Chapter 243: Weapon (2/2)

“It seems that the Nine Beauties Painting seem to have the upper-hand!” SongZhong said calmly.

“Hehe, this isn’t strange. After all, the Nine Beauties Painting outcla.s.ses them far too greatly. It isn’t surprising for them to lose!” Old Devil Feng smiled, “However, this is enough. I obviously will not wait for them to lose! Brat, isn’t it time for us to have some fun?”

As he said that, Old Devil Feng formed a seal with his hands and the clouds in the skies began to change. Consequently, the clouds formed shapes of various weapons. Some of them were blades, while some were swords, axes and etc. All of them were formed from white clouds and were over a few hundred feet long.

It turns out that Old Devil Feng was actually a spell cultivator. He specialised in the use of Wind type spells to invoke different kinds of negative winds to injure people. At the same time, he was also adept in controlling mists and clouds, transforming them into weapons. This execution of this spell is very covert, as he was able to hide his killing moves in the clouds, making it hard for one to guard against them. Hence, this is a very sinister spell.

Due to the fact that his original Natal Artifact had been destroyed in the Mystical Sky Yard, he was not able to recover it anytime soon. As such, he was only able to use this spell to subdue SongZhong.

SongZhong did not know Old Devil Feng’s trump cards. The moment he saw Old Devil Feng reveal a spell which he had never seen before, he could not help but exclaim, “What is that?”

“Hehe, little brat, you are really clueless. This is an extremely profound spell called Weapon Forming Clouds.” Old Devil Feng laughed, “Now, I will let you have a taste of the strength of these weapons! Slas.h.!.+”

As Old Devil Feng said that, he flicked his finger. Consequently, a humongous blade composed of clouds went slas.h.i.+ng towards SongZhong.

Although the blade was made only from clouds, there was the frightening strength of a YuanYing cultivator’s spiritual Qi within it. The destructive force of the blade was probably comparable to a JinDan cultivator’s magical artifact. SongZhong dare not be complacent, so he summoned his copper bell above him.

The moment the copper bell appeared, the blade also arrived. With a loud bang, the blade broke into pieces, disappearing as mist. However, there was a four-foot deep mark, left on the wind copper layer of the copper bell.

As SongZhong saw this, his eyeb.a.l.l.s turned green, because it was wind copper! Furthermore, it was wind copper that had been strengthened by the many formations of the nine beauties. Although it was not as strong as magical artifacts, it was still comparable to a 5th-grade magical tool. With such toughness, a deep scar was still caused by the cloud blade. How was it possible for SongZhong to not be surprised? Goodness, this blade was even more perverse than a JinDan cultivator’s sword strike.

Old Devil Feng was as surprised as SongZhong. He was surprised at the weirdness of SongZhong’s bell. The surface of this bell was shrouded entirely by wind copper, which was a low grade material, only capable of refining magical tools. However, the wind copper layer had many craters and battle scars. There were traces of burnt, lightning strikes, corrosion and many more. In any case, it was riddled with holes all over, looking extremely pathetic.

Such a low grade material, with so many scars on it, coupled with how pathetic looking it was, one would deduce that it was a lousy good. But in reality, this junk-looking thing had blocked his powerful attack. It was totally inexplicable from his perspective! Just how was this low-grade junk able to block such a strong attack from a YuanYing cultivator?

Don’t tell me I’m old already? I didn’t try hard enough just now? As he came to that thought, Old Devil Feng directed a sword slash to SongZhong’s copper bell. At the same time, he did not forget to sneer, “I do not believe that this junky looking copper bell will be able to defend against this old man’s attacks!”

As SongZhong heard that, he replied in amus.e.m.e.nt, “Whether you believe it or not, you will not be able to do anything to it!”

As they were talking, there was a sudden bang. The copper bell then suffered another scar, but it successfully blocked Old Devil Feng’s attack.

As Old Devil Feng saw that, he became exasperated as he cursed in frustration, “Dammit, I can’t believe this. I am definitely going to destroy it today!”

“Haha, good! Come and try it! You’ll be a hero if you can destroy it. If not, you’ll be a little doggy!” SongZhong could not help but retort with a cheeky laughter.

“Darn fatty, this old man will show you what I’ve got!” Old Devil Feng erupted in anger. Then, his hands began to move as countless weapons composed of clouds, came cras.h.i.+ng towards SongZhong’s copper bell.

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