfect combination of speed and strength.
If Fang Han's refinement is also a magic weapon that focuses on attacking or defending, it is still unknown against the flying sword, but this so-called fly is not as good as a shield against the flying sword.

Therefore, although he showed a little bit of magic before, most people still think that he is bound to lose.

At this moment, Luo Ningjun couldn't wait any longer, his Ironwood Flying Sword was still hovering above his head, he had long held his breath, and wanted to defeat Fang Han simply and beautifully, to justify himself and his master.

At this time, the sun was about to set, and the setting sun was like blood. A layer of faint golden light shone through the towering ancient trees and reflected on the open space in the forest, adding to the tension of the atmosphere.

"The two of you use your own magic weapons to compete, but apart from the royal envoy magic weapon, you are not allowed to use other supernatural powers. In addition, Ning Jun, you have to suppress the magic power at the fifth level of the golden core." Wen Rusong said, and Chen Fengxiao also nodded Agree.

In their hearts, Luo Ning is at the ninth level of the Golden Core, and his strength is much higher than that of Fang Han. If the difference in strength is too large, it will have a greater impact on the power of the magic weapon. Therefore, for the sake of fairness, Wen Rusong took the initiative to let Luo Ning In order to suppress to the same level as Fang Han.

"Master Wen is really generous."

"It is worthy of being the pillar of my sect."

All the disciples of Lingbao Xianzong who were present were impressed.

"Senior Wen's kindness is appreciated, but suppressing cultivation is unnecessary."

"Also ask Fellow Daoist Luo to go all out."

Fang Han said lightly.

As soon as he finished speaking, many people shook their heads.

"Originally, the magic weapon is not powerful, and you still want to lose face. If you do this, you will definitely lose."

Only old man Zhou looked indifferent and seemed confident.

"That's good, Fellow Daoist Fang, please!" Luo Ningjun was overjoyed. He didn't want to suppress his own strength, but now that the opponent didn't know how to live or die, his confidence was even greater. The other party made a big fool of himself.

Fang Han took a step forward expressionlessly.

Luo Ningjun was not polite at all when he saw this, he pointed at it, and saw the Ironwood Flying Sword hovering in the air, immediately issued a sharp sound piercing through the air, but in an instant, it turned into a black gold light, and slashed at Fang Han like lightning. Come.

Everyone's hearts suddenly rose to their throats. This is a competition of real swords and guns. All the attainments of refining weapons must be reflected in actual combat. This is also the fairest way to judge the power of magic weapons.

No matter how much surprise and approval the three Nascent Soul Stages have shown for this "broom" just now, in the world of cultivating immortals, only the result!

However, what happened next left people stunned.

It was too late to say it, and Fang Han was holding the "broom" under the infusion of mana, and a burst of colorful precious light suddenly burst out. After sweeping, only a muffled bang was heard.

The black-gold iron wood flying sword, which was approaching to the extreme, was swept away by this "broom".

"This is impossible!" Everyone looked horrified.

他们根本没看清怎么回事。

"Isn't it Jin Kemu?"

"How could this flying sword be swept away by this broom?" Everyone was puzzled.

罗宁均面红耳赤之下一咬牙，双手连掐剑诀，斜飞出去的飞剑再次发出一声剑鸣。

Swish out.

Immediately, a wave of heavy swords roared over, carrying a strong killing intent.

"Thousand Waves Restriction, Bless the Killing Sword Intent!" Everyone took a closer look, and immediately knew that Luo Ning had done his best.

Not only aroused the Thousand Waves Restriction in the Tiemu Flying Sword, but also blessed the killing sword intent, striving to kill with one blow.

However, Fang Han flipped it over with one hand, and the broom or whisk gave off a strange light again.

Just a sweep, vaguely, it seems that time and space are distorted, and the laws are changing.

Only a buzzing sound was heard.

The iron-wood sword kept trembling, and it was so delayed in mid-air, as if it was stuck in a quagmire, moving forward slowly.

Everyone was dumbfounded, not understanding what was going on.

"Is this... is it the law of breaking the five elements? It means destroying the balance of the laws of the five elements. It looks like a law change."

The old man Zhou thought of the description in the ancient books on the Dao of Artifacts, and thought to himself.

This is also true in fact. Fang Han studied the records of ancient utensils and Dao, combined with the characteristics of his ancient treasure Wuji Suotianyin, which specializes in breaking the five elements, and integrated this idea into the refining process.

Of course, this is immature, and the main function of this "broom" called Time is not this.

And this kind can only trap Feijian for a few breaths.

After a while, Luo Ningjun only felt that his magic power was loosened, and Feijian was about to get out of trouble.

"Hehe, even if you have such a peculiar function, it's a pity that you can only defend! You are passively beaten!"

Luo Ningjun sneered, and was about to manipulate the Iron Wood Flying Sword to break free from the shackles, but Fang Han shook his hand again, and the surging mana was drawn by more than half, and the "broom" emitted a strange light again. Just a flick.

Something even more shocking happened.

I saw the struggling Tiemu Feijian "withered" visible to the naked eye, yes, withered.

Every inch of the black-gold sword body that was visible to the naked eye turned gray until it became like a piece of dead wood.

Most of his spirituality was lost, and he fell to the ground with a snap.

At this moment, the audience was silent, even the sound of breathing stopped, and the surroundings became completely silent.

Except for old man Zhou, everyone's eyes widened in disbelief.

(End of this chapter)