Regent, she's here to find fault again

Chapter 517 Battle of 498, Nine Nether Mysterious Bone Fans!

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Let's try to pull out.

Everyone thought that Su Changjin couldn't last a stick of incense in Wen Zhihan's hands. After all, Wen Zhihan was the one who beat Shen Qingliu, not to mention that Su Changjin really didn't look like a strong martial artist.

But between the back and forth, three sticks of incense have passed.

The two still didn't have the stance to decide the winner, and it seemed that Wen Zhihan was able to draw with Su Changjin by taking advantage of his weapons.

The layman looks at the excitement and the insider looks at the doorway.

Wen Zhihan hit more and more, but found something wrong.

At the beginning, he deliberately kept his own skills to test Su Changjin's skills, but when he thought he had figured it out and started to counterattack, Su Changjin was not at a disadvantage.

Even it seems that it is still easy to do.

It would be strange if he couldn't see it anymore, Su Changjin was clearly preserving his strength.

In the audience, not to mention other people, even the grown-ups did not expect Su Changjin to be able to draw with Wen Zhihan.

"Keng-!"

The mysterious sword in his hand was bounced away again, and the tiger's mouth was slightly numb from the shock. Wen Zhihan subconsciously looked at the folding fan in Su Changjin's hand, and it was still ordinary.

But just now he clearly felt an extremely hard touch, if only Su Changjin poured his internal energy into the folding fan, it would be impossible to have such strength.

Strange, strange!

Wen Zhihan seemed to be very excited, he didn't hide any more, and released all his skills.

The moment Wen Zhihan raised the sword in his hand and dropped it, the wind of the sword came towards him. In order to avoid it, Su Changjin was ejected more than ten steps away.

Some people in the audience started to cheer, "It's finally coming to an end, it seems that I bet on the right person this time!"

His footsteps drew a straight line steadily on the training platform, Su Changjin suddenly smiled.

It seems that her big brother is finally going to play for real.

The Wen family majored in internal energy, and lightness energy was equally excellent, Su Changjin no longer careless, since the other party was honest with each other, she naturally didn't need to hide it anymore.

"Shh-!"

Different from the usual sound of unsheathing weapons, there was only a buzzing sound similar to the intersection of copper bells and iron swords, and everyone looked at the source of the sound——

Only then did I realize that Su Changjin's ordinary little folding fan... unexpectedly had nine sharp blades protruding out of nowhere, which could not reflect a single gleam of light in the sunlight!

"Nine Nether Mysterious Bone Fan?!" Someone exclaimed.

"Nine Nether Mysterious Bone Fan? Isn't that a lost weapon? How could it appear in his hands?"

Obviously, almost everyone knew about the Nine Nether Mysterious Bone Fan, but they were genuinely surprised that it appeared here.

The Nine Nether Mysterious Bone Fan, the third-ranked artifact in the weapon spectrum, is made of black iron, and ordinary swords can be easily cut under it. The nine sharp blades are hidden in the fan, and it can be used as a long-range attack weapon with ease.

On the stage, Wen Zhihan finally understood why his profound sword couldn't move the folding fan, and now he didn't have a chance to think about it. Su Changjin's attack was too tricky, and even he couldn't take advantage of the lightness kung fu.

Tsk tsk, weird!

With Wen Zhihan's carelessness, Su Changjin suddenly widened the distance between the two of them by a large amount. She soared up into the air, and the folding fan in her hand seemed to be triggered, and the nine sharp blades were all on standby— —

The next moment, three of the sharp blades shot out suddenly, and brushed towards Wen Zhihan's face!

Wen Zhihan hastily drew out his sword to resist, but the three sharp blades were manipulated with ease, moving around his body flexibly, he cut the hanging silk with the sword, but the cuts continued!
I don't know when the audience is silent.

A needle could be heard at the scene, Wen Zhihan was caught off guard, and a sharp blade rushed straight towards his face. When his thoughts suddenly froze, he saw Su Changjin's emptiness through the sharp blade. film……

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　Hey, today is the third watch, so there is no more!
　　Good night~
　　
　
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