Chapter 389: The mysterious man is like a sword immortal

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This time the night was even more intense than the previous ones.

Even if the cultivators of the Jindan Realm were full of eyesight, they could only barely see the distance of six or seven zhang in a radius.

Jiang Renbao pulled Mu Ziyu deep and shallow and walked forward.

However, what made them strange was that the already restless demons actually quieted down instantly as the night fell.

This caused the two to suddenly have a sense of foreboding.

At this time, they were on the side of a mountain, and looking down at the bottom of the mountain, it was still dark.

Call!

Just then, a strong wind blew.

If Jiang Renbao hadn't been holding Mu Ziyu's hand, Mu Ziyu would most likely have been swept away by that weird hurricane.

"Did you see that?" Mu Ziyu asked with a sigh of relief.

Jiang Renbao shook his head slowly.

This was the third time they had encountered this strange wind since they had gone up the mountain.

The wind is strong, the momentum is heavy, and the origin is unknown.

Moreover, there is not a trace of demonic energy or demonic energy emanating from it.

Obviously, both possibilities can be ruled out.

"Why don't you wait for the next time the wind comes, let's just follow?" Jiang Renbao said on a whim.

"Aren't you afraid that there will be no return?" Mu Ziyu smiled dumbly.

She felt that Jiang Renbao's idea was a little too risky.

"I always felt like it didn't have any ill will towards us!"

Jiang Renbao scratched his head, obviously he couldn't even convince himself of the reason he said.

Yes!

Just as the two were talking, a scream came from the top of the mountain behind them.

They turned to look up, and could barely see a sword light swirling in the air, and there was even the sound of gold and stone clashing.

Immediately afterward, the sound faded away, unbelievably fast.

Jiang Renbao and Mu Ziyu glanced at each other.

"Is that the wind doing it?"

The same words came out of the mouths of the two at the same time.

"Go up and have a look!"

Once again, the two coincided in their thoughts.

Looking at each other and smiling, Jiang Renbao took Mu Ziyu's hand and ran towards the top of the mountain.

It didn't take long to come to a campfire that was about to be extinguished.

I saw a small porcelain bottle that had been poured on the ground, and four or five pills were scattered aside.

In addition, a few steps away there was a burden hanging from the branch of a tree.

Jiang Renbao picked it up and smelled it in front of the mountain, it was just a three-grade purple gold paste, and the quality was not very high.

"The monks of the Six Continents still use the Three Rank Pill?"

Jiang Renbao looked at Mu Ziyu with some difference and asked.

When Mu Ziyu heard this, he couldn't help but glance at Jiang Renbao, and said angrily: "Resources are limited, not everyone has the ability to buy high-grade elixirs! Third and fourth grades are common in the market! Fifth or sixth grades can only be bought by people with strong assets! Above seven grades, they can't be bought with money!"

"Hey! I see! Many of the monks on our Kongsang Continent worship the monks of the Six Continents very much, and the degree of worship is simply unbelievable! I have to think that the monks of the Six Continents are all three-headed and six-armed!"

Jiang Renbao picked up the porcelain bottle from the ground, and then put the scattered pills into the bottle and filled it, teasing casually.

"Don't you worship?" Mu Ziyu looked at Jiang Renbao for a long time.

"I think they should worship me!"

"Poof, hahaha..."

Mu Ziyu couldn't help laughing.

"What are you laughing at, what I'm saying is the truth!" Jiang Renbao was not shy this time, he untied the burden and rummaged through it but didn't find anything good, so he threw it aside, then stood up and said quite seriously: "I have met with Jiang Renbao of the Jiang clan of your Hongyu Continent twice, and I have fought once!"

"The result?"

"As a result?" Jiang Renbao spread out his hands and shrugged, "I still lost to him a little bit!"

"Hmm... That's pretty good! That Jiang Renbao is considered to be the first echelon among the younger generation of Hongyu Continent!"

Mu Ziyu was not surprised, after all, she had seen Jiang Renbao's strength with her own eyes.

Although he was beaten very badly in front of the demon at first, in the next few encounters with the demon, with the bronze tripod, Jiang Renbao somewhat redeemed a little image in front of Mu Ziyu.

Yes!

Just then, another scream rang out from above the two of them's heads.

Immediately afterwards, a figure slammed down in front of Jiang Renbao and the others.

“...... Oh oh, it fucking hurts!"

Shout!

A glittering spirit sword descended from the sky and floated beside the person who had fallen.

"It turned out to be a fairy sword that gave birth to spiritual wisdom!"

Jiang Renbao couldn't help but stretch out his hand to grab it.

"Oh!"

The man was startled by the sudden sound and hurried to his feet.

When he saw the faces of Jiang Renbao and the others, he breathed a sigh of relief, "It turned out to be the two of you!"

Hearing this, the young man in front of him seemed to know the two of them.

"You... Do you recognize the two of us?" Jiang Renbao asked curiously.

"I have seen this beauty in Black Dragon City, her name is Mu Ziyu, she is in the middle stage of Jindan, and her bust is ... uh..."

The man immediately realized that what he said was a bit excessive, and then turned to look at Jiang Renbao and said:

"Your name is Jiang Renbao, and I heard that your ancestor was once a traitor to the Jiang clan!

Speaking of this, the man paused, raised his hand to stop Jiang Renbao and the others, "Don't talk, you two seem to be ready to tell you something, but I just can't remember it for a while, let me think about it!"

“......”

Jiang Renbao pulled Mu Ziyu back.

The man in front of him made him feel a little dangerous.

"Alas, I can't remember! Hey, don't go! There's a demonic wind here! I was pulled out by the demonic wind just now! Fortunately, this sword is already in touch with my heart, otherwise I wouldn't have known where to fly a long time ago! Look!

The man stretched out two fingers and pointed at the flying sword hanging there, and the sword light actually converged into the sword body, instantly turning into an ordinary sword.

Then the man raised his finger, and then under the guidance of spiritual power, the finger seemed to move slowly as heavy as a thousand pounds, and the further back the fingertip seemed to be bleeding.

The man's casual color then changed and became extremely dignified.

His fingertips kept writing something on the sword.

When he wrote it three times, Jiang Renbao saw that what he wrote was the word "chopping"!

Every time he writes, some of the man's spiritual power and blood gush out.

When he wrote ten words "chop", his body shook slightly, as if he was about to faint.

When the eleventh chop was finished, the man flicked the blade of the sword with his fingers.

Airplanes~

The sword groaned and the eleven words written on it instantly disappeared into the sword body.

The spirit sword regained its original sword appearance.

Call...

The man exhaled a deep breath of turbidity.

The spirit sword floated in front of him, and compared with before, it seemed to have a thick qi machine, and the edge was hidden inside, leading but not triggering.

"This is the first time I've done this, don't let me down!" the man had an expectant expression.

Airplanes...

The spirit sword shook, and the air around it blurred a little.

"Go!"

The man waved his arm and pointed in one direction in the darkness.

Sou~

A streamer of light pierced the darkness.