Chapter 151 Whether or Not We Can Deal with Those Martial Arts Masters Depends on This Last Step!

The door opened, and a hot breath rushed towards my face.

When the heat dissipated, Zhao Xicheng had fainted in the messy palace.

Xuzhou's heart tightened and he quickly walked to Zhao Xicheng.

"metropolitan!"

Xu Zhou helped Zhao Xicheng up, but saw that Zhao Xicheng's face was extremely pale, and his long hair on his temples had turned white.

Xu Zhou's clenched fists loosened again.

He sighed, even though he had thousands of words to say, he couldn't say a single word.

He could feel that the sect master's life was not in danger, but he was just too tired.

But a majestic warrior was so exhausted that he vomited blood. How hard did it go!

"It would be too difficult to make more than a thousand spears in a short period of time..."

Beside Xuzhou, an elder said leisurely.

However, not many people are paying attention to those spears now. Everyone is looking at Zhao Xicheng who fainted.

After feeding some decoction, about a quarter of an hour passed before Zhao Xicheng woke up leisurely.

"metropolitan!"

"metropolitan……"

The moment Zhao Xicheng woke up, excitement and worry flashed in the eyes of Xu Zhou and other elders.

Zhao Xicheng stood up with difficulty and waved his hand.

"I'm fine..."

Zhao Xicheng said, his voice a little sad.

"If I want every warrior above the martial master level to have a spear, I can't do it anymore..."

After hearing these words, everyone couldn't help but look sad.

In fact, they already knew the result.

They just don't want to admit it.

They just have a little thought...

Xuzhou came to Zhao Xicheng, bowed and saluted, his voice was particularly firm.

"Sect Master, even if there are no divine weapons by my side, I am still willing to live and die with the Puppet Sect!"

With Xu Zhou at the beginning, other elders also expressed their status!

Outside the Puppet Sect, the attacks of the eight Wuzong Realm experts became more and more fierce. They all understood that it was only a matter of time before the entire Puppet Sect was destroyed.

Just when everyone expressed their determination, Zhao Xicheng shook his head and turned to look at Elder Bai Laiwei.

"When did I say that our Puppet Sect will definitely be defeated?"

Xu Zhou and all the elders were stunned.

Didn’t the sect leader mean to give up in his words just now?

What does it mean when you suddenly say this again?

Before everyone could recover, Zhao Xicheng used the little energy and blood he had left to blow away the dust attached to the magic weapon with a burst of energy!

All of a sudden.

The dust dispersed, revealing spears glowing with golden light!

Every spear was perfect to the extreme, just like the one in Xu Zhou's hand!

And this is not the most shocking thing.

The most shocking thing is that there are not a few of these spears. They have been piled up into a hill in the palace!

So many elders who entered the palace couldn't help but swallow their saliva.

How many spears are there! ?

In just two days, their sect leader completed this almost impossible thing! ?

"Although the spears I forged cannot be distributed to every martial arts disciple, I can still forge a thousand spears!"

"Xu Zhou, in addition to all the elders, select some martial arts disciples to make up the number of one thousand!"

"Whether they can fight against those eight Wuzong Realm experts depends on these magic weapons!"

Xu Zhou's previous sense of loss has long since disappeared!

This is a thousand spears!

To what extent can their combat power be improved! ?

By then, they may not be able to fight against those strong men in the Wuzong realm!

Xu Zhou's mobility was very strong, and all his disciples were extremely cooperative.

The key is that it won't work if they don't cooperate. If they don't cooperate, what will be left for them is a dead end!

Arrive at the Puppet Sect Square.

Including Xuzhou, there are a thousand martial arts masters in total, arranged neatly.

They all held a long spear in their hands, like soldiers fighting on the battlefield, and they were particularly powerful.

In the distance, Xu Qianfan looked at this scene and couldn't help but shake his head.

"The strength of these people has indeed been blessed, but they are still far behind if they want to deal with the eight warriors in the Wuzong realm..."

It wasn't Xu Qianfan who attacked them.

But after they improve their strength, they are just bigger ants in front of the strong men in the Wuzong realm.

Trying to defeat eight powerful warriors with the help of these external objects is tantamount to wishful thinking!

Xu Zhou and other elders also understood what Xu Qianfan meant.

Ever since they fought against a powerful martial artist, they had a deep understanding of the gap between martial arts masters and martial arts masters!

That kind of gap cannot be bridged by a magic weapon.

but……

They have put in their best efforts to protect the Puppet Sect and stay alive, haven't they?

Even if everyone dies in the end, they will not regret it!

Because they never gave up resistance!

A thousand martial arts masters didn't have time to pay attention to Xu Qianfan.

They are all working hard to adapt to the spear and try their best to master the power of the spear. They are all ready to fight to the death with eight strong men in the Wuzong realm!

And this time.

Zhao Xicheng walked out of the palace.

Logically speaking, Xu Qianfan can still hold on for one day, and this day is enough for Zhao Xicheng to make more spears.

But he didn't do that.

Because he still has a very important part to complete.

He commanded more than 200 disciples to move various materials to every corner of the sect.

Then.

He circulated his qi and blood, refined various materials, and carved gorgeous and complicated runes everywhere!

Those runes seemed to have a very special connection with the thousand spears.

And Zhao Xicheng engraved such runes, which was not much easier than refining spears.

Those spears can also be used to enhance the combat capabilities of warriors.

But what is the use of these runes engraved on the earth?

A disciple was puzzled.

"Master, what are these inscriptions used for?"

After Zhao Xicheng finished engraving the last inscription with difficulty, he exhaled a breath of turbid air, and the whole person was much more relaxed.

"Whether we can deal with those martial arts masters tomorrow depends on these inscriptions..."

These inscriptions are Zhao Xicheng's superficial understanding of Yanshu, most of which are just theoretical knowledge. This is the first experiment.

He doesn't know whether these things can work.

Time passes slowly.

Xu Qianfan's forehead was covered with sweat. He had already persisted to the extreme with the secret technique of the Senluo Ancient Palace. If he continued to persist, it would be very likely to damage his essence.

"Brother Zhao...it won't be long before this secret technique disappears. If you can't fight against those martial masters, I will take you away from here as soon as possible!"