I Can Extract Attributes

Nangong Han's body appeared more than ten meters away, and he looked up at the opposite side.

I saw that the clothes on Tang Yongye's upper body had been torn into strips of cloth, and his skin had a bronze-colored metallic luster.

It was as if he was not a man, but a bronze statue.

"It's no wonder that I won't die in one hand. It turned out to be a powerful body training technique."

Nangong smiled coldly, and the ancient Tianyao sword in his hand emitted a dazzling light.

Not to mention that he has practiced the Body Refinement exercises, his physical body is a little stronger, even if the real King Kong is not bad, he can also obliterate it.

"Kid, die!"

A sword cut out.

Jianmang is like a shock, pointing directly at Tang Yongye.

This sword glow is much stronger than before.

The corners of Tang Yongye's mouth twitched, but his eyes were full of fighting intent.

"If you want to kill me, see if you have the ability."

Tang Yongye held the Tianjue Sword in his hand, and the same sword fell down.

"boom!"

With a loud noise, the two sword beams annihilated each other.

The violent aftermath of the sword energy formed a terrifying destructive force, destroying the surroundings.

"die!"

When one move fell, before Tang Yongye could react, a fatal crisis arose from the bottom of his heart.

I saw that one was not strong, but it made Tang Yongye's hair-raising sword qi pierce through the aftermath of the bursting sword qi and cut it down towards him.

It was too late to dodge.

Tang Yongye's mind moved, and a big cauldron appeared on top of his head.

"The mere Houtian Lingbao, dare to fight against my Tianyao Ancient Sword?"

Nangong Han's eyes were cold and stern, and the ancient Tianyao sword in his hand was even more radiant.

"Who said my Lingding is an acquired Lingbao?"

Tang Yongye sneered, opened his palms, and madly poured the spiritual energy in his body into the spirit cauldron.

Immediately, the surface of the cauldron also lit up, and the lifelike worms engraved on the cauldron seemed to be alive.

The light of a spirit insect is too weak to be worth mentioning, but with tens of thousands of spirit insects, the momentum is different.

Thousands of worms and cauldrons entangled and circled each other, forming a vortex of spiritual worms, entangled with the beam of light that erupted from the ancient sword of Tianyao.

The beam of light seemed to be the food of the cauldron, gradually weakening, and at the same time, the cauldron gradually dissipated, turning into aura and entering the body of the cauldron.

"You actually have a congenital treasure."

Nangong Han looked at the big cauldron, and his expression finally became difficult to calm down.

The congenital spiritual treasure is extremely precious, and his Tianyao Ancient Sword is the strongest spiritual treasure of the Tianzong.

In Chuzhou, it is difficult to find the second innate spiritual treasure.

And now, this kid actually has an innate spiritual treasure in his hands.

Involuntarily, Nangong Han felt a little jealous in his heart.

Why is this kid covered in treasures?

Three psychic treasures, even he can't get them out.

"What about the congenital spiritual treasure, I killed you today, all the treasures are mine."

A fiery flash flashed in Nangong Han's eyes, and the whole person rushed into the vortex formed by the cauldron without fear.

Ding Ling attacked Nangong Han, Nangong cold snorted, Tian Yao ancient sword shook, and a large number of spirit worms were scattered.

With a thought, a piece of armor appeared in his hand.

Isn't this armor the psychic treasure that Nangong Han snatched away earlier?

Since it was an unowned thing, Nangong Han easily refined the armor.

The armor turned into a mass of black light, wrapped around Nangong Han's body, and it was faintly visible that this mass of black light had the form of armor.

The spirit worm Dingling fell on Nangong Han's body, and it was automatically eroded by the black light.

No attack could break through the armor composed of black light, let alone hurt Nangong Han.

"What a mysterious armor!"

Tang Yongye also noticed this scene,

He looked extremely solemn.

Originally, Nangong Han was extremely powerful, but now that he has the protection of the psychic treasure armor, it is impossible for him to hurt the opponent.

"Boy, are you still stubbornly resisting?"

The corners of Nangong Han's mouth raised, his face full of contempt.

"Until the end, we don't know who wins and who loses."

Tang Yongye gritted his teeth, the Heaven Jue Sword in his hand burst into light, and the surging sword energy surged up again.

"Sword One!"

A sword slashed, and a sword glow fell out.

But Tang Yongye didn't stop there.

Slowly raising his hand, the sword qi on his body soared several times out of thin air at this moment, and the sword stance was even more compelling and intimidating to the soul.

Seeing Tang Yongye use "Sword One", Nangong Han looked as usual.

But when he saw Tang Yongye's raised hand, he felt the sword-like aura emanating from his body, and he became restless.

His eyes widened, showing horror.

"Jian Er, damn it, how could this kid learn Jian Er?"

"No, this kid must be obliterated. I am the first genius in Chuzhou, and I will never allow others to threaten me."

Nangong Han felt a strong threat from Tang Yongye.

If he is allowed to grow up, his status as the number one genius in the future may not be guaranteed.

Thinking of this, the cold light in Nangong Han's eyes was cold, and the corners of his mouth opened a stern arc.

"You are not the only one who knows "Sword II", it is also your honor to die under my "Sword II" sword art today."

"Om!"

The ancient sword of Tianyao seemed to sense the killing intent of its master, and trembled wildly, the surging sword intent surged out, and the surrounding sword energy seemed to condense into countless sharp swords.

The vortex formed by the Purple Wood Spirit Ding Ding Ding Ling is collapsing little by little.

"Hey!"

Finally, a harsh sound, as if the curtain was being torn, came out.

A dazzling sword light ripped apart the vortex formed by Ding Ling.

The cauldron turned into countless streamers and returned to the purple wood cauldron.

As soon as Tang Yongye's thoughts moved, Zimu Lingding was taken into the Qiankun bag by him.

A dazzling sword light occupied his line of sight.

The power contained in this sword glow is too terrifying. Although it has not yet arrived, Tang Yongye feels that his body that is running the bronze statue is a little unbearable, as if it is about to crack.

"Nangong Han, let's give you a taste of failure today."

Tang Yongye's eyes were full of madness.

I saw that after Tang Yongye cut out "Sword One" and "Sword Two", he did not stop there, but slowly raised his hand again.

This sword, as if it contained the power of tens of millions, Tang Yongye's cheeks flushed red, and the muscles in his arms were shaking.

The fragile internal organs could not bear it, and there was a trace of blood flowing from the corner of the mouth.

He felt that if he slashed this sword, his body would be crushed and become mashed.

"Damn, I fought hard today!"

Tang Yongye looked at the shocking sword that fell down, his face full of cruelty.

Nangong Han's "Sword II" is much stronger than him, and his two swords combined cannot be resisted. Only by using "Sword III" can he have a chance.

By now, he had no choice. .

The immortal golden body was exerted to the extreme by him. Under the oppression of the thousands of pressures, the skin containing the bronze luster also cracked, and a large amount of blood flowed out.

In the blink of an eye, the whole person became a blood man.