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Chapter 902 Two Divine Weapons
In Zhou Tingshan's eyes, the narration between Bai Fenghuang and Xu Ming became a kind of irony, perhaps because Xu Ming's face was born with a boyish temperament, and the bookishness between his brows made him even more angry.

"I said you two, just go home and save yourself from flirting and scolding, so that you will be ashamed and disgusting people here."

Zhou Tingshan's words were harsh and piercing, and Bai Fenghuang was naturally furious when he heard the words.

She had successfully cultivated the ability to change form thousands of years ago, but she had never seen a monk as arrogant as Zhou Tingshan.

Thinking of the look on his eyebrows when he spoke just now, Bai Fenghuang's heart was full of murderous intent.

But Zhou Tingshan didn't pay attention to this beautiful woman because he had the dragon scale armor on his body. The defensive effect of the dragon scale armor didn't need any test at all.

Xu Ming's previous methods failed to hurt the dragon scale armor, but now this beautiful woman can't hurt Zhou Tingshan even if she thinks about it.

Although Zhou Tingshan thought so in his heart, he far underestimated Bai Fenghuang's methods.

The most frightening thing is the white flame that can purify and devour even different fires, pure fire!
It is this terrible flame recorded in ancient books that burns everything in the world.

With one thought of Bai Fenghuang, the white pure fire wrapped around the long sword.

Seeing that Zhou Tingshan squinted his eyes like this and immediately attacked Bai Fenghuang with the spear in his hand, the iron law of "strike first is the first to fight" can never be overstated.

Zhou Tingshan didn't care about the pity for the fragrance and the jade, but what was strange was that the sharp spear pierced through Bai Fenghuang's body.

And the long sword crossed Zhou Tingshan's chest extremely gently, without the expected splash of flames or the startled look of blood that made people look sideways.

But Zhou Tingshan's eyes widened, and then several mouthfuls of uncontrollable blood spewed out from his mouth.

A few mouthfuls of reverse blood were evaporated into nothingness by the scorching fire before landing, Zhou Tingshan's eyes lingered with a look of shock.

Even Xu Ming's strange fire couldn't hurt him in the slightest. How could this seemingly soft white flame do this.

This is the fate of Zhou Tingshan who knows nothing about Jinghuo
Although the dragon scale armor condenses the thousands of years of luck contained in the dragon veins, this pure fire does not care that all things in the world can only be purified into nothingness in front of the pure fire.

So the dragon scale armor was a thin sheet of paper in front of Bai Fenghuang, and Zhou Tingshan, who was spouting blood, finally showed fear in his eyes this time.

As his only backup, the Dragon Scale Armor couldn't stop the thief.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help thinking of quitting, as the saying goes, if you keep the green hills, you don't have to worry about no firewood.

Zhou Tingshan, who doesn't know the details of this beautiful woman right now, has suffered a dark loss. Although he is eager to regain his position, his rationality for thousands of years has made him clearly know that as long as he retreats temporarily, he can make a comeback.

But how could Bai Fenghuang, who made the move now, let go of Zhou Tingshan who had spoken disrespectfully to him, only to see that the dazzling sword light of the long sword in his hand also enveloped Zhou Tingshan.

Faced with such methods, Zhou Tingshan could only lose without the backing of the Dragon Scale Armor.

Relying on the sharp snow spear in his hand to resist with difficulty, how could the murderous Bai Fenghuang allow Zhou Tingshan to escape.

In front of this white phoenix with the blood of a divine beast, Zhou Tingshan could only retreat steadily.

"Holy Master, if you don't save me again, then even if the dragon scale armor is broken, you won't get it!"

Before Zhou Tingshan died, he uttered a desperate roar, but the extremely shrewd Holy Master naturally would not take action to wade into this muddy water.

Now the star master, the sword master, and the extremely powerful casual cultivator are all looking here. If he makes a rash move for a pair of dragon scale armor, he may be the one who will die.

"Just let this hot potato fall into the hands of others, it will save me a lot of trouble."

The holy lord's resignation caused Zhou Tingshan to be burnt into nothingness by the pure fire in his anger, and the sharp spear Suxue and the dragon scale armor in his hand remained intact.

Two peerless divine weapons that could be compared with the magic weapons of the immortal family just floated in front of Xu Ming's eyes. This was also the first time Xu Ming saw the true power of Jinghuo.

Even when Zhou Tingshan died, he never imagined that one day he would die in this pure fire. He was completely enveloped by the flames, and he was wiped out without leaving a trace of his true spirit.

And just when Bai Fenghuang was about to touch these two peerless divine weapons with his hands, three figures also appeared here uninvited.

The black shadow of Starfield City, Shangguan Changkong of Wuhen Sword Palace, and an unknown old man with gray beard and hair.

From the aura of the three people, all of them have completed the tribulation period, but the auras of the three people are different.

The ghost of the black shadow is unpredictable, the sharpness of Shangguan Changkong is sharp, and the unnamed old man is as calm as the sea.

"Senior, these two divine weapons were originally belonging to my Myriad Realms and Nine States, so they should be decided by my Cultivation Alliance."

Shangguan Changkong glanced at Xu Ming who was at the side, and immediately clasped his fists and spoke to Bai Fenghuang.

Hearing the words, Bai Fenghuang also sneered.

"It's a joke. Since ancient times, the kings have been defeated, the weak are preyed on by the weak, and this apprentice died in my hands. Then the fate of these two treasures is up to me to decide."

"What kind of bullshit alliance of yours, you should spend your time and mind to manage the monster clan that is causing chaos"

Bai Fenghuang's words also changed Shangguan Changkong's face. It is true that their Cultivation Alliance and Yaozu have won and lost each other these days, but in the eyes of outsiders, such a mutual victory and defeat should not be.

Bai Fenghuang's words successfully hurt Shangguan Changkong's self-esteem, but due to his cultivation and status, he was not easy to get angry.

But with that gloomy face that dripped water, anyone could see Shangguan Changkong's mood at the moment.

However, no matter whether it was Suxue Divine Spear or Dragon Scale Armor, he had to get at least one from Wuhen Sword Palace, but as the saying goes, how can so many people share two divine weapons with too many monks.

But the most embarrassing thing at this moment is undoubtedly Zhou Fuhai at this moment. The Suxue Divine Spear was originally a thing of his Zhou family, and it was a weapon that he never left.

He didn't even look him in the eye, this is the law of survival of the king and the loser.

But the nameless old man with a warm face at the moment spoke out.

"Excuse me, gentlemen, these two magical weapons are about to be ordered."

Ok?
What surprised Xu Ming was that both Shangguan Changkong and the shadow of Starfield City were ruthless characters not to be trifled with.

The nameless old man even boasted that Haikou wanted to steal food from the hands of these two people. When he said this, several people looked at him intently.

But the latter is obviously fully prepared, and it is even more inevitable to win these two magic weapons.

For a while, the atmosphere was tense!

(End of this chapter)