When this ray of sage power appears.
Everyone near the Dragon chopping platform was deeply worried.
It''s like carrying a mountain and breathing.
It''s like the people saw the emperor.
Inner fear.
"Hey, the son of God took it out after all!"
Fenglingbei had expected, so he was not surprised, but sighed.
As soon as the sacred vessel comes out.
Then it means that the son of 100 poisons has really failed.
With real strength alone, he is not Xiao Changfeng''s opponent.
This is for the son of 100 poisons and for the northern Tang clan.
It was a huge blow.
"But as long as you can kill him, it doesn''t matter if you have a bad reputation. Since ancient times, you have become a king and defeated an enemy!"
Soon, the fine awn soared in the north of the wind.
Whatever happened before.
As long as Xiao Changfeng dies.
At that time, he will be criticized by others at most.
But the son of 100 poisons is still there, and this duel will eventually win.
A little gossip.
Can''t shake the northern Tang clan!
"This is a treasure given by the Lord himself when the son became the son!"
Xu Mohe was amazed.
The sons and daughters of the major forces are not just a symbol of status.
It will be given a sacred instrument by the saint.
And now.
The son of 100 poisons took out his holy instrument.
Under the realm of saints, although they can''t give full play to the real power of sacred vessels.
But it''s also extraordinary.
With the strength of the son of 100 poisons, once you cast the holy weapon.
It can even kill Huangwu territory.
So even how powerful Xiao Changfeng was before.
But as soon as the holy instrument came out.
No one thinks he has a chance.
Shua!
An iron fan appeared in the hands of the son of poison.
This iron fan is not the size of a head.
It is semicircular.
The whole body is covered with dark metallic luster and highly toxic.
The faint power of saints.
It overflows from above.
"What sacred vessel is this?"
Master Huang''s eyes were startled. He couldn''t recognize the iron fan.
Not just master Huang.
Xiangfei can''t tell from other spectators.
After all, there are few sacred vessels.
Even fewer appear in the world.
Most people have only heard of sacred vessels, but have never seen them.
"This is the peacock feather, one of the top ten concealed weapons of the northern Tang clan!"
The flood way suddenly opened its mouth and told the origin of the iron fan.
They are also the top ten concealed weapons.
But the peacock feather was refined by the leader of the northern Tang clan.
It''s a sacred vessel.
It is much stronger than the rainstorm pear flower needle taken out by the hundred poison saint.
"The peacock feather is a very domineering concealed weapon. It is said that it is composed of 365 poison needles, which are divided into 12 categories. Some specialize in breaking the flesh, some specialize in hurting the soul, and some specialize in this aura."
As a forging master, tie rujun also knows a lot about the top ten concealed weapons of the northern Tang clan.
At this time, he opened his mouth and explained to master Huang and others.
"What? It''s not fair that such a terrible concealed weapon is still a holy weapon!"
Xiangfei exclaimed, and her pretty face was full of vibration.
Ordinary peacock feathers are terrible.
What''s more, it was a sacred artifact made by the patriarch of the northern Tang Dynasty.
Its power.
I''m afraid even Huangwu territory will fall on the spot.
"No, Xiao Xiaoyou is very important to our herbalist Association. I can''t watch him killed!"
Hongdao''s eyes flickered and finally made a decision.
Suddenly the figure flashed.
Rushed to the Dragon cutting platform.
Because of the particularity of the Dragon chopping platform, he could not intervene in space.
If you want to save Xiao Changfeng, you can only step into the Dragon cutting platform.
Help Xiao Changfeng block the peacock feather.
"Hong Daoyuan, this duel is fair and just. Do you want to break the rules?"
Hong Daoyuan just moved.
Fenglingbei appeared quickly and stopped in front of him.
"Hum, it''s you, the northern Tang clan, who broke the rules first and won with sacred weapons. You''re not afraid of the world''s ridicule!"
The original eyes of the flood road were impatient, and the whole body was surging.
"The holy weapon is a gift given by the patriarch to the son. Naturally, it belongs to the power of the son. If you don''t accept it, you can also give Xiao Changfeng a holy weapon!"
Fenglingbei sneered, and the same breath surged.
Fighting alone, he is not afraid of hongdaoyuan.
"Unreasonable!"
Iron such as Jun whispered, like a raging fire.
"I will never let you disturb the son!"
Xu Mohe and Huaiyin ancestors flew out and stopped tie rujun.
Even the ancestors of the Lu family flew over.
For a while.
There is tension here.
Let 100000 viewers look at it.
And now.
On the Dragon chopping platform.
The son of 100 poisons finally displayed this terrible holy weapon.
"Xiao Changfeng, if you can die under a sacred instrument, you can smile!"
The son of 100 poisons holds the peacock feather, and the victory is in his hand.
"Next, I''ll show you the power of the peacock feather!"
The aura surged wildly and disappeared into the peacock plume.
The hundred poison Saint urged the peacock feather to show the power of the holy weapon.
Boom!
instant.
The power of saints is stronger.
The air on the Dragon chopping platform seemed to be solidified.
The light of black iron, like the scorching sun, rises suddenly, dazzling and dazzling.
"No!"
Hongdao''s face changed greatly and his heart was shocked.
In a hurry, he planned to take out the amulet given to him by the president.
But it seems too late.
At this time, he was hundreds of meters away from the Dragon chopping platform.
The peacock feather is less than 100 meters away from Xiao Changfeng.
Whoosh!
The peacock plume rises when it is urged.
In an instant, the whole iron fan scattered in an instant.
Turned into 365 poison needles.
The poison needle rose into the air under the control of the son of 100 poisons.
Go straight to Xiao Changfeng.
Three hundred and sixty-five poisonous needles turned into a peacock in the air.
Like a proud peacock, opening the screen!
Beautiful, but also dangerous and deadly.
Boom!
The air is pierced directly, and the peacock comes down to earth like a divine beast.
With unparalleled power.
Tear up the enemy in front of you.
"It''s over, Xiao Changfeng is dead!"
See this scene.
Everyone turned pale.
Although I was not in the Dragon cutting platform, I could feel the deadly breath on the peacock plume.
This moment.
The people mourned Xiao Changfeng.
No one thought he could resist the lethality of the peacock plume.
"Ha ha, go to hell!"
The son of poison showed ecstasy and ferocious laughter.
It seems that Xiao Changfeng has been shot into a sieve.
And now.
Xiao Changfeng stood in place, looking calm.
In the face of this frightening peacock feather, there was no fear at all.
But the peacock feather is terrible.
Even if he has a divine body, he can''t stop it.
"Sword!"
Xiao Changfeng thought.
instant.
A bronze light rose from his elixir field.
Like a real dragon in the sky, it soars for nine days.
This moment.
In front of 100000 people.
The empty flying sword soars out of the sky and cuts the peacock plume.
When!
A deafening metal sound rang from all directions.
Soon everyone saw it.
The mighty peacock feather, with a whine, fell to the ground in mid air.
And now.
Xiao Changfeng smiled at the hundred poison saint.
"Who said that only you have sacred vessels?"