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Chapter nine hundred and thirty seventh magic weapon more

With one finger, the enemy was killed, and everyone was silent, and everyone was shocked.

Li Yungeng is very strong. With such swordsmanship, the people around him dare to say that he can take the next move, but he dare to say that he can take the rain, snow and Dahan three swords, probably less than ten people.

If such a person does not use the Taoist fruit, he will definitely be the most powerful competitor in the future, one of the top combat powers of the Hunyuan Emperor. But even such a person was not taken seriously by Chen Weiming and was killed with a single point of guidance. How strong is this person?

Although the name of the destiny of the Heavenly Destiny has been known for its reputation, because Chen Weiming has always dominated all his behaviors with the intention of registering, so apart from those things that he had to do, he committed very few things. So much so that people all over the world know his name, but most of them do not know how capable he is.

Today, he officially announced to the world what kind of person he was. Those who had his intelligence were also confused at this time. After all, in the previous information, Chen Weiming did not have the skills of today.

Could it be that he has been deliberately hiding his true abilities before?

Such speculation is even more surprising, but it seems to be so.

At the Feibao Pavilion, Jue Wufeng held his breath and even felt confused. He finally understood the intention of Baidi's advice, not because Chen Weiming and Ji Hanyan wanted to protect him, but because he wanted to protect himself. One finger could kill Li Yungeng, and naturally he could also kill himself with one finger.

Such magical powers as space transfer, combined with this person's skills, are simply unpredictable.

Ji Hanyan looked excited and could not control her. If Baidi had not taught her, she would have been anxious to see Chen Weiming having any disadvantages but not benefits at this time, so she would really wish she could not cheer.

Bai Zhaojue smiled slightly: "It's very interesting...this power."

Inside Pangu axe body seal.

Chen Pan shook his head and sighed: "You just don't think too much about it. You shouldn't fight like this. Anyway, you are sure to win. You should pretend to be difficult to solve and fight for two hours before killing him. In this way, many people can feel that they have a chance."

"Defeat you is not only the benefit of wealth, but also the benefit of reputation, and you can even get benefits from the Buddha's realm and the heavenly kingdom. Why not do it? Not to mention billions of immortal crystals, even hundreds of billions of immortal crystals will be no difficulty. The great wealth will be lost by your fingers."

Chen Weiming refused to comment and just said lightly: "I like this feeling!"

After so many years, he has been accustomed to analyzing the opponent's strengths and weaknesses through protracted battles, using the eyes of breaking the delusion and keeping the truth, and then using many supernatural powers to attack his weaknesses to win.

But this time, he achieved victory in a crushing way with his supernatural powers and strength, which gave him an indescribable pleasure.

The most famous ancient strong men are Wuji and Sanqi Sword. The three-foot sword is made of magical powers and various means that make people unable to defend against. Wuji is the unity of all things, with only one punch that makes people unable to defend against.

He was like a three-foot sword, but today he found that he fell in love with Wuji's fighting style.

Having arrived like this, I was not in a hurry to leave. Chen Weiming simply activated the Earth Dao pattern to build a stone mount up to 1,000 meters high in Changhai City.

He flew up and sat on the top, looking down at the bottom like an emperor. Although the monks around him were watching in the air, somehow he felt like he wanted to look up at him.

"It's too arrogant!" Someone was indignant.

Some people were also furious: "Did he regard himself as Tianyan Daozun?"

Once upon a time, only Tianyan Daozun was so rampant, no matter how many potential enemies were around him, they were considered nothing.

Under humiliation, there are brave men. Soon, Emperor Hunyuan or outstanding disciples from all major forces came over and suppressed a lot of money to challenge them one by one.

Chen Weiming defeated the challengers one by one with a calm attitude. Faced with the collapse of the power of the world and the order, no one could last for more than a quarter of an hour.

In Chen Pan's words, this is a means of half-way level, which is a level that God may not necessarily reach. The methods of fighting are qualitatively different. Without the help of powerful treasures, Emperor Hunyuan would not be able to compete with Chen Weiming.

As a challenger lost, the previous doubts and the voices of anger slowly lowered, more of amazement, even reminding people of the former Tianyan Daozun.

According to legend, on the day when Tianyan Daozun achieved the ultimate Taoism, hundreds of powerful people from half the Tao came to disturb him. He killed half the Taoist monks in the void and promoted to the extreme Taoist.

It seemed that just now, the destined person sat on the platform waiting for a challenge, looking down at all monks of the same realm in a kingly manner.

Day by day, no one even paid attention to the Daoguo auction. Until January later, a challenger who felt promising was finally welcomed.

He was wearing a brocade dress, with only purple and golden colors, which seemed to symbolize his noble identity. His sword eyebrows and starry eyes were extraordinary, and he knew that he was not an ordinary family at first glance.

As the conversation started around, Chen Weiming knew the identity of the visitor at once and smiled slightly: "The Central Emperor Han Hub disciple? Why are you the only one here? What about the other two?"

The visitor was the disciple of Hankun who had already issued a war letter. Now the young master of the Central Heavenly Court. Hankun has no son, and it is a Taoist pattern for cultivating the earth, so this person is also called Prince Huangtian.

Prince Huang Tian said slowly: "There is only one list given by the Judgment Heaven Palace, so there is only one person among us who has a chance. Whoever defeats you will be able to attain enlightenment and directly enter the holy land of cultivation. It's a bit strange, and I have sent them back."

"If you defeat me, it is equivalent to defeating them. If I defeat you, it will be meaningless whether they come or not."

It turned out that there was this purpose. Chen Weiming suddenly realized that it was no wonder that these three people suddenly called for the battle. It turned out that it was not just to attack his arrogance, but also to this purpose.

It is really beneficial to have too much power. Just make a little noise and achieve their desired goal.

The peers challenged each other, and with the attitude of observing Li Qinglian, even if these people died, they would not be harmed.

"I don't like looking up at others. If you don't get down by yourself, I'll have to let you roll down."

As soon as he finished speaking, Prince Huang Tian’s eyes shone brightly, and rays of light flew out of his body.

There were swords, shields, tripods, mirrors, fans... and counted them one by one, and there were a total of fifteen pieces. When everyone saw them, they exclaimed that each of these treasures was powerful and terrifying, and they were all treasures.

Although they are all acquired treasures, they are also treasures. I am afraid that only the disciples of the Central Emperor Hankun can receive such treatment.

"There are too many magic weapons, please don't mind!" Prince Huang Tian looked proud: "I think there is no regulation that you are not allowed to use magic weapons, right?"

"Of course!" Chen Weiming couldn't help laughing and repeated it.
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