Chapter 898: The Final Battle

Could it be the unique immortal weapon that Qingzhi Demon Monarch said in his mouth?

The Red Sword Ghost lowered his head and pointed to the martial arts on the wooden table in front of him, and said, "I'll assign this martial arts scroll first, and then talk about the rest."

Everyone nodded, withdrew their eyes, and looked at the martial arts painting scroll and precious weapons next to the wooden table.

"Oh my God! These weapons are all immortal magic weapons" Geng Fei held a spear and exclaimed, "There are actually six immortal magic weapons here."

When the rest of the people heard Geng Fei's words, they were also shocked, there was not a single immortal magic weapon in the ordinary four domains, but there were several here.

Huangfu's eyes also showed a glimmer of light overnight, so many immortal magic weapons and martial arts books were enough to set off a new wave in the four domains.

Compared to the others, Wen Qingye was staring at the purple martial arts scroll, and in his heart he was thinking about how to get the dragon martial arts in his hands.

There are a few people present, his strength is not the weakest, but it is almost the same, if you want to win the most precious martial arts book, it is undoubtedly a tiger's mouth, and it is extremely dangerous.

He has only one way, take it and run.

The Void True Daoist looked at the martial arts painting scroll on the wooden table, counted it, and said: "There are thirty-one martial arts books here, let's take this martial arts credit first, and the standard will be according to everyone's cultivation."

The Red Sword Ghost nodded heavily: "Okay, so as not to confuse someone"

Seeing that everyone agreed, the Void True Daoist slowly separated all the martial arts books, and when he saw the obviously purple martial arts painting scroll, everyone's eyes lit up.

Then, the crowd began to divide up their spoils.

Wen Qingye looked at the few people in front of him, with a hint of coldness in his eyes, and the fire-colored lines in his hands began to shine, and then he was about to summon Xiao Ash out and snatch it.

"These books, and these books"

The Void True Daoist held the Martial Arts Painting Scroll, and then gradually divided into several stacks, three of which were exactly the same, and the other two were extremely rare, especially the last one.

Needless to say, the last one was naturally given to Wen Qingye.

At this time, it was too late, it was too fast, and Huangfu reached out with his left palm to the back of the heart of the Void True Daoist overnight, and his right palm directly grabbed Geng Fei's neck.

This is exactly a move of Double Dragon going to sea and a move of the Black Tiger to dig out the heart, fierce and miserable.

All of this was between lightning and fire, Wen Qingye was behind everyone, and when he found all this, he couldn't help but feel a shock in his heart, and then quickly retreated to the rear.

Sure enough, at the moment when Wen Qingye turned around, the sword on the Red Sword Ghost's waist was suddenly unsheathed, and the red sword body was three points faster than his rotating body, slashing towards Wen Qingye.

But Wen Qingye had already left a few feet away, the red sword ghost was wonderful, and the fast sword could only slash the air.

Suddenly, a scream reached Wen Qingye's ears.

I saw that the emperor's left palm poked out overnight, and the means were swift, but he did not catch the back of the Void True Daoist, but caught the waist and abdomen of the Void True Daoist, and the Void True Daoist couldn't help it anymore at the moment, and a terrible scream sounded.

Huangfu's main attack on the Void True Daoist overnight was Geng Fei's escape.

After Geng Fei stabilized his body, he even omitted the honorific title, and called him by his name and said angrily: "Huangfu overnight, Red Sword Ghost, what are you two going to do? Do you want to swallow these martial arts books and return immortal magic weapons to yourself?"

"That's right, you guessed right" Huangfu nodded lightly overnight, and said: "I discussed with the ghost brother, kill you, and divide the treasure equally."

The Void True Daoist stopped the blood behind him, and said with an ugly face: "It seems that the two of you have already discussed, we are all in the dark, the two of you are really calculating"

Wen Qingye was ignoring everything around him, and at this time, the fire-colored lines of his palms lit up, and Xiao Ash appeared next to Wen Qingye's feet.

It has always been by Wen Qingye's side, but it is inconvenient in the secret realm, and it has been hidden in the Huoyun Palace.

The Red Sword Ghost glanced at the three of them coldly, and said indifferently: "The treasures are virtuous, and you don't deserve to have such peerless martial arts."

When Geng Fei heard the words of the Red Sword Ghost, he was furious and said: "I don't deserve it, are you worthy?" It's just that you have been cultivating for decades early, Red Sword Ghost, believe it or not, as long as you kill me, you will be against my Flying Fish Villa, and my master will definitely not let you go when the time comes."

Geng Fei's master is the ancestor of the Flying Fish Villa, and the ancestor of the Flying Fish Villa is a master of the same generation as the Red Sword Ghost, and his strength is only high, not low, and his reputation is three points louder than that of the Red Sword Ghost.

Huangfu shook his head overnight and sneered: "Kill you, who knows?"

Geng Fei was speechless and speechless.

"Brother Yiyi, don't talk nonsense with the three of them, today we directly killed these three people, divided these treasures, and then went to find the treasures that shook the fairy world in the secret realm"

The Red Sword Ghost moved his wrist, and the ruthless sword flower spun rapidly beside his sword body.

Huangfu nodded overnight and said, "Okay, Wen Qingye and Geng Fei of the Flying Fish Villa will be handed over to you, and this Void True Daoist will be handed over to me."

"Good!"

The Red Sword Ghost no longer hesitated at the moment, and with a kick of his footsteps, the sword in his hand was like a dragon and snake dancing, and it rushed towards Wen Qingye's throat frantically.

The final big battle began.

Whoosh!

In the air of the cave, only the icy cold wind surged with the sword qi, making a chilling sound.

The Red Sword Ghost is the cultivation of the Feather Tribulation, and the cultivation of the sword path is not weak, it can be regarded as the most powerful opponent that Wen Qingye has encountered so far, and it is also the most difficult opponent.

Wen Qingye saw the Red Sword Ghost who disappeared in front of him, his face became unprecedentedly solemn, knowing that he couldn't dodge, he directly pulled out the Zhuxian Sword with his palm, and then grabbed the hilt of the sword with both hands, and slashed it with a sword.

Sonorous!

The red sword in the red sword ghost's hand directly shattered Wen Qingye's sword, paused slightly, and then stabbed heavily towards his throat.

Roar!

At the moment when the Red Sword Ghost rushed in, a huge roar resounded throughout the cave, and everyone's hearts couldn't help but tremble, and then followed the voice.

I saw an ape like a mountain already standing in the cave, his arms glowing with fiery red light, and his majesty was unparalleled.

Buzzing!

After Xiao Ash revealed his body, the huge four fangs suddenly appeared, and then a punch blasted towards the red sword ghost, and the vitality in the air was constantly squeezed, like water waves, sending out ripples.

The red sword ghost forcibly suppressed the shock in his heart, and the sword in his hand danced, and the sound of the clear sword chant also spread throughout the entire cave, only to see that the red mangs on the sword were flourishing, like a red whirlpool, constantly spreading towards the entire karst cave.