When Yang Zhen saw the Wuque Sword in Fang Zhongjian's hand, the Great Deficiency Sword in his storage ring emitted waves of joy. The unique laughter of the Evil Shadow Black Taotie was very cheerful in Yang Zhen's ears, but it sounded like it was swallowing saliva.
The Great Deficiency Sword actually wants to devour the Wuque Sword?
Yang Zhen looked at the Wuque Sword in Fang Zhongjian's hand with a strange expression. It could cut through iron like mud and was indeed a good sword. Moreover, just as Fang Zhongjian said, this sword should not be an ordinary Saint Weapon. Even if it belongs to the category of Saint Weapon, it should be one of the best.
Seeing a strange aura enveloping Master Tie, Master Tie's expression suddenly hardened. With a wave of his hands, a flood of Literary Talent Qi Inscriptions swept through the entire teahouse, transforming into a long sword in mid-air, and blasted towards Fang Zhongjian's Wuque Sword.
boom--!
A deafening roar erupted, leaving everyone speechless.
The Wuque Sword truly lives up to its reputation as Saint Weapon. In the hands of Fang Zhongjian, a person at the Early Mahayana Realm, it was able to contend with Master Tie, a peak Mahayana Realm cultivator, and even seemed to be handling him with ease.
Clearly, Fang Zhongjian and Lu Tianwei came with Wuque Sword.
However, everyone underestimated Master Tie. Just as everyone was watching the Wuque Sword about to destroy the countless Literary Talent Qi Inscriptions, Master Tie suddenly snorted coldly and casually waved his hand. A violent wave of genius Literary Talent Qi, like a raging dragon, suddenly rose up with a terrifying force and crashed towards Fang Zhongjian.
Fang Zhongjian's expression changed drastically. The light of his Wuque Sword shone even brighter, but he dared not retreat rashly. Helpless, he could only say to Lu Tianwei, "Brother Lu!"
Lu Tianwei chuckled and said, "Brother Fang, rest assured, as I just said, you are free to do as you please!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Lu Tianwei suddenly produced a weapon that was neither a knife nor a sword. With a clang, it split off a terrifying wave of Literary Talent Qi that surged towards the Qi-overturning dragon in mid-air.
"Damn it, two against one, I'll fight you to the death!"
Suddenly, Luo Luo leaped into the air, unleashing endless waves of energy as she charged towards Lu Tianwei with lightning speed.
" Luoluo!"
Master Tie's expression changed, and he hurriedly waved his hand. One after another, terrifying Literary Talent Qi Inscriptions surrounded Lu Tianwei and Fang Zhongjian like waves.
A terrifying shockwave, violent as a dragon, roared and shook the heavens, causing all the surrounding tables and chairs to explode into dust. In an instant, dust filled the sky. Amidst the churning shockwave, a small figure suddenly flashed with lightning in his hand and charged towards Fang Zhongjian and Lu Tianwei.
Although Luoluo Luo was young, she was still a cultivator in the Tribulation Transcendence Realm. When she unleashed a burst of energy from her hand, Fang Zhongjian and Lu Tianwei's expressions changed.
Instead of backing down, the two exchanged a smile, a hint of amusement flashing in their eyes.
A strangely shaped True Essence Cannon appeared in Fang Zhongjian's hand. He laughed and said, "Old man, your grandson's life is the price for your stubbornness!"
Buzz--!
A devastating shockwave emanated from the True Essence Cannon, instantly turning everyone's expressions extremely grim.
In just a moment, the True Essence Cannon in Fang Zhongjian's hand gathered the True Essence of Heaven and Earth that terrified everyone present. Even Master Tie's expression changed drastically. He roared and slammed his hands heavily onto the ground.
Rumble--!
Waves of surging air rose from the ground, and countless waves of earth rushed toward Fang Zhongjian, but it was all in vain.
Fang Zhongjian chuckled and leaped into the air. The True Essence essence of heaven and earth that had gathered at the muzzle of the True Essence Cannon disappeared with a hum. The next moment was the time for the True Essence Cannon to explode.
All of this happened in the blink of an eye. Master Tie's reaction was incredibly fast, but could it be faster than the True Essence Cannon?
