When Nangong Pojun heard this, he disagreed with it.

But after all, Master Dasheng was his master and was at Wuzhu Peak at this moment, so he was not inconvenient to say much.

So I drank in the Bashui Cave and sat down to watch the battle at the foot of the mountain.

Grandmaster Dasheng also looked at the foot of the mountain, waiting for his disciple Qian Buer to kill Qin Fan of Wanghai Peak, even if the task was completed.

With the cultivation of Qian Buer's "Two Difficulties" True Immortal, dealing with a True Immortal who has just survived the Three Disasters is just a handful of holding it.

It's only a matter of time to defeat Qin Fan

"Um?!"

"What a weird flying sword!"

Master Dasheng accompanied Nangong Pojun to drink, looking like he was in power, but in fact he was always paying attention to the battle between two true immortals at the foot of the mountain.

As if seeing something unexpected, Master Dasheng couldn't help but pause.

The wine in the glass almost sprinkled out.

Nangong Pojun obviously saw it, laughed in his heart, but said, "Qin Fan is a good fortune. He must have refined the 'Yuan Magnetic Iron' into his flying sword. It is obviously quite important, and it is already at the level of treasure. With one sword, any magic weapon refined by the essence of hardware will melt when it touches it. Junior Brother Qian's flying sword is not bad, but it will also be affected. Not only will it deviate from each collision, but it will also lose its spirituality after several collisions."

Nangong Pojun is worthy of being the hand of Taoshan's "Twelve Swordsmen". Whether it is Taoist practice or vision, they are far superior to ordinary true immortals.

Yuanmagnetic divine iron is also rare.

Qin Fan didn't know each other, but Nangong Pojun was able to recognize this treasure at a glance after Qin Fan refined this treasure into the flying sword.

The difference between the two can be seen.

but.

Judging from the words of Dasheng Zu and Nangong Pojun and others

The disciple of Dasheng Zu, the disciple of the Neither Nation, was obviously suffering a considerable loss. Qin Fan was successful in refining his sword, and he showed extraordinaryness as soon as he took action.

"Hmph!"

"It's okay to take a quick look with a flying sword. If you want to beat Buer, you have to go back and practice for thousands of years."

The ancestor Dasheng did not want to lose face in front of Nangong Pojun, so he pretended to be calm.

Just as I was about to drink the wine in my hand.

But suddenly, his eyes glared, and the energy was vented. The cup was instantly crushed and he shouted loudly.

"You dare?!"

He was angry and his body turned into a sword and disappeared on the spot.

"What a treasure fairy dress."

Nangong Pojun looked down at the mountain, his eyes shining brightly.

He drank the wine in his hand, stood up and took a step forward, and disappeared into the Bashui Cave.
Chapter completed!