Chapter 553 553 Pit for an Artifact?

No matter how good an alchemy tool is, you must have the opportunity to use it. Take Qu Fengting as an example. Although he has an alchemy tool that can ride the wind, he still cannot use it when facing a top expert like Xia Youchen. Not even a chance to escape.

Relatively speaking, absolute defense is much more useful.

Moreover, what Mu Hanyan is most concerned about now is the unknown enemy hiding in the dark. No one knows when another powerful assassin in black will appear. If there is such an artifact, it will undoubtedly save one more life. Chance.

"Okay, that's it." Mu Hanyan said without hesitation.

"You wait a moment, I will bring it to you." Pang Dezong said.

"You didn't carry such an important artifact with you?" Mu Hanyan gave Pang Dezong a strange look.

"You'll understand in a while." Pang Dezong didn't explain too much, he turned and walked out of the tent.

Zhao Sining glanced at Pang Dezong suspiciously, and followed him out suspiciously.

"Uncle Shi, do you really want to give him Cangxuan Yunsha, that is the brainchild of Shizu's old man's life." Zhao Sining said anxiously to Pang Dezong as soon as he stepped out of the tent.

He had also heard of this Cangxuan Yunsha, but it was a pity that Pang Dezong was very strict, so he had only heard the name and had not seen the real thing. When he thought of letting Mu Hanyan take such a big advantage, he was naturally unwilling.

"What about him? Do you think anyone can use Cangxuan cloud gauze? The Cangxuan cloud gauze refined by your master is not complete. It can only be used reluctantly with the help of strength. The strength of the Sword Saint is extremely difficult to use. Do you think Mu Hanyan can really use it? If he cultivates honestly, he will only use it when he has strength. Dangerous." Pang Dezong said with a sneer.

After so many years, it was the first time that he was dragged by the nose and turned around, how could he swallow this breath and hand over the Cangxuan cloud gauze to Mu Hanyan, in fact, there was no good intention.

"It turns out that this is the case, or the master thought it carefully." Zhao Sining suddenly realized. There was also a sneer on the corner of his mouth. Compared with Pang Dezong, he hoped that Mu Hanyan would die.

Mu Hanyan didn't wait for a long time. Within half an hour, Pang Dezong returned to the tent with a box made of fine iron.

Only then did Mu Hanyan know why he didn't keep it with him. The iron box was about half the height of a person. If it was replaced by someone else, it would be too hard to carry on his back.

Although it was easy to hold it with Pang Dezong's strength, the dignified Sacred Sword Instructor held a big iron box and scurried around all day.

Upon closer inspection, the box was obviously a few years old. The dark surface was a little worn, revealing the color of dark gold and silver inside. It was also engraved with peculiar patterns and mysterious characters. , perhaps it was made by alchemy itself.

Mu Hanyan guessed right, holding the big iron box in front of Mu Hanyan, Pang Dezong didn't say much nonsense, and directly played a series of hand fights.

The patterns and characters on the box flickered brightly, "click", the box was opened, and there was actually a box inside, and the refining was more delicate, and the patterns and characters on it were more dense and complicated.

Pang Dezong breathed a sigh of relief, took a short rest, and fought again.

It can be seen that these hands are extremely troublesome, and even Pang Dezong's forehead has a thin layer of sweat.