Tianting Garbage Recycling King

Chapter 127

If he didn't have a long sword in his hand, the old Taoist would look like an old man in his dying years. It was a bit funny to say such a thing.

But with a sword in his hand, the robe and gray beard of the old Taoist priest Yun Xiao seemed to be fluttering in the wind.

Fan Denglong has never seen any legendary internal masters, just looking at Yun Xiao's movements, he feels unpredictable.

At least he couldn't do the special effect of windless automatic, with a dignified expression, knowing that the old man in front of him was more difficult than the previous four.

The spear slowly floated up, probably feeling the master's fighting spirit, and it kept spinning around Fan Denglong.

"Good baby," the old Taoist looked at the spear, his eyes couldn't help being greedy.

The young man in front of him didn't have any internal strength at all, so there was no way to talk about the skills of using internal strength to control the sword.The only thing that can be explained is that this spear has an extraordinary origin.It is very likely that it was cast by a certain gun master in ancient times, and it was continuously nourished by internal force, making it produce a trace of spirituality.

This is an absolute good thing, you must get it.

When anyone saw the spear in Fan Denglong's hand, they would have such a common thought.

You are a mere mortal, what qualifications do you have to possess such divine weapons?
The sword shot out from the old Taoist priest's hand, and he stood still.

A stream of transparent gas was wrapped around the sword, and when he was about to reach Fan Denglong's body, the hair on his body leaned back directly.

"This," Fan Denglong felt astonished, it's amazing.

With a light swing of the spear, it was in front of Fan Denglong, blocking the old Taoist's long sword.

Two reticles appear on both weapons.

The old Taoist's long sword continued unabated. He himself made a strange movement on the spot, and then moved his hands forward.

The strength of the long sword's attack seemed to be stronger, and the long spear seemed to be overwhelmed, and it was pushed back a bit.

Fan Denglong's heart twitched suddenly, the spear was the capital he dared to fight these people.If he couldn't even resist the activated spear, then he would be a little weak today.

He was unwilling, so he gritted his teeth, took out a flat peach from the ring, and gnawed on it.

"At this time, I still have the mood to eat peaches. I really don't know how to live or die."

The four Taoist priests who were watching the battle couldn't help but have such an idea, and even the old Taoist priests couldn't help but look sideways at it.

Immediately afterwards, a wave of anger rose, "Don't you know that this is a time of life and death? You still dare to eat peaches." The old Taoist felt that he was underestimated, so he couldn't help being angry, and mobilized the internal force in his body to input it into the long sword again .

The spear let out a painful cry, and it couldn't stop it.

Although it is a magic weapon, the strength of the person who holds it is too weak, and the aura is not enough at all, and even one-thousandth of its strength cannot be exerted.

If the spear could speak at this time, it would definitely complain that it had followed the wrong master.

Seeing this scene, Fan Denglong's heart tightened. He swallowed the peach almost like a gulp. He held the spear with both hands, and the spiritual energy was sent again. The spear slowly regained its resistance and turned around in the air.

Like a human kick, the old Taoist's long sword was knocked and flew out.

This is the power of aura?

Fan Denglong was overjoyed, and grabbed a handful of grapes from the ring and put them in his mouth. He didn't even have time to chew, and swallowed them directly.

One after another, the aura was continuously sent to the spear.

Slowly, the spear emitted a strong light, and also made a sound like a dragon chant.

Looking at it at this time, it seems that the spear is much more flexible than before.

He took the initiative to attack the long sword.

This time, even with the blessing of internal force on the long sword, it was useless.

The long spear, which was not a mortal material itself, hit the long sword, and the long sword immediately hummed.

The old Taoist priest seemed to be locked in an iron bell and was knocked hard, his face changed from blue to white.

He is still insisting on inputting internal force, but the difference between a long sword and a spear is too great.

Unable to withstand a few impacts, the corners of his mouth overflowed with blood.

"Hurry up and give me a helping hand," the old Taoist shouted at the four stunned juniors next to him.

This time, those four people came back to their senses as if they had just woken up from a dream. They put their hands on the uncle's back, and a stream of pure internal force was continuously sent to them.

The body shield of the long sword became a little stronger, and finally it was able to barely withstand the attack of the long spear.

But even so, every time the spear hits, the old Taoist figure will shake a few times.

This long sword is controlled by his internal force, when he is attacked, he himself will bear a certain force.

Every attack from the spear was like a thunderbolt. The old Taoist suffered a few hard blows. Even if he had the internal strength to protect his heart veins, he still suffered serious internal injuries.

But this is already the case, the old Taoist knows that there is no room for turning back, only to fight until the other party can't support it first.

He Yunxiao was six years old like the Tianshan Dapai, and he has been practicing for more than [-] years, and his internal strength is naturally incomparable.

On the other hand, the opponent, being able to drive the spear must be due to eating those fruits.

Okay, then I'll take a gamble and see how many fruits you have left.

It was because of this aura that the old Taoist did not choose to escape.

Although he was a little surprised, how could this young man carry so many fruits, but he didn't think about other aspects.

The legend of the immortal is a legend after all. When the artifacts of the immortal family are placed in front of them, some people may not think of them.

It's not that he doesn't know gold inlaid with jade, but subconsciously, he only regards the legend as something made up by people, and won't take it seriously at all.

Otherwise, after living in the world for half a hundred years, why have I never heard of someone ascending to immortality during the day?

The ancient martial arts sect who has been groping forward in martial arts has always believed that innateness is the end of martial arts. How much effort have warriors put in for countless years to climb the highest peak?

But the final cruel result told them that the day after tomorrow is already a distant dream for countless people.As for Xiantian, they are all the darlings of heaven and earth, and it is not an exaggeration to say that they are people of destiny.

But even a congenital master, in the end, only has a lifespan of more than 100 years.

Immortality is wonderful, but who in the world can achieve it?
Who would believe the unreachable things in front of them all of a sudden?

"Hehe, do you think it's enough if there are more people?" Seeing that the long gun had the upper hand, the old Taoist couldn't help him for a while, so Fan Denglong stopped eating fruit, and took the sniper rifle that belonged to the killer from the ring come out.

"You all go to hell with me," Fan Denglong aimed at the young Taoist priest with a ferocious look on the corner of his mouth.

(End of this chapter)