Is it wrong to want to marry Weapon?

Taiyin Lei Gongji hesitated for a few seconds before saying embarrassingly: "Forget it, I still won't speak."

The situation is changing rapidly.

Guided by the sun wheel of Deer Zen...

Huangquan Death Wheel was forced into a desperate situation in less than ten seconds!

"..."

And listen to what's going on around you.

Listening to Youming but closing his eyes, he snorted coldly with disdain: "Small tricks"

"Can't even dodge such a weak attack, what a waste"

"It's just a few little ghosts who came to seek death."

A ferocious expression gradually appeared on Diting Youming's face.

If it weren't for the current curfew on the Eight Underworld King Heitian, I'm afraid that just her ugly appearance would scare countless craftsmen to tears.

After the voice fell, Di Ting You Ming stepped forward with light steps.

next second...

Her figure appeared in front of Lu Chan like a ghost, and she stretched out her finger.

"Ok?"

Lu Chan frowned slightly with his pure white snowy eyebrows, and jumped out towards the rear.

Whoa! ! ! !

In an instant...

Where she was originally, an area with a radius of ten meters was slashed by sharp fingertips, and the entire ground of the palace was uprooted and torn into scattered pieces!

In the blink of an eye, before Lu Chan landed, Diting Youming teleported behind her again, pointing out with five fingers.

Just for a moment...

"Clang!" Lu Chan suddenly pulled out the long sword with purple sword marks blooming, swirled and danced a 360-degree purple sword ring, and successfully blocked the attack of Diting Nether.

Not being able to release the aura is really more troublesome than I imagined.

If you can't use the stored power and ten times the charged power.

It means you can't use Requiem.

but……

Even so, Lu Chan's mood still remained calm.

Holding the sword in both hands, she gracefully cut dozens of swords...

In the darkness, the beautiful purple sword light instantly pushed Di Ting Youming back several meters; in his free time, Lu Chan did not forget to continue turning the Lingduan on his fingertips, controlling the silver sun wheel to fly towards the ghost again. Domain Death Wheel.

"how is this possible?"

"This kid..."

Listening to You Ming, he took a few steps back, felt the trembling of his fingertips, and gradually revealed an unbelievable emotion.

Because Lu Chan summoned the Storm Sword only after dark.

Therefore, Diting Youming didn't know what kind of existence Lu Chan's second spiritual weapon was.

but……

How on earth did she block her own attack?

What is that frightening aura on her spirit weapon?

Even if it was just a casual blow by myself, it is definitely not something a high-ranking craftsman can bear! ?

Facing herself as the Eighth Attendant, how could she be so comfortable?

Diting Youming's expression became a little more serious.

A few withered shards gradually appeared on her finger, which was painted with crimson manicure, and then rushed towards Lu Chan again.

This time, she didn't plan to hold back any more!

"clang clang clang clang clang"

The purple sword light and Diting Youming's fingertips slashed wildly together.

The attack speed of Diting Youming became faster and more abnormal, so fast that it was hard to see clearly!

Lu Chan also leaned over slightly, her petite body dragged the huge sword to slash wildly, the purple sword light almost formed a brilliant barrier of roses!

In the field of sword energy, nothing leaks.

"clang clang clang clang clang"

"clang clang clang clang clang"

A few seconds later, the beautiful girl with long white and purple hair showed an indifferent smile.

She asked softly: "Tingting Youming, what are you in such a hurry for?"

"How long is the curfew~~~~"

"By the way, let me remind you."

"If it wasn't dark, you would have lost even faster."

"Speak wild words!" Hearing these words, Di Ting kicked forward viciously and viciously.

At the same time, her left hand stabbed towards Lu Chan.

And the weird thing is, almost at the moment when he noticed the change of Di Ting Youming's posture and center of gravity...

"Snapped!"

Lu Chan's little purple cloth boots took a step ahead, and slammed on Di Ting You Ming's toes.

She set up the hilt of the storm sword to block Di Tingyouming's left hand.

Then... a sword slanted against the opponent's arm; the sea of ​​purple flowers cut across a dazzling arc, and pushed back Di Ting You Ming several meters away again.

"..."

"..."

"Tick tock, tick tock..." Di Ting Youming almost fell, she forcibly stabilized her body, and felt the blood flowing from her abdomen, her ferocious face finally calmed down gradually.

impossible……

The opponent in front of her is absolutely impossible to be just a high-ranking craftsman!

