One vomited blood, and thousands of others vomited blood......

Originally, Wang Chen didn't plan to let go of these elder mentors who fanned the yin and ignited the ghost fire, and dared to come over with Wu Qiyun, which means that they are in a gang, since even Wu Yanyun's face has been pumped, can he still let you go?

"Elder Zhou, look at the spirit weapon in my hand, it doesn't look like the one you branded before......?" What did you brag about Yang Tian before? Son of Destiny, Invincible Luck Come, look at the inscriptions of the spirit weapon in my hand with wide eyes? Yes, 9 Dao, more than twice as many as you!"

"Poof!"

Double Kill!

"That mentor over there, I heard that you were also very optimistic about Yang Tian before, how much money did you bet, one thousand, two thousand, forget it, let's continue to mock you, let's speak with facts, and see how many inscriptions I can imprint?...... Okay, it's over, 7 inscriptions, the performance is a little abnormal, but it can still be in the eye?Oh, it must be in the eye, because I found that there are only 2 inscriptions on your natal spirit soldier, hehehehe......"

"Poof!"

Triple kill!

"Hey, this mentor, I remember you just won the money? You pressed me to win? Thank you, thank you for believing in me...... What the hell, you've only earned 10 spirit crystals?! What the hell are you ...... Oh, I'm sorry, I was excited for a while, and I lost my words...... You only bet on me for 10 spirit crystals?!Brother, are you messing with me, don't you grasp the great opportunity to make money in front of you? Forget it, I don't bother to talk about you, 10 spirit crystal mentor, right, look, this spirit weapon in my hand is exactly the same as yours......

"Poof!"

Four kills!

"That elder over there, don't hide, it's you, come, pick your own, look at the model and style I have here, which one is the same as you......"

Five kills!

......

As a little expert in ridicule, Wang Chen's professional skills are still leveraged.

After slipping in a circle, except for Xiao Chengdao and the three of them, there was no one in the entire practice room who could stand.

After this spray, that spray, that spray, and this spray, the blood is like no money, and the spray is called a smooth one.

By the time Wang Chen finished imprinting the last inscription weapon, the elders and mentors in the entire cultivation room were already lying on the ground, all with blood on the corners of their mouths......

Elder Mentor Group, all destroyed!

Wu Wild Cloud: "......"

Zhang Daoxuan: "......"

Not to mention Wu Qiyun and Zhang Daoxuan, Xiao Chengdao looked at Wang Chen with a confused face at the moment.

This kid has such a lot of energy, a group of elder mentors, all of them vomited blood? Nima, you are going against the sky!

After being silent for a long time, Wu Yanyun opened his mouth, "Boy, are you too presumptuous? Even if you have something, but among the people present, which one is not your elder?

How do you write dead words? Old man, shouting, right? Okay, then let's have fun again!

At that moment, Wang Chen smiled. Turning to look at Xiao Chengdao, "Master, give me your Luohe Divine Sword." ”

"What are you going to do?"

Xiao Chengdao was stunned for a moment, and then his eyes widened, "You...... You don't think ......?"

"Strike while the iron is hot, isn't it?" Wang Chen smiled evilly, "Or do you say that you can't trust me, master?"

Xiao Chengdao was silent. After a while, he finally gritted his teeth, "Anyway, your kid is lucky, no matter what, it's better than the old man doing it himself, so let you try!"

As he spoke, he really took out the Luohe Divine Sword that he regarded as his life, and looked at Zhang Daoxuan next to him at the moment.

"Lao Xiao, you're crazy!"

Zhang Daoxuan exclaimed, "The 9-grade spirit soldier who has not dared to brand for many years, you want to hand it over to this kid? Moreover, this is a 9-grade spirit soldier, which is different from your previous artifacts, are you sure you want this kid to come?!"

"After all, it's meant to be imprinted. Xiao Chengdao smiled indifferently.

In fact, he was still very entangled, knowing that it was one thing for Wang Chen to have the blessing of the gods, but it was another thing to hand over his natal spirit soldiers. You know, he has been getting this sword for nearly a hundred years, but he doesn't dare to brand it. Even if he has been groping for decades to strengthen the brand, these years have been considered a small gain, but he does not dare to make a rash move.

Natal spirit soldiers, there is only one chance. If it fails, then everything is over. If the enhancement fails, there are attribute spirit stones that can be saved, as long as the star is not too high, it will not explode. But if the imprint fails, it's forever. Where the brand fails, it is impossible for you to re-brand. 36 inscription positions, one less inscription at a time of failure, if all 36 fail, his falling river sword will be considered useless.

Unlike other artifacts, the other artifacts failed, and it was great that he would change another one. The natal spirit soldier is still a natal spirit soldier of the 9th grade of the spirit level, there is only one thing in the entire Xia Kingdom, and there is no place to change it if he wants to, and the natal spirit soldier can't be changed, unless he wants to cultivate backwards and damage the Dao foundation.

The natal spirit soldier is directly related to Xiao Chengdao's own combat power, and he has never dared to act rashly, and it is also because of this.

But at this moment, after making a decision, he calmed down a lot.

As he said, it's all going to be branded anyway, if you don't brand it now, you will also brand it in the future, but does he dare to guarantee that there will be such a great opportunity in the future?

After all, there is a time limit. And he didn't know where to get this thing.

Early branding, late branding, all have to be branded, and they can't compare to Wang Chen when they shoot themselves, so why not let him try?

Of course, he thought so in his heart, but Xiao Chengdao couldn't say it.

Turning his head to look at Wang Chen, his eyes were full of kindness, "Moreover, I believe in my disciples." ”

Wang Chen: "......"

Is this inexplicable nausea swollen?

Forget it, don't bother with this old thing.

Respectfully took the Luohe Sword and held the hilt of the sword, but found that the Luohe Sword was as if it was stuck to Xiao Chengdao's hand, motionless.

"Well, master, if you don't let go, how can I help you brand. Wang Chen was a little speechless. It was you who said that you believed in me, and now you are the one who is holding the Luohe Sword to death, what's the matter, and you are reluctant?

Xiao Chengdao chuckled, "Stinky boy, what do you think, this is a 9-grade spirit soldier, can you take it?"

Wang Chen was not convinced. Lao Tzu is a dignified martial artist, can he move a hill, okay, even if he can't use your 9-grade spirit soldiers, can't he take it from me? Brother, let's not exaggerate too much?

Without waiting for him to say anything, Xiao Chengdao shook his head, "Okay, you go up first, and wait for me to cast a few spells to block all the divine power of the Luohe Sword before branding you." Otherwise, I'm afraid that you will be halfway imprinted in a while, and you will be crushed to death by the sword. ”

Wang Chen: "......"

Stoned to death by a sword? Just your broken sword, no one to handle it, no spiritual support, stoned me to death? I am a special martial artist double, double! Do you treat me as a weak chicken?!