C140 Medium grade magic tool

The two of them fought for more than ten rounds, when Liu Guowei pushed his hand and hit Chuandao Gui Er on the right shoulder, Gui Er staggered, and then kicked Liu Guowei on his stomach, causing the two of them to simultaneously take three steps back.

Liu Guowei seized the opportunity and with a rub of his hands, a burst of flames appeared in front of Gui Er.

With a miserable scream, the black fur on Kawashima's Gui Er's chest was burnt, and a fragrant smell of meat wafted out.

A Ninja floated to Gui Er's side and put out the flames with a wave of his hand. Gui Er had already fainted.

The Ninja waved his right hand and a Katana appeared in his palm. With a loud shout, it slashed towards Liu Guowei.

Liu Guowei raised his hand and a wave of flames shot toward the Ninja.

Ninja's figure suddenly disappeared and reappeared in front of Liu Guowei. Liu Guowei was so shocked that he anxiously dodged to the side, dodging the fatal blade attack. With both hands in the air, he brandished the meter-long flame.

It was a pity that the Ninja was too fast. Even after releasing a few flames, he was still unable to hit the target. In just a few short moments, he was already exhausted to the point of gasping for air.

Huang Puti let out a loud shout, raised the large blade in his hand and charged forward, replacing Liu Guowei. The big blade in his hand was called the Mystic Moon Saber. It was made from refined steel added with black iron and weighed thirty-six pounds. The blade was eighty centimeters long and the handle was thirty centimeters long.

Huang Puti's cultivation was at the early stages of the Earth Perfection Stage, about the same as Li Mushan's. It was an extremely powerful saber technique. Although the Ninja's movements were strange and his speed was extraordinary, he did not dare to take it head on. He could only rely on sneak attacks to tie with Huang Putian.

The biggest difference between the ancient martial warrior and a normal martial artist was the cultivation of Genuine Qi. All the ancient martial warrior s cultivated both inner and outer force, and their qi was long. Judging from the weight of this Mystic Moon Saber, ordinary people would not be able to move it at all.

Seeing Ninja's silhouette flicker and appear, Huang Puti immediately changed his routine. He no longer hacked ferociously. Instead, he changed his moves, jumping and jumping, and his blade techniques became nimble and agile.

After a full thirty rounds of battle, Ninja suddenly appeared beside Huang Putian, changed his attack into a stab, and pierced towards Huang Putian's right rib.

After fighting for half a day, Huang Putian had exhausted himself greatly. It was already too late for him to draw his saber and block. He twisted his body, the blade horizontally, and slashed towards Ninja's right arm.

Two groans sounded out at the same time, and fresh blood flowed out from Huang Putian's ribs. Clearly, his muscles had been pierced. The Ninja's right arm was also cut by the huge blade, causing both of them to be injured and retreat.

If that's all you have, don't even think about leaving here today.

Sun Jianhui was the Special Ability User, suitable for group attacks, and not suitable for such battles.

Sun Jianhui's weapon was a pair of short sticks. However, it could be seen that a rod with a clasp on one end could be combined into one long rod.

Sure enough, Sun Jianhui clasped his hands together and a more than two meter long rod appeared in his hands. Taking a few steps forward, he said, "Little bastard, don't be arrogant. If you have the ability, come and fight with me."

His figure flashed, a cold light flashed, and then, with a ding sound, a Ninja appeared in the air, fighting against Sun Jianhui.

Yue Yinping said in a low voice: "This man in black is much stronger than the previous one. His movement is very fast."

Jiang Chu said: Is he stronger than you?

Tsk, I can't be bothered with you. This meant that there was no comparison. Although Yue Yinping had strength at the middle stage of the Earth Perfection Stage, she absolutely could not be divided into ranks based on ordinary realms.

Her martial arts were direct disciples of Yue Fei, and were much more powerful than the ancient martial arts families that had been passed down until now. She had survived the brutal war of cold weapons. She was experienced in battle and decisive in killing. How could these modern ancient martial warrior compare to him?

Sun Jianhui's pole technique was passed down from his family, the Eighteen Splitting Wind Rod. The dance was impenetrable and watertight. One could imagine how fast the dance was.

His club was called Obsidian. It had been passed down from the Qing Dynasty and weighed seventy-two Jin. It was said that black crystal steel was added into the mix during refining. Although it was not a magic tool, but its hardness was something that even Mucun Heyan's Medium Grade Magic Tool could not cut through.

That Ninja is a patient, his strength is not weak, but it's a pity his weapon is at a disadvantage. He was sure that the moment his Katana was hit by the obsidian stick, it would immediately break into two.

In about a dozen breaths of time, Sun Jianhui swept his rod towards the Ninja that suddenly appeared in the air. The Ninja had no time to dodge, he held his blade horizontally in front of his chest, causing a clear clang to echo out, followed by a muffled groan.

Ninja spat out a mouthful of blood as he flew backwards.

With a loud shout, another figure flashed out. It was extremely fast. The blade ruthlessly struck the obsidian stick, causing Sun Jianhui to stagger back a few steps. Only then did he stabilize his body, and a numbing feeling came from the center of his palm.

Sun Jianhui looked over, a completely green clothed Ninja was holding onto a Katana, his sharp eyes was ferociously staring at him.

What tyrannical strength, this blade is definitely not an ordinary one. It actually wasn't broken when it hit my rod, it should be a magical weapon without a doubt.

Jiang Chu and Spiritual Master Yu Yang shouted at the same time: "Medium Grade Magic Tool!"

Sun Jianhui waved his hands and struck the rod, he shouted out loud: "Little bastard, come, let us fight a great battle for three hundred rounds."

Although the other party was holding a Medium Grade Magic Tool in his hands, Sun Jianhui was not afraid in the slightest. Although the opponent's Katana s were incomparably sharp, they were still unable to harm his obsidian stick. Since their weapons were of equal strength, let's see who is stronger.

He unleashed his Wind Splitting Rod, bringing forth a black light with it. It was extremely domineering. The Ninja's movements were strangely fast and erratic. Sometimes he would appear in the sky, and sometimes he would emerge from the ground, making it hard for people to guard against him.

In truth, he was just a medium tolerance, unlike Mucun Heyan who was only at the cultivation level of Supra-kallikrein. The magical equipment in his hand was not his, but was given to him by a first-rate ordered man of Kawashima.

Katana appeared and disappeared like ghosts. Although they had clashed with the obsidian stick several times, none of them were able to gain the upper hand. This was a magical equipment given to him by the Patriarch. If he lost, he would have to wait for his abdomen to be cut open.

Ninja somersaulted in the air, retreating five meters away. He bowed and let out a muffled groan. The Katana in his hands raised it up high, and a white bladelight hacked towards Sun Jianhui.

Sun Jianhui was shocked, he immediately retreated and avoided the blade attack. This was the power of a magical equipment; it could attack from afar. No matter how powerful the obsidian stick was, it still couldn't do this.

Sun Jianhui's figure flashed, he raised his rod and rushed forward, and yet another bladelight slashed at his waist. Sun Jianhui's big stick smashed onto the ground, his entire body jumped out of the ground as the bladelight landed on the obsidian stick and disappeared.

Sun Jianhui somersaulted in the air, arrived in front of Ninja, and smashed down with the huge rod. Ninja raised his blade to block the obsidian stick, making a loud sound, and both of them flew out at the same time.

Ninja spat out a mouthful of blood and fell to the ground. Sun Jianhui also felt his blood tumbling, and his arms going numb from the shock.