"Hehe, this kid is still so arrogant even when he's about to die." One of Bian Yao's subordinate, the Hundred Soldier King, said.

"He's going to die soon. He's pretty glib with his words. I hope his skills are good enough for that."

Another companion said.

"Just now, that sword technique was only able to escape danger because of the magical artifact that he had coincidentally restrained. However, young master's second style is about speed. How can he compete with that?"

At the same time, not only did they think so, Shen Lin also thought the same.

Seeing that Bian Yao was already not even a meter away from wielding the sword, Shen Lin immediately sat down on the ground. His face was ashen, and his eyes were filled with failure as he said.

"It's over, it's all over!"

Beside Shen Lin, a voice came out from the communication device:

"Xiao Lin, Xiao Lin, could it be that Shen Lin has already used the second form of the sword technique?!"

Shen Lin: "Boss, yes."

After a long while, an extremely heavy voice came from the other side, "Later on, just state my name and leave that little guy a complete corpse. I believe Bian Yao will give me this face."

In martial arts realm, there is a saying, 'The winner of a battle is life and death'.

"Die!" Bian Yao was like an arrow that had just left the bow. With the support of his terrifying speed, he could easily cut a large piece of rock, and the middle finger that was in front of Liu Xuan was like tofu in his eyes.

Sure enough, in the next moment, Bian Yao made contact with the Awakening Stone. A sword swept out, and a cracking sound could be heard.

Bian Yao sheathed his sword behind his back and stood proudly, looking down at Liu Xuan. The corners of his mouth carried a kind of lofty pride as he said: "A mere magical artifact, only mediocre."

All he saw was …

One of the finger of the Awakening Stone shattered into pieces, but Bian Yao's terrifying speed instantly stopped.

When Liu Xuan looked down from above, a hint of surprise flashed past his eyes. Although it looked like a very high level martial skill, he did not expect it to be this powerful. As expected, he could not ignore the heroes of this world.

However, in the next moment, Liu Xuan's body moved slightly, and he kept waving his palm up.

In the next moment, regardless of whether it was Bian Yao who received it, Wang Shanhu who was sitting in the air, or even Shen Lin who was holding onto the helicopter, all of their pupils contracted suddenly.

They only saw that the middle finger of the Spirit Calling Stone that was initially shattered into pieces, seemed to have heard Liu Xuan's command to crease his forehead as it directly flew into the air and started to rise from the root. It was placed on top of the other parts of the mountain, and in the blink of an eye, it returned to normal.

Liu Xuan stood in the middle of the gigantic palm with his five fingers held up to the sky like pillars, and in between the circulation of his energy, he looked like a demon!

"Hiss!" He … "His magic tool was actually broken into pieces, but he was still able to recover his original form. This …"

One of Bian Yao's subordinates said in shock, his mouth wide open.

"This is too terrifying, just what kind of magical equipment is this!"

The companions beside him were no different as they all exclaimed in shock.

Shen Lin's eyes widened as he mumbled to himself, "What kind of magical equipment is this that it can automatically recover itself? Is this even an algorithm!? "

Even if Shen Lin was just a Master of Internal Strength, in the special library, he had collected all kinds of things related to warriors, techniques, cultivation techniques, density, treasures, secret medicines, genius treasures, and so on.

The fact that a magical equipment could be restored after being broken was simply breaking his perception. Of course, this shocked him!

Even Bian Yao had a look of disbelief in his eyes when he saw this scene.

From the side of Shen Lin, a voice filled with dissatisfaction suddenly came out: "Xiao Lin, what's going on? Automatic recovery of magical equipment? Had he lost all his previous lessons? "It looks like after this mission is completed, you can go to the training camp and have your lessons again."

Hearing the boss's criticism, Shen Lin did not immediately self-reflect. Instead, he said with a voice that did not carry a trace of shock, "Boss, if you don't believe me, you can take a look yourself. When his magical equipment has truly recovered, even Bian Yao can testify."

"Boss, I'm sending you a video. Please accept it." Shen Lin immediately took out his communication device and began recording the video, and then sent it over.

A moment later.

From across the table came the sound of someone hitting the table, and a sharp intake of breath.

"How is this possible …!"

"Could it be, could it be the legendary divine tool?!" Only the divine tool can have its own recovery function. Xiao Lin, I'll make the speed a bit faster, I definitely can't let Bian Yao obtain the divine tool! "

"Divine Equipment! It was actually a divine artifact! "No wonder …" Shen Lin looked at the Spirit Calling Stone and muttered with unspeakable shock.

"Is this what he relies on? No wonder you can be so confident! "

Due to the confidence brought by the Divine Equipment, Shen Lin suddenly believed that he could fight with Bian Yao if he wanted to. Three more minutes!

"Hehe, I didn't expect that an unspecialized character in a city like you would have such a divine tool. It's really unexpected."

Bian Yao looked at the Spirit Calling Stone, and instantly returned to his previous calm.

Moreover, at this moment, he was extremely excited in his heart. He had a strong premonition that this Divine Equipment was about to receive a Mentor like him. Finally, in the entire China martial arts realm, an incomparably resplendent legend began!

At this moment, he was trembling in fear.

"Hur hur." Liu Xuan looked down on him from above, and obviously heard the few people shouting for divine tools, and immediately understood that this was the difference between having a Artifact Spirit and not having a Artifact Spirit.

He gently shook his head. In the Age of Chaos, it wasn't just one or two people's sorrows, but a group of people's.

But, in Bian Yao's eyes, what Liu Xuan had meant was completely different.

"What, now you know fear? So what if you are magical? Under my extreme speed, killing you will be easy. As I said before, there are a hundred ways to kill you. Even if you have some miracles, there is only one way that won't work. "

Bian Yao arrogantly berated.

"The treasures of the world belong to the able. If you offer me this miracle and tell me later to hand over your qualifications, I might spare your life!

Now, life or death, the choice is yours. "

On the side, Bian Yao's words were like a movement technique, causing the originally happy Shen Lin to immediately pause. It was as if he had thought of something.

"Yeah, Bian Yao specializes in speed, and even if the Mr. Liu's divine tool is used on divine tools, its speed is too clumsy, so it just so happens that it has been restrained!"

"Haha, I already told you that Young Master would not be defeated!"

"Of course, in my opinion, this God has prepared this God Equipment for you." Bian Yao's subordinates, who were originally worried, instantly exclaimed.

"Hur hur."

After hearing Bian Yao's words,, who was originally indifferent, finally lost his patience.

He shook his head and stood with his hands behind his back, looking down at Bian Yao from above, and the stars seemed to circulate in his eyes.

From the beginning to the end, he had never placed this kind of frog in the well in his eyes.

"You people from the Reclusion Sect, think that the unspecialized from the city is only an ant that you can kill at any time, but you don't know, in the eyes of me, Liu Wudi, aren't you also ants that I can crush with a single hand? You can't even match up to my back. I'm in heaven, you're on the ground.

In the city, you can't just say that all the treasures in the world belong to the capable. In this city, you have to abide by my rules! "