"What?" The young man was obviously from a rich family and had been spoiled by his family. When had he ever been insulted like this? He was so angry that he was shaking all over. He no longer talked nonsense with Xiao Pang. He stretched out his finger, and the strange silver flying sword in his hand instantly turned into a stream of light and slashed at Xiao Pang.
Xiao Pang was naturally not afraid of him, and the Golden Eagle Sword also drew a golden sword light to meet him. The two men then commanded their flying swords to start a battle.
The golden and silver sword qi spread all over the backyard of Qingfeng Temple. The old trees, flowers, stone tables, pavilions and other objects in the yard were in trouble and were all smashed to pieces. Seeing this scene, Xiaopang, the master of the temple, felt distressed.
I thought, we can't continue fighting here. If we continue fighting, my Qingfeng Temple will be torn down. Thinking of this, Xiaopang quickly jumped up, set up his flying sword and ran out, shouting, "White monkey, if you have the guts, let's fight outside!"
"Do you think I'm afraid of you?" The young man chased after him without showing any weakness. At the same time, he yelled at him from behind, "Fatty, if you have the guts, don't run. I'm going to cut off all that fat on your body and make oil from it!"
"You son of a bitch!" Xiaopang cursed back angrily, "I'm going to skin you alive and tear out your tendons!"
"Tsk, you're the only one? I'll send you to hell first!" the young man cursed. He had been chasing for a while and found that his flying sword was not much faster than Xiao Pang's, so it was really hard to catch up for a while, so he simply took out a giant crossbow.
This giant crossbow is really huge. The bow body is more than four feet long, and the three-inch square crossbow arm is also more than three feet long. It is completely black and engraved with countless special talismans. A faint evil spirit faintly reveals it. It is clearly a special magic weapon made of some unknown metal.
After the young man took out the giant crossbow, he gently tapped a certain part of the side of the crossbow arm, inputting a special spiritual energy, and then saw the crossbow bow automatically opened quickly and strung. At the same time, a specially refined black iron arrow also automatically popped out from the crossbow arm and placed on the bowstring.
The entire process of drawing the bow and loading the arrow on the giant crossbow was completely automatic, and the time was so fast that it seemed like a fleeting moment. In the blink of an eye, the young man was ready to fire. He casually locked onto the back of the fat man with his spiritual sense, and then, with a cold snort, he pulled the trigger of the giant crossbow. The next moment, a black light caught up with the fat man like lightning and shot straight at his back.
When the young man took out the giant crossbow, Xiaopang felt the murderous aura behind him. He was startled and hurriedly looked back, just in time to see the moment when the other party shot the crossbow arrow.
The black light shot out by the opponent was too fast. Although Xiaopang saw it, he had no time to dodge it. In desperation, Xiaopang had to summon his life-saving magic weapon, the Black Iron Bell.
The good thing about this natal magic weapon is that it takes almost no time to use. As soon as you think about it, the big iron bell appears out of thin air and loyally guards Xiaopang behind him.
The young man saw a flash of black light, and the black iron arrow that was originally shot at Xiaopang was blocked by a large iron bell that suddenly appeared.
However, although Xiaopang's big iron bell blocked the opponent's fatal arrow, the black iron arrow shot from the giant crossbow was too powerful. After hitting the big iron bell, it immediately made a loud noise and burst out countless sparks.
Xiaopang felt as if his life treasure was hit by a mountain. Since Xiaopang and his life treasure were connected in mind and spirit, a huge recoil force was transmitted from the big iron bell to Xiaopang's consciousness. Although this force had become very small after being absorbed by the big iron bell, it still shocked him so much that his eyes went black and his mouth tasted bitter. Fortunately, his current physical condition and spiritual strength were far superior to those of ordinary people, otherwise, he would have vomited blood on the spot.
Xiao Pang never expected that the opponent's attack on the big iron bell could shake him like this, and he was immediately shocked. He thought, what kind of magic weapon did that guy use? How can the power be so strong? If he shoots dozens of arrows at me, wouldn't the recoil force alone be enough to shake me to death?
In fact, what Xiao Pang didn't know was that when he was surprised, the young man opposite him was also so surprised that his eyes almost popped out of his head. You know, he used a magical crossbow that was driven by the power of a medium-grade spirit stone. The power of this attack was completely beyond that of an ordinary foundation-building cultivator. Not to mention a mid-level innate cultivator holding a black iron bell, even a high-level innate cultivator above the tenth heaven, if the level of the body-protecting magic weapon in his hand was not high enough, would end up dying miserably on the spot.
But now, a fat guy in the fifth level of the sky blocked the attack with a big bell made of the lowest-grade cultivation material, black iron. How is this possible? The young man widened his eyes and looked carefully at the bell in the fat guy's hand. Yes, it was made of black iron. Although it blocked the arrow, an ugly big hole was made in it. However, the arrow was finally blocked and did not penetrate.
Seeing this, the young man understood that it was relying on the thickness to block his attack. However, he immediately realized another problem, that is, the power of his attack was enough to penetrate two or three feet thick black iron material. In other words, the opponent's black iron clock must be at least three feet thick, plus this long height, my goodness, how much black iron does it take? At least hundreds of thousands of pounds, right?
The young man actually underestimated Xiaopang's family background. In the past few years, Xiaopang had put all the black iron he had obtained on his life-saving magic weapon, the big bronze bell. That was a solid Xuantian Mountain that was a hundred feet high! Since the density of black iron was very heavy, almost similar to gold, it weighed at least tens of millions of pounds. Not to mention that the young man had only shot one arrow, even if he shot ten arrows, he might not be able to penetrate the outer layer of black iron.
Besides, even if the black iron layer was broken through, what would it matter? There was a big copper bell inside that Xiaopang didn't even know how strong it was. Xiaopang estimated that even if a Jindan cultivator came, he would probably be unable to deal with it!
Just as the young man was shocked by Xiaopang's special black iron bell, Xiaopang finally recovered from his dizziness. At the same time, an uncontrollable anger and murderous intent rose up. He didn't want to make things too extreme. After all, it was just a quarrel, and he didn't need to take someone's life for it.
But now it's different. People don't mean to hurt tigers, but tigers hurt people intentionally? If it weren't for Xiaopang's quick reaction, I would have to die here today! Since you want to kill me, why should I show mercy?
Especially Xiaopang was worried that the other party would continue to shoot, and he didn't know how long he could hold on! For the sake of his own life, Xiaopang immediately decided to kill.
Once he made the decision, Xiaopang immediately put aside all his worries and took action. Without saying a word, he turned around and threw out a small golden ball.