Without the flying sword, the threat of the sword essence was many times lower. He had sent out seven sword essences in one go before he managed to shatter this crystal fist.
The great majority of fourth-grade talismans had formation techniques, but a small minority did not, like the Thunder Flowing Light Wings. There was only one possibility that this kind of talisman without formation techniques could be evaluated as fourth-grade. It was that one of its attributes was too strong, like the speed of the Thunder Flowing Light Wings.
Other people usually could not see his flying sword because his flying sword would always be hidden in the sky. The flying sword [Sky's Questions] that was made from the essence of cloud souls was like an invisible stream of water that silently spun above Huang Zhuo Guang's head.
Zheng Zhong and the others did not hesitate in moving forward.
Fourth-grade talismans usually had their own formation techniques. The sand mist that the Dusty Sky Ling Armor released was a formation technique called [Mist Kill]. The formation technique of Zuo Mo's Seven Star Sword Boots was unique, it was a sword formation.
Zuo Mo did not care. The Yang Fiendish Hard Lightning seemed to be worthless as he furiously threw them at Huang Zhuo Guang's unique flying sword!
The jade pendant and bracelet on his body were not ordinary items. At a glance, it could be seen that they were high level items.
His feet suddenly pushing off the ground, he was like a cannonball that shot out of a cannon, smashing towards Liu Gui at an astounding speed. Liu Gui was shocked. The flying sword in his hand stabbed repeatedly, and a sword curtain appeared in front of him.
His eyes were completely red as he gave a sky-shaking howl, "Go die!"
The worst thing was … …
The Dusty Sky Ling Armor was definitely a powerful weapon in close combat!
Looking at Zheng Zhong and the others, they were much poorer. Other than the silver snowy flying sword in Zheng Zhong's hand, which was low-grade fourth-grade, the other people all had third-grade weapons.
If the other showed the slightest weakness, the flying sword that was circling above their heads would suddenly strike down. If it wasn't for the cooperation of Zheng Zhong and the others, many of them would have been killed already.
The light in Huang Zhuo Guang's bloody eyes exploded. His left leg pushed off, his entire body like an arrow leaving the bow, his right leg suddenly kicking at Zuo Mo!
Huang Zhuo Guang's gaze suddenly landed on Zuo Mo. He hadn't thought that Zuo Mo would be able to detect his hidden attack.
The Tiger Eye Boots on his feet were not ordinary items. Every time he stepped on the ground, the ground would shake!
Zheng Zhong instantly understood what Zuo Mo was planning. His wrist shook and several bright silver sword energies suddenly lit up, forcing Huang Zhuo Guang back. The flying sword in Zheng Zhong's hand was also fourth-grade and did not fear the sand mist created by Huang Zhuo Guang's ling armor. Moreover, since the valley was empty, he did not need to worry about accidentally injuring his teammates. The sword in his hand flashed continuously.
This person was actually the most powerful person in this group of people!
Among the numerous Dharma treasures, fourth-grade flying swords were the rarest and most popular. There was no way around it. The mainstream xiuzhe of Little Mountain Jie were sword xiu.
Sizzle!
It was similar to the Ten Thousand Appearances Gloves on Zuo Mo's hands.
Only at this moment did he realize that this group of pitifully weak fellows had unknowingly weaved a net in the sky above the valley with spiritual energy and turbulence, a net that separated him from the sky!
A fist that was surrounded by countless rays of light struck the white tiger's forehead without any fancy moves.
Zuo Mo was not moved. "Old Zheng uses flying swords."
Fourth-grade talismans were extremely expensive. For example, Zuo Mo's Thunder Flowing Light Wings, intermediate fourth-grade had cost him sixty pieces of fourth-grade jingshi! It had to be said that one piece of fourth-grade jingshi was equivalent to five hundred pieces of third-grade jingshi. In other words, this talisman cost thirty thousand pieces of third-grade jingshi.
