Chapter 861 The Artifact Zhuxian Sword

Yi Feng, who was robbing the door, according to Mr. Zhao's instructions, showed the maximum power he could exert. The effect was very obvious. A fifth-level king level had almost no resistance before the skill Xingbotian inherited by the Evil Emperor, and was killed by Yi Feng with one punch.

Of course, as the leading man predicted, after Yi Feng's punch was used, the fighting spirit in his body was also sucked. If Yi Feng had not been a soul-catching master, even after he killed the other party alone, he would not be able to use the Phantom Body Technique to leave.

Even if nearly 90% of Yi Feng's fighting spirit is consumed, the star explosion that Yi Feng can use is only 80% of the essence.

Seeing that more than half of the deficit in his body, Yi Feng couldn't help but smile bitterly. With his strength at the third level of the king level, the consumption of the first level alone was so terrifying. So when will the second level be used?

"It seems that there is still a long way to go to refine the Star Explosion Sky to the extreme."

However, when he thought of the power of this punch just now, Yi Feng's helplessness disappeared completely. After all, although he could use the first two moves of Star Explosion Cangqiu in the past, his power was far less than the first move he had fully exerted this time. In addition to his own strength, his strength had grown a lot. As Mr. Zhao said, Star Explosion World, only by exerting the essence can he exert the strongest power.

Yi Feng, who was running away, kept throwing the pills into his mouth. Ling Shenjue also started to run independently. The consumed Dou Qi in his body also recovered at a visible speed.

This situation made Yi Feng's mouth show a relaxed arc. With the double recovery of Ling Shen Jue and the pill, his speed actually reached a terrifying level. I am afraid that it will not take long to restore to his full state.

Thinking of several powerful men above level 5 just besieged him, he felt a great crisis. Only by maintaining his peak state can he have the capital to fight with them. Yi Feng will never give up what he gets. Moreover, Yi Feng has already killed them, and the other party will never let him go.

Yi Feng, who had escaped from a distance, turned left and right in the palace, and was sure that they had not found him so quickly. Yi Feng stopped again, sat cross-legged, and took out the wooden box obtained from the main hall from the ring. He controlled the soul-calculating technique to open the wooden box. Yi Feng, who had experienced the last time, used his fighting spirit to protect his eyes tightly.

However, what surprised Yi Feng this time was that although the cicada-like sword body was crystal clear, the dazzling light did not appear last time. This situation allowed Yi Feng to dispel the fighting spirit.

Looking at the sword in the wooden box, it still showed a sense of dignity and beauty. But Yi Feng did not dare to touch it at will. High-level spiritual weapons have spirits. It would be fine if they met a good spirit. If they met a vicious spirit, they would know what would happen? If they were to him like a bead, how terrifying would this spiritual weapon as the main body be?

Looking up and down at the sword, Yi Feng found a scroll pressing under the sword's crystal clear body as if it were a cicada's wing.

Yi Feng thought about it, but in the end he carefully reached into the wooden box. His hand touched the scroll and began to twitch and move it little by little. Yi Feng's actions did not change the sword any other changes. The scroll was pulled out by Yi Feng without any suspense. Looking at the scroll he had received, Yi Feng glanced at the sword that was still lying there quietly. Yi Feng also felt a little joy in his heart for the calmness of the sword.

When the scroll was rolled up, there was no such thing as Yi Feng guessed, but a picture. There was a sword in the picture, which was crystal clear and lifelike, and was extremely luxurious and beautiful. The sword body was surrounded by a colorful light film, adding a sense of mystery between luxury and beauty.

Although the sword in the picture is very different from the sword in the box, Yi Feng could see at a glance that the sword in the picture is the sword in the box. Nothing else, just because the sword on the picture paper is also a crystal clear sword body like a cicada wing, and it is also a dragon head, with a blue bead in the dragon head.

The difference between the swords in the wooden box now is that the swords on the picture paper are inlaid with two beads in the eyes in the dragon head, and two beads are inlaid with two beads under the handle.

In other words, there are actually five beads on this sword. It has to be admitted that after the five beads are added, the sword on the scroll has more than doubled in terms of beauty or mystery. Moreover, in the crystal clear and cicada-like sword body, there seems to be a halo flowing. This is something that the sword cannot see now.

"Remote product?" Yi Feng stared blankly at the sword in the wooden box.

Yi Feng shook his head helplessly, and he did not expect that he would spend so much energy to enter the ancient powerhouse to build such a huge project ruins. It was just to collect and protect this defective spiritual weapon.

Yi Feng, who was originally extremely excited to get this thing, lost most of his interest after knowing that he was a defective product. No matter how good a defective high-level spiritual weapon is, it will not be better. At most, it can reach the level of intermediate spiritual weapons, and the residual spiritual spirits are generally incomplete. Compared with the complete spiritual spirits of intermediate spiritual weapons, it is several levels lower than that of the lower-level spiritual weapons. Of course, it is naturally much better than the lower-level spiritual weapons.

Yi Feng continued to roll the scroll with a refreshing mood, sweeping the scroll without much interest, but the few words that caught his eyes made Yi Feng's body froze, and then he waited for his big eyes to stare straight at the words on the scroll. He blinked hard and determined whether he had read it wrong. Yi Feng felt his heart beat faster than a hundred times, and his whole face began to be congested. His eyes were full of shock and disbelief.

"The magical artifact - Zhuxian Sword!"

The five words made Yi Feng feel that his fighting spirit was suddenly frozen, and most of his whole body was shocked and stiff.

"A magical artifact! It's actually a magical artifact. How is this possible? Even in the ancient times, the appearance of a magical artifact can make the ancient times completely crazy. The entire continent is obviously in the midst of blood and storm. How could it appear here?"

Yi Feng couldn't believe that the sword in front of him would be a magical weapon.

A magical artifact. In this continent, as long as the word "God" is mentioned, it will cause countless people to be crazy, and even those hidden old monsters come out in full bloom. However, at this time, they really appeared in front of him.

After taking a breath, Yi Feng continued to roll the scroll. However, Yi Feng's hand trembled slightly at this time. Anyone who gets a magic weapon is afraid that this will be the case. Even the strongest people in ancient times can't control things like magic weapons.

The magical artifact! There is such a terrifying temptation! There is almost no such temptation on the mainland!

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