The Legend of Mortal Killing Immortals

Chapter 751

"There is also a king-grade magic weapon!" Pang Kun said in surprise when he saw a reddish giant python rushing towards him when Zhao Wuji raised his hand.

On that giant python, there is a destructive power, and the supreme power of Wang Pin's magic weapon can be seen at a glance!
But Pang Kun's black wave inkstone was competing with the golden brick at this time, and he couldn't take care of other places at all.

"Stinky boy, don't underestimate the powerhouses in the Golden Immortal Realm!" Pang Kun's expression froze, his hands condensed a thick ghostly aura, and he grabbed the red giant python fiercely!

He grabbed the giant python's face with one hand, pressed the giant python's lower jaw with the other, and choked its open bloody mouth fiercely.

The giant python kept struggling, and its long body wrapped around Pang Kun's body, restraining him inside.

"That's all! Break it for me!" Pang Kun roared, releasing his whole body with all his strength, shaking the giant python's body to pieces, and the powerful ghost spirit turned into a huge grimace, roaring ferociously behind him.

"It seems that the power of my avatar can't fully release the power of the king-pin magic weapon, which makes the giant python transformed by the Wang-pin flying sword cracked by it. If the power of this avatar reaches the realm of the fairy king, it will only be a blow. , he must die!" Zhao Wuji was not surprised when he saw this, he quickly analyzed the situation in his mind, and at the same time he took a step forward, and hundreds of flying swords came out in a file, towards Pang Kun to attack and kill. go!

"Can you control so many magic weapons at the same time? It seems that I really underestimated you!" Pang Kun's pupils shrank, but he didn't dare to neglect. He quickly pinched several spells with his hands in front of his chest, stacked them layer by layer, and waved In the meantime, the sky was full of ghost shadows, each ghost shadow blocked the way of a flying sword, and the rest all rushed towards Zhao Wuji.

"It seems that the growth of my soul of all weapons has made the power of each clone perfectly transferable, and controlling hundreds of flying swords does not require any physical consumption in the body. If this is the case... then it will be easy!" Zhao said. Wuji's attack was just an attempt. He saw countless ghosts rushing towards him, and he was not impatient. Instead, he raised his hand again in a leisurely manner, and hundreds of flying swords erupted again.

(Try to make up for what I owed yesterday!)
(End of this chapter)