As Huang Zhuo Guang became more familiar with this method, he became even more skilled.
No one had ever forced him into such a desperate situation! Such a sorry state!
Huang Zhuo Guang was always shrouded in a faint layer of sand mist. Don't underestimate this sand mist. It could easily grind apart second-grade flying swords, and the most powerful part was that it could continuously corrode the other.
Such a vicious trap! In his heart, he felt a bit of admiration for him. This group of people looked like a rabble with low offensive capabilities. The other was able to think of such a wondrous plan, and express their value, it was really powerful!
Before he finished speaking, a layer of light suddenly covered his eyes. Ling Eye! He raised his hand for a Yang Fiendish Hard Lightning. The target was not Huang Zhuo Guang, but the air above Huang Zhuo Guang.
Liu Gui and the others had hesitant expressions. Zheng Zhong said unhesitatingly, "Listen to him!"
Zuo Mo started to have a headache. The situation always kept on changing. His previous plan had not changed, but he had planned to use Little Thousand Leaf Hands to make the turbulence even more chaotic. He hadn't thought that these people would listen to him. His plan was even more perfect.
A flying sword revealed its true form. Countless bolts of lightning flashed on its body. It wailed and trembled.
Countless ling power turbulence, countless air turbulence. The little mountain valley was like a chaotic zone of turbulence.
Zuo Mo couldn't help but shake his head inside. It seemed that they didn't have it easy.
Zuo Mo had obtained countless talismans in Little Mountain Jie. The talismans could be piled into a small mountain, but the number of fourth-grade talismans could be counted on his fingers. In the present Little Mountain Jie, third-grade talismans were the mainstream equipment. Fourth-grade talismans were in the hands of some experts. As to talismans like the Nine Turn Sky Soil Disk, even if you had it, you wouldn't dare to use it.
Seeing the difference in talismans, Zuo Mo knew it wouldn't be a good fight.
The distance between the two finally pulled to three zhang!
Double Eyed Tiger Head Boots, formation technique [Tiger Roar]!
Without the sky, do you dare to dream of challenging me?
Zuo Mo unconsciously took inventory of his own wealth. To his surprise, he found that he still had some wealth.
Huang Zhuo Guang instantly was disheveled. He dodged the sword energies, and furiously tried to take back [Sky Questioning].
A fist that was as exquisite as glass flew at him. Even though he was furious, Huang Zhuo Guang still knew the danger. His right hand pressed together, and sword essence exploded!
His beloved sword being destroyed, Huang Zhuo Guang was completely infuriated by Zuo Mo. The bracelet suddenly exploded, his hair standing on end.
Bam, the Dusting Sky Ling Armor split into pieces, the sand mist instantly disappearing.
Huang Zhuo Guang suddenly found that the surrounding space was a mess.
The other people all flew into the sky. The mountain valley instantly became empty. Only Zuo Mo and Zheng Zhong were left to deal with Huang Zhuo Guang. The more Huang Zhuo Guang fought, the more confident he became. He gave a long laugh, "You guys come together!"
Zheng Zhong's support came at the perfect time. Huang Zhuo Guang was still very wary of Zheng Zhong. His body spun, and a sword light flashed past. Zheng Zhong hadn't even had time to sigh in relief when a ball of sparks suddenly exploded above this shidi's head. A flying sword flashed and disappeared.
Zuo Mo shook his head as he watched. The teamwork of this group was much worse than Lil 'Miss' subordinates. It was far below his expectations. Helplessly, he could only shout, "Everyone else, go to the sky. Brother Zheng, deal with him."
His gaze landed on Zuo Mo who was guarding the entrance to the secret realm.
Just as he was about to be ground into meat paste by the sand mist, a snowy sword light stabbed straight at Huang Zhuo Guang.
But in this instant, the seemingly insane Huang Zhuo Guang had charged in front of Zuo Mo.