Her personal combat skills, which seemed to be experienced in hundreds of battles, were far superior to her own.

But is this really possible?

You shouldn't be dreaming, right?

In the darkness, Diting Youming's heart was gradually shaken, and she asked in surprise, "Who are you?"

"never mind……"

After asking this question, Diting Youming shook her head again, and she said solemnly:

"In any case, I have made up my mind, I can't let you go back alive like this, I will use my real strength to strangle you here"

This woman's hostility seems to have something to do with the spirit weapon, Yudao Miyin, that he had discarded many years ago.

It's a pity that Lu Chan is just a high-level craftsman, if he is serious, he can still kill her casually.

But when she became a saint and stepped into the highest realm of a super-level craftsman...

Di Ting You Ming can no longer imagine the future!

Think of it...

She lightly tapped her fingertips on her spirit embryo.

[Dark Department Super Grade: Listening to the Netherworld! 】

In the next second, there was a cry of ghost babies within a few meters, and the horrifying noise cast a chill over everyone's hearts.

In the hands of Diting Youming, a three-meter-long, withered and rotten purple moon wheel gradually emerged...

With a sharp, curved, and twisted arc, like a smile on the corner of a ghost's mouth, the moon blade salivated all the way to the ground.

Even if she didn't release a trace of aura.

But including Huang Quan's death wheel, the fighting movements of Xiao Hanye and Nan He obviously stagnated for a beat.

The indescribable sharpness made the surrounding air burst into mournful sounds!

"Finally, are you willing to call out the main body?"

Lu Chan smiled slightly.

For a super-grade spiritual weapon...

The combat power after summoning the main body is likely to be dozens of times that of before!

No... It's better to say that it is precisely because Listening to Nether is so strong that it is frightening, so even if she does not call out her body, she still has unmatched combat power.

Lu Chan reminded in a low voice: "Xiao Hanye, Nan He, you can end the battle as soon as possible, and I will end it within 30 seconds."

"Understood"

Hearing Lu Chan's order, Xiao Hanye, who had already driven Huangquan Death Wheel to a desperate situation, suddenly stopped his movements and took a few steps back.

Then, she held the hilt of Princess Leiyue's knife in her left hand, and pierced the blade into her spirit embryo.

Miss Nan He no longer manipulated the flying sword, she pulled the pure white umbrella sword into several sword flowers, and stabbed it into her body peacefully.

"Princess Thunder Moon: Lightning Returns to Sheath"

"Singing in the Rain: Narcissus Returning to its Sheath"

in the dark...

Xiao Hanye's long cyan curly hair spread out, and countless green lightning bolts gradually appeared on her face.

The skin all over her body cracked blue arcs.

Her uniform also gradually transformed into a gorgeous and elegant pure white wedding dress, and the wedding dress was also covered with green arcs one after another, both violent and elegant.

Followed by.

Miss Nan He's buttocks actually grew seven tails made of water; like a peacock opening its tail, and like the petals of a narcissus, a shield inlaid with water flowers bloomed on each side.

She complained softly: "The rules of this forbidden zone are really troublesome."

"Even Guisheath has to control the aura and not let it out, it's really speechless"

Returning to the sheath: It is the ultimate ultimate move of a craftsman who transforms into a spiritual weapon, merges with the spiritual weapon, transforms the body into a spiritual weapon, and bursts out with all his strength!

If the enemy is not dealt with within the time of returning to the sheath, their aura will also be exhausted and they will become unarmed mortals.

At last……

Lu Chan flicked his purple hair.

She also pointed the blade of the storm sword at her chest.

If it weren't for the vision of everyone present being swallowed by darkness, she would absolutely not be able to use this trick in front of anyone.

In the next second, there was a "呲", and the blade of the Storm Sword pierced into her body.

The strange thing is that the Storm Sword didn't stab at his own spiritual embryo, but turned around and stabbed into Lu Chan's body... That scary black hole-like spiritual embryo blooming with purple streams! !

This is the divine embryo of Wangchuan! ! ! ! ! ! ! !

Lu Chan said softly in an inaudible voice: "Storm Sword"

"Forget the river and return to the sheath"

"Wow~~~~~~"

In an instant, strands of purple streams flowed out from Lu Chan's small mouth, eyes, nose, belly button, and there.