Bai Feng saw that Su Chen took out another magic weapon. Although he was puzzled, he was not greedy because he had confidence in his own strength.

The huge waves seem ordinary, but they contain ten powerful water spiritual powers. Ordinary magic weapons can't withstand the impact of water spiritual power at all. They are damaged in the slightest, and shattered in the worst.

The next scene made him stare sharply. That huge wave containing very powerful water spiritual power, hit the space magic weapon, and disappeared silently.

Su Chen's magic weapon unexpectedly took another move. The huge wave just now contained 30% of his water spiritual power, and ordinary middle-grade profound tools could not withstand the impact of the huge wave just now.

Bai Feng felt unbelievable, and Su Chen's two magic weapons easily accepted his two tricks.

If there is a magic weapon in Su Chen's body, and then take another move, then this discussion will lose its meaning, and he will be picked up by Su Chen for two consecutive attacks. Even if he defeated Su Chen later, he actually lost.

The current result was obviously something that Bai Feng hadn't expected. He stared at Su Chen for a long time, and he was suspicious in his heart.

He has already learned the identity of Su Chen, but as far as he knows, Su Chen is a disciple of the real spirit medicine, and he is not taken seriously in the Ziyun Sect.

Although the real spirit medicine treats him very differently, he has only been out for him twice, and has never heard of any powerful magic weapon given to him.

But now the two magic weapons on Su Chen's body are clearly not low-level. According to his observation, the levels of these two magic weapons are at least high-grade profound tools.

It's even possible to get close to the Supreme Profound Tool!

However, is it really possible for Ziyun Sect to hand over the best artifact to Su Chen?

Bai Feng is not sure. Based on the results of the discussions with other people, although those people have some powerful magic weapons, the highest level is only close to the high-grade profound tools.

If Ziyun Sect really had the best profound weapon, he would definitely bestow it on his most respected disciple, and his previous opponents, both talent and strength, were much stronger than Su Chen.

Baifeng believes. The Sect Master of Ziyun Sect would not be so stupid to hand over these two such precious magic weapons to an unremarkable disciple.

Are these two magic weapons of Su Chen's life-saving magic weapons given to him by his family?

Seeing Bai Feng's delay in attacking, Su Chen twitched his lips and took back the picture of the mountain and rivers.

Xuan Ming Dao sensed the breath of Bai Feng and was extremely excited. Without Su Chen's urging at all, Xuan Ming Dao automatically screamed sharply. The faint red on the blade seems to reveal a chilling suffocation!

Su Chen looked down at the Broken Knife in his hand. This was the second time he was so excited to see Broken Knife, and the first time he had encountered the pure-sun snake demon.

He had always been surprised that the Xuanming Blade was so sharp, but every time he used it, he felt that the Xuanming Blade seemed to have no fighting spirit.

Su Chen changed his mind the last time he encountered that pure-sun monster beast. It was not that Broken Blade had no fighting spirit, but his enemies couldn't arouse Broken Blade's fighting spirit.

Now that he encountered Baifeng, Dao Dao became excited again. It also confirmed Su Chen's guess.

Su Chen smiled, and gently rubbed the handle of the knife with his fingers, and he really felt the emotion of breaking the knife.

Broken Blade seemed to have felt Su Chen's thoughts, and he was even more excited, and he did not move fiercely in Su Chen's hands.

Su Chen felt that the distance between Broken Sword and him was closer, and a clear outline of Broken Sword appeared in the sea of ​​consciousness. One person with one sword unexpectedly entered the realm of one person with one sword at this time.

Bai Feng noticed that the broken knife in Su Chen's hand was unusual, his eyes fixed on the blade, and he didn't give up a burst of coldness in his heart. For the first time, he felt the suffocating murderous aura on a magic weapon, just like being in a fairy demon. The battlefield is surrounded by endless killings.

At this moment, he unexpectedly felt that he could not let Su Chen take the initiative to attack, otherwise he might not be able to take the knife, so he threw away other thoughts and merged his palms. The fingers flew quickly, forming a series of seals, and suddenly there was a howling wind in the air.

Su Chen's robe was blown by the gust of wind. In the blink of an eye, he seemed to have come to another space, here was the sky full of yellow sand. The wind howled, the cold wind was biting, and he was walking hard in the wind.

At the moment the scene changed, Su Chen subconsciously squeezed the Xuan Ming Sword, and as the blade screamed, Su Chen closed his eyes directly.

Ling Xiaozi couldn't bear it and said: "How can I give the opponent a chance to attack? With such a big difference in strength, it seems that he is about to lose."

Ming Xiaozi shook his head and said: "The final result is still unknown. I have always felt that this kid has mediocre aptitude, and I didn't expect to have some talent."

Ling Xiaozi wondered: "What do you say? You should have felt that Bai Feng's move contains extremely strong barrier power, and Su Chen is not his opponent."

Ming Xiaozi said: "Let's just wait and see the changes. Is winning or losing still so important nowadays?"

""Ling Xiaozi opened his mouth but had nothing to say. Ming Xiaozi is right, winning or losing is no longer important at this time.

What if Su Chen loses?

Didn't all the ten talented disciples of Ziyun Sect lose to Bai Feng?

And what about Su Chen's victory?

The gap between them and the Heavenly Heart Sword Sect is still that big.

Although they didn't want to admit it, they didn't finally accept the reality until they witnessed Bai Feng easily defeating the disciple.

The fighting spirit in Ling Xiaozi's heart disappeared instantly, and the gap between them and the Tianxin Sword Sect was so big. Just a white wind can suppress all the disciples in the resource, what are they fighting for? What to take?

Ming Xiaozi suddenly uttered a low whisper, and Ling Xiaozi subconsciously followed the prestige, only to see Su Chen holding the broken knife in his hand and swinging it twice in the air at random. The howling raging wind froze in an instant. .

This shocked not only Ling Xiaozi and Ming Xiaozi, but also the white wind opposite Su Chen. He never expected that Su Chen would be able to break through his gale enchantment abruptly.

Realizing that Su Chen was about to break out of the realm, he subconsciously urged his spiritual power, and the stagnant gust of wind once again issued a wild roar.

Su Chen seemed to press a mountain on his body, and the spiritual power in his body was suppressed. It seemed that he was about to be trapped by the enchantment again. At this time, the Xuan Ming Dao suddenly broke free from his palm, swish swish, swung three swords in the air. !

"call!"

"Boom boom!"

The violent Feng Yuanli was instantly split by Broken Blade and scattered. Su Chen opened his eyes instantly, tapped his feet, and his body was forced to the front of Bai Feng like a phantom, making three moves in a row.

By the time of the third move, Su Chen had recalled the broken knife, and the blade lightly swiped in the air, bringing up a blood-red light.