Cangyun Tower, located in the northeast corner of the Spirit Continent, is a gathering place for a group of weapon collectors. Every once in a while, an exchange exhibition is held here, where cultivators from all over the mainland can exhibit their collections and be viewed and evaluated by everyone.

Although the buying and selling was voluntary, these collectors were obsessed with swords, so although there were many weapons in circulation every day, very few transactions were generated.

Casting Shenfeng has been staying in Cangyun Tower for more than half a month. This time, the Manjushri sword he brought with him became the most valuable of all the collections, and it effortlessly attracted a large number of admiring eyes. Everything greatly satisfied the vanity of Casting Shenfeng.

Unable to withstand the repeated retention of many colleagues, Casting Shenfeng was here again and again, and it was not until today that he finally said goodbye and left.

"Fellow Daoists, then I will take my leave. "In front of the gate of Cangyun Tower, the casting god blade hugged his fists to everyone as a salute.

"Brother Shenfeng, I will not send it far away. The owner of Cangyun Mansion was also in the team of the send-offs, "Next time, if you have any valuable collections, you can take them again at any time and taste them together." ”

Casting Shenfeng shook his head again and again: "Certainly, definitely." Before leaving, he took out the Manjushri sword again and examined it carefully. It was at this glance that his brows suddenly furrowed, and his smile quickly turned into anger: "This sword ...... You took my sword!"

A steward beside the lord of Cangyun Mansion also sank his face: "If you say this, you have to talk about the evidence." You have always carried this Manjushri sword close to you, where do we have the opportunity to exchange it?"

Due to the particularity of the Manjushri Sword, and the casting of Shenfeng has always been cautious, he obtained the Manjushri Sword by stealing beams and changing pillars, so he will naturally be more wary of others using the same method to design him.

For the sake of safety, the owner of Cangyun Mansion agreed to his request, and the Manjushri Sword did not have to be placed in the exhibition case, and the whole process was kept by Zhu Shenfeng himself. In doing so, he was also worried that if something went wrong with the Manjushri Sword here, he would not be able to afford that responsibility.

The rest of the collectors were left to their own devices, and were happy to watch the excitement from the sidelines. It's just that at this time, their faces are still mostly gloating.

In the past half a month, relying on the Manjushri Sword, the casting of the Divine Edge can be said to be out of the limelight, and the tail is almost in the sky. In the exhibition room, he swayed from place to place, and from time to time he put out a pair of "Your weapon is garbage, look at my Manjushri sword, this is a real good baby". Everyone has long had a big opinion about him, and they can't wait to see him fall behind.

Casting Shenfeng's gaze swept over the faces of the collectors in turn, and at the same time, the intersection of the past half a month with them was quickly reversed in his mind, and finally, the angry gaze stopped at the three old men: "I know, it's you, that day you used the excuse that you wanted to drink with me, and after you drunk me, you took the opportunity to change my sword!"

The three old men, one tall and thin, one short and fat, and one with a red face, listened to his accusation, the red-faced old man seemed to want to deny it, but the tall and thin old man sneered and said, "So what? This is called the way of others, and the body of others." I'm afraid you also obtained this sword by some improper means in the first place, right?"

Casting Shenfeng was furious, but before he could answer, the tall and thin old man immediately said: "According to our understanding, this Manjushri Sword fell into the hands of Nangong Wuji many years ago. With his nature, will he give you this sword?"

Amid the guidance of the collectors, the short and fat old man also grinned: "So, you still knock out your teeth and swallow blood, don't shout to catch a thief." ”

Zhu Shenfeng's face turned red, and he didn't know whether it was anger or shame, and he yelled for a long time: "If you three don't hand over the Manjushri Sword, don't even think about leaving here today!" Holding the double swords, he rushed towards the three of them.

The tall and thin old man snorted coldly: "Ask for your own hardship!" The palm spiritual power surged, and he met the blow of the Casting God Blade head-on. Then his body turned sharply, and with a push in front of his wrist, his attack was easily defused. The short and fat old man and the red-faced old man also took advantage of the situation to attack, and the three of them cooperated tacitly, and their own strength was far superior to that of Casting Shenfeng, but in a moment, they had the upper hand.

The owner of Cangyun Mansion looked anxious on the side. It is said that this kind of bad incident happened in this building, and as the owner of the building, he should administer justice in order to convince the onlookers. But at this time, he also seemed to have some unspeakable distress, just rubbing his palms repeatedly, but his body did not move a step. The few stewards behind him did not get the landlord's order, and they all stood honestly.

