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Xuan Ling saw Xu Ze dancing the feather fan, he stepped back sharply, and said to Xu Ze: "Xu Ze, the person you want to kill is Xu Feng, this Shenzi and you don't have much grudge, our two sects are the largest sects in the Divine Valley, if you move this Shenzi, I'm afraid you won't feel good."

Xuan Ling was obviously unwilling to fight with Xuze, and in the face of Xuze who was holding a divine weapon, he immediately changed his position and pushed Xu Feng out

When Xu Feng heard Xuan Ling's words, he couldn't help but snort coldly, he didn't expect Xuan Ling to stand with him from the beginning, if it weren't for the fact that he was going to open the Divine Tomb, Xuan Ling would not have made a move against Xu Ze

"Get out" Xu Ze looked at Xuan Ling coldly, and roared angrily, showing no mercy

Xuan Ling had never been roared like this, his face turned blue in an instant, but looking at the feather fan in Xuan Ling's hand, he finally endured it, and his face turned blue, and he shouted to his subordinates: "Go"

Xu Ze didn't stop Xuan Ling, his eyes looked at Xu Feng, the feather fan in his hand was facing Xu Feng, and the surging aura of the divine soldiers covered Xu Feng: "It's your turn"

Xu Feng took a deep breath and took out the short pestle, he knew the strength of the divine soldier, but he had to face the other party

"I don't know whether to live or die" Xuze rioted out of a terrifying force, the breath of an amazing monstrous power danced out of the feather fan, the earth-shattering breath stirred the wind and clouds in the tomb of the gods, everything in heaven and earth had to be suppressed, as if there were gods overlooking the earth, the incomparable momentum of the collapse of the sky burst out from the feather fan, this momentum gushed out, everyone felt that it was difficult to breathe, and even Xu Feng, who was the son of the gods, did not run smoothly The power of the divine weapon was revealed at this moment

Such divine power made Xu Feng's heart not calm, this was a huge crisis, but he had to face it, holding a short pestle, the power ran to the short pestle, and the layers of dao marks continued to cover it, which slightly reduced the pressure of the divine soldiers

"It's just a broken stick, and I also want to resist the divine soldiers, I really don't know whether I live or die" Xu Ze looked at Xu Feng coldly, his eyes were full of sarcasm, the momentum of the feather fan skyrocketed, and he suppressed Xu Feng, and at the same time, the power of the endless avenue was entangled, turning into a huge feather fan, and it was like Mount Tai pressing towards Xu Feng

How terrifying is the power of the dance, this is the strongest force Xu Feng has ever faced, and the power of the divine weapon is even more terrifying than the Emperor's Realm, such a power dances out, Xu Feng has no doubt that the bones that he can be crushed are shattered

Xu Feng's subordinates looked at the huge feather fan that was crushing Xu Feng down, and they also showed a look of horror Such a power is no longer something that a god can resist, this is the power of the gods, Xu Feng is afraid that under this blow, he will have no bones

Countless people couldn't help but regret it, thinking that if this Divine Valley had a divine weapon for Xu Ze to use, they would not follow Xu Feng no matter what

The feather fan suppressed it, and with the power of the sky, it wanted to completely wipe out Xu Feng

"To die" Xuze drove the divine soldiers, and the infinite power continued to pour into the divine soldiers, and the divine soldiers were terrifying, but the power to be driven was equally terrifying, frantically extracting the power of Xuze, and Xuze's face turned pale, but in order to be able to kill Xu Feng, Xuze didn't care about consumption at all, and the feather fan rioted with earth-shattering power, completely covering Xu Feng and leaving

Such a force was suppressed, and the sky dome was suppressed and shattered At the same time as the sky dome was shattered, the feather fan fell, Xu Feng's complexion changed greatly, the power of his whole body danced, and the crazy running power flocked to Gu Ding, hoping that Gu Ding could help him resist the might of the divine soldiers

Xu Feng has already discovered that with his own strength, he can't stop the might of the divine soldier no matter what, Xu Feng can only rely on Gu Ding, but this Gu Ding is not under his control, no matter how suddenly he drives, he can't use Gu Ding

The feather fan reached the top of Xu Feng's head in a blink of an eye, and Xu Ze stared at Xu Feng coldly: "I'll send you on the road today"

Between Xu Ze's roars, the feather fan fell, and everyone saw Xu Feng's blurred appearance of flesh and blood, and just when many people closed their eyes, a sudden riot burst out on Xu Feng's body

This momentum burst out, everything in the sky shook, and a breath that destroyed all things in the heavens and the earth rushed out, and between this momentum and shock, there was an incomparable monstrous momentum, and this momentum could turn the sky and the sea

Many people of the "Divine Soldiers" saw Xu Feng suddenly riot with such a momentum, and after being stunned for a moment, they couldn't help but exclaim, and the originally pale faces of the subordinates who followed Xu Feng became violently excited, they stared at the void with wide eyes, staring at the short pestle in Xu Feng's hand in disbelief

The short pestle is entwined with colorful halos at this time, and there are infinite traces of the Dao in it, which continue to spread out like a spider's web, and there is also a divine power emerging in it, and the divine power is monstrous, stirring the heavens and the earth, and everyone is shocked by this divine power

