Chapter 169 (1/2)

Ye Ziheng spent a few minutes to pull up the crossbow rope of Shenji crossbow, and then put on the crossbow.

He looked around, and at last his eyes fell on the coffin.

”Let's do the experiment with you.”

Then ye Ziheng retreated to the wall of the tomb, pointed the Shenji crossbow at the iron coffin, and then flicked his finger to pull the trigger, ”whew ~” and the crossbow flew out.

”When!” Next came a crisp crash. When ye Ziheng looked at the coffin, he found that the crossbow he had just shot was dead in it.

Ye Ziheng went over and looked at the other side. He was surprised to find that a small part of the head of the crossbow had protruded and the iron coffin had been shot through.

He estimated the thickness of the coffin with his fingers. It's about 10 cm thick. How powerful is the power of the Shenji crossbow when an arrow passes through such a thick coffin!

Ye Ziheng tries to pull the crossbow out of it again, but it seems that the crossbow is stuck in it. Ye Ziheng exerts the power of nine oxen and two tigers and fails to pull it out, but he has to give up.

However, ye Ziheng still has 19 crossbows in his hand, which are not needed for a while and a half. Can you refine them by yourself if you have the strength in the future.

So ye Ziheng took the magic machine crossbow and the crossbow into the storage ring.

At this time, ye Ziheng's eyes fell to the long sword beside the skeleton.

Ye Ziheng took out the sword and looked at it carefully.

The first feeling that this sword gives ye Ziheng is light, followed by thin, and finally cool. It's like nothing in hand. The blade is thinner than one tenth of the hair. It's cool to feel, and even feel a chill coming out of it.

”Four magic weapons, cold wing sword, thin as cicada wing, send out cold air, kill people without seeing blood.”