Because you are afraid of pain, start the game with full defense

But if the gold gas is stimulated from the weapon, it will weaken the durability of the weapon itself.

This is why these weapons are basically made of metal.

As for stone swords or wooden swords, they are basically used to cast spells.

The sword qi among the demon masters, or the founder of the sword cultivator lineage, is Duan Yuemang's father, Duan Fengxi.

Of course, sword cultivators don't have to use swords, knives, guns, sticks, or even firearms are all acceptable.

The sky-slashing and sword-drawing technique that Duan Yuemang learned from his father is astonishingly powerful.

But the consumption of spiritual power and the loss of weapons are equally astonishing.

Duan Yuemang does not lack spiritual power, but the sword on his back has been used for some time.

Although it is to stimulate the golden energy in the weapon, it is not possible to release the sword energy by just picking up an iron rod.

The runes on the magic weapon are like the rifling of a gun, without their guidance, the weapon is likely to explode directly.

As for the weaker demon extermination masters, such as Lu Xueying, they can only restrain the golden energy in their weapons.

Slash Weird directly with a weapon, or deal damage to Weird with the insignificant golden energy in the bullet.

Ye Feng frowned slightly when he heard this, and said, "Then just relying on the two of us, even if we catch up to each other, I'm afraid we can't help them."

"Haihui Temple, don't force yourself."

He has a clear understanding of his own strength, although Zhanhundao has been repaired.

But with his baleful aura, he can only hurt SS-level weirdos at most, but he can't kill him.

Duan Yuemang's sword energy is much stronger, but it's okay if he can't hit it.

Mo Han should have been responsible for the SS-level weirdness.

He has fulfilled his duties and found the other party, Mo Han is useless.

The headquarters couldn't blame them anyway.

Duan Yuemang was silent for a while and said, "I still have to cut my eyes off."

"Are you sure you want to use it?"

Ye Feng still has a deep impression of the way the opponent's eyeballs burst.

Duan Yuemang said angrily: "I have already exercised, and nothing like last time will happen again."

Ye Feng thought for a while and said, "Actually, it doesn't have to be cut off."

"The biggest problem with your sword energy is that you can't hit it, so as long as I step forward and hug the opponent, will you be able to hit it?"

Duan Yuemang's eyes widened: "Are you serious?"

"Any questions?"

"Aren't you afraid to cut in half with the other party?"

Ye Feng said disapprovingly: "You must have underestimated the defensive power of the Shensha lineage."

"I think you underestimated the attack power of the sword cultivator."

"That Mo Han was instantly killed with a single punch, what's there to boast about the defensive power of the Shensha lineage?"

Are you starting a fight?
Ye Feng really wanted to say that, but he changed his words: "I am special."

Duan Yuemang thought for a while and said, "Let me just believe that you can resist this sword."

"But how do you know that the other party can't take you away?"

"That Zhou Ke wears black gold shackles on his hands, and the other party can still take them away."

"Your soul-slaying knife and evil spirit may not be useful either, right?"

Ye Feng said lightly: "The mountain people have their own tricks."

"Okay, then do as you say."

After a while, the two caught up with each other again.

Zhou Ke changed a place and was stuck on it.

Probably because his previous injuries were healed by Mo Han, Zhuzhao started to insert black spikes on him again.

One after another, neither fast nor slow.

Ye Feng immediately found a place to put Duan Yuemang down, making sure that her sword energy could hit the opponent.

He himself turned on the blue flag to accelerate and rushed towards the opponent.

The other party did not respond to this, probably because it did not see the other party as a threat.

It may also be that Ye Feng did not hinder its execution.

Ye Feng thought to himself, calm down!
He rushed directly behind Zhuzhao and hugged it.

Zhou Ke immediately froze: "Brother, what are you doing?"

Ye Feng felt the wonderful touch of the candlelight, curled his lips and said, "What's the matter with you?"

Seeing that Ye Feng really successfully hugged him, the corner of Duan Yuemang's mouth twitched, but he still slashed out with his sword.

Although she tried her best to avoid Ye Feng's position, she couldn't guarantee that the sword would not hit him.

The speed of the sword energy was so fast that darkness appeared around the candle.

It's now!

Ye Feng immediately activated the glow of the seven-color deer.

Even though this faint light was swallowed up by the thick darkness in an instant, its effect still existed.

Such a short distance, even if it is as strong as an SS-level weirdness, it should be affected to a certain extent.

But this influence can only affect it for less than a moment.

So Ye Feng hooked his fingers again, and the sky silk stretched instantly.

What he wants to pull is naturally not Zhuzhao, but Zhou Ke.

Before Ye Feng came over, he deliberately circled around a pillar.

With such a pull, Zhou Ke, who was nailed to the wall, was pulled instantly and flew out of the darkness.

If the black spikes on his body hadn't melted into the darkness, such a pull would have killed him.

Seeing that Zhou Ke was out of the range of darkness and couldn't be taken away by himself, Zhuzhao had to stop the teleportation.

It's a long story, but it actually happened in an instant.

Then the sword energy pierced the darkness.

Before the sword qi approached, Ye Feng felt the sharpness.

Although he was confident in his defense, he had no doubt that he would be cut in half by a single sword.

After all, no matter how high his defensive power is, it can't be compared with SS-level weirdness, right?
But his expression is still very calm.

Darkness is also a shadow, and before the darkness dissipated, he activated Concealment without hesitation.

Although the next moment, he was forced out of the shadows.

But after all, he didn't directly take damage from the sword energy.

Zhuzhao's body was cut in half in an instant.

Ye Feng also took out the Soul Slashing Knife and made another cut.

"Ding! The host successfully dealt 2500 points of damage to the weak SS-level strange candle, and gained 7 attribute points!"

Ye Feng was stunned for a moment: Why is the weak SS level weird?
In the next moment, the candle that had been cut in half shone brightly.

The darkness on it instantly dissipated, revealing a dazzling body.

But it was a little different from the previous situation. Its severed body emitted light crazily, as if it had leaked.

"Ding! The host received 4500 points of damage from SS-level strange candlelight, and gained 21 attribute points!"

Ye Feng closed his eyes, withdrew and retreated quickly, thinking to himself: So this is the SS rank.

At this moment, Zhu Zhao's upper body instantly caught up with him and punched him.

"Ding! The host received 12000 points of damage from SS-level strange candlelight, and gained 67 attribute points!"

Ye Feng snorted, and slashed away with his backhand, but he was lonely.

At the same time, Zhu Zhao's lower body seemed to lose control and fell straight to the ground.