Luo Luo, still brimming with power, was completely exposed to Fang Zhongjian's True Essence Cannon. When she Luoluo up in horror, she met Fang Zhongjian's sinister, half-smiling expression.
Silence, deathly silence.
Inside the entire teahouse, apart from Master Tie's furious roars as he Luoluo madly toward Luo Luo, there was no other sound.
Die!
Fang Zhongjian laughed loudly, his expression almost hysterical. The True Essence Cannon in his hand—no, it should be called the Italian Cannon —sprouted out a small burst of light with a "poof," like a not-so-loud fart, disappearing without a trace before it even reached a foot out.
Snap!
Fang Zhongjian landed on the ground, looking at the muzzle of the True Essence Cannon with a bewildered expression. There was no trace of True Essence fluctuation left. He couldn't help but turn around and look at Lu Tianwei.
"What... what's wrong? It's not working anymore?"
Lu Tianwei's bewilderment was no less than Fang Zhongjian's, perhaps even more pronounced. Approaching Fang Zhongjian, he hesitated and said, "This shouldn't be!"
"Shouldn't be?" Fang Zhongjian's face turned ashen with anger as he stared at Lu Tianwei and said, " Lu Tianwei, is this the Italian Cannon you spoke of, capable of annihilating all those Black Puppet with a single shot?"
"What?" Luo Luo, Luoluo narrowly escaped death, was shocked to hear the name " Italian Cannon." Her face hadn't changed at all when facing death, but now, upon hearing the name "Italian Cannon," she turned pale and whispered, " Yang Zhen's Italian Cannon... how did it end up in your hands?"
Enraged, Fang Zhongjian threw the useless Italian Cannon back at Lu Tianwei, saying coldly, " Lu Tianwei, you must have been fooled by Yang Zhen! How could something like this possibly unleash the power you claim? It's laughable!"
Master Tie came to Luoluo Luo's side, staring at Fang Zhongjian with a furious expression. At this moment, he no longer had any of his meticulous demeanor and looked as if he wanted to tear Fang Zhongjian to pieces.
Fang Zhongjian stared coldly at Master Tie and said in a cold voice, " Master Tie, today's events were merely an accident. Don't think I can't do anything to you two. Even without the Italian Cannon, it would be easy for me to take your lives."
"You can try!" Master Tie's eyes flashed with murderous intent as he narrowed his eyes and stared at Fang Zhongjian, reaching out to pull Luoluo behind him.
Inside the teahouse, a group of cultivators stared blankly at the bizarre scene before them. An Italian Cannon that had gathered such a raging torrent of True Essence from heaven and earth had ultimately only released... a fart?
Seeing the awkward expression on Fang Zhongjian's face, everyone wanted to laugh but was too embarrassed, so they all chuckled softly. Even Lu Tianwei's face showed a hint of gloom.
"Impossible! I've personally used the Italian Cannon, and its power was comparable to a Peak Mahayana Realm attack. How could it suddenly become unusable?"
"Hmph, Yang Zhen's stuff, can it be reliable?" Fang Zhongjian's Wuque Sword suddenly emitted bursts of azure light as he said in a deep voice, "Stop talking nonsense, quickly kill these two people, we still need to rush to the Heavenly Snow Sacred Domain to meet up with Junior Brother Li."
Lu Tianwei took a deep breath, shook his head, and said, "No, there must be something fishy about this. Brother Fang, please step back and let me test the power of the Italian Cannon again."
Before Fang Zhongjian could speak, Lu Tianwei raised the Italian Cannon again.
Master Tie stared at Lu Tianwei with disdain, but Luo Luo's Luoluo changed drastically, and she hurriedly pulled Master Tie to dodge.
"Hey... bro, you guys are just showing off my Sage of Saunter in front of Sage of Saunter, and even trying to beat up Sage of Saunter little fangirl? Isn't that a bit too much?"
Yang Zhen slowly stood up, but his eyes remained fixed on the Wuque Sword in Fang Zhongjian's hand.
Sensing the information emanating from the Great Deficiency Sword, Yang Zhen suddenly had an idea: what interesting things would happen if he fused the Wuque Sword into the Great Deficiency Sword?
"Who?" Lu Tianwei's face suddenly turned flamboyant as he stared intently at Yang Zhen, who was wearing a bamboo hat. He was clearly startled by the familiar voice.