No matter how good an Alchemist is, it must have a chance to use it. Take Qu Fengting for example. Although he has an alchemist that can resist the wind, he still can't use it in the face of a top expert like Xia Youchen. He doesn't even have a chance to escape.

Relatively speaking, absolute defense is much more useful.

And mu Hanyan's most scruples now are the unknown enemy hiding in the dark. No one knows when another powerful assassin in black will emerge. If he has such an artifact, he will undoubtedly have another chance to live.

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

"Just a moment. I'll get it for you." Said pound.

"You don't have such an important artifact with you?" Mu Hanyan took a strange look at pangdezong.

"You'll see in a moment." Pound did not explain too much, turned out of the tent.

Zhao sining looked at Pang Dezong doubtfully and followed him doubtfully.

"Martial uncle, do you really want to give him the cangxuan cloud yarn? It's the crystallization of the efforts of his father's whole life." As soon as he got out of the tent, Zhao sining said to pangdezong anxiously.

He had heard of this dark cloud yarn, but Pang Dezong was very strict, so he only heard of its name and didn't see any real object. He was unwilling to let mu Hanyan take such a big advantage.

"What about him? Do you think everyone is qualified to use cangxuan cloud yarn? This dark cloud yarn refined by your master is not complete. You can only use it reluctantly with the help of your strength. Even if you are the master's sword saint, it is extremely difficult to use it. Do you think mu Hanyan can really use it? If he practices honestly, he can only use it when he has strength. If he uses it rashly before he has strength, he may still be in danger of life. " Pound said with a sneer.

For so many years, he was led by the nose for the first time and tossed around. How could he swallow this breath and give the dark cloud yarn to Mu Hanyan.

"It turns out that's the case. Master is thoughtful." Zhao sining suddenly realized. There was a sneer on the corner of his mouth. Compared with Pang Dezong, he wanted to die of Mu Hanyan.

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

Mu Hanyan knew why he didn't collect it with him. The iron box was half a person's height. It would be too hard to carry it on his back if someone else had changed it.

It's easy to hold it with the strength of Pang Dezong, but it's not like the master of the holy sword is running around with a big iron box all day long.

If you look at it carefully, it is obvious that the box has been around for some years. The dark surface is worn, revealing the color of dark gold and silver inside. It is also carved with strange patterns and mysterious words. Let alone what it contains, it may be made by Alchemy.

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

The patterns and words of the box flash brightly, "Ka". When the box is opened, there is a box inside, which is refined more delicately, and the patterns and words on it are more dense and complex.

Pang Dezong breathed, had a short rest, and played the duel again.

It can be seen that these hands were so painstaking that even pound's forehead was covered with a thin layer of sweat.

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