Xuan Ling was originally about to leave, but when he saw this scene at this moment, he couldn't help but stop, he looked at the short pestle in Xu Feng's hand blankly, this momentum was exactly what emerged from Xu Feng's short pestle

"This ...... This...... How is this possible?" Xuan Ling looked at Xu Feng in a daze, he knew very well the origin of this short pestle, but he couldn't have imagined that this was a divine weapon

Xu Feng also looked at the short pestle in his hand that rioted with incomparable divine power, he originally wanted to use Gu Ding's but Gu Ding did not react, this short pestle that made him feel mysterious actually rioted with divine power

This result made Xu Feng unbelievable, although he felt that the short pestle was not simple, he never thought that this was a divine soldier

The short pestle frantically devoured his power, and the riot produced terrifying Dao marks, which turned into magical powers, turned into earth-shattering divine power, and divine power emerged, blocking the feather fan that was enough to destroy the sky

"It's impossible" Xu Ze also exclaimed, looking at Xu Feng with wide eyes, looking excited

However, the scene in front of him made him have to believe that Xu Feng was holding a short pestle, in which the divine power of the riot continued to rise, with the help of Xu Feng's Great Dao power, it climbed to the point of an incomprehensible monstrous power to suppress a qiē, even the feather fan of Xuze had to avoid its edge

"Boom...... Boom ......"

The short pestle was sharp, and the originally dark short pestle was shining brightly for nine days at the moment, illuminating all around, and the road marks were staggered, and it was suppressed by the feather fan

"Poof......

The power of the short pestle riot was suppressed, the feather fan avoided its edge, Xu Ze was eaten by the feather fan, a mouthful of blood spurted out, and the feather fan in his hand came out of his hand with a look of disbelief, and his figure smashed on the void, smashing a piece of the void

The short pestle in Xu Feng's hand also shot out after the opponent's feather fan came out of his hand, and fell on the feather fan, and the power of the riot was suppressed, and the feather fan was suppressed by the momentum of the original riot, all of which disappeared into the feather fan, and the momentum of the short pestle dancing also disappeared with the disappearance of the power of the feather fan

The short pestle and the feather fan were like two extremely ordinary items, both of which fell into Xu Feng's hands

Xu Feng grabbed these two items, and he couldn't react in his heart, he held the feather fan and the short pestle in a daze, seeing that the short pestle returned to its previous unsurprising appearance, Xu Feng couldn't help biting his tongue, and after making sure that it was not a dream, he regained his senses

"This ...... What kind of treasure is this pestle?" Xu Feng looked at the short pestle in his hand in a daze, even a divine soldier could suppress it, so how precious was his value? Xu Feng even had doubts that this short pestle was used to suppress Feng Ling in the first place, otherwise, how could Feng Ling rest on the short pestle

Thinking of this possibility, Xu Feng couldn't help but take a deep breath If this is the case, then how precious will this short pestle be?

As sluggish as Xu Feng was Xuan Ling, he looked at Xu Feng in disbelief at the short pestle in Xu Feng's hand, this was too unexpected even the divine soldiers could suppress it, so what advantage did these gods have in front of Xu Feng?

Looking at the feather fan in Xu Feng's hand, Xuan Ling couldn't help but look at Xu Ze, only to see that Xu Ze's face was bloodless, and he was already shocked to the extreme

Xu Feng, who got the feather fan, Xu Feng grabbed the feather fan, wanting to use the power of the feather fan, but found that his Dao and it could not be swallowed by the other party's power, and the blood and qi of the shock were tumbling, if it were not for the sudden burst of power of the short pestle to suppress it, Xu Feng had no doubt that he would be seriously injured by the shock

Seeing that he couldn't use the feather fan, Xu Feng threw it into the small world, and then grabbed the short pestle and played with it, but to Xu Feng's surprise, how could Xu Feng instill strength into the short pestle, and the short pestle could no longer break out of the power just now, this result made Xu Feng frown?

"Could it be that this pestle will only strike when it is provoked by a divine soldier?" Xu Feng muttered in his heart, the more he thought about it, the more likely he felt, the short pestle did not burst out with a trace of divine power when he faced the holy weapon, and only this time the divine power of the feather fan riot wanted to destroy it, and it resisted, that is to say, this short pestle would only be provoked by weapons above the divine weapon

Xu Feng took a deep breath and put the short pestle back in his heart, but he had already made up his mind to find out what this short pestle was

Xu Ze saw that Xu Feng, who had put away the short pestle, looked at him, his expression changed drastically, tearing the void, and escaping into the void

How can Xu Ze not be frightened, his divine weapons have been suppressed by the other party, and no one knows how he can fight the other party?

Xu Ze's heart is dripping blood, that is his divine soldier, even the divine soldier has been snatched among the gods, his status will plummet, the significance of the gods to the gods, without this thing, maybe his status as the godson will be deprived

Xu Ze ruthlessed Xu Feng to the depths of his bone marrow, but he had no way to deal with Xu Feng, leaving him with the only way to escape

Everyone watched Xu Ze flee, and one by one his head was still a little unable to turn, just now Xu Ze was still showing off his might, but they didn't expect that it would become such a situation in just a few breaths, which made everyone couldn't help but turn their eyes to Xu Feng

And Xu Feng's subordinates were flushed at the moment, and the excited green muscles were surging out, with such a master, they could show off their power in a big way