But now, he found that even though they had done all they could, Huang Zhuo Guang was not suppressed as much as they had imagined.
This price was not something normal people could afford.
He didn't need to raise his head to know that his connection to the sky had been cut off. In a flash, he instantly realized. A trap! This was a trap that had been carefully prepared for him!
That person had wanted to go forward to help Liu Gui, but Huang Zhuo Guang had suddenly turned around. Before he could react, Huang Zhuo Guang had charged in front of him. Terror suddenly came into his eyes.
This was also the reason that Zuo Mo had retreated. Zheng Zhong's group had great teamwork. If he was mixed in, it would destroy their overall combat abilities. It was better to pull him out and wait for a chance to ambush him.
The ling armor he wore was an intermediate fourth-grade earth element ling armor. It was one of the finest items produced by Clear Sky Sect, and was called the Dusting Sky Ling Armor. It had been forged from Sky Soil. Out of pity for him, Clear Sky Old Forefather had added three grains of Sky Dust into it. This caused the grade of the ling armor to increase greatly. Its formations were especially ingenious. Clear Sky Old Forefather had borrowed some of the formations from the Nine Turn Sky Soil Disk. Other than its high defense, it could also attack enemies.
At the tip of his leg, a double-eyed white tiger head suddenly appeared and howled.
Huang Zhuo Guang had never experienced a battle like this before, but he was not afraid. His entire body was covered in fourth-grade talismans!
Huang Zhuo Guang fearlessly charged back and forth in the encirclement. The formation technique [Mist Kill] was fully activated. His entire person was like a human-shaped meat grinder, unreasonably charging!
He was isolated from the sky!
The space in the little mountain valley was small. In a battle like this, it was a competition of reaction speed, small techniques, and talismans.
But halfway through, he suddenly tapped the ground, his body suddenly turning, and he leapt like a ghost towards another person.
The light in Huang Zhuo Guang's eyes brightened. The flying sword in his hand suddenly flicked upwards. A strong presence exploded. The fine chaotic flows around him suddenly disappeared.
In a small scale battle, flying a sword was not as good as wielding a sword.
"You dare to destroy my flying sword!" Huang Zhuo Guang was furious and charged at Zuo Mo.
But what if an expert was covered in good talismans?
Fine ling power flows were flying and colliding in the little mountain valley, extremely unstable. Some of the scenes that he had ignored before flowed through his mind. A wave of coldness rose in his heart. The crowd of xiuzhe that had been startled when he flew down the mountain valley were like a flock of birds startled by an eagle. They were so powerless, so weak, so panicked.
All the ling power in his body rippled. He was like a lion that had lost its mind as he furiously leapt at Zuo Mo. Pia pia pia! A few sword energies hit his body. He completely ignored them and continued to charge at Zuo Mo.
The Heaven Seeking Sword was made from the essence of cloud souls. Its attribute was water and yin. Yang Fiendish Hard Lightning, things that were extremely yang and hard, were its bane. After being hit twenty times, it finally stopped trembling. Like a piece of normal metal, it fell to the ground with a snap, motionless.
However, things like the Thunder Flowing Light Wings and the Seven Star Sword Boots had mostly been bought with the jingshi that he had earned from selling Golden Crow Fire.
Huang Zhuo Guang's eyes narrowed for the second time. Facing the predicament, after the initial shock, he didn't feel any fear. Quite the opposite, his fighting spirit and spirit were ignited. He felt the temperature of his body continuously rise.
The reason the price difference between fourth-grade talismans and third-grade talismans was so great, other than the materials being more exquisite and rare, and the performance being better, there was another important factor, the formations.
A good talisman, in the hands of a novice, could just be a pile of scrap metal. If it was in the hands of an expert, it could express great power.
Anyone with some common sense knew that this flying sword was destroyed. Many of the xiuzhe in the air sighed as they saw this scene. Such a good flying sword! But fourth-grade! Gone like this … …
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