These weapons placed on the shelves have been dusted.

Zhang Xuan's hand* On these weapons, for a warrior, they saw the weapons as if they were watching the groups of cute children. At this moment, these cute children will become the savior of this world! Zhang Xuan grabbed the blue jade sword with his hand, but when Zhang Xuan was about to pull out the sword, he suddenly felt a force of gravity coming from the sword, and this weight could not be allowed to Zhang Xuan pick up the sword.

Zhang Xuan's heart sank instantly.

"I have no resources to capture troops!"

Zhang Xuan grabbed other ancestral soldiers, not only Lan Yujian, but he could not pick up all the weapons here. These weapons were like they were fixed there, and no matter how hard Zhang Xuan used, he could not move at all.

Zhang Xuan found the ancestor's army, but could not take it away at all.

"I have no capital to capture soldiers, where does this capital to capture soldiers come from!"

Zhang Xuan was extremely irritated. He was clearly in front of him, but he was stuck here and he had no idea.

"Old man Lu, you ask me to eliminate the demons in my heart and put me in the position of this savior, but what should I do next!"

When Zhang Xuan faced these ancestral weapons, he kept murmuring, he was talking to himself and asking himself.

Zhang Xuan became a little anxious, he began to worry, and he was eager to rush back to the battlefield.

"What!"

Zhang Xuan's face changed sharply, his pupils widened, and the life sickle on his back suddenly increased its weight. The sickle was heavier than a mountain, which made Zhang Xuan kneel on one knee, endured the weight behind him and supported him tightly. His body began to tremble because of this weight, and sweat flowed down Zhang Xuan's cheeks.

The life sickle pressed down on her body, making Zhang Xuan unable to move.

He can't even remove the scythe now.

"What's going on, what's going on, why everything has changed, why!"

Zhang Xuan was roaring inside.

"Old man Lu, I have obviously eliminated all my inner demons, why did I create these things to make things difficult for me!"

Sweat wet Zhang Xuan's back. Zhang Xuan was tightly locked in his teeth. He wanted to remove the life sickle, but he could not do it at all.

"It seems that you can't move like this."

A joking voice rang out.

Zhang Xuan turned around suddenly and saw two figures standing at the entrance of the arsenal, one man and one woman, both looking young.

There is a marking symbol on this man and a woman, which makes Zhang Xuan understand instantly where these two people come from.

"Holy Temple."

Zhang Xuan gritted his teeth and squeezed out these three words.

"I was surnamed Zhang. I originally wanted to see how strong you have, but now it seems that I can't see it."

The man looked at Zhang Xuan who was half kneeling on the ground and sneered.

And the woman spoke: "Senior brother, be careful, there is a strange energy here."

The man looked disdainful, "Just in this backward place, where can weirdness be weird?

Just a group of barbarians.”

The man walked into the cave casually, came to Zhang Xuan, looked at Zhang Xuan condescendingly, and said, "What's wrong? The surname of Zhang, do you give such a great gift to meet the future Lord of the Heroic Palace?"

Zhang Xuan's body trembled, and the weight applied by the life sickle was getting bigger and bigger.

The man stretched out a hand and placed it on Zhang Xuan's forehead, as if he was giving Zhang Xuan some kind of gift, "Where is the Yingling Order of the surname Zhang?"

Zhang Xuan did not give any answer.

"presumptuous!"

The man suddenly waved his arm and slapped Zhang Xuan on the face. The crisp sound sounded in the arsenal, which was particularly harsh.

"If I ask you, you will answer, do you understand?"

The male stares at Zhang Xuan.

"Senior brother, why not chop his limbs first."

The woman walked up, stared at Zhang Xuan, and scolded, "You dare to be disrespectful to the Lord of the Heroic Spirit Palace. Zhang Xuan, you deserve to be guilty!"

Zhang Xuan could feel the pain on his face, and even a hot feeling came clearly from Zhang Xuan's face.

The male squatted down and looked at Zhang Xuan, "Ask you again, where is the Heroic Spirit Order?"

Zhang Xuan took a deep breath, and he wanted to take off the life sickle behind him.

"say!"

"Bang!"

This time, the woman stepped forward and slapped Zhang Xuan in the face.

"If I were you, I wouldn't have caused any humiliation."

The man smiled slightly, "Look at what you are now, it is as ridiculous as a dog in front of us. You are here to find the ancestor soldiers, but you are pressed under the ancestor soldiers and unable to move. This is really ridiculous."

A short blade flashed in the female hand, and a short blade appeared in the female hand. She shook the short blade in her hand and placed it on Zhang Xuan's shoulder. Then the female short blade gently stroked, and a hole appeared in the clothes on Zhang Xuan's shoulder, and blood flowed down from Zhang Xuan's shoulder.

"Tsk tsk tsk, this is the so-called lamb to be slaughtered, right?"

The man looked at Zhang Xuan, "Sir, tell me, where is the Yingling Order? If I am in a good mood, I can spare your life so that you can continue to survive."

The short blade in the woman's hand stroked again, and another blood mark was drawn on Zhang Xuan's shoulder.

"The mouth is pretty hard."

The woman spoke, then pierced the short blade on Zhang Xuan's shoulder and rotated it hard.

With the rotation of the short blade, blood was left in large quantities from Zhang Xuan's shoulder.

"Um?"

The woman frowned, "Don't make a sound?"

When a woman's mind moved, the short blade stuck in Zhang Xuan's shoulder hole suddenly became longer and directly passed on Zhang Xuan's shoulder hole.

"Speak out!"

The woman waved her arms and slapped Zhang Xuan in the face again.

"I'll let you speak! Speak! Speak! Do you understand! Speak!"

The female arm was waving continuously, and the slaps fell on Zhang Xuan's face one by one, and the crisp sound kept ringing.

The woman's expression gradually became crazy, and the strength in her hands continued to increase. You can see that there was already a light on her palm, and the slap she pulled out was already filled with a gaze.

"I'm a hell, let you speak out!"

The woman kicked Zhang Xuan in the chest.

Because of the existence of the life sickle, Zhang Xuan himself did not move at all, which also caused him to suffer a greater impact, and his body had no place to relieve his strength.

"puff!"

A mouthful of blood spurted out of Zhang Xuan's mouth.

"Junior sister, okay."

The man raised his hand and stopped the female's movements.

The woman was originally crazy, but because of this man's words, she instantly became gentle, like a well-behaved sheep, standing behind the man.

"After saying that, it is also Lu Yan's successor. It may be a bit unworthy of Lu Yan's face when humiliating him like this."

The man smiled slightly, "Zhang Xuan, if you don't want to continue to embarrass your master, just tell me the whereabouts of the Hero Spirit Order, so that everyone can have a good time, right?"

Zhang Xuan, who had never spoken out, said the first sentence he said after seeing the men and women in the Heroic Spirit Hall.
Chapter completed!