Chapter 109 (2/2)

Everyone was stunned and looked at the long sword in Gufeng's hand. As the old man said, although each collision would be bent by the huge force on the Shura gun, it did not break.

It should be clear that the Shura gun in Mo Long's hand is a Xuanpin spirit tool. It can collide with it without damage. At least it needs to be a Xuanpin spirit tool.

”Xuanpin spirit weapon?”

Everyone's heart jumped. The rusty long sword was actually a Xuanpin spirit weapon? When did there be so many Xuanpin spirit tools.

”This is really a good play.”

Wu Xiu, a Feng family from Qingcheng, looked at this scene and smiled. It was a worthwhile trip to see such a fierce battle.

”Bang.”

After the ancient wind collided with Mo long again, they separated quickly, and their faces were all a little pale. Obviously, this fierce collision makes the consumption of both people not small.

”Where on earth did this little beast come from? Why is it so strong?”

Bai Dong's face was very bad. Originally, he thought Mo long had shot. Gu Feng was dead. Now it seems that he is not like this at all.

”Hey, hey, the genius of Xuehan palace? That's all.”

Gu Feng sneered and said contemptuously.

”Arrogance, a small pure body double territory martial cultivation, dare to judge my snow cold palace and seek death.”

The voice of the ancient wind fell, and suddenly a cold drink came from one side of the channel. Followed by a bright cold light flying out of the channel, the carrier's majestic momentum chopped over against the ancient wind.

As soon as Gu Feng's face changed, he quickly transported enough strength, and the long sword in his hand stabbed at the cold awn.

”Bang.”

When the two phases collided, the ancient wind was directly shaken and flew backwards. Blood gushed out of his mouth along the way, and his face was instantly pale. The sudden situation surprised everyone, and then looked towards the channel. In the channel, a young man in white walked out slowly with a indifferent face. Behind him were more than a dozen young men and women in white, with proud expressions on their faces.

”Leng xuanran.”

Looking at the man who appeared, Mo long could not help but frown. When Bai Dong saw the man, a happy look appeared on his face.

”Mo long, you are really a waste. Your accomplishments were forced to use the Shura gun by a boy in the pure body and dual environment, which really lost my face in the snow cold palace.” Leng xuanran's low voice was cold, and glanced at Mo long coldly

”You...”

Mo Long's face changed and his eyes flashed angry, but he knew that he was not lengxuanran's opponent at all. This is the real favored son of heaven of Xuehan palace. Among the disciples of Xuehan palace, he ranks 11th. He is a martial artist in the eight fold territory of pure body, and his strength is very strong. Compared with it, his quintessential five cultivation is just a joke.

”Boy, are you ready to die?”

Leng xuanran ignored Mo long and looked at the ancient style with indifferent eyes, as if he were looking at a dead man.

”If you want me to die, try it.”

Gu Feng grinned, with a senhan smile on his mouth, but his eyes were very dignified.