Casting Shenfeng quickly realized that the situation in front of him was not in his favor, but at this time, it was not up to him to stop when he said it, he could only do his best and fight hard. finally grabbed a first move, and immediately waved the sleeves of his robe, sacrificed a talisman in front of him, sealed his hands, and pushed it out. Hearing the sound of "uproar", a majestic stream of water burst out from the talisman, attacking the three old men in three ways.

The tall and thin old man's face was as usual, his palm was flipped over, and a purple spirit bead was suspended in the air, spinning drippingly. However, there is a powerful spiritual power precipitated in this spirit bead, and under the urging of the tall and thin old man, the purple light is flourishing, like a sharp arrow, destroying the rune paper in an instant. Defeating the origin in one fell swoop, the tall and thin old man raised his sleeves and waved, and his spiritual power was everywhere, cutting off the three streams of water at the same time.

Casting Shenfeng's resistance obviously angered the three old men as well. The three of them glanced at each other, and their figures quickly dispersed, running around the side of the Casting God Blade, and soon turned into a cloud of light and shadow.

At first, Casting Blade also used spiritual power to lock on to the positions of several people at all times, but this tracking soon fell into complete dazzle. Taking advantage of his relaxation, the tall and thin old man raised his sleeve and swung out, and a beam of lightning shot out from the purple spirit bead, twisting and piercing into the head of the Casting God Blade.

The other two old men also swung their spirit beads separately, and the three beams of light firmly clamped the Casting Divine Blade in the middle of the formation. As the color of the beam became more intense, the expression of the Casting Divine Edge became more and more painful.

"How does our 'Heavenly Bead Five-Tone Array' feel?" the short and fat old man smiled fiercely and continued to inject spiritual power into the spirit bead, "There is a road in heaven if you don't go, then it's no wonder that we-"

Just as the battle was about to be decided, two figures quietly appeared outside the stone steps. Before that, no one had even noticed when they had come in.

"Looks like the Casting Blade is in some trouble too. Ye Shuo seemed to be smiling. He hadn't seen the whole thing pass by himself, and when they first arrived, Casting God Blade was already under siege. However, he did deliberately extend the time of standing by and watching, and like that insatiable guy, he should be taught a lesson.

"I don't know if this is just to make the current world report come quickly?" Nangong Fei also looked leisurely, "But if you have seen enough of the play, it's almost time to make a move, right? If he kills someone later, you won't have a chance to inquire about the whereabouts of Manjushri Sword." As for the three old men, they are not masters, and any of us can solve them. You think about who will play first?"

"I'll do it anyway. Ye Shuo silently took a step forward, took a light breath, and the next moment, his figure had disappeared in place, and appeared directly in the center of the chaotic battle group, and his spiritual power shook from all sides, dismantling the four people who were fighting fiercely, and at the same time, he also stood on the opposite side of the three old men instead of Casting Shenfeng.

"It's you?!" That casting Shenfeng was originally glad to have met a savior, but when he saw Ye Shuo's appearance, he suddenly screamed as if he had seen a ghost.

Ye Shuo didn't pay attention to him, still looking at the old men with a smile: "Several, I also have some grievances with this Mr. Casting Shenfeng that need to be resolved, can you please give me a face and stop for the time being......?"

As soon as these words came out, the faces of the four people changed drastically at the same time, and the reaction of the casting god was also very fast, and he immediately pointed at the three people opposite and shouted: "It's them, the Manjushri sword has been replaced by the three of them! If you want a sword, go find them!"

Ye Shuo was slightly stunned, and then looked at the expressions of the three old men, although he was slightly shocked, he didn't seem to have been wronged, it seemed that the words of casting Shenfeng were mostly true.

"Three, it seems that we have to fight today's battle. The smile on Ye Shuo's face gradually became a little strange.

Just because of the three old men in front of him, he couldn't help but recall the three people who had calculated in the Tianlan Secret Realm, created a lot of evil for greed, and brought him countless bad luck, and finally killed each other in Tianlu Spring. And the few people in front of him can not only exchange the Manjushri sword, but most of them are also all the way, could it be that he is fighting with these black-hearted old men in his life?

When the three old men saw that he was just a young man, they subconsciously took contempt first. The short and fat old man sneered: "Just fight, do you think we are still afraid that you kid will not succeed?" As soon as he jumped up, he raised his palm and slashed at Ye Shuo: "Five thunder palms!"

Don't look at his bulky body, his movements are very flexible, this palm is surrounded by Dawson's white electric light, and the strong coercion is forced out.

Ye Shuo was not in a hurry, raised his palm to meet it, the two sides touched each other, Ye Shuo did not use any external means to resolve the lightning strike, but the short and fat old man felt that the thunder element controlled by himself was weakening rapidly, and in a short moment, the two of them were as if they had completed a handover, and the electric light surging between the five fingers of the short and fat old man had been completely transferred to Ye Shuo's hands.

