"Probably. This can be considered a blessing in disguise." Yuhen nodded.

As soon as the speaker's appearance appeared, it was obvious that he was not an ordinary character.

At this time, the man in white had already suppressed the mask opposite him and held it in his hand.

"Awesome! Then, how do you execute this move next?"

Taoist Yuanhua got a little angry and immediately pressed a black gold pendant on his chest.

Buzz!

The moment he held the pendant, an invisible spiritual wave suddenly spread to the entire hall with him as the center.

This time, everyone noticed the difference.

A depressing atmosphere slowly emerged.

"It's a Taoist weapon! An inherited Taoist weapon!" Yu Mo leaned forward again, "Zhengrou is the only one who got the Taoist tool. I don't know if I can handle it!"

"Let's see first. If it doesn't work, he will admit defeat." Yu Hen shook his head.

Not far away, the four Zhengming people also looked worried.

"I have used all the inherited Taoist tools. I really worked hard." Zhengming frowned, "I can't master the use of Taoist tools so quickly. Zhengrou is at a disadvantage in this regard."

"I think Zhengrou still has some confidence." Zhengxia has been following Yu Hong these days and has vaguely observed his temper.

Seeing his unmoving expression on the field, he knew that things were not beyond his control.

On the other hand, the local representatives on the side applauded and applauded when they saw such a miraculous battle. It was a strange and lively scene.

I didn't notice the solemn atmosphere inside at all.

At this time in the field.

Taoist Yuanhua held the pendant, and resentful sand suddenly gathered behind him, forming a three-meter-high silver bull-head mask human figure.

The tauren-faced man held a silver axe, raised his feet and rushed towards Yu Hong's direction.

Puff puff puff!!

Every time it takes a step, translucent gel is dripping from its body.

That was Yu Ren silently exerting his ability, causing him to receive a steady stream of continuous damage.

But this kind of damage is of no use, it has no effect on the man in the bull-headed mask.

In an instant, it ran to the speaker and waved its axe.

Whoosh!

The ax fell on the speaker's head in an instant, and at this moment, the speaker's scream instantly erupted.

ah!!!

There was a loud bang, and the whole person was like jelly, completely exploded, splashed around, and disappeared completely.

A small portion of the Minotaur's frontal body was completely gelatinized, dripping to the ground like wax.

There was an uproar all around.

Taoist Yuanhua used his inherited Taoist weapon, but he was actually injured by Yuren's counterattack.

You must know that once the inherited Taoist weapon is used, it can instantly increase the user's strength by a large amount, but the price is the rapid consumption of mental power. This is basically the same trick as the trump card, but at this time, it actually...

"Yellow-level Taoist weapon, fortunately, Zhengrou is Xuan-level. Even if he is not skilled, he should be able to have a slight advantage. The next step is the real key to victory or defeat." Zhengming said solemnly, watching Yu closely.

Macro.

The last time he had a discussion, he wanted to know what kind of inherited Taoist weapon Yu Hong had obtained, and what the function of that Taoist tool was.

There was no chance last time, so this time Taoist Yuanhua takes his place, and he may be able to force Chu Hong's trump card.

Not only him, but Old Taoist Yu Mo also looked at Yu Hong with expectation.

Temple Master Yuhen held the tea, put it to his mouth and never put it back, his movements seemed to be frozen.
Chapter completed!