The Ninth Sister is a Prodigious Beast Master

  Chapter 152 Middle Grade Spirit Artifact

No one answered his words, even the son who was standing next to Mufeng, his eyes were looking at the center of the field with burning eyes, he could only feel countless figures dangling in front of his eyes, his eyes were only locked on Bei Tinghuang, helpless , her speed is too fast.

  Boom!

It was another violent collision, the flames splashed, and after the soft sword was infused with Yuanli, it slashed towards the long spear with a violent momentum, and the cold dust could only feel the arm sinking suddenly, and a burst of soreness moved towards the spear. Limbs and bones passed over.

Leng Chenfeng was terrified, holding the long spear in his hand, and was about to pick it up. He had already seen that Bei Tinghuang's soft sword was a bit strange, and his long spear was also a spiritual weapon. There are several craters on it, and Bei Tinghuang's soft sword is still as sharp as a horse, with a cold light and incomparable sharpness. Every attack carries an unparalleled aura, which makes people feel cold.

Holding the spear in his hand, after a moment of numbness, he was about to hold the pick, at this moment, suddenly, he felt that his hand was empty, and a black arc slipped past his eyes, and there was a sudden sound on the square. With the sound of commotion, a figure in front of him rushed towards Leng Chenfeng like a thunderbolt.

Beitinghuang's speed is fast, and Leng Chenfeng's speed is not slow. He is also a seasoned fighter. The weapon in his hand was taken away by a spiritual master who was five stars lower than himself. Not shocking, but it was only a momentary emotion, and he made a good defense. They are not a life-and-death battle, and they don't necessarily have to lose their lives here.

Holding a short dagger in his hand, one inch short and one inch dangerous, but this is the best weapon that Leng Chenfeng can handle, Pi Lian slams it down on the head, Leng Chenfeng leans to the side, his body suddenly backs, towards Beitinghuang approached.

   Close combat is a deadly threat to those with long weapons.

A flash of snow flashed in front of her eyes, and Bei Tinghuang's body leaned back, avoiding the short blade of Leng Dust, at the same time, the horse in her hand had already turned into a short sword, and with a sudden lift, the short blade of Leng Dust was sealed. The dagger blocked it.

   There was a burst of ecstasy in my heart. When it comes to wielding a short dagger, she is an ancestor-level figure.

   Leng Chenfeng was stunned for a moment, and changed from a soft sword to a short blade, which showed that the weapon in Bei Tinghuang's hands was at least a middle-grade spiritual weapon. As a candidate for succession to the Shang family, Leng Chenfeng can naturally estimate the value of this dagger, there is no price for it!

Above the square, there was a sound of sighing with intense panic again. Although it has been numb from the perverted attack of Bei Tinghuang, a middle-grade spiritual weapon is still a medium-grade attack-type spiritual weapon. No one can Having resisted this kind of temptation, whether it is a spiritual master or a sword master, there is a trace of solemnity in the eyes looking at Bei Tinghuang at this time.

  In fact, the strength shown by this young man is dreadful, and most importantly, the strength behind her, if she is not the kind of child sent by a big family, no one can believe it!

  Healer with Yuanli, fourteen years old, two holy beasts, attacking middle-grade spiritual weapons, if someone said at this time that she actually possessed a natal divine beast, no one would doubt it.

"What is this guy's background?" Even Qin Yu was a little uneasy, but there was a smile on his gentle face, and he was very happy for Bei Tinghuang in his heart. After all, she was young and possessed The stronger the strength, the more relieved and happy he is. "I don't know how Xiao Jiu is doing now, it's really worrying!"

  (end of this chapter)