The genius ninth miss

Chapter 754 The So-called High-Grade Spirit Tool

Just when everyone focused their eyes on the protective net made of light blue ribbons around Bei Tinghuang's body, the sky above Longyu's head was already covered by 72 equally snow-white swords wrapped in light blue energy. Soft sword shrouded.

Even the light blue Yuanli could not cover the cold light of the soft sword itself, the glaring cold light was like sharp needles, reflecting Long Yu's already pale face, making it even more bloodless.

This, what's the situation?
"Clone? That lore actually has the function of clone, Wucao, is this still a high-grade spiritual weapon?"

"No way, which bastard appraised the treasure, and even appraised a supreme treasure as a top-grade spiritual weapon."

"Do appraisers at the Royal Auction Eat Shit?"

"My God, why does all the good luck belong to Her Excellency Bei Tinghuang?"

……

It's just that at this time, no matter how envious or jealous, this so-called "high-grade spiritual weapon" can no longer reappear on the auction site.Besides, even if we go back to the past, who would have thought that a dagger that looks inconspicuous and gray is actually a sharp weapon that can compete with a lord-level treasure?

Only Bei Tingqing was so happy at this moment, he never dreamed that the one he would photograph for his precious grandson would be a treasure, "Oh my goodness, my grandson's luck is against the sky. A high-grade spiritual weapon, in her hands, can become a lord-level treasure, who would have thought of that?"

Why do these words sound so embarrassing?
But at this moment, everyone's eyes were all focused on the arena, Bei Tinghuang's voice, like a lore sword light, burst out, carrying monstrous energy, resounding in the entire Empire Square, rushing straight sky.

"Lore - Wan Jian Tian Di Mi!"

The formation is like a rainbow, and the murderous aura is like training. Seeing the 72 swords coming out of the body, they spun violently at this moment. The severe pain in the dislocation of the internal organs in the body, turned his wrist, and another long sword appeared in his hand, and also sacrificed his most powerful move.

"Flying frost—frost all over the sky!"

With the urging of Yuanli, the long sword in Longyu's hand burst into a bright light. He swung the long sword and drew formations in front of him. Suddenly, a star formation shining with silver light was like an intertwined The net appeared in front of him, and the tip of the sword suddenly clicked in the middle of the star array. Under the explosion of Yuan force, the star array changed, and a sharp ice blade like a diamond was blasted out.

The 72 soft swords have been merged into one, and the soft sword gradually shrinks, and finally, under the horrified eyes of everyone, it is compressed into a silver thread, which meets the sharp ice blade that fills the sky, and collides fiercely.

boom!
Waves of white light emerged one after another, and the entire arena seemed to be swept by a strong wind. At this time, on the arena farthest from the battlefield of Beitinghuang, six teams from second-rate colleges originally wanted to be alone. It was eventually affected.A substantial wave of energy surged over, overturning the six teams together, and fell towards the bottom of the ring, like throwing carrots, and fell out.

Although the other four teams were strong, the teams from the other three colleges, many of whom were low-level sword-level spirit masters, were also overthrown at this time and rolled off the ring.

Mushroom clouds rose one after another, but they couldn't block the eyesight of those peerless powerhouses, especially the people on the rostrum. At this time, they could still clearly see that the bright silver thread had already shattered the ice blade sword net. Breaking through, like a sharp arrow with no disadvantages, it struck towards Longyu unimpeded all the way.

(End of this chapter)