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Chapter 1094 The Power of the Short Pestle
Seeing Xu Ze waving his feather fan, Xuanling stepped back fiercely, and said to Xu Ze: "Xu Ze, the person you want to kill is Xu Feng, and I have no grudge against you. Our two sects are the last one of Shengu. Da Zongmen, if you touch my son, I'm afraid you will feel bad."

Xuanling obviously didn't want to fight Xu Ze anymore, facing Xu Ze holding a magic weapon, he immediately changed his position and pushed Xu Feng out.

When Xu Feng heard Xuan Ling's words, he couldn't help snorting coldly. He never expected Xuan Ling to stand with him from the beginning.If it weren't for opening the tomb of the gods, Xuan Ling would not have taken action against Xu Ze.

"Get out!" Xu Ze looked at Xuan Ling coldly, and roared angrily, mercilessly.

Xuan Ling had never been subjected to such a roar, his complexion turned livid in an instant.But looking at the feather fan in Xuan Ling's hand, he finally endured it.With a livid face, he shouted to his followers: "Let's go!"

Xu Ze didn't stop Xuanling either, he looked at Xu Feng, and pointed the feather fan in his hand at Xu Feng, the surging aura of the magic soldier covered Xu Feng: "It's your turn!"

Xu Feng took a deep breath and took out the short pestle.He knew the strength of the divine soldier, but he had to face the opponent.

"I don't know how to live or die!" Xu Ze rioted with terrifying power, and his aura was astonishing.The monstrous power danced out of the feather fan, and the earth-shattering aura stirred up the changing situation in the tomb of the gods. Everything in the world was about to be suppressed, as if there were gods overlooking the earth, and the sky collapsed.An incomparable aura erupted from the feather fan, and the aura gushed out, making it difficult for everyone to breathe.Even Xu Feng, who is the Son of God, cannot operate his power smoothly.The power of the divine weapon is fully revealed at this moment.

Such supernatural power made Xu Feng feel uneasy, which was a huge crisis.But he had to face it, holding the short pestle in his hand, the power was transferred to the short pestle, and layers of Dao marks continued to cover it, which slightly reduced the pressure of the divine soldier.

"It's just a broken stick, and I want to resist the magic weapon. I really don't know how to live!" Xu Ze looked at Xu Feng coldly, his eyes were full of sarcasm, and the feather fan's momentum surged, and he went to suppress Xu Feng. At the same time, endless The power of the great avenue entangled, turned into a huge lupine, and rolled towards Xu Feng like a mountain top.

The power of dancing is terrifying, this is the strongest force that Xu Feng has ever faced.The power erupted by the Divine Weapon is even more terrifying than that of the Emperor's Realm. With such power dancing out, Xu Feng has no doubt that his bones that can be crushed are broken.

Xu Feng's followers looked at the huge lupine that crushed Xu Feng, and they also showed horror.Such power is no longer something a son of God can resist, it is the power of a god.Under this blow, Xu Feng might lose his bones.

Countless people couldn't help but regretted it, thinking that if this Shengu had a magic weapon for Xu Ze to use, they would not follow Xu Feng no matter what.

Feather Fan suppressed it, with overwhelming power, to completely obliterate Xu Feng.

"Go to hell!" Xu Ze drove the magic weapon, and infinite power poured into the magic weapon continuously.The magic weapon is terrifying, but the power to be driven is equally terrifying. Xu Ze's face turned pale as he frantically extracted Xu Ze's power.But in order to be able to kill Xu Feng, Xu Ze didn't care about consumption at all, and the feather fan rioted with earth-shattering power, completely covering Xu Feng and leaving.

Such a force was suppressed, and the sky was shattered by the suppression.At the same time as the sky was shattered, the feather fan fell, Xu Feng's complexion changed drastically, the power of his whole body danced, and the crazily running power rushed to Gu Ding, hoping that Gu Ding could help him resist the power of the magic weapon.

Xu Feng has already discovered that with his own strength, he can't stop the power of the magic weapon. The only thing Xu Feng can rely on is the ancient tripod.But this ancient tripod is out of his control, no matter how suddenly it is driven, it is impossible to use the ancient tripod.

The feather fan reached Xu Feng's head in a blink of an eye, Xu Ze stared at Xu Feng coldly: "I will send you on your way today!"

While Xu Ze roared, the feather fan fell, and everyone saw Xu Feng's bloody appearance.Just when many people closed their eyes, Xu Feng's body suddenly burst into an aura.

This aura burst out violently, shaking everything in the sky, and an aura that shattered everything in the world rushed out. Between the vibrations of this aura, there was an incomparable and monstrous momentum.This momentum can turn the sky and the sea.

"Spiritual soldiers!" Seeing Xu Feng's sudden riot, many people couldn't help exclaiming after being taken aback for a moment. The originally pale faces of the people who followed Xu Feng suddenly became excited. Looking at the void, he stared at the short pestle in Xu Feng's hand in disbelief.

At this time, the short pestle was surrounded by a colorful halo, and there were endless dao marks spreading out like spider webs.There is also the emergence of divine power, which is so powerful that it stirs up the situation in the world, and everyone is shocked by this divine power.

Xuan Ling was about to leave, but when he saw this scene, he couldn't help but stop. He stared blankly at the short pestle in Xu Feng's hand. This aura emerged from Xu Feng's short pestle.

