Li Dazhong tightly grasped the dagger flashing green light in his right hand and gently patted his chest with his left hand.
A bright light flashed on his fat body, and a piece of golden iron sheet extended from his chest, just like the armor of Iron Man in science fiction movies, quickly growing all over his body, except that his head was not hidden in the armor, revealing a disgusting fat face.
His armor was obviously more powerful than when he was in the Immortal Realm.
In the world of immortality, his armor only covered his upper body and did not protect his limbs. This set of armor extended to his limbs, making him look like a golden-armored warrior from the fairyland.
Ye Feng's divine eyes discovered that there was a white jade crystal hidden in Li Dazhong's chest. The stone was faintly glowing and provided enough defensive spiritual power for the armor.
Although the entire set of armor is shiny and exquisite, it is a pity that it is still a spiritual weapon that relies on spiritual power to drive and has not risen to the level of an immortal weapon.
Seeing Ye Feng staring at his armor, he thought that Ye Feng was envious of his armor and couldn't help but reveal a smug look.
Unexpectedly, Ye Feng smiled disdainfully and said, “Hey, when did you become Robert Downey Jr.’s apprentice?”
Li Dazhong asked in confusion: "Who are you talking about? What is carrot candy?"
"Your armor is better looking than Iron Man's, but it's just for show and not for use. It's no better than a movie prop."
Li Dazhong was furious when his proud armor was mocked. "Kid, stop talking nonsense. I asked you to get rich with me, but you don't want to. I can only get rid of you."
"Hey, get rich? I have enough money. I don't want to get rich. Thank you for your kindness. Besides, I don't like doing business with others."
A golden light flashed in Ye Feng's palm, and the flying sword was also in his palm.
Seeing Ye Feng showing off his flying sword, Li Dazhong looked at him with disdain: "Don't be so arrogant, kid. Your flying sword is powerful, but I have already refined the golden armor. Your flying sword is nothing."
Ye Feng shook his head contemptuously. In the world of immortality, he had fought against the Demon Knight and the God of Death. No matter how strong Li Dazhong was, he was nothing compared to the Demon Knight and the God of Death.
"Boy, try to take my sword."
A green light illuminated the basement like a firework, and a sword energy like a raging sea, mixed with the green light, rushed towards Ye Feng.
Ye Feng's arm flashed with golden light, blocking the flying sword that was flashing green light. Not only did he block it, he also bounced the flying sword and sword energy back.
Li Dazhong stared at Ye Feng blankly, his face as pale as death, his eyes fixed on the band on Ye Feng's left wrist. A round golden shield just appeared on the wristband, blocking his flying sword.
The energy contained in this golden shield is much more powerful than the energy in Li Dazhong's golden armor. As an ancient warrior who is good at martial arts and refining equipment, he can naturally feel the power of the magic weapon.
"How is it possible? Isn't this wristband of yours the blue light shield of Sister Juan from Tingshui Pavilion? How come it is flashing with golden light? And, there is also an indescribable energy. Tell me, what is that?"
Li Dazhong's voice was almost a roar. Ye Feng glanced at him with contempt and said nothing.
Ye Feng despised Li Dazhong so much that he didn't want to bother with him.
Li Dazhong was so angry that he felt his head was going to explode. His body began to tremble. He roared and poured all his strength into the flying sword. The green light of the flying sword became more dazzling and the air around him became distorted.
His flying sword flashed a sword light more than one meter long, like a green lightning, and instantly appeared in front of Ye Feng.
The onlookers, Elder Shaman and Gel, were some distance away from the flying sword, but were frightened by the evil and powerful energy in it and retreated more than ten meters to the wall.
Ye Feng looked at Li Dazhong's flying sword with contempt, and the light of the spiritual shield in his left hand suddenly surged, stretching from the circle just now to both sides, forming a huge arc, completely blocking the green light of the flying sword.
Li Dazhong felt that his flying sword was like it had chopped into a vast ocean, without any effort at all. However, the flying sword was soon surrounded by an endless force, and he wanted to withdraw it, but it was impossible.
Not only his flying sword, but his entire body seemed to have fallen into a vast ocean. All around him were huge waves, which kept coming one after another, each one more turbulent than the last.
He was first shocked that Ye Feng's left wrist shield could be deformed at will. It was not that Ye Feng deliberately controlled it, but the shield seemed to have consciousness. It automatically formed protection according to the opponent's attack range and resisted attacks from any direction.
Then, he was surprised to find that this shield could counterattack his own power, which was the goal he had been trying to achieve in refining the weapon.
He thought about it for hundreds of years, and finally realized that spiritual weapons could not do this, only immortal weapons could do it.
When he saw Ye Feng's left hand shield and experienced its power, he became more convinced of his own understanding, but this understanding made him very sad.
When he realized that the shield on Ye Feng's left wrist was a magic weapon, he wanted to die and wished he could find a crack to crawl into and escape.
Regret, anger, jealousy.
How is it possible? I have been in the Immortal Realm for hundreds of years, but my cultivation has not progressed. I can't make a good spiritual weapon, but this guy has only been in the Immortal Realm for half a year. How can he get a fairy weapon? And he came out of the Immortal Realm safely.
"I don't believe it. Take my sword again."
In a rage, he exerted his internal strength to the limit, and his fat body swelled even more, like a balloon filled with air.
Ye Feng sneered: "You won't give up until you find it. You can't blame me if you find it yourself."
The blood of the ancient gods in Ye Feng's body was running at a rapid speed, and the divine power like waves poured into the flying sword.
There were many kinds of dazzling lights flashing in the flying sword. In addition to the lights of wind copper, flame gold, and star crystal, there was also a kind of solemn golden light mixed in.
The colorful sword lights are like the gorgeous fireworks at a festival. Such gorgeous colors are not something that ordinary people can enjoy.
Although the flying sword shone brightly and brilliantly, its shape became pointed instead. It looked like it had changed from a small sword into a sewing needle. The tip of the sword was sharp and thin, and it stabbed straight at Li Dazhong's small sword that was flashing green light.
The flying sword needle was piercing the tip of Li Dazhong's flying sword.
On the surface, the tip of Ye Feng's flying sword condensed needle seemed too thin and a bit weak, but after the two swords collided, Ye Feng's flying sword condensed needle was not damaged. Instead, it pierced into Li Dazhong's green sword with ease, just like stabbing a piece of tofu.
Li Dazhong's flying sword suddenly broke into pieces, and the green light emitted from the sword body was like a candle in the wind. It suddenly became dying, and the dazzling light just now was gone.
Not only was Li Dazhong terrified and roaring in anger, but Elder Shaman and Gel who were watching nearby also exclaimed in unison.
No one expected that the flying sword that turned into a sewing needle would be so hard that it directly pierced the fat old man's flying sword.
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