Chapter 1182 The Old Ancestor of the Broken Boat

"What kind of natal magic weapon are you? You are just a dragon-painting and embroidering phoenix, and you are just a good person!"

When Zhao Yan released his Shenxiao Dragon Roar Sword, the man in black in front of him showed a look of contempt.

These Nascent Soul Ancestors have lived for quite a long time. In their opinion, the most important thing about a weapon is its power, and the appearance is not important.

The more gorgeous the natal magic weapon it looks, the less necessary it seems to them, especially Zhao Yan's Divine Sky Dragon Roar Sword carved a lifelike five-clawed golden dragon.

This five-clawed golden dragon only has the function of decoration, but has no actual effect. Therefore, in the view of the Nascent Soul Ancestor, this is simply flashy and unnecessary.

Therefore, in his eyes, the level of this Shenxiao Dragon Roar Sword is much lower, and he didn't take it seriously!

However, a sneer appeared on Zhao Yan's face, "Old thing, you don't know anything at all. My sword, engraved with the golden dragon mark, is just to motivate myself, and it does not have any other effect!"

"Let you see the power of my sword of rain and wind!" The old ancestor in black snorted coldly, raised his right hand upwards, and took a lift.

Suddenly, his natal magic weapon flew higher.

Zhao Yan mocked, "It's just a broken copper and iron!"

"Bastard!" The black-clothed ancestor was furious. His natal magic weapon was very powerful in the Golden Pill stage. Now that he has entered the Nascent Soul stage, he has been created by him with great power.

"Then let you see, my life-saving magic weapon!" Then he raised his right hand and pressed it down suddenly, and four words were spit out again, "Thurstorm and strong wind!"

Suddenly, the scene around Zhao Yan's body immediately changed tremendously.

From the sword of the Black-clothed Ancestor, a sword light like a storm was emitted, and thousands of bright sword shadows were slashed, sweeping over, leaving Zhao Yan with no way to hide!

The ten million soul kings released by Zhao Yan were beaten to run away in the bright sword light and rain. Many of them were even scared to hide in the million soul banner. It seemed that the power of this sword was indeed extraordinary.

"Boy, you honestly spit out all the treasures on you. Maybe I'm in a good mood and can spare your life!" The ancestor in black said proudly.

However, Zhao Yan smiled faintly, "Even if you release the sword light like heavy rain and wind, your sword will still be broken in front of my natal magic weapon!"

"You are looking for death!" The black-clothed ancestor was furious. He had already released the power of this sword to the extreme. This guy actually said that his sword was broken and iron.

"Then I want to see how powerful your natal magic weapon is?" The ancestor in black said sinisterly, "If you don't use any means, you will die under my sword light!"

"Impossible!" After Zhao Yan finished speaking, he raised his hand, and the Shenxiao Dragon Roar Sword immediately blocked him and the size began to enlarge.

Soon, the Shenxiao Dragon Roar Sword was enlarged to a much larger than a person's body, just blocking Zhao Yan's figure.

The thousands of sword lights emitted by the Black-clothed Ancestor hit the surface of the sword body of the Shenxiao Dragon Roar Sword, making a sound of metal impact, but how about not being able to use this sword?

"Your sword is so big!" The Black-clothed Ancestor didn't expect that Zhao Yan's natal magic weapon was also good, and he could be enlarged and used as a shield.

However, until this moment, the old ancestor in black still did not take it seriously and sneered, "Using a sword as a shield is extremely stupid! That means that your sword only has the defensive effect and does not have combat ability, then you will only hold on for a certain period of time at most, and you will inevitably fail in the end!"

"Is that true?" Zhao Yan mocked, "Do you really want to see the combat function of my sword?"

"Then you let it go and try!" The black-clothed ancestor turned cold, raised his hand and grabbed it, and the Storm Sword floating in the air immediately took it back into his hand.

"Then you die!" Zhao Yan was not polite and raised his hand to the black-clothed ancestor just one point.

Floating in the air, the huge and huge Dragon Roaring Sword of the God-Shaped Dragon Roaring Sword collapsed like a building collapsed, and hit the Black-clothed Ancestor!

"What a strong aura!" The black-clothed ancestor's face suddenly changed. When Zhao Yan's Shenxiao Dragon Roar Sword came over, he felt the powerful power contained in the sword.

"Are you really just a Jindan monk?" The black-clothed ancestor's face shook loudly. He originally wanted to use his Storm Storm Sword to block the attack of the giant sword, but when he took action, he still felt that his Storm Storm Sword could not be blocked.

Therefore, he moved under his feet and immediately used teleportation spell to escape from the attack of the Shenxiao Dragon Roar Sword!

"It's indeed the Ancestor of the Nascent Soul, who has the ability to teleport!" Zhao Yan snorted coldly, "Then let me see which Ancestor of the Nascent Soul You are from the Xuanji Sect!"

After saying that, Zhao Yan shouted again, "Get bigger, no matter how big!"

Amid Zhao Yan's loud shout, the Shenxiao Dragon Roar Sword became bigger and bigger, expanding in the sky, like a huge black sky curtain, smashing directly down!

"This..." The old ancestor in black saw the huge Shenxiao Dragon Roaring Sword in the sky. His face suddenly changed. He thought of some rumors and blurted out, "It is said that Xie Qing, the rebellious person in the Sword Valley, stole the sword sea sword mother of the Sword Valley, and then refined it into a super huge natal magic weapon. Even if the ancestor of the Nascent Soul uses teleportation, it is difficult to avoid the crushing of this magic weapon!"

The old ancestor in black thought of this and exclaimed, "Can you be the rebellious disciple Xie Qing who escaped from the sword valley? No wonder you just spent a lot of money to buy the female sword cultivator in the sword valley..."

Zhao Yan ignored him, raised his hand and pointed at the sky, shouting, "Suppress me!"

Suddenly, the giant sword accelerated and suppressed it, trying to smash the black-clothed ancestor on the spot.

However, the black-clothed ancestor was also extremely powerful, and his figure kept shaking. Before the giant sword fell, he escaped from the scope covered by the giant sword in a panic!

"boom!"

The earth was shaking loudly, and Zhao Yan's giant sword fell to the ground, smashing a big hole in the hard ground.

The black-clothed ancestor changed his face and thought to himself that if he took a step further, his body would be destroyed at this moment!

"It is indeed the natal magic weapon created by the sword mother of Jianhai. I am not your opponent!" The Black-clothed Ancestor said coldly, "But you wait for the encirclement of the three major sects! If I escape back this time, I will definitely report your trace!"

After saying that, the old ancestor in black did not want to get entangled with Zhao Yan anymore. He raised his hand and threw out a flying magic weapon of the Golden Pill treasure level.

This flying magic weapon is very special, like a half-bath, flying in the sky very fast, even far exceeding many Nascent Soul-level flying treasures.

Therefore, this black-clothed ancestor has reached the middle stage of the Nascent Soul, but he still uses this ancient flying magic weapon at the level of Golden Pill Treasure.

When Zhao Yan saw the flying magic weapon thrown by this man, he already knew something in his heart. He snorted coldly, "I once heard that there was a Nascent Soul Elder in Xuanji Sect who called himself the ancestor of the Broken Ship and had a bad relationship with the ancestor Baihe! I guess it was you!"
Chapter completed!