"This ...... This kid can actually absorb my Five Thunder Palms?" The short and fat old man was shocked, and even the other two old men gradually put away their initial contempt.

"Is this surprised?" Ye Shuo smiled coldly, "Next, there will be something that surprises you even more!" The five fingers clenched slightly, and the electric light, which was already gradually thinning, surged again, and the electric snake with the thickness of the fingers quickly expanded to the width of the bowl, and then, under the surprised gaze of a group of onlookers, it turned into a roaring thunder dragon and pounced fiercely towards the short and fat old man.

The Humpty Dumpty Old Man hurriedly set up his shield, but when the power of the thunder dragon was far ahead of the previous one, the Humpty Dumpty Old Man was pushed all the way backwards by the surging energy, and layers of cracks appeared on the protective shield. At the critical moment, the tall and thin old man shook his figure, moved to the side of the shield, and slashed down with a wave of his arm, cutting off the attack of the thunder dragon.

When the thunder dragon turned into a string of electric sparks and slowly dissipated in the air, the tall and thin old man could still feel his arm slightly numb. This kind of attack is really unprecedented, and he doesn't need to seal to directly control the thunder element? Legend has it, isn't this something that only the powerhouses of the Tongtian Realm can do?

"I'm afraid this kid is a little not simple...... "The tall and thin old man condensed for a while, and in order to be safe, he quickly gave an order: "Second, third, go together, and fight quickly!"

When the melee started again in the field, and the ripples of spiritual power swept everywhere, Casting Shenfeng had already quietly slipped down the steps, wanting to take advantage of the chaos to escape.

Before he could run a few steps, Nangong Fei stopped in front of him with a smile: "Don't be in such a hurry, since everything has been done, stay and make it clear." Stole my sword, do you think you don't have to pay any price?"

"You...... Are you Nangong Wuji's daughter?" Zhu Shenfeng's eyes widened, and he finally hugged his head and wailed: "I'm really unlucky today!"

Nangong Fei smiled sweetly: "Think about it from another angle, if we don't come today, you may not even have your life, which one is more unlucky?"

In the field, the three old men had already performed a trick, the three of them surrounded Ye Shuo's side, the purple spirit beads formed a formation, the electricity and light were intertwined, the sound waves were raging, and the strong wind was screaming fiercely.

"It's the trick just now...... It's that 'Heavenly Bead Five-Tone Array'!" Casting Shenfeng glanced at it, and immediately exclaimed, "That move directly acts on the soul, it is very powerful, I lost under that move just now......"

"However, not everyone is as strong as you. Nangong Fei was still indifferent, ignoring the casting god Feng beside her because of her words, and lowered her head in shame.

Within the battle array, Ye Shuo looked around in all directions, except for the ferocity of the three old men trying their best to urge the attack, and the slight fluctuation of the spatial airflow, he had no other feelings.

"Sonic attack, unfortunately I'm a person, the last thing I'm afraid of is sonic attack!" Ye Shuo's gaze instantly retracted, and the soul power surged, rotating in all directions in a spiral, sweeping back the staggered soul sound waves.

The three old men usually cast this "Heavenly Bead Five-Tone Array", using the Heavenly Bead as the eye of the array, supplemented by their own spiritual power, they have always been invincible, how have they ever seen this kind of alien who is not afraid of soul attacks at all? By the time they reacted, the horizontal sound waves had already swept past their heads, and bursts of sharp pain like drills exploded in their brains.

Ye Shuo took advantage of the victory to pursue, and at this time, the other two old men were all shocked by the sound waves that rushed to the brain, and only the tall and thin old man had the deepest skills and could barely hold on. Striving to urge the spiritual power, he formed string-like black spiritual strings in front of him, and raised his hand to quickly pluck: "Tiangang Town Soul Tune!"

Pieces of crescent-like black qi blades attacked Ye Shuo from all directions. Ye Shuo's movements were not paused, and there was still that contemptuous sneer on his face: "Didn't I already tell you that it was useless?" The spiritual power surged from his body, swept away, and annihilated all the Qi blades. A punch blasted out and landed heavily on the chest of the tall and thin old man, and the wave of qi that stirred up shook the two old men beside him to the point of vomiting blood and flying upside down.

The defeat was decided, and the tall and thin old man's eyes quickly swelled with a touch of fierceness, and he raised his finger to the spirit bead in front of him lightly, and the bloodthirsty voice also sounded closely: "Heavenly Bead Explosion!"

(End of chapter)