Chapter 1335: These few shrimp soldiers and crabs are not enough for one dish

"Sure enough, here!"
When Liu Lang and Wen Huan saw Yan Shien and Mao Tianqing, Yan Shien and Mao Tianqing also saw Liu Lang, and of course, there was Wen Huan beside Liu Lang.
After scanning around and confirming that there are no other people in the valley, Yan Shien laughed and said: "I thought that our big genius Liu, raised his arms, could find a few decent helpers. There is only one Xiaoxian who got into the double election by luck."
"What's wrong with Xiaoxian? What's the result of luck? If you have the ability, you can also lie down and promote one, let me see!" Wen Huan stopped doing it immediately and just eliminated six cultivators by himself. His confidence is already When I mentioned it, I would never be afraid of it anymore. Now, facing Yan Shien, I don't have the slightest fear.
"You?" Yan Shien was choked and speechless for a while. He became angry from embarrassment and stepped forward to teach Wen Huan.
However, Mao Tianqing held him back.
"Don't worry!" Mao Tianqing patted Yan Shien on the shoulder, then turned to Wen Huan, "Boy, don't you think you can still be as lucky as you were in the primary election?"
"I really thought so." Wen Huan smiled, turned his head and said to Liu Lang: "Boss, I will be angry when I see these people, or let me hack them to death!"
After witnessing the power of Liu Lang's formation, Wen Huan's name for Liu Lang has changed unconsciously.
"No hurry, no hurry!" Liu Lang shook his head.
"Why not in a hurry?" Wen Huan asked puzzledly.
"These few prawns, soldiers and crabs are not enough for one dish. Wait a while, there will be more people, and one pot will be fun." Liu Lang explained patiently.
"If you say that, I will understand that these people are indeed a little weaker!" Wen Huan nodded in relief, and even took out a white cloth, humming a small song while wiping the sword.
"Arrogant, too arrogant!" Described by a mortal and Xiaoxian as a shrimp soldier and crab general, Mao Tianqing, who had just let Yan Shien calm down, fryed himself first.
When he moved his mind, he drew out the natal fairy weapon, a three-pointed two-edged sword.
This three-pointed, two-edged knife is about eight feet long, with a two-foot-long blade on the top and a six-foot-long handle underneath. The blade and the handle are densely patterned, and you can feel it from a long distance. The chill that exudes is obviously a very good fairy soldier.
"Huh?" Seeing the three-pointed and two-edged knife, Liu Lang's eyes immediately flashed with precision.
"Are you scared?" Mao Tianqing laughed loudly, "This is a mysterious high-grade immortal weapon, you haven't seen it before?"
Looking at the mysterious long sword in Mao Tianqing's hand, and then at the yellow long sword in his hand, Wen Huan suddenly showed envy. The wealth he had saved for hundreds of years changed such a sword. Shot, it is a profound-order fairy weapon, this is the gap!
"It's really good." Liu Lang nodded slightly, "Send me!"
"Send you? Your face is so big!" Mao Tianqing had seen shameless people, but had never seen Liu Lang so shameless. However, as soon as the voice fell, he found the surface of the three-pointed two-edged knife in his hand appeared. A layer of fine gold thread, the next moment, the three-pointed two-edged sword came alive, and directly broke free of his restraint and flew towards Liu Lang.
After a second, it fell firmly into Liu Lang's hands.
"This..." Mao Tianqing was stunned.
Yan Shien and others behind, also opened their mouths to swallow eggs.
That's a natal profound weapon, it has been integrated with the master, how can it easily break away from control and take the initiative to fly into the hands of others? Only when Liu Lang instantly erased the spiritual imprint on the profound tool and let it become a masterless thing, could this situation occur.
However, Mao Tianqing clearly felt that there was still a connection between himself and the three-pointed two-edged sword.
"Give it back to me!" Mao Tianqing said with a gloomy face.
It was a great shame for a cultivator of fairyland that his life profound tool was taken away by a mortal. He seemed to have felt the ridicule of the audience outside the court.
"Don't worry, I'll pay you back immediately." Liu Lang smiled faintly, with a palm of his hand, and took out the mutant Nanming Lihuo, shaking his hand, and the mutant Nanming Lihuo immediately entangled the three-pointed two-edged knife. The joint of the handle.
Mutant Nanming Lihuo is already a high-level heart fire, how can it be resisted by a mere Xuan-level immortal weapon, that is, in a blink of an eye, the joint is melted.
"Give it back to you!" Liu Lang waved his hand and threw the head of the knife to Mao Tianqing, while the handle of the knife moved his mind into the dragon ball.
"Puff..." Taking the head of the knife, Mao Tianqing suddenly spouted a mouthful of blood. First, he was angry, and second, his life secret weapon was destroyed, and it was extremely normal for his master to be backlashed.
Of course, the backlash is only a little bit injured, not life-threatening.
Looking down, the immortal weapon that had accompanied him for many years turned into this look. Mao Tianqing was furious. With a wave of his hand, he threw the blade to the ground, and then moved his mind and took out a low-grade long sword of the profound stage. .
"There are so many good things!" Liu Lang was overjoyed when he saw the quaint long sword. He waved his hand gently. Like the three-pointed two-edged sword before, Liu Lang was directly separated from Mao Tianqing's. Control, fly into Liu Lang's hands.
"This..." The hilt was lost before it became warm. Mao Tianqing has all his desire to die.
After Liu Lang got the long sword, he took the mutant Nanming Lihuo that had not been recovered, and directly melted the mysterious step long sword into three pieces. In the end, he took only a small section of the hilt and threw the rest back to Mao Tianqing.
"What else is good, take it out!" Liu Lang laughed.
The audience outside, including the elders of the Guiyi Immortal Sect, looked silly. Although the Profound Stage Immortal Artifact is not a treasure, it is also invaluable. Since Liu Lang has already used the formation to grab it, why not put it away, and Do you choose to destroy it? Isn't this a violent thing?
"Liu Lang seems to be collecting materials for the refining vessel." At this moment, Wang Tiezhu said weakly.
"Huh?" The elders of the Guiyi Immortal Sect looked at each other. If it was like Wang Tiezhu said, Liu Lang would be too prodigal. It would be great to sell the two immortal artifacts and buy the refining materials.
However, everyone was relieved when thinking of Liu Lang's effort to create a sack of amethyst coin array.
Liu Lang is not bad for money.
"I'm going to kill you!" Mao Tianqing's family is basically on the immortal weapon. Now, the two weapons in hand have been destroyed by Liu Lang, and he can't help but become angry.
As soon as his mind moved, he took out another fairy artifact.
After pulling it out, Mao Tianqing realized that it was wrong.
Because this fairy weapon cannot be used as a weapon.
Mao Tianqing was about to take back the immortal artifact, Liu Lang waved his hand, and the immortal artifact immediately followed the faintly visible golden thread to Liu Lang.
Liu Lang looked up and down at the fairy weapon floating in front of him, and couldn't help showing a weird look. After a while, he raised his head and asked: "This is how you found me?"
(End of this chapter)