"This... this... how is this possible?" Xuan Ling stared blankly at Xu Feng. He knew the origin of this short pestle very well, but he never thought that it was a magical weapon.

Xu Feng also stared blankly at the short pestle in his hand, which was violently displaying unparalleled power. He originally wanted to use the ancient tripod.But Gu Ding didn't respond, this short pestle that made him feel mysterious was actually violent.

This result made Xu Feng unbelievable. Although he felt that the short pestle was not simple, he never thought that it was a magic weapon.

The short pestle frantically devoured his power, and a terrifying dao mark erupted out of it. The dao mark turned into magical power, and turned into a shocking divine power.

"This is impossible!" Xu Ze also exclaimed, staring at Xu Feng with wide eyes, his expression excited.

However, the scene in front of him made him have to believe it.Xu Feng is holding a short pestle, and the riotous divine power in it is constantly rising. With the help of Xu Feng's power of the avenue, it has climbed to a point where it cannot be added.The monstrous power suppresses everything, even Xu Ze's lupine must avoid its edge.

"Boom...boom..."

The short pestle showed its sharpness, but at this moment, the originally dark short pestle shone brightly for nine days, illuminating the surrounding area brightly, with Dao marks intertwined, suppressing towards the lufan.

"Pfft..."

The power of the short pestle riot was suppressed, the feather fan avoided its sharp edge, Xu Ze was bitten by the feather fan, spit out a mouthful of blood, and the feather fan in his hand came out.With a look of disbelief, his figure smashed into the void, collapsing a void.

The short pestle in Xu Feng's hand also shot out after the opponent's feather fan was released, and landed on the feather fan. The violent force suppressed it, and suppressed the feather fan firmly.The aura of the Lufan's riot at the beginning was completely submerged in the Lufan and disappeared, and the aura of the short pestle dancing also disappeared with the disappearance of the Lufan's power.

The short pestle and feather fan fell into Xu Feng's hands like two extremely ordinary items.

Xu Feng grasped these two items, feeling unable to react in his heart.He was holding the feather fan and the short pestle in a daze, and seeing the short pestle returned to its unsurprising appearance again, Xu Feng couldn't help biting his tongue, and after making sure it was not a dream, he regained his sanity.

"This... what is this short pestle?" Xu Feng stared blankly at the short pestle in his hand. It can suppress even magic weapons, so how precious is his value?Xu Feng even suspected that the short pestle was used to suppress Feng Ling back then!Otherwise, why would Feng Ling rest on the short pestle.

Thinking of this possibility, Xu Feng couldn't help but take a deep breath.If this is the case, how precious is this short pestle?

Just as dull as Xu Feng was Xuan Ling, who stared blankly at Xu Feng.Looking at the short pestle in Xu Feng's hand in disbelief, it was beyond his expectation.Even god soldiers can suppress them, so what advantage do these god sons have in front of Xu Feng?
Looking at the feather fan in Xu Feng's hand, Xuan Ling couldn't help looking at Xu Ze.Seeing that Xu Ze's face was pale, he was already extremely shocked.

Xu Feng, who got the lupine, grabbed the lupine and wanted to use the power of the lupine, but found that his way was not compatible with it.Being backlashed by the opponent's power, Zhen's blood was tumbling. If it wasn't for the sudden burst of strength from the short pestle to suppress it, Xu Feng would have no doubt that he would be seriously injured by Zhen.

Seeing that he couldn't use the lupine, Xu Feng threw it into the small world, then grabbed the short pestle and played with it.But what surprised Xu Feng was that no matter how Xu Feng instilled strength into the short pestle, the short pestle could no longer explode with the power just now.This result made Xu Feng frown?

"Could it be that this short pestle will only be shot when it is provoked by divine soldiers?" Xu Feng murmured in his heart, the more he thought about it, the more likely it was.When the short pestle faced the holy artifact, it didn't burst out with a trace of divine power.But only this time when the divine power of the Lufan riot wanted to destroy it, it resisted.In other words, this short pestle will only be used if provocative with weapons above the magic weapon.

Xu Feng took a deep breath and retracted the short pestle.But he has made up his mind to find out what this short pestle is.

Seeing Xu Feng, who put away the short pestle, looking at him, Xu Ze's expression changed drastically, tearing apart the void, and he shot into the void to escape.

How can Xu Ze not be frightened, his magical weapons are all suppressed by the opponent, no one knows what kind of power the opponent can erupt.How can he confront the opponent?At this time, is there any other way to go besides escaping?

Xu Ze's heart was bleeding, that was his magic weapon, even the magic weapon was snatched away.Among the Sons of God, his status will plummet.The Divine Weapon is of great significance to the Son of God. Without this thing, perhaps his status as the Son of God would be deprived.

Xu Ze beat Xu Feng to the depths of his bone marrow, but he had no way to deal with Xu Feng, the only way left for him was to escape.

Everyone watched Xu Ze fleeing, each one lost their minds.He still couldn't turn his head around, just now Xu Ze was still showing off his power, but he didn't expect that it would turn into such a situation in just a few breaths.This made everyone couldn't help turning their eyes to Xu Feng.

As for Xu Feng's followers, their complexions were flushed at this moment, and their veins burst out of excitement.With such a master, they can show off their power wantonly!

(End of this chapter)