Soul-Slaying Girl: All the contracts I contracted are ancient divine weapons.

"why?"

"Didn't Fourth Senior Brother teach you? The answer is right in front of you, you just need a pair of eyes that can detect it." Han Zhan said and used it flexibly.

"When I met Fourth Senior Brother downstairs, he had already bought groceries."

"Fourth senior brother Ye Qiu is a very careful man. It can be seen from the environment where he lives that he does not have high requirements for life."

"Since it's not high, why did he buy just four dishes? Unless he has the ability to predict my arrival in advance. Or, he bought so many dishes because he originally wanted to entertain other people..."

Who the others were, Han Zhan did not know at the time.

But when he sensed familiar hidden fluctuations in Ye Qiu's room, Han Zhan had the answer in his heart.

He chose not to take action in front of Ye Qiu because of his trust in Ye Qiu.

The reason for choosing to intercept them halfway was to be responsible for the dead people of Daxia.

"Why did you want to kill them?" Han Zhan asked the question he wanted to ask the most.

But it was obvious that Meng Xiaobei did not intend to answer.

He raised his hand slightly, and a bronze box the size of an arm suddenly poked its head out of Meng Xiaobei's sleeve.

The surface of the bronze box was covered with patina, and the green and yellow colors alternated on it. It was obviously an antique object.

Following Meng Xiaobei's movement, the small square opening of the bronze box suddenly opened, and a cold light shot up into the sky, heading towards Han Zhan directly in front!

Ding!

A crisp collision sounded.

The Yuehua sword in Han Zhan's hand felt an unexpected force coming from the blade, forcing Han Zhan's whole right hand holding the sword to slowly move backwards.

He also saw clearly what the other party was.

It turned out to be a bronze eight-sided Han sword! Behind the Eight-sided Han Sword, a white bone claw tightly grasped the hilt of the sword.

Looking back along the white bone claw, there are arms, a skeleton, and a head made of the same white bones.

But this white-bone skeleton lost its lower body and floated entirely in mid-air.

Seeing Han Zhan block the sudden attack of the sword, the white-bone skeleton holding the Eight-sided Han Sword changed his sword style again, turning and slashing three times in a row.

Dangdang Dangdang!

The craftsmanship of the Eight-sided Han Sword makes its overall thickness thicker, making it powerful and powerful when swung.

Each of these chops caused the Yuehua sword to fly out with fierce sparks due to friction and collision.

In order to relieve this force, Han Zhan had to take three steps back.

He also saw clearly the true appearance of this skeleton.

"Half a skeleton of white bones, with a gray-brown war robe full of holes draped over his shoulders. He looks like a general on the battlefield."

"In the fight that lasted just a few breaths, he was experienced in sword moves and varied in sword style. He is a good swordsman."

"This shirt is just to block the line of sight. Its real purpose is to block the thread that connects the skeleton and the bronze box!"

clang!

As Han Zhan spoke, he blocked the fourth attack of the eight-sided Han Sword with white bones and skulls.

The splashing firelight illuminated the eyes, and also illuminated a thin thread hidden in the worn-out shirt behind the skeleton.

The thread is as thin as a hair. If you don't look carefully, you won't see it at all.

Seeing that Han Zhan had exposed the heel of this prop, Meng Xiaobei no longer concealed it. He lowered his voice and shouted:

"I don't want to fight you."

"Let me go!"

Han Zhan suddenly turned sideways, and the Yuehua sword was thrown aside along with the Eight-sided Han Sword, and he released his force neatly.

After looking at the gap in the battle, he swung out his left fist that had been prepared for a long time and hit the skeleton with one punch.

Bang!

A dull sound came.

The skeleton was punched away by Han Zhan, dragging the silk thread up high, like a kite being flown high into the sky, fluttering.

"Sorry, I can't agree to your request."

"Since Fourth Senior Brother is willing to speak for you, I can also give you this opportunity, as long as you stay calm and tell us the ins and outs of the matter."

Unexpectedly, Meng Xiaobei shook his head.

"In that case, let's see the truth behind our hands."

After Han Zhan finished speaking, the Demon Crossing Cloak immediately wrapped his whole body, and the Moonlight Sword was put away, replaced by the even more powerful Xuanyuan Sword!

Faced with the Korean War, which was ready to go all out, Meng Xiaobei only did one thing.

I saw him throw the bronze box forward suddenly, and then hit it hard on the hard ground.

"Go to me, Yanbing Sword Box!"

Click.

Click.

There was a crisp sound of the box breaking.

The bronze box, which was originally covered in patina, completely shattered under the impact of the violent throw.

After a while, large plumes of black smoke emerged from the cracked bronze box.

The thick black smoke gradually condensed and took shape, suddenly transforming into a half-life skeletal soldier that was no different from the white-bone skeleton before.

They also held an eight-sided Han sword in their hands and charged towards Han Zhan, the only enemy in the field!

A golden, bright majestic sword energy soared into the sky from the center of the battlefield surrounded by skeleton soldiers!

……

ten minutes later.

There were fragments of white bones scattered on the ground, as well as fragments of bronze, and a broken and broken Eight-sided Han Sword.

All the Yanbing in the Yanbing Sword Box exploded at once, and such destructive power should not be underestimated.

But it is still not the opponent of today's Korean War.

But when he finished dealing with these entangled skeleton soldiers, there was no trace of Meng Xiaobei in front of him.

Run away for him!

At this time, Bob's virtual projection was long overdue.

"This area has been hidden, so I have been searching for a long time. If it weren't for your sword energy, I might have to search for even longer."

Before Han Zhan could ask questions, Bob took the lead in explaining.

"The other party is very strong? You can't even keep him?"

"Second-level spiritual contract master, his awakening qualifications are mediocre, and he doesn't even have a contract with the spirit. He is a passerby who wouldn't take a second look when walking on the street." This was Han Zhan's summary description of Meng Xiaobei.

"Then you let him run away?"

"The opponent's strength is not good, but the props he uses are very weird."

When Han Zhan said this, he lowered his head and glanced at the fragments scattered on the ground.

"They are all props that I have never heard of, and the power of these props is not weak."

You know, being able to fight against Han Zhan for more than ten minutes is definitely second to none in the prop world.

Being able to hide once again under the great formation of heaven and earth of Beijun Skynet Bob and the ninth-level powerhouse Lin Jingxuan, such props are definitely rare.

How did Meng Xiaobei, a small character, obtain these two props?

And looking at the way he smashes it and throws it away, it seems like he doesn’t feel sorry for this kind of prop at all?

"Looking at the internal energy circuit, it doesn't look like Blue Star's current props."

Picking up a piece of fragment scattered on the ground, Bob's eyes burst out with a detection green light, and after scanning it up and down, he came to such a conclusion.

"It's an antique."