Prehistoric: Senior Brother Xuanmen

Chapter 29
"Turn around, baby!"

The voice of the Sixth Prince of Jinwu was like a soul-stimulating spell, and the seven flying knives opened their eyes at the same time, shooting fourteen white lights from them towards Duobao.

hide!
You must avoid this white light!
Duobao in the air swayed slightly, pulling out countless afterimages.

In an instant, tens of thousands of treasures appeared in the sky, making people dazzled.

This is not a clone, nor is it an illusion, but his speed is extremely fast, as if appearing in tens of thousands of different positions at the same time.

This operation was full of confusion, and the sixth prince of Jinwu frowned, apparently unable to find the real body of Duobao.

But although he couldn't find it, the Immortal Zhan Feidao could.

But seeing several flashes of white light, the dazzling afterimage in the air dissipated in an instant, leaving only one real body illuminated by the white light, and Yuanshen fell into a daze, unable to move his body.

Immediately afterwards, the seven flying knives turned into seven white lights and shot at Duobao.

Obviously, this is Lu Jun's mercy, otherwise as long as he uses the trick just now, Duobao's big head will definitely roll off again.

"when--"

Before the flying knife arrived, Duobao woke up from his confusion in time and swung the Chiming Immortal Sword in his hand.

It was as if a big sun had lit up in the sky, emitting immeasurable brilliance!
"Ding ding ding--"

Flying knives hit the big sun one after another, and sparks bloomed, but they still couldn't break through.

"This is Senior Brother Duobao's Great Sun Sword Domain!"

"Senior Brother Duobao is mighty!"

……

The disciples of the Qing Dynasty below cheered again.

Jin Ling and Wu Dang on the peak frowned slightly.

Xuan Chengzi noticed this scene and asked curiously, "What's going on?"

Jin Ling said in a low voice: "The Great Sun Sword Field is Senior Brother Duobao's ultimate move, and it consumes a lot of energy. If you can't even win this move, Senior Brother may be defeated."

Xuan Chengzi nodded slightly, looking at the big sun in the sky.

Lu Jun has the BUG-level spirit treasure of Zhanxian Flying Knife in his hand. It seems that it is really not easy for Duobao to win. Do you want to help him?
……

"sulfuric acid--"

In the air, the fiery red sun suddenly subsided, and the figure of Duobao appeared from it.

I saw him swinging the sword with his right hand, and the bright sword light turned into several arcs, accurately slashing seven flying knives, sweeping them all away, and at the same time pushing out with the palm of his left hand.

A mountain-like palm of a giant spirit slapped Lu Jun, the sixth prince of the Golden Crow.

Facing the menacing palm, the sixth prince of Jinwu bowed to the yellow gourd calmly, "Turn around, baby!"

"Shhhhh-"

The seven flying knives that had been swept away by Duobao disappeared in an instant.

Then he saw the yellow gourd in the sky suddenly emit seven rays of light.

In every ray of light, there is a flying knife that cuts immortals up and down, like yellow buds and white snow, about seven inches long, with eyebrows and eyes, two white lights shot out from the eyes, and it shone on Duobao's body in an instant.

Duobao didn't expect that the Immortal-Slaying Flying Knife that had been swept away would reappear in the yellow leather gourd. He couldn't dodge it for a while, but when he was targeted by the white light, his soul was stunned for a while, and he stood there in a daze. The same palm prints dissipated and disintegrated in an instant.

"Shhhhh-"

Seven flying knives shot out, piercing through Duobao's body.

Blood spattered, and Duobao's shoulders, wrists, and knees were pierced by flying knives, leaving behind terrible wounds.

Especially his right hand, which was cut off almost to the wrist, leaving only a little bit of flesh connected.

This also caused the Chiming Immortal Sword in his hand to come out, falling like a ray of light into the foothills of the Kunlun Mountains.

"Failed?"

Duobao woke up from his daze, and could hardly believe his eyes and perception.

impossible!

How could he lose?

But the falling fairy sword, the scars on his body, and the sixth prince of Jinwu staring at him with a smile in the distance all told him——

lost!

Really lost!

On the peak, a look of helplessness flashed in Jin Ling's eyes.

Guang Chengzi and Chi Jingzi's faces were not very good-looking either.

Even if they don't like Duobao, after all, Duobao is playing on behalf of all Sanqing disciples at the moment, and they still hope that Duobao can win.

"Brother lost..."

"Those seven flying knives should only be transformed by energy, and the yellow gourd is the body of the flying knives!"

"It's a pity we found out too late..."

Whispering voices sounded one after another, and those Shangqing disciples who had cheered for Duobao before were disappointed, and began to analyze the reasons for Duobao's defeat.

Duobao is doomed!

This is the common view of almost everyone.

Except Xuan Chengzi.

He stared at Duobao in the air, and said in a deep voice, "Junior brother, don't panic, I will lend you a treasure for my brother!"

As he spoke, he lightly threw out a ball of fist-sized spiritual light towards Duobao.

In the aura, a coin with wings shone with golden light.

Can this seemingly unattractive magic weapon be able to compete with Zhanxian Flying Knife?

Duobao instinctively wanted to refuse, but after hesitating for a while, he still stretched out his left hand to grab him.

Bo Yu, who was watching the battle from a distance, frowned, "Brother Xuan Chengzi blatantly intervenes in the discussion between the two of them, isn't it a bit inappropriate?"

Xuan Chengzi raised his eyebrows, "What's wrong?"

Bo Yu said in a deep voice: "Since the treasure is yours, senior brother, how can you lend it to Senior Brother Duobao?"

"Oh?"

Xuan Chengzi said in displeasure: "Isn't the Immortal-Slaying Flying Saber in the hands of the Sixth Prince his Majesty the Eastern Emperor? The Eastern Emperor can borrow a treasure, so why can't I borrow it? Is this a logical reason?"

Bo Yu: "..."

At this time, Di Jun, who was sitting in the Luanjia, said lightly: "Xuan Chengzi's nephew is right. Just now, Xiao Liu relied on the flying sword to defeat the immortals. It is not fair. Now that both sides have a spirit treasure to help each other, it is fair." .”

"It's still His Majesty who speaks the truth."

Xuan Chengzi nodded with a smile, looked at the Golden Crow Prince and said, "Junior Brother Bo Yu, you have to study hard."

Bo Yu's face darkened, and he closed his mouth tightly, not wanting to talk to him any more.

This is also because he saw that the Yuxu apricot-yellow flag was still stuck in place, otherwise he would have to continue wrangling whatever he said.

In the air, Duo Bao held Luo Bao's money tightly, input mana, and immediately sensed that there were forty innate restrictions inside this treasure.

The best innate spirit treasure?

His eyes subconsciously looked towards Xuan Chengzi.

Where did such a precious baby come from?

And...how could he borrow me?

(End of this chapter)