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Everyone around saw Qiao Wushuang and his party standing scattered, their eyes showed envy and jealousy, this is all money, even if it is just scraping off a layer of meteorite, it can be exchanged for a lot of spars, how can it not make people excited. Please search (Pin% book ¥¥ net) to see the most complete!

But the strength is not as good as people, and now he can only be as a passerby A and a passerby B.

Wu Fan stood in front of the pillar with great excitement, took out the six-grade spirit sword he brought with him, mobilized the spiritual power into his arm, and then raised his arm to slash at the black meteorite, the hardness of the meteorite He had heard of it, this sword went down, he didn't expect to cut off a big piece, just drop the size of his finger, enough to exchange for millions of spars, and it was also a pint spar, as the spirit sword fell, Wu Fan seemed to see a large number of spars flying towards him, no dazzling, reflecting that he couldn't see anything clearly.

But this good wish of his was soon gone.

"Click!"

Wu Fan's spirit sword was finally slashed at the meteorite, sparks flew everywhere, and the expected scene did not appear, even a little bit of meteorite lime never fell, but it was the spirit sword of the sixth grade that was broken in two, and the huge anti-shock force shook him back, and he couldn't come back to his senses when he looked at the half-cut broken sword in his hand.

Wow!

The crowd standing from a distance watching saw this scene, which caused a commotion, and many people even showed a look of schadenfreude in their eyes.

Wu Fan's encounter was just the beginning, the other people only had the meteorite in front of them in their eyes, and they didn't notice that his spirit sword was broken, and they were all cut at the pillar almost at the same time, but the result was that there were several clicks and continuous paying, and the spirit sword in everyone's hand was broken by the shock, and the body was also ejected, and it was only when they withdrew from the distance that they could stabilize, and when they came back to their senses, they looked at the broken sword in their hands, and they all showed a painful look.

The spirit sword in their hands was exchanged for millions of spars, and now it is broken into two, shaped like a waste weapon, the meteorite did not get it, but lost a spiritual weapon, several people have an urge to cry, and the dream of getting rich is extinguished, and the heart is more and more painful.

Obviously it is a large number of spars, and they can't be counted, but they can only look at it in front of them and can't take it away, how they hope that they haven't been here, so that at least the spirit sword will not become scrap metal, and without the spirit sword, their strength will drop by at least one percent.

Qiao Wushuang didn't make a move at this time, not because he didn't want to, but on purpose, who is he, the first person of the younger generation in Wuda City, even if it is an existence that can be ranked in the top twenty in the entire Giant Clan, of course such a character must have grace, and in the face of huge wealth, he can't behave like a few other people, showing that he is different.

However, he was very surprised to see that the spirit swords of the few people who came with him were all broken by the meteorite, and he was even more glad that he was not in a hurry, otherwise the ending would be as embarrassing as theirs, and now everyone's eyes are falling on him, waiting for his next action.

Qiao Wushuang has a high-grade spiritual weapon in his hand, which is much higher than others, but at this time he is hesitant to take it out, this spiritual weapon is exchanged for tens of millions of spars, and the entire Qiao family is the only one, if it is broken here, I am afraid that there will be thoughts of hanging.

But under the temptation of the meteorite, Qiao Wushuang finally took out the spirit sword from the storage ring, held it in his hand, looked at the whole meteorite in front of him, and finally raised it, used his arm, and slashed at the meteorite with his sword.

Everyone's eyes moved with Qiao Wu's hands listening to the spirit sword, and they all leaned in the same direction, and some people even lifted their necks, as if they were being pinched, and the image was very funny.

Boom!

Sparks flew everywhere, but there was not even a trace left of the meteorite.

However, the spirit sword of Qiao Wushuang's hands was not broken, and the others were secretly relieved, although they didn't want Qiao Wushuang to get the meteorite, everyone was a little unwilling, and there was a glimmer of hope in their hearts, hoping that Qiao Wushuang could cut down some meteorites, so as to comfort the psychology of not being able to see, which was a kind of self-obscenity.

Qiao Wu's hands-free spirit sword was not broken, not because of the high level of the weapon, but because he only used less than thirty percent of his strength just now, and the power of the shock was within the range of the spirit sword, so it was not broken in two.

Qiao Wushuang swung his sword again and slashed at the pillar in front of him, this time with forty percent of his strength, it was still a spark splashing, and the meteorite did not leave a trace of it.

Qiao Wushuang increased his strength and slashed at the meteorite again, the meteorite was traceless, and the spirit sword was not damaged, his heart was secretly happy, and he had a little more hope for obtaining the meteorite, so he couldn't help but add thirty percent more skill, only to see a cold light crossing, like a meteor flashing, everyone's eyes were full of sword shadows, and everyone's hearts were beating with it.

"Click!"

With a crisp cracking sound, the spirit sword in Qiao Wu's hands was only half left, repeating the footsteps of the others, and the spirit weapon of the eight weapons became a waste weapon.

Qiao Wushuang looked at the broken sword in his hand, the violent aura of his body soared rapidly, and his handsome face turned red, looking a little distorted, very terrifying, and when the others saw his expression, their faces changed, and they quickly retreated, for fear that Qiao Wushuang would hurt people.

"Ah, I hate it!"

Qiao Wushuang suddenly looked like he was crazy, waved the broken sword in his hand and slashed desperately at the meteorite, the half-cut sword fell to the meteorite, the sparks splashed everywhere, the click sound was broken again, the wrist was injured, oozing blood, the whole person retreated rapidly, and sat on the ground with a butt, as if he had lost his soul, and it was difficult to recover for a long time.

Lei Tian didn't know what was happening behind him, at this time he was in front of a pile of statues, these stone statues were very huge, with a diameter of several zhang wide and nearly ten zhang high, like a small mountain, standing in different directions.

The stone statue is not a kind, lifelike, vivid, the face is full of ferocity, all fierce and vicious.

Not long ago, Lei Tian came to this colossus area, he didn't think much about it, he didn't think that the stone statue would move to attack him, and the stone legs weighing more than ten tons smashed into the wind and thunder, and the wind on the flat ground was fierce, blowing his face was hot and painful, if it wasn't for the perception of a prophet and prophet, Lei Tian was likely to hate the stone legs.

Stone statues are all over the place, blocking the road ahead, and if you want to continue to pass through, you can only find another way.

Lei Tian wrapped the stone statue with his divine sense, and wanted to investigate, but the stone statue was dead but it was able to attack, and there must be something strange about it, and it was very likely that there was a memory mechanism.

Sure enough, after some exploration, Lei Tian found that there was a bowl-sized round object at the heart of the stone statue, not a white spare, but a black one, which was the meteorite that Lei Tian dug up on the pillar before.

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