An alchemy furnace fell from the sky

Xu Fu held one foot of the alchemy furnace and took Cang Yun's shocking sword.

The long sword struck the alchemy furnace, as if it was also striking Xu Fu's heart.

Feeling the vibration on his hand, Xu Fu felt heartbroken. If it wasn't for the last resort, he wouldn't use the alchemy furnace to block the sword. Just now, Cang Yun used the "Sword Eight" move, which made him feel a strong sense of crisis in his heart. If he was hit by it, he would probably be seriously injured if not killed.

Fortunately, the alchemy furnace blocked the sword.

"Die!"

Cang Yun found that his full-strength attack could not kill Xu Fu. Instead, his knuckles were cracked. His expression immediately became ferocious.

He paid too much to avenge his previous humiliation. Now his cultivation has greatly improved, and he has a magical weapon in his hand. Even an ordinary ninth-grade warrior cannot withstand the power of his sword. Unexpectedly, he still could not kill Xu Fu.

He was unwilling to give up, so he stepped forward, crossed the puddle in front of him, and used his last bit of strength to stab Xu Fu in the middle of his forehead.

Cang Yun was already showing signs of fatigue at this time. The top-grade sword move "Sword Eight" consumes a lot of energy on the performer. In addition, his mind was agitated, so this sword was like a spent force and could not pose any threat to Xu Fu.

At this time, Xu Fu had already put away the alchemy furnace. Facing the sword, Xu Fu suddenly thought of the scene when he was fighting against him on the Shi family arena.

"Snapped!"

Xu Fu put his hands together and clapped them hard, just enough to catch the sword in his palms.

"This sword..."

Xu Fu suddenly realized that the sword looked very familiar, and after a little thought he remembered it.

"It's that sword!"

This was when he first came to Donghai City, he went to Yibao Store with Qingguo to buy it. The hilt and scabbard were both made very delicately, and the whole body was snow-white. Xu Fu still remembered the scene when Qingguo went to give the sword to Cang Yun.

"what happened?"

Xu Fu felt the surging spiritual power contained in the sword, which was comparable to the Shi family's "Dragon Roar and Tiger Roar", and was definitely a top-grade divine weapon.

You should know that the refining of spiritual tools is not a matter of a day or two, especially weapons, which require both tempering and nurturing, and the grade improves very slowly. Most cultivators will only nurture one weapon in their lifetime. For this reason, high-quality weapons are more precious than other types of magical tools.

However, Cang Yun managed to forge a low-grade ordinary iron sword into a top-grade divine weapon in such a short period of time. It was almost like seeing a child who had just practiced for a short time ascend to heaven in broad daylight.

"Is it Senior Sister Qingguo?"

Xu Fu suddenly thought of a possibility, and his pupils shrank slightly and his face turned ugly.

"Qing Guo is not good at cultivation, but he does have a talent for refining equipment."

Speaking of Qingguo, Cang Yun's tone was still sinister.

"What did you do to Senior Sister Qingguo?" Xu Fu asked angrily. Although he had no romantic feelings for this innocent and young senior sister, he didn't want her to fall into the tiger's mouth and follow a scum like Cang Yun.

"She is infatuated with me, so of course I can't let her down!" Cang Yun said jokingly.

Xu Fu looked at Cang Yun's smug face and wanted to punch him, but unfortunately he had his sword clamped with both hands and couldn't free them.

Just as he was about to take his feet, Xu Fu suddenly felt a pain in his lower abdomen, as if something had scratched it.

"careful!"

Ji Qinglu's reminder was a little late. She spoke as soon as she realized something was wrong, but Cang Yun acted too quickly.

Xu Fu kicked Cang Yun away, only to find that a broken black sword appeared in Cang Yun's left hand.

It was the Oolong Sword that he had broken before.

Xu Fu covered the painful area with one hand, and before he could check the wound, Ji Qinglu rushed over.

"Xu Fu! Xu Fu!"

While shouting, Ji Qinglu groped Xu Fu's almost naked upper body, but after searching for a long time, she only found a faint red mark on his lower abdomen, just like one scratched by hand.

"You're okay, why don't you tell me!" Ji Qinglu raised her eyebrows and said in a crying voice.

"I didn't say I was in trouble!"

Xu Fu smiled bitterly in his heart, but he could feel Ji Qinglu's concern and did not say it out loud to embarrass her.

"It's not over yet!"

Xu Fu smiled slightly, looked at the puddle, and his eyes became sharp again.

At this time, Cang Yun, who had been kicked, had just stood up from the puddle. His hair was disheveled, his body was covered in mud, and he looked very embarrassed.

Even so, he still held the two swords, one black and one white, tightly in his hands.

"My sword is not sharp enough. Next time we meet, I will kill you!"

Cang Yun suddenly leaped up, jumped onto the half-broken Black Dragon Sword, performed the sword-controlling technique, and flew straight into the air.

"Want to run?"

When Xu Fu saw that Cang Yun was about to escape, he naturally didn't want to let him go. Keeping someone with such cultivation would only bring disaster.

With a sudden force of his feet, Xu Fu shot out like an arrow.

"The dragon raises its head!"

A Dragon-Tiger Fist with full strength hit Cang Yun on the flying sword mercilessly. The sound of breaking wind was sharp, like a dragon's roar.

Cang Yun's face changed drastically. He didn't expect Xu Fu to come so quickly. Before he could draw his sword, his fist was already in front of him.

Even though he had become a ninth-grade cultivator, Cang Yun was still shocked by the power contained in this punch.

If he is hit, he will surely die!

But now, he couldn't even dodge, and his mind was blank.

Cang Yun looked as pale as death and almost fell off the flying sword, but at the critical moment, a silver magic circle appeared in front of Xu Fu.

Xu Fu was instantly submerged in the magic circle, and Cang Yun was the only one left in the air.

"Take it!"

Hu Wangshuo's voice came from the Guanhai Tower, majestic and firm.

Upon hearing this, Long Dunfeng and He Qizhen attacked almost at the same time, aiming directly at Cang Yun in mid-air.

A golden sword energy suddenly fell down, shattering the magic of the two masters.

A man with a sword descended from the sky and stood in front of Cang Yun.

A moment later, a figure came flying from a distance and landed directly on the side of Qinglong Shangling Temple.

"Breeze!"

As soon as Long Dunfeng saw the person coming, he immediately called out with concern.

The person who came was Bao Qingfeng from Jixu.

The one standing in front of Cang Yun was Qilin Jinxing, Sheng Yu'e.

The battle between these two men at sea was so massive that it could not be hidden from the perception of experts. But what was surprising was that the clothes of these two men were intact, their hair was neatly combed, and they did not look like they had just experienced a battle.

"I'm fine! It's a draw!" Bao Qingfeng said coldly, but his eyes were always on Sheng Yu'e. Besides Jiao Tong and Ma Yueming, she was the third woman that made her feel wary.

"If we weren't at sea, you wouldn't be my opponent."

Sheng Yu'e smiled faintly, as if she heard Bao Qingfeng's words "draw".

Bao Qingfeng did not refute. The Qilin cultivator in front of her had a very high level of cultivation. Even though she had the advantage of terrain in the previous battle, in the end it was just a "tie".

"Hurry up and go!" Sheng Yu'e turned her head slightly and said to Cang Yun who was standing in a daze behind her.

"Thank you!"

Cang Yun then came to his senses and flew upwards at a very fast speed on his sword.