It is said that a tree lives like a skin and a man lives like a face. If he hadn't met Situ Yunqi today, it would be fine if he didn't make a move, but since he had already made a move, how could he give up easily because of Gu Fenghua's words, otherwise spread the word that he Where do you put your face?
Without further ado, Ma Qianxiao waved his palm, and an exquisite wine jug appeared in his palm, less than half a foot high, with a purple-gold color flowing all over his body.
However, as he made a few handprints, the wine jug rose into the air and swelled up as if puffing up. In the blink of an eye, it became two feet high. The wine poured out, covering Gu Fenghua and the others.
Following the radiance of the purple-gold divine light, Gu Fenghua could clearly feel the unique spirituality of the divine weapon, and this spirituality was several times stronger than the few body-protecting instruments she refined on the flying boat across the clouds.
"Be careful!" Surprised that something was wrong, Gu Fenghua hurriedly rushed out.
However, under the shroud of the purple divine light, it was like falling into a boundless quagmire. Even with the full power of the holy energy, it was difficult to take half a step. Even Gu Fenghua was like this, so there was no need to say more about Luo Enen and Fatty Bai.
Being imprisoned and unable to escape, Gu Fenghua and the others made a decisive decision, stopped, and slashed out with all their strength.
This sword came out smoothly, and at the critical moment, the power of the concentrated sword was also exerted to the limit by them, even stronger than when they fought against Ma Qianxiao before, but that sword Mang cut out a purple divine light, but it disappeared, and it didn't even stir up a little ripple.
The divine light continued to shine, and the jug disappeared. In the end, there was only a huge translucent purple jug, and Gu Fenghua and the others were firmly imprisoned in it.
"Yuye Zijin Pot, this is Senior Ma's famous artifact, Yuye Zijin Pot!" There was another exclamation from the crowd, which was of course full of envy.
Since he is known as one of Wuji Shengtian's top ten masters of refining weapons, Ma Qianxiao's skill attainments needless to say, this jade liquid purple gold pot is his famous work, and it is also the artifact he is most proud of in his life. Whenever he mentions it, Even he himself is proud of it.
However, there are not many people who are destined to see this purple gold pot of jade liquid. After all, there are not many people who are willing to offend Ma Qianxiao because of their reputation. The artifact that has been around for a long time is now being presented in front of everyone.
The power of its divine weapon did not disappoint. Although Gu Fenghua and the others are young, and their respective cultivation levels are still far behind Ma Qianxiao's, the joint strike is comparable to the full-strength strike of the Ninth Grade Heavenly Sage. And it's just such a sword, but when it encounters the Yuye Zijin Pot, it disappears without a trace, how powerful this artifact must be.
"Gu Fenghua, as long as you don't meddle in this matter, I will let you go, otherwise, don't blame me for not giving face to a school or Ku Zen." Ma Qianxiao shouted loudly. Although the people around him were full of admiration and envy, but he was not complacent, and his heart was full of helplessness.
This purple gold pot of jade liquid is a masterpiece refined by him at a super level. After refining, the power of the artifact surprised even himself. However, it was precisely because the Purple Gold Pot of Jade Liquid was so powerful that even he himself could not fully control it.
After all, his cultivation base is only the ninth rank of the Heavenly Sage, and no matter whether it is a magical weapon or a divine weapon, if it wants to exert its greatest power and magical effect, it needs corresponding strength. In the hands of children who are cultivated, they can't exert much power at all. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com