Slaying the Weak Xuan Ming

Wu Chen's sword pellet continuously unleashed streak after streak of sword light, slashing toward the gourd vines.

Yet it only left faint marks on the gourd vines.

Those purple, seemingly inconspicuous and slender gourd vines were unexpectedly so tough!

Moreover, after a round of attacks, Wu Chen discovered that while the gourd vines were indeed resilient,

his sword pellet seemed to have been suppressed somehow, and its power had diminished considerably!

On the other side, Xuan Ji took out another pair of axes.

She truly adored axes.

Under the control of her Spiritual Thought, the axes hacked fiercely at the gourd vines.

But what she had not expected was—

just as the gourd vines were about to be struck by the axes,

they trembled and rebounded the axes' attack.

That strike directly caused cracks to appear across the Saint Immortal-grade magic artifacts!

Then, with another sweep, the pair of axes flashed wildly with spiritual light and let out a mournful cry before becoming completely useless!

They shattered into countless small pieces!

At this, the two exchanged a glance. When they looked at the Purple Extreme Gourd again, their eyes were filled with utter terror!

"This is an Imperial Weapon!!!"

Wu Chen nearly shouted himself hoarse.

Only an Imperial Weapon could exert such suppression over his Saint Immortal-grade sword pellet!

Only an Imperial Weapon could casually strike twice and smash Xuan Ji's pair of axes into fragments!

Now, they had been trapped by an Imperial Weapon!

And were being dragged bit by bit into the gourd!

What would happen if they were pulled inside?

At the thought, Wu Chen felt his entire body go numb!

Xuan Ji was the same.

The reason she and Wu Chen had come here this time

was because of Liu Yaoyang and the others' invitation.

Over